CHAPTER 13

Callie felt Arizona's presence before the blonde came into view.

And when she did come into view, they simply looked at each other for what felt like a few long minutes. Callie who was lying on the couch didn't dare move, but kept her eyes fixed on Arizona. On Arizona's eyes. On Arizona's lips.

"Callie…" Arizona said with a voice that almost betrayed her and turned into a raspy croak.

Callie pushed herself up on her elbows. It hit her suddenly and with great force why the blonde was there, and without breaking eye contact said "Arizona, don't..."

It was only a halfhearted plea, and there was no way Arizona could hold back any more. She took two steps forward, crawled onto the couch, and straddled Callie's legs. The latina didn't – was not able to – protests. Having Arizona that close felt good. Very good.

The blonde leaned down and let her lips hover over Callie's for a few seconds before she finally connected them in a soft kiss.

And Callie couldn't stop it. Couldn't hold back.

She opened her mouth slightly and let Arizona in while snaking a hand around the blonde's neck and into the soft, soft curls.

It felt like they had been molded to fit with each other. Nothing less.

Arizona leaned back and looked at Callie for a few seconds, her eyes dark with want and something Callie couldn't quite put her finger on. But she was sure it matched what her own eyes contained.

She touched the hem of Arizona's top, and then let her hands slip underneath the fabric and upwards to touch the blonde's breasts.

The feeling of the soft skin against her palms, made her hold her breath. Arizona's breathing was heavy with her touch, and her nipples hardened with the warmth of Callie's hands.

Arizona grabbed the hem of the top and pulled it off. She once again paused and looked at Callie who was now consumed with everything Arizona.

Callie pushed herself up and forward and feverishly kissed the blonde. As their tongues danced, Callie pushed her hand down the back of Arizona's shorts and grabbed her ass. It made Arizona moan into the kiss.

Callie let her tongue run down Arizona's neck and all the way down to her left nipple. She took it in her mouth and let the tip of her tongue run over it slowly. Softly.

Then she moved her hand to the front of Arizona's shorts, and slowly let her hand snake down to Arizona's core, the feeling making Arizona elicit a whimper. The blonde knew that Callie was now going to make her feel really good.

When Callie touched her clit, the latina was rewarded with yet another sexy whimper, and Arizona wrapped an arm around Callie's neck to get as close to the brunette as possible.

Callie slowly rubbed her clit, and Arizona moved her core forward in movements that were in sync with Callie's.

The pleasure rolled through the blonde in large waves. She'd fought it so hard. Falling for Callie. And now all she could feel was the latina and her very gentle yet firm touch.

"Callie...I need..."

She didn't have to say anything else. Callie read her like an open book, and swiftly pushed two fingers into her, causing the blonde to moan out loud. With that Arizona was gone. Her inner walls clenched around Callie's fingers, and she let her forehead drop to Callie's shoulder while panting out warm breath upon warm breath against Callie's skin.

They stayed like that for a minute or two, none of them moving an inch. And when Callie slowly pulled out of Arizona, the blonde almost couldn't bear the loss of having Callie that close.

Their eyes met. It turned on a fire in the blonde.

She pushed Callie back and lay down partly on top and partly next to the latina. She quickly found the hem of Callie's pyjamas pants, and roughly pushed her hand into them, desperate to touch Callie.

Callie's mouth opened slightly, and she closed her eyes.

Arizona's hand met a warm wetness that made her head spin, and when Callie started pushing upwards to add more pressure, Arizona's mind went blank. All she saw and felt was Callie.

The blonde started rubbing Callie's clit and their mouths met in deep fierce and wet kisses.

Something inside Callie made her think that maybe she should stop this. Get up. Walk out. But right that moment she didn't give a fuck. Because what Arizona was doing to her felt good. Everything felt good. It even felt right.

She forced her eyes to open slightly, and when she saw the look in Arizona's eyes, dark from want, she couldn't hold anything back any longer. She came. Without breaking eye contact with Arizona.

The orgasm was like a warm rolling feeling that swept away hesitation, fear, and doubt in one single wave.

As Callie's panting subsided they stayed where they were, facing each other, looking into each other's eyes.

None of them said anything.

Arizona's skin felt like it was going to catch fire as Callie let her fingers run lightly back and forth over her upper arm.

The feeling made her want to cry. Instead she moved close to Callie and fell asleep, trying to not think about what would happen now.