I Kissed Ya
Chapter 12
Charlie awoke in the middle of the night. She moved and felt a twinge of pain where she had been cramped on the little sofa. She tossed and turned for a while and then threw off the blanket; sitting upright. The moon was still bright, casting a soft glow over the caravan. Charlie rubbed her shoulder trying to bring back some life into it and quietly got up and walked over to a window, opposite. She looked out into the still of the night and sighed. Glancing around, she could see the edge of Joey's bed at the far end of the van. She sat down and leant her forehead again the cool glass window and sighed again. A silent tear fell from her eye and rolled down her cheek. She was in a caravan, sleeping on an uncomfortable sofa, in someone else's nightwear, with no chocolate and in love with someone who had a problem with decisiveness. Charlie had patience; in fact, she had lots of patience, but now was agitated and hurt by the person to whom she had gladly given her heart. Suddenly, a little movement in the room made her jump and look round. Joey stood before her.
"Charlie, I can't bear that I've hurt you and that you hate me for it! Please don't hate me!" Joey pleaded, falling to her knees in front of Charlie and taking her hands.
Charlie sighed.
"I don't hate you, Joey. I'm just confused! I have such a strong feeling for you and just when I think you might feel the same way, you say something which completely bemuses me! Please don't toy with me. I'm not that strong." Charlie said; her eyes filling with tears.
"Charlie, I'm not toying with you. I feel too much for you to ever do that. I just need you to be patient with me!"
"I told you this afternoon that I would go as slowly as you like, but I'm only human, Joey and if there's a chance you might swan off with this Amy person again, I would rather you told me now so I can go off and lick my wounds before you completely destroy me!"
Joey stared at Charlie still gripping her hands.
"Charlie, I promise you, I will never go off with Amy or anyone else. My feelings for you are too strong! I answered you honestly when I said I didn't know what my feelings for Amy were and I still don't! I spent so long being told what to feel, that now, I just don't know. But with you, Charlie, you make me feel warm and alive inside! You are kind and considerate; you make me feel important, as if I really do matter. You make me feel - loved."
Charlie closed her eyes and sighed. She wanted to believe Joey's words but twice, within the space of a few days, Joey had accepted her love and then pushed it away. She hung her head and tears dripped from her eyes.
"Oh Charlie!" Joey cried, scooping Charlie into her arms and cradling her. "Please don't cry!" She croaked, through her own tears.
Charlie raised her head and looked into Joey's glistening brown eyes.
"Will we forever be tormenting each other like this?" Charlie asked quietly.
"No Charlie, because you aren't the one with issues, it's me!" Joey explained hastily. "But I am addressing them and if you will be a little patient with me, I will overcome! I promise you!"
Charlie looked into Joey pleading eyes, begging for her life, and felt her own heart melt before her.
"Charlie." Joey said, standing up and pulling Charlie with her. "Please love me. Love me now!" She said, taking Charlie's hand and leading her into the bedroom.
***
They stood holding each other's hands in the moonlight. Charlie feeling frightened and Joey needing to be loved. Joey released one of Charlie's hands and placed it to the side of her neck; Charlie immediately succumbing to Joey's touch leaning into her hand. Joey pulled Charlie nearer; their mouths almost touching. Charlie wound her free hand around Joey's waist; feeling her bare flesh where her top and shorts didn't quite meet. It was soft and warm and she moved her hand slowly but cautiously.
"Charlie." Joey breathed against Charlie's mouth.
Charlie could hold back no longer. She pulled Joey close and kissed her fervently demonstrating her desires and Joey, equally as desirous, began to tear Charlie's night clothes away from her body; her hands wanting nothing more than Charlie's nakedness against her own flesh.
Charlie kissed Joey's neck and lifted her top over her head and threw it onto the bed; her hands sweeping over Joey's ribs and up onto her breasts; hearing a soft gasp from Joey as she felt Charlie's touch against her skin. Joey fell back onto the bed and Charlie lowered herself over Joey, looking deep into her brown eyes; her pupils, large and black and pleading with Charlie to envelop her in the love and security she craved.
Joey moved over to one side and Charlie lay flat on her back. Joey rolled over and on top and kissed along her collar bone and down to her smooth shoulders; her hands covering Charlie's breasts and massaging them gently.
Charlie could feel the intensity of Joey's touch against her skin. But was Joey doing this for the right reasons? Perhaps she felt she had to prove something to Charlie, just to keep her near. Charlie suddenly felt anxious and wondered if to stop Joey before she went too far.
Joey, for the first time in her life, was free! She wasn't restricted as she had been on other occasions; Charlie was giving her this freedom, but also the love she craved and this heightened her passion, even more as her tongue found Charlie's breast and massaged it's nipple, greedily.
"Joey, don't if you... " Charlie breathed as she enjoyed the sensuous feel of Joey on her. "Don't if you're not ready."
"Charlie, I want and need you." Joey signed, leaving Charlie's breast and finding her lips again.
Joey uttered these words with such fervour that Charlie was left in no doubt of Joey's feelings and silently surrendered to her own. She covered Joey's breast with her palm and felt Joey's response as she thrust herself against Charlie's thigh.
Joey felt the intense heat building up inside and ached for Charlie to ease it. Charlie's hand slid down Joey's side and over her buttocks and she took hold of the damp flesh, digging her finger nails in deeply and making Joey gasp even more. Joey thrust herself once again at Charlie until she moved to where Joey needed her; her touch evoking a dramatic cry from Joey's lips as she began to enjoy the enthralling sensations of Charlie's arousal. Her body moved in rhythm with Charlie's touch and her heart thudded as she felt Charlie's love wash over her, healing her from within. Her body tensed and then shuddered as the thundering release rushed from her and she cried out in pure happiness and relief. Charlie continued her gentle movement against Joey until she calmed and kissed her lips lovingly until Joey was still.
Tears filled Joey's eyes as she lay in Charlie's arms; the tears falling onto Charlie's skin, like raindrops. Charlie looked at Joey with concern and gently wiped the tears with her finger tips.
"Joey?" She whispered.
Joey sobbed against Charlie's breast and Charlie held her tight; not asking for explanations but hoping that somehow, Joey had found herself, at last.
***
The girls awoke to a bright sunny morning. The birds twittered merrily outside and the smell of someone else's breakfast cooking in a neighbouring caravan, evoked rumbles from their stomachs.
"Are you awake, Senior Constable?" Joey whispered against Charlie's ear.
"Mmm."
"Do you want some breakfast?"
"Mmm."
"Is this all you have to say to me?"
"Mmm."
"What if I tell you it's ten thirty and you're late for work?"
"What!" Charlie cried as she sat bolt upright.
Joey giggled and kissed Charlie's cheek.
"Don't panic. It's only six thirty." She whispered.
"Ugh!" Charlie cried and flopped back onto the messy bed.
She opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling of the caravan. Joey leaned over and smoothed her tousled hair. Charlie smiled up into Joey's eyes.
"Charlie. I think I've fallen head over heels in love with you!" Joey said suddenly.
Charlie smiled and touched Joey's face with her finger tips.
"Thank you for telling me, Joey. I was the one who was frightened last night. I wasn't sure what was going on in that pretty head of yours, but now, I feel as if we are the same person." She said, gently pulling Joey's head nearer and capturing her lips. "I'm so in love with you too. Or at least I would be if you'd give me some breakfast!" She said, with a grin.
Joey smiled broadly and jumped from their warm bed with vigour. Charlie watched Joey; enjoying her pretty curves and the way her long hair hung to the front of one shoulder and to the back of the other. Then, she froze as she heard Joey's shriek of alarm.
Miles, who had been walking a few yards from Joey's caravan, saw movement and looked up. He gave Joey a cheery wave and promptly tumbled over, seeing Joey standing naked before the caravan window. Joey shrieked, dived for cover and blushed all over.
"What is it!" Charlie cried as she jumped out of bed just in time to see Miles picking himself off the ground; his shoulders and legs gyrating alarmingly.
Charlie ducked and giggled as she appreciated the comical tableau which had just played out.
"Oh my God!" Joey cried. "How can I ever look Miles in the face again?"
"I think you might find it will be Miles who will have the problem looking you in the face again, sweetheart!" Charlie said, closing the caravan curtains.
She helped Joey off the floor and took her in her arms; still laughing and said,
"Oh God! I wish I'd have had a camera!"
