“This.” Rory rubbed a thumb over Gemma’s tight nipple, and Gemma gasped. “It’s more than sex, it’s more than fucking.”
“I know.” Gemma rolled over, so she was facing Rory. “I don’t have the words to express it right now Rory. I’m not like you, I’ve not been in a long-term relationship. I’ve never been engaged. I’m sort of flying blind here.”
A wave of love engulfed Rory and warmed her to her toes.
“I’ve never felt anything like this before.” Rory looked Gemma in the eyes, hoping to speak to her heart. “Anything I felt for Darcy pales compared to what I feel for you. So, I’m just as lost as you are in this. More so because at least you know ‘who’ you are. I’m still muddling through.”
“Doing pretty well so far.” Gemma kissed Rory gently on the lips before settling into her arms. Rory felt Gemma’s fingers explore her chest and relaxed into the touch as flickers of fire danced over her as Gemma’s fingertips caressed her.
“Okay?” Gemma checked in with her
“Mmm, very green.” Rory rolled onto her back and opened her body to Gemma. The smile that crossed Gemma’s face was blinding, and Rory loved that she was the reason Gemma was smiling.
“Can I kiss you?” Gemma asked shyly.
Rory was about to ask her what she meant, when a wandering hand to her clit answered her question.
“Um, not tonight, babe.” Her heart sank. She hated denying Gemma, but after the emotions of the day, she wasn’t ready to push her own boundaries.
“That’s fine.” Gemma kissed around the gentle swell of Rory’s breast. “Would you like to go to sleep or…” Gemma’s voice was light. A wave of desire crashed over Rory.
“I want to...” She struggled to say the word ‘come’. It was so alien to her talking about her desires and needs. Having a lover who was considerate of her body was a new and wonderful experience. Despite everything, she chuckled.
“Don’t you think it’s odd?” She brushed Gemma’s hair away from her face. “That I was your first female lover, I taught you about a woman’s body, and now here you are helping me overcome my insecurities.”
Gemma continued her caresses. “You were magnificent that night.” She bit her bottom lip, and Rory’s stomach flipped as her clit throbbed with need.
“You fucked me so well, it was hot and passionate.” Gemma raked her eyes over Rory’s naked chest. “I wouldn’t mind that again, you know.” She interlaced her fingers with Rory’s. “One night, just fucking me senseless. Taking me, devouring me. Just like you did then. You made me feel things I’d never felt before…or since.”
Rory gulped, the shame she had always felt about that night, about how dominant she had been, how hot and passionate they had been together. She now felt that shame melt away.
“I guess each of us had to go on a journey away to end up here.” She pushed Gemma back onto the bed and straddled her. “I want to fuck you again.” She kissed Gemma hard before adding. “But this time I will be here in the morning.”
29
GEMMA
For a split second, Gemma thought that her worst fears had come true as she felt the empty bed next to her, but then the whir of the Nespresso machine and the scent of coffee assured her that Rory wasn’t too far away. She burrowed her head back into the deliciously soft pillows. The sun was streaming in through the windows, and Gemma felt it on her face. She gently stretched her limbs, feeling the telltale signs of having been thoroughly fucked.
A warm body pressed into hers, and Gemma felt Rory's breasts squish into her back. She loved how comfortable Rory was becoming with her body around her. A warm mouth trailed kisses down Gemma's neck, and a firm hand pulled her hips into Rory's centre.
“Good morning.” Rory mumbled out between kisses.
“Hmm morning.”
Gemma rolled over and settled into Rory's arms. This would be a perfect way to wake up every day, she thought. To be in Rory's arms and face the day together. She pushed the thought away, but not as far as she thought she would.
“What’s the time?” She reached across Rory to tap her phone screen, only to yelp as Rory took advantage of her being draped over her to start a firmer, more intentional caress.
“Stop it.” She good-naturedly slapped Rory. “We have to face the grandmothers this morning, and it’s bad enough that we’re exhausted from getting too little sleep last night without you getting me going all over again.”
“So, a joint shower is out then?” Rory raised that eyebrow that made Gemma's stomach flip and her clit tighten.
Gemma rolled her eyes and groaned. “You are insatiable, woman!”
As soon as the words left her mouth, her lips stilled, and the air in the room stiffened. Gemma swallowed hard, but a lump the size of a tennis ball had lodged in her throat.
“Shit Rory, I, um…” She bit her lip and closed her eyes. Rory had frozen underneath her.
