A Gentle Seduction
Okay, so I'm a tease, but you know how I hate writing love scenes and will do anything to put it off, but judging that we might be old and grey before they get there, I thought I'd better put you out of your misery and publish another chapter. Thanks for the diving advice, AL. (I will stick to tap dancing!!! lol.) :-D Thank you all for your wonderful reviews which I appreciate so much, though I would prefer the money. (bank details at bottom of page...) hee! hee! S&L xxx
Chapter 11
Joey slowly lowered herself down and her lips lightly brushed Charlie's. She looked deep into Charlie's eyes which had become dark with longing. Charlie lifted her head willing Joey to kiss her again. Joey's lips met Charlie's, but this time with more passion. Charlie's heart flipped in her chest as she wound her arms about Joey's neck pulling her closer still. Joey's heart beat rapidly as she felt Charlie's response to her love making. Their kiss became passionate and Joey's hand gently stroked Charlie's thigh.
Charlie never imagined that a touch or a kiss could ignite such a powerful feeling within her emotionally and physically. She never believed she could want another human being so badly and would have gladly traded with the devil to achieve her ends. All that was important now was Charlie, Joey and the stars.
Joey shook with the powerful emotion she was feeling. It had been long, too long since she had allowed herself to become close to anyone. She looked at Charlie, sweet, vulnerable, trusting Charlie, lying beneath her and suddenly her plan disintegrated into ashes.
Charlie was entering the most wonderful dream ever. Her natural modesty had fallen away like the rocks which had incarcerated her mind for so long until Joey rescued her from herself. She needed Joey and wanted to feel her physically, and by instinct, wrapped one leg high around Joey's thigh encouraging more physical contact. Joey's heart beat wildly at Charlie's movement. She took hold of Charlie's limb and stroked it, feeling it tighten about her.
Charlie's hand eased its way under the hem of Joey's t-shirt. She gasped as she felt the warm softness of Joey's skin beneath her fingers as they moved gently over Joey's stomach. Joey breathed in deeply as she felt Charlie's fingers exploring. She never dreamed that such a simple touch could evoke such powerful feelings within her. Her need to touch Charlie became overwhelming but she was cautious; not wishing to advance further than Charlie might be ready to. She contented herself by moving her hand over Charlie's cotton top instead and feeling the contours of her body. But to her delight, Charlie took Joey's hand and placed it beneath the material inviting Joey to explore properly and without hindrance.
Joey's hand found its way over Charlie's stomach and came to rest, momentarily on Charlie's breast. Her touch induced a moan of contentment from Charlie as she arched herself in an attempt to feel more of Joey touch. Even through the lace material of her support, Joey could feel Charlie's excitement as her peak hardened at her touch, powerfully arousing Joey. Her lips found Charlie's again and she fervently demonstrated her want and need of her. Her tongue touched Charlie's lips and Charlie willingly allowed Joey's entry; their tongues too, became lovers as they found the perfect partner in the other.
Charlie grasped the hem of Joey's t-shirt and clumsily pulled, trying to remove it from Joey's body. The garment was stubborn and refused to budge, but Joey, leaving Charlie's lips, hovered slightly above so Charlie might remove it at the next attempt. This time, the garment slipped off easily and was tossed lightly to one side. Joey still hovered above Charlie, looking down into her eyes for the first time since they'd kissed. Her breathing was heavy as Charlie's eyes silently begged Joey to return to her former task.
Joey hesitated; one word had been omitted prior to their explosion of physical feeling.
The word was 'love'.
Charlie began to worry that Joey was regretting what they'd started and her eyes anxiously begged Joey not to leave her.
"Joey?" She murmured.
"Charlie, I love you." Joey whispered, unable to keep her secret any longer.
Charlie's eyes turned from anxiety to pure happiness hearing the three little words. She gently caressed Joey's cheek with her hand and after a few moments, smiled and said,
"I love you, Joey, with all my heart."
Joey smiled broadly and Charlie pulled her down, once more onto her body, with such feelings as she was unable to explain.
Joey kissed Charlie again, her heart so full of passion and love; she feared she might die before expressing it to Charlie.
Charlie's hands wandered up Joey's spine, feeling each vertebra as she explored. At last she found the fabric of Joey's bra and she inserted one finger beneath the garment, feeling her softness. She inserted another finger which, travelled slightly, but found the journey restrictive. She had started something she knew she couldn't stop and without asking permission of her lover, unclasped the hooks at the back, freeing Joey of her support and granting Charlie access to more softness. Joey shook herself free of her bra, and waited as Charlie explored this new world. A little smile played across Joey's lips as she watched Charlie's childlike wonder. Charlie's fingers traced the outline of Joey's breast until she had enough confidence to cup it completely and enjoy its riches.
Suddenly, to Joey's surprise, Charlie extended her arms above her head as if in invitation to Joey to disrobe her. Joey understood and obeyed Charlie's wish and gently removed her top exposing Charlie's prettily incarcerated breasts. Joey leaned in and delicately kissed the softness over the top of Charlie's bra. Her touch made Charlie shiver with pleasure and arched her back, pleading for Joey to remove her support. Joey's hands moved under Charlie's back and unhooked the clasp and gently removed her bra. Her eyes were dazzled by Charlie's beauty, but not wishing to embarrass Charlie by a long, lingering look, took her lips back to Charlie's and gently moved her hand onto Charlie's now exposed breast, delighting in it softness.
Charlie broke away from Joey lips craving air. She panted, partly from the necessity of life and partly by arousal. Her whole body was on fire. She had never felt this way before and she prayed the feeling wouldn't end. She wanted Joey; she needed her. She had never been more certain of anything in her life.
Joey wanted to feel Charlie more than she'd ever wanted anyone before, but was frightened that Charlie might not want to go so far. She was delighted things had progressed as far as they had, but wondered if she should content herself with that. But as Charlie began to toy with the buttons on Joey's shorts, she instantly knew that Charlie wanted to take things further.
Charlie pushed Joey off and straddled her instead, surprising herself by her own boldness. All she wanted now was...she didn't know; she had no plan, but instinct guided her movements. Joey's shorts were unbuttoned and Charlie rolled the waist band down and found Joey's knickers. Her hand entered and she gently moved to Joey's buttocks, feeling the soft curve of her bottom.
Joey, felt for Charlie's shorts zip and slowly started to undo it. Her hand gently entered the gap and journeyed over the top of Charlie's knickers. She moved along and down, beneath Charlie. Joey heard her little gasp of pleasure which, set Joey aflame. She couldn't help but smile as Charlie captured her hand by squeezing her inner thighs together. With her other hand, she gently attempted to remove Charlie's shorts, which Charlie allowed by releasing her thigh-grip. Her knickers tagged along for the journey. Charlie took hold of Joey's shorts and wiggled them over her hips. Joey kicked them off.
Joey rolled Charlie over onto her back and nuzzled and kissed her way down from neck to breast. She kissed around one breast and caressed the other with her hand. Charlie was in ecstasy. Joey was so gentle and kind by not moving too quickly, in case she might panic. A lover had never pleased her so well. Joey's lips settled on Charlie's nipple and she slowly opened her moist mouth and covered its sweetness, exploring and caressing with her tongue. Charlie lost sight for a few moments as she was unable to focus on anything apart from Joey's touch. She ran her fingers through Joey's hair and breathed heavily. The touch of Joey's naked body was so erotic. She could feel herself shaking and experienced fluttering feelings deep inside, longing for Joey to release them.
At last, Joey left Charlie's breast and slipped her hand down over the tops of Charlie's thighs; teasing Charlie with her touch. Charlie moved her legs apart, inviting Joey to move closer. Joey stoked the inside of Charlie's thigh and was so close to her sensitive part, that Charlie gasped and thrust herself at Joey. Joey smiled to herself, secretly knowing that Charlie wanted her but still needed Charlie to express it. Permission was granted by a pleading eye and the words,
"I want you more than I've ever wanted anything."
Joey laid her fingers on Charlie and was enraptured by the intensity of feeling that Joey induced, as she made contact. She gently moved her fingers around until Charlie drew breath sharply and having found her sensitive spot, Joey intensified her touch. Charlie moved to and fro, in time with Joey's hand; never before had she wanted to share such intimacy with another living soul. Her previous lovers were cold, where Joey was warm, real and alive.
Joey found Charlie's lips and they kissed passionately; all Charlie's senses heightened and functioning as Joey took her from simmering to boiling point.
"Ugh!" Charlie cried, "Ugh!" and again, "Ugh" for the last time as a series of mind blowing throbs issued from within; her eyes closed tightly as she hung onto Joey's shoulders.
Joey had tears of emotion in her eyes; elated that she had moved Charlie to this place.
As Charlie's orgasm quietened, she began to open her eyes and to breathe again, though a little erratically. She still held fast to Joey's shoulders as they lay in the starry darkness.
Charlie didn't utter another sound. Joey pulled her closer and held her tightly; wondering how Charlie was feeling and what she might say. But Charlie remained quiet.
"Charlie?" Joey whispered nervously, fearing Charlie's silence was a bad sign.
Charlie shifted and drew away.