Chapter 7
Dawn broke. Joey awoke to the sound of the clock tower bell striking six times. She glanced around her, for a few moments she was unsure where she was. Then she remembered. Mmmm! She looked at Charlie – she was still fast asleep and appeared angelic in the morning sun – she looked radiant. Joey slid herself closer to her lover, wrapping her arms gently around her, careful not to wake her. She rested her head back on her pillow, the sweet smell of Charlie's hair relaxed her, sending her back into slumber.
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Joey stirred again as she heard that clock bell that had awoken her a few hours earlier. She counted the eight strikes this time. Geez ... there's no need to wear a watch in this town, she mused!
She glanced at Charlie, who had her back to her, lying on her side. Her skin looked so perfect. She wanted to kiss it, to stroke it, but she didn't want to wake her. She needs her sleep!
Joey slid herself out of the bed quietly. She quickly devised a plan. She was going to shower, then go downstairs and see if the fridge had any food – if not she would go and buy some so that she could make breakfast. She realised that she hadn't even seen the kitchen of the house yet. They had not ventured that far. She lifted her small bag of toiletries, walked to the bathroom and slid back the solid glass shower door. She looked at the controls. They looked complicated. There were buttons for heat settings and pressure, and even a button for massage. Massage? What the hell? She wondered how something like that would work. Where the heck is the 'On' switch? She tried to decipher the buttons and switches on the panel, and eventually found the one she was looking for. The water came flooding out in powerful jets, but it was freezing. She shrieked, and moved to the edge of the shower where the water could not get her, then quickly put her hand over her mouth, realising her outburst. She hadn't meant to make a noise and she worried that she might have awoken Charlie.
After a few moments the water became warm – she stood underneath, allowing it to cascade down her back. It felt good against her. She took her soap from her bag, closed the shower door and began to wash. After a few moments her entire body was covered in soap bubbles. She loved the feel of them. They tickled her. The noise of the powerful jets of water almost drowned out the sound of the shower door being opened behind her. She flinched as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist.
"Charlie!" she exclaimed. Charlie had frightened her.
"Shhhh", Charlie whispered close to her ear, "I thought you might like some company."
Joey smiled at hearing those words, and she began to turn around to face her lover. Charlie stopped her. "Wait", she whispered, "don't move"
Joey was intrigued. Was she about to relive another one of Charlie's fantasies? She felt as though she was and it was obvious that Charlie had awoken in the same mood as she had been in just before falling asleep the night before!
Charlie caressed Joey's arms, moving her fingers downwards, towards Joey's wrists. She took the soap from Joey's hands and placed it on the holder. Then she grasped Joey by her wrists, raising her arms and placing her hands against the tiled wall in front of them. Joey could tell that Charlie wanted her to keep them there.
Joey felt her senses heightening instantly. She was beginning to see just how imaginative and inventive a lover Charlie was - and that thought aroused her.
Charlie slid her arms around Joey's waist once more, the warm water against her face, wetting her hair. She moved herself closer to Joey until their bodies met. Joey could feel the warmth of Charlie's wet skin against her, her breasts on her back, her hips against her buttocks. It felt amazing.
Charlie took the soap from the holder and placed it against Joey's tummy. She moved her hand in a delicate circle at first, the lather beginning to form on Joey's skin.
"Mmmm", said Joey - she knew she was going to enjoy this.
Charlie continued to lather Joey all across her petite tummy, before moving her hands upwards towards her breasts. Joey sighed! She was in bliss. She felt the urge to move her hands, to turn around and kiss her lover, but she daren't. Not only that, she was enjoying being submissive – and being dominated. It excited her - yet made her feel protected at the same time.
Charlie caressed Joey's breasts, massaging the lather into her skin. She kissed the back of her neck – then her shoulder. She was enjoying this as much as her lover was. Her own senses heightened – she felt passion rising in her. She had never felt this way about anyone before and she could not get enough of her.
She turned her attentions to Joey's back, caressing it, forming a lather which then flowed downwards – she massaged as she moved from one side across to the other. She took her actions further down, lathering her buttocks. Joey closed her eyes and breathed hard. She sighed.
Charlie slid her hands onto Joey's hips, and followed the curve of her pelvis forward and down. Her fingers rested between Joey's legs. She slid her hand downwards, taking Joey by the inner thigh, spreading her legs gently.
This posture seemed strangely familiar to Joey. "Err ... do I have the right to remain silent?", she said, "and anything I say or do may be used against me?"
Charlie burst into laughter. She hadn't intended to treat her lover like a suspect, but maybe subconsciously she associated the act of arrest with power - dominance – and maybe secretly she enjoyed it. She'd have to think more about that one later.
She leaned close to Joey's ear and said "If you remain silent through this ... I'll be very disappointed."
Joey giggled. Even during their steamiest moments together they never lost the ability to make one another laugh out loud - and they loved that about each other.
Charlie slowly raised one hand and placed it on top of Joey's, against the tiled wall. She pressed her palm hard against Joey's fingers, making sure she could not move them. Then, with her other hand, she stroked the inside of Joey's thigh gently, then moved her fingers upwards. Joey gasped out loud. It felt amazing to her! Charlie caressed her, water cascading over their entire bodies. They became even more aroused, consumed by a new hunger.
Joey's body began to shake as she writhed in reply to the sensations coursing through her, her hips moving back and forth in time with Charlie's motions. Charlie quickened her pace, her body moving in precise harmony with Joey's. They interacted together perfectly.
Joey's breathing shortened, Charlie kissed her neck and shoulders – her earlobe. It sent shivers right through her body as she neared the moment of orgasm. She yearned to reach behind her with her free hand and embrace Charlie, touch her - but she held back. Besides, she was enjoying being in the position that Charlie had put her in. It was incredible - sensual.
Charlie bit her shoulder gently. That was it! Joey could barely take any more – she felt herself about to reach the moment of ecstasy and she moaned loudly as it arrived. Her legs shook. She felt she needed to sit down – lie down – otherwise she might fall down. Charlie sensed her lover's sudden weakness and slid her arms around her waist, supporting her. She lay back against the shower door, allowing Joey to lie back against her. Joey began to regain her breath. She reached over and turned off the water. Her hands were now free to explore her lover's body and she didn't hesitate.
She spun around and pulled Charlie into her, their lips collided. They kissed one another hungrily – deeply. She touched Charlie's soft skin, caressing her all over. She was making up for lost time!
Their kisses became more tender, and lingering. They paused to gaze into one another's eyes and smiled. They could stay like that all day.
Charlie was the first to speak – and she was ready to tease her love again.
"Do you hear that noise?", she said, her eyes widened, stretching her neck to listen.
Joey did the same. She couldn't hear anything, except for dripping water.
"It's the sound of breakfast cooking", Charlie said, smiling cheekily.
Joey laughed. She hadn't forgotten her promise to Charlie from the night before.
She pulled Charlie even closer to her, their lips almost touching. "Well it would have been made long ago if you hadn't come in here and ... distracted me", she purred.
Charlie pretended a look of shock. "Oh ... so that's what I am! ... A distraction?"
Joey kissed her tenderly. "Yes...", she replied, raising her eyebrow, "... but a very lovely distraction."
To be continued ...
