Date: Thu, 26 Dec 2002 19:43:41 -0600
From: Christene Senterfitt <ForMySaniT@msn.com>
Subject: Welcoming Her Home- Part One

Disclaimer: This is a story regarding a loving relationship between two
women. If that offends you, I recommend that you find something more to
your liking.


Title: Welcoming Her Home
By: ForMySaniT
(Lesbian, Romance)


 It was six-forty-five in the morning, when she turned the key inside her
locked front door, granting her entrance to her home. She was tired. Well
perhaps, if she was completely honest, she might be able to admit that she
was exhausted. All she wanted to do was crawl into bed with her lover and
perhaps slip into a nice coma. While entering the silence of her house, she
wondered about her odd hours, although it was not for the first time.

 A pale light filtered in from the windows. The slight overcast of the
morning had furthered her desire for sleep on the drive home, but now it
seemed to be extremely peaceful and comforting. Natalie tossed her keys
onto the coffee table in the living room then shrugged wearily out of her
coat. Carelessly, she draped the cumbersome garment over the couch. Her
hand snaked down her smooth leg, along a calf muscle to the high-heel at
her foot. She removed it and then the other with a sense of relief that she
could finally walk barefoot on cool hardwood floors.

 Heading toward the master bedroom, Natalie began to untuck her shirt. She
yawned while unbuttoning the white shirt. The feel of air hitting her newly
exposed skin felt nice. Leaning against the frame of the door to her
bedroom, she looked inside to the empty bed. "Baby?" she called,
half-expecting her girlfriend to materialize from the bathroom bringing
with her arrival the scent of humid air and fresh bathing oils.

 The white down comforter looked very inviting, but she had to admit that
she had been hoping to find a warm body waiting to greet her. The loving
embrace, she had day-dreamed of welcoming her home caused a smile to touch
her face. She pushed off the door entering her bedroom. Her brown eyes
noted that the bed had been neatly made and the room had been straightened
before her lover had left it. She undressed, thoughtlessly. Natalie knew
exactly where her girlfriend was.

 A pair of faded jeans was pulled on easily over smooth tanned legs.
Natalie took down her chestnut hair, running her fingers through it, happy
that she could relax a bit. She retrieved a loose cream-colored sweater
from her dresser, slipping into it. The soft fabric felt nice against her
skin. She then lazily put on her socks and shoes.

 Natalie opened a wooden chest at the end of their bed. She removed a
fleece blanket from inside the cedar chest. The deep blue could have easily
passed for black, she thought dreamily. She tucked it under her arm then
left for the back porch.

 A simple act of sliding back a glass door brought with it, the scent of
the ocean and the sounds of waves rolling in and out nearby. Her brown eyes
softened as she took in the sandy dunes ahead of her. Natalie found a bit
of a bounce returning to her step while she stepped down from their home's
wooden deck to the sandy earth which slid and moved beneath her every step.
It was too cold to be barefoot, but there was still something wonderful
about the feel of having sand beneath your feet. There were worse places to
live than Cape Cod, she thought with a smile.

 Just as she began to truly appreciate her home once more after another
lengthy day, Natalie topped a dune enabling her to see her lover who sat
alone on the beach atop her favorite emerald green blanket. Her smile
broadened. She pulled the blanket around her body with a sudden gust of
chilly air. Her head tilted slightly, sending her hair spilling over her
shoulder while taking in her lover.

 The young Latin woman hugged her jean-clad legs which she held close to
her chest. The black-ribbed turtleneck didn't typically do much to shield
her from the chill in the air, but it did not seem to phase Catherine at
all. Her black hair had been pulled up off her long neck although the wind
had caused a few stray strands to float along the currents of the wind. A
book lay on the blanket just within reach. Natalie didn't need to bother
guessing which book it was. She knew. The book had been read and reread so
much that she could open the book and it would automatically fall open to
her lover's favorite poem. By now, she knew that she could quote the poem
line for line needing no other reason than to make Catherine smile.

 There is another sky,
 Ever serene and fair,
 And there is another sunshine,
 Though it be darkness there;
 Never mind faded forests, Austin,
 Never mind silent fields -
 Here is a little forest,
 Whose leaf is ever green;
 Here is a brighter garden,
 Where not a frost has been;
 In its unfading flowers
 I hear the bright bee hum;
 Prithee, my brother,
 Into my garden come!

 Natalie loved to change the words just slightly so that it applied more to
women which made Catherine smile to no end. She knew that her girlfriend
must have been deep in thought when she had managed to kneel directly
behind the woman without catching her attention. It was only when she
wrapped both, her arms and the blue fleece blanket around Catherine that
the woman seemed to awaken from her thoughts.

 Catherine inhaled the scent of her lover's perfume while reaching up to
hold the arms wrapping around her. "Baby," she sighed contentedly.

 The body leaning back into hers caused a soft purring sound to leave
Natalie's lips. She kissed Catherine's head feeling her hair lightly tickle
her face. Her arms tightened their hold, bringing the woman closer to her.

 "How long have you been home, my love?" Catherine asked softly. She closed
her eyes, relishing Natalie's embrace.

 A gentle kiss to Catherine's ear was soon followed by a smile upon
Natalie's lips. "Not long." She closed her eyes then rested her cheek
against her lover's temple. Yawning, she nuzzled against Catherine.

 "Baby." Catherine's voice had been gently scolding, despite its loving
tone.

 "Mm-hmm," Natalie answered absently. She felt so at ease now that she was
quite certain she might fall asleep, sitting as she was.

 "You should be in bed," Catherine whispered. She brought a soft hand to
her lips, kissing it lovingly.

 "Well, I had planned on doing that, but when I got there you weren't there
so--- "

 Catherine smirked. "You can't sleep without me, Nat?"

 Hugging Catherine tightly, Natalie listened to the ocean. "I wanted to be
with you. You weren't in bed so I came where you were, that's all."

 Catherine turned in the embrace to kiss her lover gently in a very slow
and loving manner. She reached upward taking a proud jaw into her hands.
Her lips parted as she breathed her lover in. The tongue teasing her lips
was accepted fully while their kiss deepened. Natalie's hands at her back
pulled her forward causing their breasts to crush together in a wonderful
way which never failed to make her heart race. She could feel her desire to
have this beautiful woman building, but knew that her girlfriend was in
need of rest. Reluctantly, she ended their kiss resting her forehead
against Natalie's.

 "Let's get you to bed, my love," she said in a throaty voice.

 Natalie nodded with a smile. She had heard the lustful excitement seeping
through to her lover's voice accompanied by the steady fire burning inside
those deep brown eyes. It was then that she could almost feel the
intensifying emotions which seemed to pass through Catherine's hands to her
own skin. Catherine had always been a slave to a kiss. She stared upward as
she watched Catherine rising to her feet. The soft hands helping her to
stand found the lovers connected yet again.

 Natalie watched her girlfriend scooping up her book. She mouthed the words
being said by Catherine in perfect sync with her lover. "We can't forget
Emily. Now, can we?" She smiled to herself, loving that over their time
together she had grown to know her so well while also loving that to this
day there was always something new and surprising that she learned about
her best friend and lover.

 The low rumbling above them warned Natalie that they ought to get inside
before the rain began. Turning to walk toward the house, she walked
slowly. She purposely took her time knowing that Catherine was collecting
her blanket and hurrying to catch up with her. A hand slipping into her own
made her smile at the woman walking beside her. She laced their fingers
together giving the hand in hers an affectionate squeeze.

 Subtly, a few droplets of rain touched down upon her shoulders. Catherine
smiled, lightly tugging at the hand holding hers causing her lover to slow
their retreat to their home. She loved that Natalie understood what she
wanted without having to be told. The rain evolved from a light sprinkling
steadily, but Natalie wasn't forcing them to hurry. Instead, she was
surprised that the breathtaking woman at her side began a casual
conversation with such a nonchalant manner that walking in this light rain
seemed to be the most natural act in the world.

 "How has your morning been, Cat?"

 Catherine smiled then hugged Natalie's arm. She quickly granted a kiss to
the shoulder nearest her body. "My morning was delightful. I was wickedly
lazy while waiting for you to come home."

 "Then you decided to catch cold, right?" Natalie teased with a wink. She
wrapped the blanket around them both as they walked toward the house.

 Laughing, Catherine playfully poked her lover's side. "No, silly."

 "Then, what were you thinking about? You seemed as though you were a
thousand miles away."

 A slight blush touched Catherine's cheeks. "I was just thinking about this
truly amazing woman that I know."

 Arching her eyebrow, Natalie smirked. "An amazing woman, huh?"

 "Mm-hmm."

 "Should I be jealous?"

 "Oh, terribly," Catherine joked while feigning gravity as she led the way
up the stairs to their private deck. She chuckled softly with the feel of
Natalie wrapping her arms around her waist and hugging her lovingly.

 "You tell this mystery woman that you are taken." Natalie kissed her
girlfriend's ear then gave it a playful tug with her teeth.

 "Mm, yes Ma'am."

 Together, they entered their home. It took a moment for their eyes to
properly adjust to the lack of light within their living room which
overlooked their view of the waters. Tangled in one another's arms, they
made their way to the bedroom.

 Catherine heard the blanket falling to the floor. She knew what her lover
was thinking. I'll get it later, seemed to have been said, despite the fact
that her girlfriend had never uttered a word. She brought Natalie's hand to
her lips, kissing it gently before she left her lover to enter their
bedroom slightly ahead of the weary woman. The waiting bed was her target.
She moved the extra pillows to the chest at the end of the bed then set
about pulling back the covers.

 Natalie gave a sleepy smile. For a moment, she wondered if Catherine was
set on tucking her into bed. Her smile intensified. That was Catherine all
over. The young woman was extremely motherly in certain respects. She had
described her girlfriend to many people as being very nurturing. It was
something that had attracted her to Catherine, when they had first met. She
had immediately felt at ease with her and was easily comforted by her
presence. She knew that the feeling had been shared.

 The votive candles hanging on the wall in their home of an iron mount
embodying delicacy and artistry caught Natalie's attention. She went to
them, seeing that a few of the candles stored within the flower-shaped
glass holders needed to be replaced. Immediately, her hand went to the top
drawer of the dresser at her waist. She frowned curiously when she did not
see any extra candles. Her frowning brow soon smoothed as she remembered to
check the silver-plated brass box to her left. It was one of many small
trinkets that topped the dresser, but it was one of several stamps that
Catherine had made subconsciously made with arrival into this, their home.
She opened it carefully after taking a moment to allow her fingertips to
trace the large "C" engraved within its top. A smile dawned her lips.
There, just as she had suspected, were a few emergency candles. She knew
that by emergency candles she was not referring to the event of a storm
causing a blackout. An emergency to Catherine meant that she was in the
midst of a romantic night and the main supply of candles was out. That
would be her crisis. Her girlfriend lived by this all-encompassing creed
that everything was better by candlelight. Catherine could not sleep
without the soft light sending their shadows dancing across the walls.
Natalie fondly remembered the nights on which their shadows had merged into
one while they made love until the strength of both their bodies and the
small candles gave way to morning's light.

 Catherine stopped readying the bed to look upon her girlfriend with a
curious expression. She studied Natalie when each candle was lit one by
one. Hugging the pillow that she had been fluffing for her lover, she
smiled. "Is there anything about me that you don't know?" she asked softly.

 Natalie lit the last candle then shook the match held between finger and
thumb until its tiny flame was no more. She looked over her shoulder to the
young Latin woman smiling at her. Her expression was gentle as she
responded to the question. "There is a lot about you that I still don't
know, but I am looking forward to learning all I can."

 Intrigued, Catherine placed the pillow on its place at the head of the
bed. "Like what?"

 Removing her sweater, Natalie felt the air once again kiss her bare
skin. "Like why you giggle in your sleep?"

 A gentle flush touched Catherine's cheeks. "I do not giggle in my sleep,"
she said, emphasizing each word.

 Tossing the sweater onto the floor, Natalie smiled. "Oh, yes you do." She
unbuttoned her jeans sliding them down her legs. "And you look so cute when
you do it, too," she teased. "You get this little expression and--- "

 "Shut up, Nat," Catherine laughed, throwing a spare pillow at her lover
playfully. "I do not!"

 Natalie caught the pillow with ease, then allowed it to fall to the
floor. She smiled gently at her girlfriend while walking to the bed and
unfastening the clasp of her bra. Her voice changed from its previous
teasing tone to a more sincere level. "I love all those little things that
you do... like when you fidget with your ring when you are nervous... the
way your eyes tear up with a song... or the way your eyes light up when I
come home. I especially love that last one."

 Catherine turned her back to the bed and her lover with the feeling of her
face blushing hotly. It was true. Her heart filled to such extent with
Natalie's arrival that it was awe-inspiring. How could someone else have
such power over another? It didn't always have to be her lover coming home
from work, either. It could be something as simple as her girlfriend
speaking to other friends at a friendly get-together and returning back to
the room where Catherine was reminiscing with her friends. Natalie just
seemed to bring this smile to her face that threatened to take over her
entire face. The smile was unstoppable and would not be ignored.
Catherine's friends were constantly teasing her about it, deeming it the
Infamous Hanger Mouth. It could be the affectionate way that Natalie said
her name that would make her eyes come alight. There was so much that would
fill Catherine's heart with utter joy, but when she really thought about
it, when she truly tried to sum it all up into words, truth be told, it was
just Natalie. No fuss, no hidden reasons that could explain her
happiness... it was all Natalie. It didn't matter what they were doing or
why. Natalie just embodied euphoria. Natalie was her every dream made
flesh.

 "My eyes don't light up," Catherine said softly. She heard Natalie laugh
under her breath. Glancing over her shoulder, she winked before removing
her black turtle-neck. Her deep brown eyes soaked in the sight of soft
light warming her lover's naked body as Natalie slipped beneath the sheets
into their bed. A happy sigh escaped her lips which did not go unnoticed by
the chestnut-haired woman resting her head against the pillow.

 Natalie smiled sleepily at her girlfriend. She raised the sheets,
welcoming Catherine to join her while revealing her naked body in all its
splendor to intent brown eyes. "Come to bed, lover."

 The sight of Catherine removing her black bra then reaching down to slip
off her jeans which was then followed by the removal of sexy black panties
was definitely going to be fodder for thought, Natalie told herself. The
caramel skin emphasized by the shadows cast due to the candles would tempt
her dreams. She felt the bed dip with her lover's entrance. It was not long
before her skin felt the heat of her lover against it. Her thighs were
parted by a gentle movement of Catherine's knee. The muscle coming to rest
against her most intimate places threatened to override her need for sleep
if it dared to move, but it did not. Instead, she found herself contented
by the fact that she was now blissfully tangled with Catherine's body and
presence. Their legs, their arms were embracing each other tenderly. She
soon found her battle with sleep too much. Her eyes closed peacefully and
she thought she might have felt a kiss to her head before she slipped into
a nice sleep which would no doubt be accompanied by vivid dreaming.

 A loud clap of thunder caused Natalie to wake from what had been a
contented sleep. She turned her head slightly to see the clock on the
nightstand to her right. Twelve-thirty in the afternoon and she knew that
after her latest strenuous working hours, she should still be sleeping.
There was no way that she could go on this little sleep. Turning her head
to her left, she expected to see a beautiful sleeping face beside her.
Instead, her brown eyes followed the curvy line of white sheets which had
molded dangerously to the line of smooth legs curving up into the erotic
slope of a hip.

 Catherine had moved to lie in the direction which would give her the most
candlelight as she turned through the pages of her magazine. She was always
so very careful not to make a sound while leafing through anything she was
reading when Natalie was sleeping even though she knew there was no chance
in hell that it could wake her lover.

 Rolling onto her side, Natalie draped her arm over those caramel legs in a
slightly sleep-deprived and uncoordinated effort. She pulled her body
against her lover's with a subtle moan leaving her lips. "Find anything you
like?" she asked with a yawn.

 Smiling, Catherine looked to the head of the bed. "Baby, I thought you
were asleep." She leaned forward granting a kiss to the legs in front of
her. "And in answer to your question... yes, I did."

 "Tell me," Natalie said as she pulled the sheets away just enough to
expose Catherine's legs to mid-thigh.

 "Answer this for me first, my love. Red, black, or gray?"

 "For what?" Natalie allowed her nails to run along those soft legs,
tracing along the curve of them then beginning the entire process again.
She heard the magazine make a tiny sound of protest as it was held up for
her to see. A smile touched her lips as she took in the new Victoria's
Secret catalog. "Why not buy them all?"

 Catherine smirked mischievously. "Oo, I love it, when you talk dirty to
me," she teased.

 A broad smile touched Natalie's lips. "Oh, yeah, I'm a sweet-talker,
alright. Listen to this... 'shopping spree.' "

  "Oh, you just hit my G spot with that one."

 Natalie laughed happily while her girlfriend playfully winked and blew her
a kiss. "Who knew shopping could be so exciting?"

 "Honestly, baby," Catherine said with a bit more sincerity within her
voice. "Which do you like more?"

 "I get to pick, huh?" Natalie joked while kissing over Catherine's ankles.

 "Yes, anything you want."

 "Well, honestly...."

 "Yes?"

 "I love what you are wearing right now."

 Catherine smirked. "Our sheet?"

 "Well, actually I was thinking more about this gorgeous skin of yours."
Natalie's kisses slowed while her lips moved higher along the woman's legs
inching steadily toward Catherine's knees.

 Biting down on her bottom lip, Catherine tried not to become too
impassioned by her lover's kiss. Natalie was still on the precious edge
between both the waking world and dream. It would be very easy for Natalie
to return to sleeping tranquilly. Then again, she knew that if she
encouraged her girlfriend this could easily turn into one of their
afternoon lovemaking sessions. Although her desire to be with her lover was
cresting, she knew how badly Natalie needed to be resting now.

 "Baby---" Catherine started gently.

 Natalie's teeth raked over the knee in front of her now while her hands
smoothed over a lean calf muscle. "Mm-hmm ..."

 "Have you listened to the storm? Isn't it amazing? Just listen to how
peaceful that is."

 Brown eyes shifted from her lover's legs to the dreamy expression on her
Catherine's face as the Latin woman stared out the windows. The candlelight
cast a warm glow to their surroundings bathing them in soft light. Natalie
listened to the rain filling the air with its soothing song. Her lashes
suddenly felt as though they weighed so much. When a gentle hummed song
drifted into her ears, she frowned just slightly. "No fair, Cat," she
yawned suddenly feeling the sleep she so desperately needed.

 Catherine felt a cheek rest against her leg. Sleepy kisses were given to
her skin while she continued to hum soothingly. She moved her hand to
lightly scratch at her girlfriend's legs in a very tension-relieving
manner.

 "I know what you are doing, Catherine," Natalie mumbled barely above a
whisper. "I will not go to sleep alone. Now, either you come up here with
me or... I'll just think of other ways to tear you away from your
magazine."

 Smiling beautifully, Catherine closed her magazine. She nodded slowly,
feeling her girlfriend's eyes upon her. Gently, she allowed the magazine to
fall to the ground. She pulled back the sheets causing a smirk to touch
Natalie's lips. Her dark brown eyes feasted on Natalie's body making it
perfectly clear what she intended to do to this woman, whom she treasured
above all others.

 A soft moan slipped past Natalie's lips as she felt warm hands brushing
against her inner thighs parting her legs in the hopes of admittance. She
opened her hips feeling the mouth growing closer to her in its tormenting
slowness. A kiss against her intimate lips so gentle that she scarcely
believed it had actually taken place inspired the tightening within her
muscles. The hands which she always loved to feel upon her, massaged at her
contracting thighs relieving their tension. She breathed deeply at the
moment of contact between her innermost recesses and the yielding flesh of
full breasts crushing against her. A warm cheek pressing itself against the
smooth skin of her stomach made her smile. She lovingly wrapped her legs
around Catherine while the young woman embraced her waist in unison. Her
fingers smoothed long dark hair, feeling the strands tickle her naked
skin. A contented sigh left her lips. It was not long at all before she
gave in to sleep... and dream.

 When light brown eyes opened once again, the clock staring back at her was
completely devoid of expression. She frowned as she tried to process within
her sleep-filled mind what had happened. Her arm reached behind her,
half-expecting to feel a pillow instead of her lover. She was pleasantly
surprised by the body that pulled closer against her own.

 "Lover," she started softly. "What happened to all the power?"

 Wrapping her arm around Natalie, Catherine held her girlfriend gently. She
brushed away the lengthy chestnut hair draping over Natalie's neck, sending
it spilling to the pillow. Her lips lightly kissed at her lover's warm neck
and shoulder while she answered the young woman. "The power went out not
too long after you fell asleep. I think we might have enough candles to get
us through the night. What do you think, my love? Do we have enough
candles?"

 Natalie laughed softly while baring her neck to her girlfriend in the
hopes that the kisses would continue. "Oh, someone told me once that you
can never have enough candles."

 The lips smiling against her skin warmed Natalie's being. She listened to
the sarcasm-filled voice speaking gently against her ear. "Oh, this person
sounds kind of crazy to me."

 Natalie was eased lovingly onto her back. She reached upward to caress a
soft cheek. Her smile intensified as her hand was kissed sweetly. "Oh, she
is crazy, but I love her so I pretend not to notice."

 "Well, that is nice of you to ignore her eccentricities like that, baby."
Catherine moved her body gently atop her lover's as Natalie moved the
sheets which were separating them to grant the contact between her body and
her girlfriend's. The feeling of cool fabric lightly touched down upon her
back when the sheets lazily floated down onto their bodies then molded to
their unified forms.

 Natalie's eyes followed the traveling of her hands as she sought to review
every inch of the arms supporting this woman above her. She took in the
contrast in their hued skin, noting the way that her walks on the beach had
kissed her skin while her lover's skin was bronzed by a different element,
that of ethnicity. With her fingers' every touch, her hands' every caress,
she thought about how much she truly treasured this woman, her lover, her
friend. Brown eyes looked up to meet deep brown eyes which smiled down on
her.

 "I love you, too," Catherine whispered, recognizing that reflective
countenance which could never be seen more clearly than it was in the
vessels where it seemed to be housed, originating most prominently within
those expressive light brown eyes.

 Tilting her head with a soft smile, Natalie bathed in Catherine's adoring
gaze. "You know what I am thinking, huh?" She laughed under her breath with
the slow nod given in response. "Well then, smarty, what am I thinking,
now?"

 Catherine offered a mischievous grin then settled her weight onto her
elbows, feeling more of her body pressing down against Natalie. With the
fingertip of her left index finger, she traced a letter along the skin of
her girlfriend's stomach.

 Natalie struggled not to squirm while deciphering the letters being
written slowly over her skin. "K," she whispered after the first letter.
"I." She waited for the next letter. "S." A broad smile touched her lips as
she knew where this was going. She feigned ignorance despite it, in the
hopes that this wonderful moment of touching would continue. "S. M. E."
She stared deeply into Catherine's eyes, knowing precisely what they were
asking of her. That had been exactly what she was thinking, although how
Catherine knew was beyond her. "Kiss me," she recited.

 Smiling, Catherine leaned forward. Her lips stopped a mere breadth away
from Natalie's soft waiting lips.

 Natalie felt her lover's nail tracing with enticing slowness over her
hip. She instantly recognized it as a question mark. Her mind reeled at the
possibilities of where her lover might kiss her. She experienced with an
acute sensitivity the feel of Catherine's body sliding up the length of her
own, bringing Catherine's lips to her forehead.

 "Here?" Catherine asked before lovingly kissing her girlfriend's forehead
and hair.

 This tender attention was certainly a wonderful way to wake up, Natalie
thought as she smiled and shook her head. "Lower, lover. Lower."

 Catherine nodded then lowered her kisses to her girlfriend's lashes.
"Here?" The soft flutter of lengthy lashes tickled her lips.

 "Lower," Natalie instructed in a voice equaling the gentleness which her
hands displayed as they moved over the muscles easily felt in their flexed
state while her lover's back was arched so wonderfully.

 Her lips brushed over Natalie's nose causing her girlfriend to chuckle.
Catherine listened to the instruction for her descent, feeling it inspire
her heart to race just a bit faster. She licked her lips in anticipation of
the kiss which was to come.

 Natalie raised her head from the comfort of the pillow, needing to feel
her girlfriend's mouth against her own. She released a soft groan when the
lips passed her mouth finding their home against her jaw. "Baby," she
sighed as the lips moved steadily lower, now charting over the length of
her neck, making their way to her collar bone.

 "Not there?" Catherine asked as she kissed over the soft slope where the
chest meets the fullness of a firm breast. "What about here?"

 The warm tip of her girlfriend's tongue circling her nipple caused a
gentle purring to escape from somewhere deep within Natalie's throat. She
brushed her fingers through dark hair pulling her lover's mouth closer to
her breast. The hands slipping beneath her felt so nice. Their splayed
fingers rested against her shoulder blades pulling her chest greedily
toward a hungry mouth. Her legs parted with Catherine's subtle insistence.
She bent her legs at the knees, bringing them up along her lover's hips,
where they formed an odd sort of tent over Catherine's lower half.

 Catherine released the nipple captured so lovingly within her mouth. She
kissed along the underside of her girlfriend's breast, smiling as Natalie
reacted to the feel of her teeth raking over that sensitive and often
forgotten part of the breast. Moving her attention to the valley between
those cherished mounds of flesh, she kissed a lengthy line up and down the
breast bone. Her lips returned to the path of ascent. Then her tongue slid
happily up the length of her lover's neck, where it curled after reaching a
proud chin. She playfully bit at the chin then took possession of the lips
waiting for her. A moan was swallowed after it mingled beautifully with her
own. She whispered her girlfriend's name against those sweet lips while
Natalie ground her hips so wonderfully against her own. Her mouth followed
the same path that it had taken to get to those glorious lips then merged
to the breast left unattended.

 Natalie gasped with a slight jerk. Her hands tightened their hold of
Catherine's head, silently insisting and eagerly encouraging her lover to
devour her entire body, itself, if she liked. Her mind thought that there
might be worse ways to go than to have your lover consume you whole.

 "Or here?," Natalie heard while her girlfriend disappeared beneath the
sheets.

 One hand trailed with torturous slowness down her stomach, but Natalie's
attention was centered more on the hand kneading skillfully at her right
breast. Just as it seemed that the touch might leave her, she gripped
tightly to a delicate wrist. She noted the level of heat coming from her
own hand as well as the slight dampness that was steadily misting her every
inch. With a determined tug, she guided the palm back to its former
position, feeling her nipple stab zealously into its warmth. Her head
turned to nuzzle into the soft pillow while her eyes closed. She relished
the thumb manipulating her breast's erected center. Her breathing began to
hasten just a bit, feeling that the simple act of breathing was just a bit
more difficult with the glorious weight of her lover's arm draped over her.

 The lips steadily moving lower down the length of her abdomen caused
Natalie to angle her hips upward. A chin grazing her clit found her lips
parting in a low groan of pleasure. "There, baby. There!"

 "Here?" Catherine's voice had been slightly muffled by the fact that she
was completely submerged under the cool sheets, her voice reverberating off
the intimate slope of this glorious vessel of creation, a mere breadth away
from her lips which were suddenly parched for a taste of the juices she saw
lightly glistening over soft folds.

 "Yes," Natalie found herself saying more in encouragement to the mouth
softly kissing over her sensitivity with the same gentleness and slow ease
that it freely demonstrated against her own mouth only moments before.

 As the sound of Catherine moaning against her filled her senses, Natalie
suddenly became overwhelmed by a desire to see her lover, knowing how much
pleasure her girlfriend derived in the opportunity of pleasing her lover.
She knew that to Catherine the act of making love could almost be more
intimate than being made love to. She wanted to see her this way, to see
their passions merging together.

 Catherine felt a slight shiver race up and down her spine caused by the
current of cool air suddenly bathing her skin as the sheet was forcibly
pulled away revealing her actions to her girlfriend's waiting eyes. She
knew that just as Natalie's eyes fixed on what she was doing, the two
sensations of both, touch and sight, were joining together. Her fingertips
had only started to apply pressure to those moistened inner lips, parting
them to expose silky recesses. Unable to wait any longer, she slid her
tongue over the length of that satiny skin, feeling the shudder traveling
through Natalie passing through the very tip of her tongue and into her own
body where it centered mercilessly at the apex of her legs causing her own
juices to increase.

 Natalie inhaled sharply behind clenched teeth. Sex was heavy in the air
making it oh so very palatable. Her hand tightened its hold on her lover's
wrist. The seductive pinching and subtle pulling at her nipple caused her
to moan and then bring those busy fingers to her lips. She kissed lovingly
over them at first then found her teeth raking over the fingertips and her
tongue charting along their length. Again, the scents of arousal merging in
the air inspired her senses. She could almost taste her lover in the air. A
sudden wish that Catherine's juices had been on the fingers now resting
against her lips caused a shudder to pass through her. Her light brown eyes
widened with an aroused gasp as those fingers left her lips and slid down
the slope of her side where they ventured with dramatic slowness, done
merely for her watchful gaze, between Catherine's legs. A moan left her
lips at the sight of those fingers entering deep within her girlfriend.
When the fingers withdrew, now covered in slick gloss, she immediately
brought them to her waiting mouth tasting Catherine for the first time this
evening.

 Catherine shivered violently with the feel of Natalie's tongue parting her
two essence-covered fingers, slipping between them in the hopes that not
one drop would be missed. She waited for Natalie to lovingly insert those
two fingers into her mouth before she eased herself inside of her
girlfriend in perfect unison.

 "Oh, God!" Natalie found herself crying against Catherine's hand. She
struggled to catch her breath, swallowing hard when the lips which had been
working so wonderfully at her folds moved upward capturing her clit into
them. The tongue circling around the nub was driving her closer to that
edge along with the fingers pushing deeper within her.

 "Cat," she breathed in a throaty voice. Natalie parted her legs more,
desperately trying to allow her lover more access. "Deeper. More!"

 The juices slicking her face doubled. Catherine relished every second of
it. She could almost sense how close Natalie was now. She added a third
finger, feeling the verbal encouragement ripple through her body. If her
girlfriend uttered her name with any more love in it, she might give in to
tears, she was certain of it. She pushed harder, feeling inner walls grip
her fingers tightly in the hopes that they might pull her in deeper. Her
tongue began swirling around the clit which she had been nursing at. She
pushed harder against the skin surrounding it with the tip of her tongue,
feeling it tickle those nerve-endings around it furthering her lover's
state. She kissed the swollen clit once more then traveled down to the lips
where she sucked first one then the other all the while her fingers matched
Natalie's thrusting hips.

 Natalie moaned with the feel of those fingers inside her suddenly angling
upward within her. She griped tightly to Catherine forcing her mouth to fit
more against her shivering pussy after feeling the sudden attention
returning to a clit beginning with a teasing flick. Her juices leaving her
so freely surprised her a bit in their intensity as climax hit her
mercilessly. The first wave seemed to be at an end and she hoped to catch
her breath, but Catherine pushed harder inside her manipulating her clit
with her thumb while her lips sought to have all of the reward, being given
so freely into her girlfriend's waiting mouth. Her tightened hold of her
lover had lessened, although it was by no will of her own. She simply no
longer had the strength to hold on. Her shaking slowly began to release her
after some immeasurable time had passed. She opened her eyes slowly,
looking down to Catherine, who lay with her head resting against her
stomach arms hugging her waist.

 "I love you," Natalie whispered still struggling to come down.

 Catherine pushed up from the bed, sitting comfortably between her lover's
legs. She gently took Natalie's hands into her own and pulled the beautiful
woman to her. A soft purr left her lips when just as she had hoped, Natalie
sat up on her lap, wrapping her legs around her waist, pressing her chest
tightly to her cheek and hugging her neck and shoulders. She kissed over
the chest in front of her whispering her feelings to her girlfriend.

 "I love you, too, Nat, so very much."

 Natalie looked down on the woman beneath her. Light brown eyes misted just
a bit. She cupped the face staring up at her, then brought a soft mouth to
her own. The taste of herself was clearly anointing Catherine's skin. She
allowed her tongue to chart lazily through Catherine's mouth, feeling her
tongue caress her girlfriend's with that same unhurried manner. When her
lover backed away to stare into her eyes with a smile, she studied those
dark brown eyes curiously. They were trying to tell her something. Her
smile intensified in this moment of realization. She covered Catherine's
mouth with her own, suddenly needing to have them connected once again.

 "Welcome home, Natalie," she thought to herself while guiding Catherine to
lean back.

 Continuing to kiss, the lovers prepared themselves for a very long evening
of lovemaking. And now... it was Catherine's turn.

 To be continued...


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