CHAPTER 40
Jennifer
Jennifer felt alive. She used to feel alive in the ER when a trauma rolled in, but that had dissipated over the years.
Her adrenaline still certainly went up, and she had intense focus and energy, trying to save a life, but it wasn’t like this.
This was the whole-body kind of alive that she’d lost long ago, and as tired as she should’ve been from the busy week, she wasn’t.
She was kissing a beautiful woman whom she found herself liking more and more.
They were nude and pressed together. The breeze was occasionally tickling her nipples.
Being with Kristina like this was amazing, and Jennifer knew she wanted more of her when they got back home.
She’d been worried that her new job might not be busy enough for her.
It was a private practice, and she’d have patients whom she’d see repeatedly, with, hopefully, little things that they needed looked at.
She’d do physicals, send for blood work, check X-rays, and while she did most of that already in the hospital, it would be different now.
There would be less adrenaline, and she had been an adrenaline junkie for most of her career.
Fortunately, the new job also meant fewer gunshot and stab wounds and other urgent traumas, so she might be able to finish a cup of coffee at the start of her shift and get home at a reasonable time, without having to be on call.
She could make herself dinner, which would mean learning how to cook, try having actual hobbies, and maybe even pick up the cello again if she wanted to.
She hadn’t been sure that she could actually do those things because she’d only ever done one very intense job in a city that unfortunately, dealt with a lot of violence, but she’d still made the choice to finish her career in a less busy environment, with an option to buy the practice in about ten to fifteen years when its current owner was ready to retire.
Now, all she could think about was that, yes, she could do all of that.
She could be still. She could have hobbies.
Jennifer could cook dinner for a beautiful woman, and they could share dessert and wine and snuggle up on a sofa without fear that she’d be called in and have to go.
She had disappointed many women over the years with the words, ‘I’m sorry.
I’ve got to go.’ She didn’t want to do that anymore.
She pushed two fingers into Kristina, and as Kristina’s mouth opened and her head went back, she knew she didn’t want to do that to her, especially.
“God, I can see it,” she said.
“See what?”
She’d said that out loud?
She met Kristina’s confused eyes just as Kristina began moving up and down on her fingers, gripping her shoulders to hold herself in place and smiling at her a little.
“Nothing,” she said and kissed Kristina’s collarbone in an attempt to change the subject.
“Tell me. Please,” Kristina requested, and her voice was going breathless already. “This feels so good.”
Jennifer pulled back and looked at the hard nipples in front of her, both darker and harder than she’d seen them so far. She leaned in and licked one.
“Oh, fuck,” Kristina let out.
“I can see it,” she said, deciding not to hold anything back from her. “I can see what I want for my life.”
“Yeah? What’s that?”
Jennifer sucked on that nipple for a second before she pulled back and let it go with a pop.
“Do you really want to know?”
“Yes,” Kristina replied, but Jennifer wasn’t sure if that was a response to her question or because Kristina’s hips were moving faster, and she was getting closer.
“I can see my life in a way that I have not been able to before, and I know what I want.” She licked Kristina’s other nipple. “It’s like this trip just opened my eyes. You opened my eyes.”
“How did I… do that? Can you curl them and let me ride them?”
“Yes,” she stated and curled her fingers inside Kristina before she lay back to let Kristina rock her hips forward while she gripped one with her hand, holding her in place. “I was worried about my new job being too boring for me, but I just realized what that boredom can bring me.”
“What’s that?” Kristina asked with her eyes closed and her head back again.
“Nights with someone I love,” she replied.
Kristina’s head moved forward at that, and she opened her eyes. Jennifer smirked up at her.
“Not you, obviously. I’m only using you for your sexy body,” she teased.
“Oh, yeah?” Kristina laughed and rolled her hips a little faster.
“Yup. That’s all I want from you.” She winked at her. “Just sex. Just you coming on my fingers and me taking you inside and going down on you until you come in my mouth. Then, I’m out of here.”
“Really? Nothing I can do to convince you to maybe see this as… more?”
“I don’t know. I’m pretty set on making love to you now and then never seeing you again. You’d really have to come up with something good here.”
Kristina rolled her eyes and said, “What if I promise to join you by that fire and be in that jacuzzi tub with you?”
“Now, you’re talking,” she said and flicked her fingers.
“Fuck,” Kristina let out. “That. More of that.”
Jennifer gave her what she wanted.
“Dinners together. Flute playing in the music room.” Kristina rolled her hips with her eyes closed. “Walks along the lakeshore. Museums. I like museums.”
“Me too,” she said and leaned back up in order to press her body against Kristina’s and kiss her neck. “Keep going.”
“I like to… sleep in sometimes. Coffee in bed?”
“Yes.”
“And toast. I like toast with strawberry jam.”
“I can make you toast,” she offered. “One of the few things I can cook.”
“I don’t… think that counts… as cooking,” Kristina replied.
“I guess I’ll have to learn some new skills if I want to keep you, then, huh?”
“Yes, you’d really… have to… impress me. God, that’s so good. I’m close.”
“What kinds of things should I learn?”
“Handy with tools?” Kristina asked.
“Surgical ones, yes.”
Kristina smiled at her, kissed her, and Jennifer pressed her palm to Kristina’s clit and let her grind against it.
“Fuck. I’m about to come. Regular tools. I meant regular tools. I like a woman in a toolbelt.”
“I’ll buy a toolbelt, and I can swing a hammer to make it look authentic.”
“Wear nothing… but the toolbelt, and we’ll… talk.”
“Will do that. Sundays, after we sleep in and have coffee and toast, I can put on only a toolbelt.”
“Fuck! I’m coming!”
Jennifer watched Kristina come undone above her for a moment and then sucked a nipple into her mouth, trying to intensify her orgasm and make it last as long as possible.
She switched to the other nipple next and sucked it harder, listening to Kristina’s sounds and praying silently that they weren’t just teasing each other as foreplay, but that what they’d been talking about was what Kristina wanted, too.
When Kristina grabbed her by the cheeks and brought their lips together, her hips continued to roll against Jennifer’s hand, taking every last bit of pleasure from her orgasm, and Jennifer loved that. She wanted to make this woman come all night long and hoped Kristina was up for that.
“That was really, really good.”
“Just good?”
“Just one of the best orgasms of my life,” Kristina said.
“Really?”
“It was all that talking. You’re really good at the talking part.”
“It wasn’t exactly dirty talk.”
“Dirty talk is fine, but that was better.”
“Yeah?” she asked, smiling up at her before she kissed Kristina’s shoulder.
“Did you mean it? Those things you said you wanted?”
“Yes. And I’ll even do the toolbelt thing, but that’s not really a skill. That’s an outfit with maybe some role-playing. What kind of talents do I need to develop to keep you? I’m a fast learner.”
She rubbed Kristina’s back with the hand not still inside her.
“I’m not sure I need you to develop any extra talents. You seem to have a lot of what I’m looking for already.”
“Oh, yeah? What’s that?”
“Well, the nice condo in River North, obviously,” Kristina joked.
“You’re using me for my house?” Jennifer laughed.
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen it yet, so maybe.” Kristina winked at her. “Do you need to pull out?”
“Yeah, my hand is cramping a little,” she admitted.
Kristina lifted herself to allow her to remove her hand, kissed her, and said, “Let’s go inside. I want to be on a comfy bed with you, where we can do more of this but also keep this conversation going. It seems important.”
“Okay. I’ll get the wineglasses and the blanket. You grab our clothes.”
“We’re walking in there naked?”
“I doubt anyone is out of their room.”
“We haven’t been out here that long. They could still be searching for toys or getting a drink.”
“Come on. Be brave with me. We can run, if you want. I won’t even tickle you or try to press you against a wall for a kiss. We’ll go straight to your room. No funny business.”
“I like the idea of you pressing me to the wall for a kiss.”
“We can do that whenever you want at my place. With or without that toolbelt.”
Kristina laughed as she stood up, but then she turned around as if taking in the fact that she was outside for the first time. Jennifer stood quickly, moved behind her, and rested her chin on Kristina’s shoulder as she wrapped her arms around her body.
“It’s beautiful out here. I never really get to spend time in nature. The hike today was my first in a long time. Walks by the lake don’t count when there’s a skyscraper behind you.”
“Hmm… Want to do more of it?” Jennifer asked.
“Time in nature? Yes. It’s inspiring, isn’t it? So peaceful.”
Kristina placed her arms over Jennifer’s and rested back against her.
“I have a cabin in Michigan,” Jennifer shared. “Well, it’s not really mine. I don’t own it or anything. It’s a family cabin, but we can all use it. We just have to make sure no one else is there when we want to go. It’s on the lake, but far from skyscrapers.”
“You really know how to woo a girl, don’t you?”
“I hope I know how to woo you.”
“I don’t need fancy bathtubs or cabins. You know that, right?”
“I know.” Jennifer kissed her neck. “But it doesn’t hurt my case.”
“Babe, you don’t need a case. I have never felt this way before, and only part of that is because of the amazing sex.” Kristina turned in her arms. “Come on. Let’s go inside.”