This is the sequel to Suffer The Children and for this I have tried something a little different, but it still might make more sense if you've read STC first!. Our ladies have taken a trip out of their usual surroundings and are honeymooning in Vegas. Along the way, they're going to meet Sara Sidle and Catherine Willows and possibly others from the Las Vegas Crime Lab. As always, I don't own Jo Masters or Sam Nixon, I'm just borrowing them from Talkback Thames and similarly, I don't claim to own any of the characters from CSI, that honour belongs to Jerry Bruckheimer and his cronies. I'm not making any profit out of them and I promise to return them, hopefully safe and fulfilled to their rightful owners just as soon as they've finished having fun!
So if you like what you read, feel free to leave me a review and if you don't well I guess you'd be free to leave me a review too, I can take it on the chin!
My final warning is that this will involve graphic sexual relationships between some lovely ladies so if that's not your cup of tea or you're not old enough to be reading this or whatever, please exit via the emergency doors right now!
Now all that's out of the way, if you're sitting comfortably, then I'll begin:
Honeymoon in Vegas
"Are we going to do this properly? I mean do I have to carry you over the threshold of our room?" Jo grinned mischievously at Sam, pausing before the door to their hotel suite, keycard poised and ready to grant them entrance.
"I think it'd probably be safer for us both if we just walk in like normal people do!" The petite blonde reached for the card, sliding into the slot to be read before removing it again, pushing the handle down and opening the door. She gestured for Jo to enter, casually resting a hand on her wife's lower back as she sashayed past, feeling a thrill course through her body at the thought of being able to spend two weeks alone with Sam, with no distractions from work or from colleagues, friends and family. Ever since the start of their relationship, something had always interrupted their time together and whilst both women knew that would not change, they had been looking forward to spending this time together for months.
"Wow this is incredible!" Jo exclaimed breathlessly as she walked into the centre of the spacious, airy room, spinning around to face Sam with a beaming grin. "It looked nice in the brochure but this is… it's just… incredible!" The bubbly brunette found herself bordering on speechless, wondering not for the first time how she had come to be so lucky that she was spending her dream holiday with the most gorgeous woman on the planet. Sam took in the room in a single glance, sharing Jo's enthusiasm but it was the sight of her wife standing, an expression of such elation adorning her face, that made her pulse quicken and her breathing turn shallow.
"Let's investigate the quality of the beds on this side of the Atlantic shall we?" Sam purred in her customary husky growl, eyes darkening rapidly as her pupils dilated. The hunger in the petite blonde's expression provided a new focus for Jo's glee, her own eyes growing lustful as she watched Sam lean backwards on the door to close it. She stalked forwards, pinning the grinning Sam against the door.
"To hell with the bed!" Jo's lips descended on her wife's, swallowing down the feeble, half-hearted protests that the smaller woman offered. Sam felt her arousal flooding through her like a torrent, breaking the dam of her restraint and fuelling a burning desire to ravish the buxom brunette which had been simmering all through the long flight from London. Her nimble hands found their way inside Jo's flimsy vest top, caressing the twitching skin of her wife's stomach, feeling the thin sheen of sweat already gathering there.
Jo pressed Sam back against the door with her own body, feeling their curves mould together instinctively as she insinuated a thigh between the blonde's legs. She released Sam's mouth long enough to hiss her pleasure as she felt Sam's hands wandering none too gently over her skin, the muscles beneath her flesh leaping and contracting at the intimate contact. She shrugged out of the already unbuttoned white cotton shirt she had worn, reaching for the hem of the lime green vest top she had worn beneath it and tearing it off over her head hurriedly. Sam's mouth descended immediately on the newly revealed expanse of flesh, suckling and kissing at the smooth swell of Jo's breasts above the line of her bra, watching with satisfaction as her partner's nipples hardened instantly, straining against their thin cotton restraints. Jo rested her weight on her hands either side of Sam's head, bracing herself against the door as her legs trembled beneath Sam's oral assault. She looked down, the sight of Sam's head bent to her body spurring her into action. She lowered her own head, capturing the tender flesh of Sam's neck between her lips, lavishing it with attention, feeling the blonde head roll sideways to allow her better access. Sam began to push her groin down onto Jo's thigh, riding it eagerly as she sought the friction she desperately craved.
Jo hurriedly unbuttoned Sam's pale blue blouse, pushing the edges apart and cupping her breasts in her palms, squeezing them and brushing her thumbs across solid erect nipples, drawing a gasp of pleasure from her wife. She felt Sam's own hands busily unbuckling the belt holding Jo's tight black jeans around her slim waist. The brunette turned her own attention to Sam's lower half, unzipping the fastening of her cream trousers and slipping a hand inside, seeking out the welcoming wet heat between Sam's legs. She felt an intense bolt of electricity jolt through her as Sam's hands flew to her shoulders, leaning heavily on them for support. Knowing her lover well enough to know she could take no more teasing, Jo plunged two fingers deep inside Sam's core without further delay, curling them into her and stroking the hypersensitive ridge of flesh on their way out before pushing them back inside deeper than before. Sam raised one leg with Jo's help to rest on the taller woman's hip, granting her freer access as the wanton blonde shamelessly rode Jo's hand pumping in and out of her furiously. Jo watched Sam's face grow ever more flushed, eyes barely open and lips parted as her breath escaped in tiny gasps. She felt her own abdominal muscles contract at the sight before her, the wonder of being able to reduce an ordinarily coherent woman to a simpering puddle of liquid a more powerful aphrodisiac than any other she could imagine. Sam's hips bucked frantically, grinding out her pleasure and prolonging the contact of each of Jo's thrusts for as long as possible. Jo captured Sam's kiss swollen lips for another bone melting kiss just as she pressed her thumb down hard on Sam's aching clit, rubbing roughly in a circular motion and feeling Sam's whole body tense up. After only a few more seconds, Sam became rigid in Jo's arms, burying her head in the brunette's shoulder and allowing her ecstatic cries to be swallowed up by the naked flesh she found there. Jo kept her fingers entombed within Sam, the tight muscles clamped hard around them. As Sam regained her bearings somewhat, Jo took her by surprise, recommencing the pumping action she had stilled moments earlier, leaning down to capture one of Sam's nipples, still encased in her satin bra, between her teeth, rolling and teasing it. Sam whimpered, not sure if she could withstand another orgasm so soon after the first intense one but helpless in the face of Jo's renewed onslaught. Her head began to spin as she hyperventilated, her breath coming in short gasps, her blood pounding furiously through her veins. She lost all awareness of time and space, only seeing Jo, only feeling her fingers and mouth working her body meticulously as she sought to bring her to another earth-shattering climax and then she was aware of nothing but bliss as her body convulsed and her breath was stolen from her lungs.
Jo carried Sam to the bed, gently laying her on top of it, slightly concerned by the lack of response from her wife. She had come close on a few occasions, but never had she actually made a lover pass out during sex. She checked Sam's neck for a pulse, finding one thudding healthily, if still a little rapidly, beneath the smooth sweat-slicked skin. Jo struggled for a few moments, undressing Sam's uncooperative body before shedding her own remaining garments and climbing onto the bed beside her slumbering wife and cuddling up beside her. The brunette let out a sigh of relief as Sam stirred, turning onto her side and burrowing her head into the crook of Jo's shoulder. As her consciousness and her strength returned, Sam began to kiss the skin most easily accessible to her lips, along Jo's prominent collar-bone right the way from the shoulder she was huddled against to the hollow at the base of Jo's throat. She felt Jo's hand drift up to the back of her head, encouraging her higher. Sam needed no second invitation, pulling herself up to claim Jo's lips with her own, hands beginning to wander over Jo's gloriously naked body. As they broke the kiss, both in desperate need of air, Sam grinned at the woman she had pledged her life to.
"I think you might have just met your match given your promise on our wedding night. I don't think there's any way to beat that orgasm!" Jo's laugh was throaty, her face flushed as images of Sam in the throes of passion sprung to mind.
"But it will be fun trying!" she retorted kissing the tip of Sam's nose. "That's never happened before, I have to admit. Are you ok?" The two women shifted slightly, Jo pulling Sam's body most of the way on top of her and relishing in the feel of their flesh pressing against one another with no barriers.
"It's never happened to me before either but I'm fine. I might have to wait a while before I'm ready for round three but other than feeling weary, I've never been better." Sam traced a hand across Jo's hip, raising her knee slightly and pressing her thigh closer to the heat she could feel emanating from the apex of Jo's own legs, feeling the abundant moisture gathered there.
"Sam, you're exhausted, you should rest for a while." Jo muttered between clenched teeth as she fought to keep herself from reversing their positions and ravishing the body she couldn't seem to get enough of.
"Just have a bit of business to attend to, then I'll sleep." The blonde rejoined, her hand wandering inwards from the hip it had been caressing, her own juices mingling with Jo's as the brunette's hands clutched her pert buttocks pulling their groins closer together.
"Keep doing that and round three might come sooner than you think." Jo groaned, knowing she would be unable to hold back her desire for much longer. As much as she loved Sam touching her, she was currently gripped by an all consuming passion to bring her lover as much pleasure as was humanly possible.
"Uh-uh Mrs Masters-Nixon, now it's your turn. Unless you're too tired. If you want me to stop, just say the word?" Sam offered wondering if the journey had taken more out of Jo than she had claimed, knowing the flight had been long for them both, Sam fortunate enough to sleep for a while in the air.
"I'm not that tired, really. My whole body is on fire and aching for you so I somehow doubt sleep would be soon in coming if we stopped now. But we do have our whole lives ahead of us to enjoy this, it doesn't have to be everything right now. If you're that tired Sam, sleep a while." Jo admitted as she felt Sam's fingers tangle in her damp triangle of hair at the juncture of her thighs, gritting her teeth in anticipation of Sam's expert fingers reaching their goal.
"Mmm-hmm, we do have a long time ahead of us for this," Sam murmured dreamily, toying with Jo as she traced her outer lips, drawing back whenever Jo's hips aimed to rise off the bed and deepen the contact. "But you've had more experience so I guess that means I need all the practice I can get to perfect the art like you have and there's no time like the present to start." Sam teased her wife, lips hovering just above Jo's jaw, just out of reach. The blonde watched Jo swallow convulsively, trying to work some moisture back into her mouth but it seemed there was a drought in all but one area of her mutinous body.
"Sam…" She heard her name hissed out between gritted teeth as her fingertips dipped into the thick silky liquid seeping in copious amounts from Jo's core. She coated her fingers liberally with her lover's juices before plunging them deep inside the hot, tight opening, eliciting a sharp gasp from the woman writhing blissfully beneath her. Sam curled her fingers as Jo had taught her to do, seeking out that one elusive spot which would heighten the brunette's pleasure. After a few unsuccessful attempts, Sam had swiftly discovered its location and was already adept at finding it first time, this being no exception. As her fingertips drifted over the ridge of flesh, Jo's knee bent, bringing her thigh into contact with Sam's own throbbing centre. Both women inhaled deeply, restraint thrown to the wind in their eagerness to drive each other over the edge. Jo's hands kneaded Sam's buttocks as she guided her against her thigh, encouraging the blonde to ride it and pleasure herself even as she continued to stroke Jo's internal walls, her mouth descending onto Jo's breasts as she feasted hungrily on her lover. The combination of oral and physical stimulation brought Jo closer to her own orgasm. She felt muscles turning to rock, her hands leaving Sam's ass to clutch convulsively at the bedclothes beneath her. "Oh… ungh Sam… yeah…" Jo panted breathlessly, helpless beneath the other woman's ministrations. Sam gently massaged Jo's clit as she continued to drive her fingers deep inside her core and suckle on her sensitive nipples. Jo arched off the bed despite Sam's weight balanced mostly on top of her, bucking and crying out as her inner walls clamped down on Sam's fingers. The impish blonde allowed the muscles to loosen off before retrieving her fingers, deliberately licking them clean before Jo's cloudy eyes, her enjoyment obvious. Jo made a grab for the smaller woman but Sam used her advantage of pinning Jo down to outmanoeuvre her, slithering sensuously down her body until her head rested between Jo's thighs. Before the brunette could offer any resistance, Sam latched her mouth onto Jo's netherlips, drinking in every last drop of juice which flowed from her, pulling the oversensitive bundle of nerve endings into her mouth when she was sure Jo could stand no more teasing and sucking on it powerfully, grazing it with her teeth to ensure Jo was sent spiralling over the edge of another orgasm. Powerful thighs slammed shut around Sam's head and Jo felt the diminutive blonde smile against her centre, pleased with the results of her efforts. Jo's legs eased back as she regained control of her muscles, her body limp and drained of energy. Sam crawled back up the bed curling into her lover's side with a contented sigh.
"I do believe we're now even – for the moment at least!" Sam cast a self-satisfied smile in Jo's direction.
"Count yourself lucky my bones are now made of jelly, otherwise I'd make you pay for being such a smart-arse! Believe me, you'll get your just desserts later." Jo mumbled, moulding herself to Sam's body, marvelling as always at the feeling of belonging she found there.
"Ooooh promises, promises. Sounds to me like we'd better get underneath this duvet and get some sleep, I have a feeling we're going to need to replenish our energy for later." Sam guided Jo upright long enough to pull the covers back and slide them both into the welcoming warmth of the queen-sized bed. Neither woman needed much persuasion to succumb to their need for sleep, entwined in one another's arms and, for the moment, sated.