You love teasing her. It's hard, though. You're been wanting to be with her for days, it's really getting to that point where you can't control yourself. The brief caresses you just exchanged were enough to get you so wet. You know the moment you get your hands on her, you'll be in bed for hours.
You check yourself in the mirror. The bikini looks good. She'll like it, you smile to yourself.
You spot two available sun loungers. A bartender approaches you while do your hair in a ponytail. It's so long now, it's getting on your nerves. But Susan has a thing for it and has begged you not to get it cut. How can you say no to her?
You order a coke for you and a margarita for Susan. You know she avoids drinking when she's with you. You find it very sweet.
Finally she arrives "I should kill you, you know?".
You choke on your coke when you see her bikini - a very skimpy bikini. She drags her lounger closer to yours.
"That bikini is obscene…" you whisper. The top almost only covers her nipples, you obviously can't stop looking at her breasts.
She smirks at you "I knew you would love it", takes a long sip at her drink. "Mmm… My favorite drink, that was nice of you… for a change" She looks at you over her sunglasses.
"This is torture…" you just can't stop looking at the side of her left breast that shows when she lifts her arm.
"You should enjoy the sun, Abby. Not look at my tits…" she slurs.
You sigh.
After a while, she stands up. You can't stop looking at that ass swinging away as she reaches the pool. You're not the only one, all the men are checking her out too.
But they don't know how soft her skin is…
You decide to join Susan. You swim towards her "Attention seeker! Everyone was looking at your ass and you loved it…".
She runs her foot along your calf "You know it was just for you… Didn't you like it?".
You look around, reassuring yourself that no one's looking "You should always wear thongs…".
"What, like at work?" she teases.
"Yeah, under your lab coat!".
You look at Susan for like the millionth time. She's on her stomach, that sexy ass right next to you. You don't know if it's the sun, the abstinence or purely the fact that she's just hot but you can't hold it any longer. You feel yourself throbbing just from looking at her…
"Susan?".
She opens an eye "Huh?".
"Let's go inside…".
"I'm tanning…".
"I want to fuck you…" you say bluntly.
She props herself on her elbows "How do I know it's not just one of your tricks?".
"You won…" you give her a little smile.
She gets up, puts on her bathrobe, you do the same.
In the elevator, you two share knowing smiles. It gets pretty cramped, you feel Susan pressed against your back. Her hand on the small of your back, going up and down. You smile at the nice old lady who's right by your side. She's grabbing your ass… no one seems to have noticed. You just close your eyes and take a deep breath. You feel all sticky between your legs.
When you reach your floor, you two walk without saying a word. As soon as you enter your room, Susan pins you against the door and opens your bathrobe, tosses it away, you do the same to hers. She runs her hands along your sides, touching the underside of your breasts with her fingertips and sliding back down till your hipbone. You kiss her urgently, your hands grasping her buns. You direct her towards the bed and you gently push her onto it.
"Just let me look at you…" you smile at her, while caressing her stomach. She shivers. "You're so sexy…", you straddle her, kiss her neck, her jaw line. You reach her lips and she opens them inviting you in. Your tongue searches for hers, you swipe the underside of it, Susan moans.
She rolls you both, you wrap your legs around her waist, she's smiling at you "You go first…". She takes off your bikini top and starts sucking your breasts so hard, until your nipples stand erect and you feel yourself getting wetter and wetter. She slips a hand inside your panties and smiles at you when she reaches your womanhood "You're so wet… you want it bad, huh?".
You just nod, biting your lower lip, trying not to moan too loud. She's giving you firm strokes, but not hard enough to make you come. She stops to remove your bikini panties, peels them slowly, always looking at you. She kisses your right leg from your toe to your groin, caresses the insides of both thighs, your heart is pounding so fast, she must be hearing it. "There are so many things I'd like to do to you right now… What do you want?", her voice even huskier than usual.
"I need your tongue…" you almost whisper.
She comes closer, looks you in the eyes, brushes your lips teasingly, "Sounds like a plan".
When she goes down on you, you really have to hold it not to pass out. It's been almost two weeks since you had, literally, the pleasure and it feels even better than you remembered.
You don't know how she does it, her tongue feels like a tornado on your clitoris, you feel the heat rising from the back of your spine to the inside of your navel, you know you're close. She licks you slowly from the end of your lips until the tip of your clit, and then does the reverse way with the slick underside of her tongue, then sucks you hard. You grip her head and grind yourself against her mouth, she licks you even faster and yes, yes, yes… the orgasm flows through you like a wave of fire and you scream "Fuck, Susan! Oh my… Yes, don't stop!".
And she doesn't… while you recover from the intense orgasm, she's still giving you slow licks, while caressing your breasts. You pull her up, her lips are swollen from pleasuring you. You kiss her softly, you're still out of breath "…you're amazing…".
She leans her head against your chest, her hand absently caressing your right breast. You pat her hair, still breathing hard.
You feel really tired, but you want to please her too. You lay her on her back, take one of her breasts out of the bikini top "Did I ever mentioned that I could spend the rest of my life celebrating the perfection of your breasts?".
She lets out one of her trademark giggles, you can't stop looking at those perfect teeth, her delicious mouth… you run your index along her lower lip, she bites it.
You decide to undress her, she arches her back so you can remove her panties. When you see her all shaved and soft like that you just want to taste her forever. That's what you do, you run you tongue along her sex, she whimpers a bit, and you feel her pulling you up "I want to be close to you, kiss you…".
"Your wish is my command" you smile at her, you stroke her face, she closes her eyes, feeling your touch.
You rub your sex against hers, nice and slowly. She moans out loud, you lick her neck, bite her earlobe, swirl your tongue in her ear. Susan trembles "Oh, Abby… you're so good…".
You lift your leg a bit to reach a better angle, your pelvic bone is thrusting against her clitoris… she's so wet and excited, you feel her throbbing. She's really sexy and feeling her writhing under you is really turning you on again. She has her hands on your ass pulling you against her, you kiss her hard, she moans against your lips…
You feel so lucky to have this beautiful woman in your life. You rub against her harder and harder, until you both come loudly, your voices echoing in the room.
You lie next to her, face to face. She tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, caresses you cheek… "Wow…".
"Yeah…", you're still out of breath, you drape an arm around her waist, she comes closer.
You spend the rest of the afternoon in each other's arms. Susan calls room service and orders ice-cream. Which ends up all over you and becomes an excuse to make out again.
You're both curled up when Susan says "We'd better get ready…" while kissing your shoulder.
"… for what?"
"Dinner, remember? It's almost 7.30…".
Oh, yeah, dinner with Paul-the-ex-boyfriend. Now, there's something you're really looking forward to. You face her "I don't think I'm going…".
She looks disappointed "Abby… you said you would…".
"I know but… I don't want to be there when he starts flirting with you. Really, it upsets me…".
She nods "You're not gonna be grumpy again?".
You kiss her "Have fun. Well, do not have fun! Have a nice meal".
She looks at you sadly "Can I come over later?".
"Do you really need to ask?", you give her one last kiss.
You walk her to the door, "What am I going to say to Paul? He invited you, too…".
"He won't miss me, I'm sure… Tell him I'm recovering from a terrific fuck session…".
She comes closer "Was great, wasn't it?".
You pull her to a long, passionate kiss so she doesn't forget you. "Now go…".
You close the door and go back to bed. You can still feel her around, her smell, her hands on you.
You light a cigarette, that's what's been missing: your post-coital smoke. You take a long puff in. Since you're with her, you almost stopped smoking. Now you only have a few cigarettes a day. She says you should kiss her, instead. And you do, a lot. Except when you're working on different shifts and you go to the ambulance bay and light a cigarette while you think about her.
Because she's constantly on your mind. Like now. Maybe you should have gone with her. You trust her but… you're so scared of losing her. Sometimes you think she's gonna wake up one day and realize this is wrong and leave you. You've had dreams where you try to reach her, but she runs away from you. You don't tell her about these dreams.
After a long bath, you order dinner and switch the TV on. You choose one of those bad reality shows that you two love to watch together. But you can't stop thinking about what she's doing right now.
You think you love her. It's too soon, you know that, but that constant need to be around her, to hold her, to just look into her eyes must mean something.
Or maybe it's just because it's something completely new and you both will wake up one day and go your separate ways.
You realize you don't remember what else happened since you two got together… kind of scary.
You check the clock, she's probably still having dinner. You look at the brochures they gave you about the conference. Opening session's tomorrow at 9 AM. You set your alarm, think about what you're gonna wear.
You're watching some bad movie. One guy gets shot and goes to hospital. The trauma room looks so much cleaner than those you have at County. The actors don't know how to hold a retractor.
You light another cigarette, go to the window, watch that beautiful full moon.
You see Susan and Paul in the garden. She's laughing. They stop walking but keep talking. It feels like you're spying on them, but you can't move. He comes closer and kisses her. It seems like you're watching it in slow motion. You feel anger building up, you realize you're sweating. You can't really see her reaction because he's in front of her. But when he goes for another kiss she pushes him away, he grabs her arm but she goes away, leaves him there.
You feel so, so relieved. You feel your heart warming your chest, which is impossible, but heck.
Five minutes later, she's knocking at your door. She looks even more beautiful, you smile at her and hug her.
"I saw Paul kissing you" you admit.
Her eyes widen in shock "Huh, Abby… that's not…".
"Shush… I saw everything…" you hold her hand.
She nods "What does it tell you?".
You didn't expect that question. She lifts your chin, looks you in the eye for a moment.
"I love you, Abby. And I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize us".
You could die right now "Say it again…".
She smiles at you so sweetly, you think she's even blushing… "I love you…".
"I love you, too…" you whisper back… Eyes closed, you find her lips for what starts like a chaste kiss but escalates to one of those kisses that rises one's temperature. You only stop kissing when you feel something cold on your cheek. Susan's crying.
"Oh… baby…" you kiss her cheek, wiping her tears away.
"I'm such a wimp…" she chuckles between tears. "I know it's too early, but I know what I'm feeling…".
You hold her face in your hands "I know…" you kiss her and lead her to your bed.
That night you rediscover all her curves again. You don't have sex, you make love. Your eyes always locked with hers, you let your hands reach her and she copies all your moves. You're overwhelmed by her beauty, lit by the moonlight her hair shines like gold and those green eyes seem fluid.
When you enter her, she lets out a loud gasp and pulls you closer, her breasts cushioning yours. She does the same and slides two fingers in you. You settle for three fingers each and just watch each other, until both of you come so strongly and you have to rest your head on her shoulder and close your eyes.
The last thing you feel before falling asleep is her hand patting the nape of your neck.