Sorry for the late update, but it was my birthday on Saturday so I went out with friends, letting them spend the night and after that one of them got me sick so I've been extremely tired the past few days. Waking up late is basicaly the summary of my existance as of late, but I stayed up to get this into the computer and upload it for you faithful readers (3:30 a.m.). Hope you enjoy! Oh, and sorry it's so short. :)
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Sara's right arm was draped loosely over Catherine's stomach as they slept through the fading in sunlight. The drapes were partially opened to reveal the soon-to-be bold sun's rays and the house was quiet for a change. Catherine was most certainly glad Lindsey stayed at a friend's house for a birthday party and sleepover seeing as how their crescendos could wake the slumbering people of Greece.
Sara's right leg was brushed up between Catherine's bent and hugging legs, tangled in the thin ivy green sheets of Catherine's bed. Not stirring but adjusting herself, Sara nuzzled further into Catherine's neck letting her lips graze the red head's soft skin and pulling Catherine into the perfect mold of their bodies.
"Mm," Catherine let a smile creep across her face keeping her eyes closed. She seemed about ready to wake and surely against Sara's deepest wishes. "Sara?"
The taller of the two sighed into Catherine's neck and planted an easy kiss close to her shoulder. She was far from ready to get up and start her day and she was not about to show signs of anything different.
"Hm," Sara responded with delay.
"I think we should get out of bed," Catherine's eyes were still shut though she was now lightly running her thumb over the back of Sara's draped right hand.
"No, w shouldn't. We should never leave this bed," Sara began to pout knowing well that it would only be evident in her voice.
Catherine laughed lightly into her pillow and enjoyed the feeling of a still and naked Sara pressed against her own bare flesh. She had forgotten how long she had wanted to feel the way she did at that very moment and how long she hoped she could have Sara to herself outside of her dreams. Now that she was in the brilliant brunette's arms she was truly happy and silently agreed she and Sara should never have to get out of her bed, but she knew that wasn't a possibility.
"Lindsey said she'd be home by eleven," Catherine informed Sara, hoping that would get Sara to start moving.
"And it's only seven thirty now. I say we sleep for another hour at least and then deal with the day."
"How did you know it was seven thirty," Catherine laughed.
"What time is it then, Cath?"
"It's seven thirty, but if you're still sleeping as best as you can right now…how could you have known?"
"Well…Sara propped herself up on her elbow and forearm. "How did you know what time it is?"
Sara opened her eyes before forcing Catherine on her back. Catherine opened her eyes with a smile and a giggle as she took in the sight of a delighted and extremely exposed Sara.
"Cath, I know you like what you see…so why don't you stop fantasizing and do it," Sara grinned before leaning down to Catherine's lips before she captured them passionately.
Catherine moaned into the kiss, smiling at the scenario. She grabbed bundles of Sara's thick brunette hair in her fists when Sara pulled away. Not letting the younger woman retreat, Catherine crashed her lips back onto Sara's and immediately begged for her tongue's entrance. As the shorter woman though, Sara couldn't deny the taste that awaited her oncec she accepted.
Sara ran her hand from Catherine's right shoulder gently down her bicep, past her angled elbow from holding Sara's hair, sliding down Catherine's side and finally resting it on her hip. She used her right hand, barely tucked under the pillow and parallel to Catherine's left shoulder, to hold her up before officially straddling the older woman.
"Damn," Catherine practically whispered with a grin stretched ear to ear.
"Like that," Sara asked, grinning equally as wicked as Catherine.
"Yeah…I swear, Sara, I get so high off your kisses alone.
Sara giggled at a seductive tone replaying, "Wait until we go at it again. I'm sure you'll love it even more when I've got three pleasing fingers inside you."
"Shit, Sara, make me cum right now, why don't you," Catherine half panted.
"I thought you'd never ask," she suspiciously raised her eyebrow.
"I'll see you later, Janna," Lindsey called back to her friend in the minivan as she reached the front door. "Bye, Mrs. Bishop!"
"Bye, Lindsey. Tell your mom I said hi."
Their smiles were genuine and they seemed very close. It was as if they had bonded though every time Lindsey had seen Mrs. Bishop, she was there to spend time with her best friend Jenna and not her mother. They had plenty of fun together, though. The three of them had been getting closer with each visit.
Jenna and her mother didn't appear too bothered by the fact Mr. Bishop worked a lot and rarely made even a cameo appearance so Lindsey found it to be insignificant, but when he did happen to swing by she greeted him politely as did the rest of the family. He was a nice guy and Lindsey knew what it was like to have a parent constantly out of the house.
Lindsey unlocked the front door and waved goodbye to the Bishop's as they drove off, knowing Lindsey had gotten in safely. The smell of strawberry pancakes, bacon, waffles, sausage, and French toast filled the air the second Lindsey took a single step inside.
"Whoa, it smells like a breakfast explosion."
The smile Catherine noted on Lindsey's surprised and excited face made Catherine warm inside, causing her to smile back before she felt Sara's hand rest on top of hers. When she looked at the beaming brunette, she flashed her pearly whites, raised Sara's hand to her mouth, and gave the bottom of her palm a loving peck.
"When will all this amazing food be ready?"
"It's done now, Linds. If you want something it's all on the table over there," Catherine pointed to the cozy, quaint dining room table across from the bar she stood gleaming behind.
"Awesome, but…aren't you two going to eat something?"
Lindsey pulled up a chair after grabbing a plate and some silverware, looking back at the preoccupied-with-each-other couple. The tiny blonde cleared her throat for the attention and when se received it, she corrected her posture and allowed a small smile to dance on her face.
"Oh, um, I'm sorry, Linds, what were you saying," Sara questioned, stepping out o the Catherine fog those crystal blue eyes had created.
Lindsey only laughed and not too reluctantly repeated her question. "Are you guys going to have any?"
"Yeah, in a bit, sweetie," Catherine answered, coming out from around the bar.
Lindsey smiled and shot her hand at the plate of plump waffles. Catherine shook her head and attempted to stifle a laugh as she settled in the chair beside Sara.
"Oh, mom, can we go swimming later," Lindsey took a break from stuffing her face.
"You can…but…Sara doesn't have her bathing suit with her," Catherine smiled, but seemed a bit disappointed.
"You can slips into your old suit and Sara could borrow your new one," Lindsey excitedly suggested.
"I don't think I'd fit, Linds. I'm not exactly your mom's size."
"Sure you are. I know you've got slightly wider hips and broad shoulders with a little more around the thighs, but you'd only have to squeeze a little."
Her smile was cute and sincere, making Sara smile and Catherine fall in love with the brunette all over again.
"Fine, but only if Catherine doesn't mind," Sara smiled at Lindsey then turned to watch Catherine's reaction.
"No, it's okay, but I don't think you'll like my choice in swimwear."
Sara grinned when she noticed Catherine blushing and leaned in so her lips brushed Catherine's ear. The corners of her lips curled before she whispered, "I don't care what it looks like. If we play our cards right and maybe get Lindsey to stay in the pool longer than us I won't be wearing it for long."
Catherine slowly closed her eyes and her breathing hitched. She was thankful Sara blocked Lindsey's view of her uncontrollably, inevitable, and embarrassing reaction.
Catherine moaned, but she was quiet enough that only Sara heard. She leaned into Sara, begging for her tender touch that drove her so insane she figured she would eventually en up in a mental institution.
Sara purred and gently grazed Catherine's thigh, knowing her body's position protected her movements from the youngest of the group's sight. She knew well what it would do to Catherine, especially after her confession before Sara made the red head scream so loud and so often, she predicted Catherine would lose her voice.
Sara heard Catherine's moan grow louder and longer which meant she needed to stop their charade before Lindsey harassingly teased them and saw and heard things she should not. She pulled away still devilishly grinning and got down from the stool, heading over to Lindsey at the kitchen table.
"So…will go swimming," Lindsey asked after crunching down half a piece of bacon.
"Yeah, but I'm going to have some of this delicious food, avoid the bacon and sausage at all costs and then head upstairs to squeeze into your mom's suit."
Sara inwardly grinned like the Grinch Who Stole Christmas and entertained the thought of Catherine in a skimpy bikini, working on untying her own top from the front. She sauntered with a sweet smile and dropped her bikini top to the floor before biting her bottom lip, closing the space between her and Sara.
"Damn," Sara gasped.
"I'm going to take that as a 'God, Cat, you're so fucking sexy'," Catherine put on her pleading tone.
Sara's eyes relaxed shut as Catherine soothed over Sara's shoulders, biceps and took Sara's hands gently into her own. Catherine grinned at Sara's expression and brushed her lips against Sara's before pressing their lips passionately and pinning the taller woman against the wall of the bedroom beside the room door.
"Say it," Sara exhaled sharply when they briefly pulled away from each other for air.
Catherine giggled then purred what Sara wanted to hear, "I need you, Sara."
"Where do you need me?"
"Right now," she stepped on her tip-toes, "I need you inside me."
Satisfied with the flaming images and feeling immensely entertained she focused back on Lindsey and the food that patiently waited for the brunette's teeth and taste buds.
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