When Camino had finally arrived with Maite to her apartment in Paris she had remarked how the place seemed definitively Maite. It was of course situated amongst the artistic circles of Paris, it was clean, spacious and the living area had plenty of light and was of course filled with canvases and sculptures of various sizes that Maite had created. Not that they had spent much time in there yet, because in those first few days of being together in Paris they had dedicated most of their time to another room, the bedroom.

That's where the couple were at the moment, they had been at each other as if they were newlyweds lately, barely leaving the bedroom they now shared except to eat a little and use the lavatory. They had both been undressed more than dressed in those first few days, but they were determined to use the sexual freedom they now had to thoroughly enjoy each other's bodies, even if it meant the small bedroom was now starting to stink of sex.

They had already made love once that morning, Maite had woken Camino by laying kisses all the way down her spine, making Camino feel like every nerve ending was on fire, her tongue so close to her backside that it would have been obscene had it not been so erotic, then Maite had slipped her fingers into her sopping wet centre and fucked her from behind whilst straddling a leg and grinding her own wet sex against Camino until they both came. They had never done it like that before, but they were both excited about all the new positions they could try that when the desire overtook them, they would just dive right into whatever felt good.

Camino had fallen back to sleep a little while afterwards, it was still early, and they had already been very energetic that day. Maite had lain next to her for a time watching her sleep, marvelling at the sight of her beautiful lover and the simple fact that they could now share a bed. After a short while her fingers felt a familiar twitch and she had a sudden urge to capture this moment on canvas. She had fetched her sketchbook and was now sat with it propped against her knees, sketching the beautiful sleeping girl beside her.
It felt good for her to draw again, it was so ingrained into her personality that she could never be away from a canvas for too long without her fingers itching to paint, suffice to say her fingers had been inside Camino more than they had been on a paintbrush as of late, not that that was a bad thing of course.

To say thatMaites artwork in the past few months had had a theme would have been an understatement, there was only one thing on her mind at all times and that was Camino. Maite had no doubt about Caminos talents as a painter, but just in case the world never knew her as an artist then they would know her as Maites muse, they would know her as the beauty that adorned nearly every canvas that Maite had touched recently.

It was always a joy to draw Camino, Maite still thought of that girl as her gift and even as she simply slept next to her right then she looked like the most beautiful thing in the world. She was lying on her front, hands under her head, hair loose, lips slightly swollen from being kissed so much and her back naked down to the waist where the sheets had gathered. It would have been a shame not to capture this moment, it would have been a waste of a true beauty.

As she drew her sleeping lover, Maite took pausefor a moment, thinking about everything that had happened for them to finally be together. Even though Camino was now happily by her side she could never forget the day she left her in Acacias, her cries had still rung in her ears for weeks afterwards and she had felt like a coward for leaving the way she did, but everything had gone so wrong so fast that she barely had a choice in anything that happened.

She could also never forget how it felt to see Camino again after so many months apart. She knew from her letters that life had been cruel to her and as soon as Maite had seen her again she knew that Camino wasn't the same girl she had left in Acacias. It was obvious she had grown up somewhat, but that wasn't surprising considering what she had been through, her lover had left her, she had been forced to marry a man she didn't love and then keep his terrible secret, and now she was barely an adult and already a widow.

It only took one kiss from Camino for Maite to know that however much life had changed her, Camino was still her Camino, and after that they came together like they had never been apart.

It was obvious though that Camino was still carrying a heavy burden due to her husbands death and after their reconciliation Maite found herself holding a weeping Camino in her arms as she unloaded all the guilt and turmoil she had inside onto Maite.

"It was my fault he killed himself" she had cried, referring to Ildefonso. "I betrayed him. He trusted me to keep his secret and I didn't. How could I do that to him?"

Maite knew very well the pain she was going through, she had felt all the same guilt after Ángela had taken her life, and it hurt her soul to see her girl go through this, she had never wanted Camino to know the pain of losing someone like that.

"I didn't love him, but I did care for him" Camino said, releasing herself from Maites embrace and facing her. "I hurt him and he didn't deserve that. It was all my fault Maite."

Maite had always had mixed feelings towards Ildefonso, she disagreed with his political ideals and his stance on war, but he was a good man inside and she knew how it felt to love Camino so she could never hate him. However, she did hate how much he had hurt Camino at the end of it all.

"It's good that you cared for him" Maite told her, delicately wiping away her tears with her fingers "But you have to forgive yourself for what happened. He lied to you."

Camino looked at Maite like she was going to scold her, despite everything that had happened between her and Ildefonso she still couldn't bear to hear a bad word against him. And besides, she could hardly call herself innocent in the whole situation could she, wasn't she also keeping a secret from him?

Maite continued

"He was a good man, I have no doubt about that, and I know he cared deeply about you Camino, but he was keeping a terrible secret from you" she said. "How long could he have kept something like that hidden? He could never have given you children or even a normal marriage, he must have known that you would have eventually realised what was wrong with him."

Camino sniffled sadly, remembering how she had tried to get Ildefonso to make her his wife even though it felt like a betrayal to Maite.

"You couldn't have known he would do what he did in the end" Maite told her, looking her in the eyes. "Who knows what was going through his mind."

Camino still look unconvinced, and it hurt Maite to see the tears in her eyes.

"You have to forgive him for what he did, and then you have to forgive yourself." Maite told her, "It was a tragedy, but it wasn't your fault Camino."

Camino nodded sadly; it was obvious she still wasn't convinced but she was trying her best to relieve herself of some of the guilt.

"Mi dulce niña" Maite said, kissing her softly and holding her gently against her chest, which Camino rested her head on like a child seeking mothers' comfort. She closed her eyes, just trying to enjoy the feel of this closeness again when Maite said something that made her look up at her like she was crazy.

"And now I need you to forgive me Camino." Maite said, "I need you to forgive me for leaving. I told you that I didn't leave Acacias out of cowardice, but I did. You see, being in prison made me fearful and I didn't want that to happen to you, I couldn't bear the thought of you being locked away too. But it meant I had to abandon you here and I shouldn't have, I should have been braver, I should have fought for us, I left you alone here to face everything and that wasn't fair to you."

Maites own eyes were tearing up as she finished her confession, and Camino thought it was ridiculous that Maite felt at fault for anything that had happened. In all of this Camino had never blamed Maite for leaving the way she did, she only blamed the people responsible for putting her in prison and forcing her to flee to Paris.

Camino simply pressed her lips to the older womans again and told her in truth. "I never blamed you Maite. But I'll forgive you if you need me too."

Maite was brought back into the moment by Camino waking up for the second time that morning, she stirred gently beside the older woman and woke to find Maite with her sketchbook in hand. She stretched and smiled sleepily up at her as she recognised that look of concentration, that artists look that she had missed so dearly in all those months apart. She rested her head against the pillow as she observed her lover.

"I've missed watching you work" Camino said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "I haven't seen you do that in a long time."

"Well, you're proving to be a very beautiful distraction my sweet girl" Maite admitted as she looked down at her, knowing that most of their time together lately had been spent right there in that bed.

Camino might have been offended at the idea that she was a mere distraction to Maite if she hadn't known Maite enjoyed her body just as much as she enjoyed hers, so at that comment she looked up at her lover with a sly smile, knowing exactly how intimate she had gotten with Maites genitalia lately.
One of the things she loved most about Maite and the relationship they had was the ease at which they could throw jibes at each other whilst knowing when the other was just being a tease,
it was the give and take of their relationship that made it work so well, that's why Camino felt free to sling a barb right back at her at that moment.

"I thought you liked being distracted by me?" she said with a smirk. "Isn't that why I've seen more of your cunt than your face these last few days?"

"Camino!" Maite exclaimed, shocked by the use of such language from her innocent little mouth, but Camino looked completely unashamed of herself. In fact, she was more than proud of her new sexual abilitiesas she had discovered the one thing she liked better than being pleasured by Maite was using her own mouth to pleasure her in return.

The older woman had of course taught the younger girl all about cunnilingus and she had gleefully found that Camino wasn't just talented with her fingers but with her mouth too, and letting Camino explore her with her lips and tongue between her legs had been one of the most enjoyable experiences of her life. She even found it strangely erotic to see Camino wipe her own mouth off after that most intimate act, there was something about knowing that her essence was all over her lovers mouth that she found arousing, even tasting herself on Caminos lips afterwards was alluring, something that could have been repugnant to her if it had been anyone else but Camino who had just pleasured her so well.

Camino raised herself up from the bed and kissed Maites lips, subtly slipping the sketchbook out of her lovers hands and placing it on the bedside table without even breaking off the kiss, and when Maite felt her hands cupping her face and the kiss deepening she knew what Camino wanted.

"¿Qué?" she teased, as Camino lips slipped down to her neck and shoulders "¿Quieres mas?"

"Mmm hmm" Camino mumbled, her mouth never leaving her lovers skin. And Maite made a mock sound of exhaustion, as if to say she had already had enough for the day.

Camino wasn't done with her yet for that morning though, she needed to be satisfied by Maite all over again. "Don't deny me" she whined, "I'm still wet from earlier."

"You'll wear me out, you shameless girl" Maite teased again, but Camino just huffed and slipped her legs over Maites, settling herself into her lap and wrapping her arms around her lovers neck and looking at her seriously.

"Savour this moment Maite" she said to her "We don't have to hide anymore, we're finally together and we're free, and now we even have some money to relax a little bit, don't we? Let's enjoy this time together while we can."

Maite looked at her young lover and considered her words, what she had said about having money was true, ever since Maite had finally gotten her share of earnings from her last exhibition in Spain and Camino herself had finally accepted her inheritance, the two of them had a little money in hand so that they could live comfortably for a while.

"Tienes razón" she said, pressing her lips to hers once more.

"Now put your fingers inside me, please" Camino practically demanded.

"Oh well, since you asked so politely." Maite jibed before giving in and slipping her fingers into that wet spot between her legs.

Maite would always be in love with that sweet innocent girl she met in Acacias, but there was something about this new sexually confident Camino that was very appealing to her as well. This was something new they had both discovered after Maites return to Spain, Caminos insatiable appetite for sex. It wasn't surprising to either of them though as she hadn't felt any sexual intimacy since Maite had been taken from her and Ildefonso had never even touched her. Not that he ever could have satisfied her like Maite had done even if he were equipped to do it, but even before she knew about his injury she had tried in vain to get him to be intimate with her and it had only left her more sexually frustrated than before.

It was Maite who had awoken her sexual desires, before that her only experience with sex had been taken from her with violence and it had left her broken. Maite was the one who showed her that sex could be gentle and good and pure, and when she had left she had taken away the very thing Camino craved. She had tried to make the best of it in her marriage to Ildefonso, but he wouldn't and he couldn't ever give her what she wanted.

And now that she had her love back all she craved was Maites touch, Maites kisses, her fingers inside of her and her mouth pressed against her, and Camino was more determined than ever to get her fill of her.

As Maite made love to her again that morning it occurred to her that despite all the new positions the two had discovered, Maite still enjoyed this one best. She liked to watch her sweet girl spread like this across her lap, legs either side of her, her fingers deep inside her wet liked how her hips would rock against her own hand, she liked to see her chest rise and fall and the way she would bite her own lip gently during the act. She liked the way her head would tilt back as she gave herself up fully, and especially all the little noises of pleasure she would make as she brought her to orgasm with her touch.

Camino nuzzled herself tenderly into Maites neck afterwards, something she always liked to do when they had finished making love, ever since their first time on the chaise in Acacias. Maite loved the feel of it too, she loved to hold her in her arms like this after being intimate with her and she smiled to herself to know there was still a part of Camino that was the sweet innocent girl she had fallen in love with back then.

Gradually Camino brought her lips upwards and settled them near her lovers ear before practically purring into it." Cásate conmigo Maite."

Maite chuckled slightly against her shoulder at the thought of that, "Wouldn't that be wonderful" she whispered against the soft flesh. Truthfully, it pained her that she couldn't be married to Camino, she would have been honoured to take her as her wife.

"No, I mean it" Camino said, pulling back looking at Maite sincerely, "I know it's impossible amor mío, but why can't we be married?" and at that, Maite looked at her in confusion.

"I mean, we love each other don't we? If I devote myself to you and you to me, isn't that marriage? Why don't we make that commitment to each other, just between us? Can't we be married Maite if we both say it?" Camino told her.

Maite thought about that for a moment, that did sound like marriage, in fact it sounded like a better marriage than most that she knew of. She knew too many people who had married out of duty or convenience but very few that had been for love.
Real love though, that was rare. But she and Camino had that, so why couldn't they be married to each other if they both wanted it?

"Sí" Maite said after thinking it over and smiling sweetly at her.

"Sí?" the girl asked.

"Sí, I'll marry you Camino" Maite told her, and Camino smiled gratefully and kissed her lips over and over.

"And I'll marry you Maite, I love you."

Maite took in the vision of beauty that was sat in her lap and she felt so fortunate in that moment just to have this gift that was Camino. This girl was her soulmate, her joy, her light and her inspiration, and not to mention of course, the fact that Maite was incredibly attracted to her and constantly desired her sexually.
Yes, Camino was much younger than Maite, but she was truly her intellectual and artistic equal in the way she challenged her and made Maite always want to strive for perfection in her work.
It would have been the act of a romantic to say that everything they had been through had been worth it to get to where they were now, but Maite knew too many people had been hurt and there had been too much tragedy to say that. Despite everything though, despite how painful it had been to get here, Maite was so glad that Camino was now hers, forever.

"Mi niña" Maite said, dreamily admiring Camino as she stroked her face gently with her fingers.
Suddenly she felt mischievous and for a moment she let her hands roam down the young girls body until she landed at her waist, she slipped her hands around to Caminos backside and playfully slapped her on the behind.
"Well, since you're my wife now, why don't you go and make me some breakfast?" Maite teased.

Camino knew Maite was only playing with her, so she sarcastically rolled her eyes at the audacity of this woman, as if she were only with her because Camino was a good cook.
Still, Maite had given her two orgasms already that morning, the least she could do was provide some sustenance for her lover given that she'll likely need her energy again soon enough.

Camino kissed her lips one last time and got up from Maites lap, finally getting out of bed for the first time in what seemed like forever. She let Maite have one more eyeful of her naked body before she found her silky white robe and slipped it around herself.

"I'll put on some coffee, do you want a cup?" she asked, and Maite nodded at that, placing a hand behind her head as she reclined back onto the headboard, watching her with a lustful gaze.

"Bueno" Camino said, blowing her a kiss and leaving the room, hearing Maites deep chuckle follow her as she headed to the kitchen.

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