Title: Confessions Lead to Strange Bedfellows
Author: Kimberly21570
Fandoms: Guiding Light / All My Children
Pairings: Olivia and Natalia / Lena and Bianca
Disclaimer: The characters of Olivia and Emma Spencer, Natalia and Rafe Rivera, Gus Aitoro, and Harley Cooper are owned by CBS/TeleNext and Proctor & Gamble.
No copyright infringement intended with regard to Guiding Light, CBS/TeleNext, Proctor & Gamble, or any other entity. Other than brief references to the 10.8.2008, 12.15.2008, 12.30.2008, 1.19.2009, 1.21.2009, 3.26.2009 and 6.12.2009 episodes, dialogue, settings, and story content in these scenes are original. Written for fun, not profit. All other standard disclaimers apply.
Just an FYI: In the spirit of complete honesty, there are portions of this update that may seem familiar to those of you who have read my Otalia one-shot about their "first time." Those portions were originally written for this story, and were always intended to be included in this chapter. The one-shot was merely "sneak-peeks" at this chapter for those of you who had been waiting so patiently for some Otalia lovin'…
Rating: Chapter 10 is rated NC-17 for obvious reasons, hehe…
Hope you all enjoy!
Kimberly
Confessions Lead to Strange Bedfellows
Copyright May 2009
"When the heart is flooded with love there is no room in it for fear, for doubt, for hesitation. When each partner loves so completely that he has forgotten to ask himself whether or not he is loved in return; when he only knows that he loves and is moving to its music—then, and then only, are two people able to dance perfectly in tune to the same rhythm."
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
"The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along."
Jalal ad-Din Rumi
Chapter 10.4 – Intertwined:
Saturday, May 2, 2009… The Farmhouse of Love—2:15 a.m. Central Daylight Time
Cloaked in the stillness of night, they lay together in sated dénouement, the only illumination, shards of moonlight breaking through the clouds and filtering through antique lace; the candles long-since having burned to completion. In the distance, thunder rumbled, echoing against the walls that harbored them from the ferocity of the approaching storm. Soon the lightening would come, and then the life affirming rain, but in the stillness, in the darkness, the shelter of their love, remained.
Their bodies were tangled, bellies and breasts pressed together, arms wrapped around, and legs entwined, not a modicum of space between them. The now-familiar scent of their lovemaking lingered, suffusing their senses with subtle reminders of the intimacy they had, and always would, share.
Releasing another slow, contented sigh, Natalia snuggled impossibly closer. She loved the way Olivia's skin felt against her own. Pressing a tender kiss against the inner swell of Olivia's breast, she whispered, "I love you," into the night.
Delivered on an unfettered breath, her soft voice reached through the darkness, warming the cockles of Olivia's heart, even as her breath lingered against soft skin. Olivia knew the expression of emotions required no response—Natalia simply needed to lend voice to them in the stillness of the night. A contented smile ghosted across her lips, and she shifted her body, hoping for a glimpse into those dark, expressive eyes.
Traces of moonlight trickled through their open window, casting the exquisiteness of Natalia's countenance in muted edges of light and shadow. Reaching up, Olivia allowed her fingertips to trail the path of light, and then full, soft lips followed, brushing slowly against Natalia's temple, her brow, her cheek, and finally, her mouth, where she lingered.
The inhalation of a mutual deep breath and the slow release that followed, marked the natural pinnacle of their kiss, and then they slowly parted lips, their gazes locking again. The backs of Olivia's fingers brushed Natalia's cheek again, as she whispered, "When did you first realize that you were in love with me?"
Natalia smiled into those trusting eyes, and her memory flashed back to all those moments when they had connected on a level far deeper than friendship. All those moments when Olivia had been there for her, stood up for her, for her son, defended her honor. The moments when Olivia held her and comforted her, even when Olivia's own heart was breaking. That sense of panic when Olivia collapsed outside Company, and again the day the monitor for her pacemaker went off. The emotion in Olivia's voice when she insisted she had gotten something out of getting Natalia's money back from Decker. All of it came rushing back in a stream of consciousness, leading up to that moment when she experienced this mélange of thoughts and feelings and physical reactions in the presence of this woman. The emotions had come before the physical reactions, but she could not deny that her first physical awakenings came long before Olivia first kissed her. Her heart had pounded wildly in her chest, as her body temperature spiked in response to that kiss—the one after Emma's presentation; but even before then, she felt the stirring of both heart and body. She thought about New Year's Eve, and the sensation of Olivia's hand brushing across her back. Her touch was firm, yet gentle, and it made her insides tremble, even as it left her feeling safe, secure, like she was finally home.
The longer she basked in her sweet reverie, the more Natalia realized just exactly how long she had been in love with this woman, and she couldn't help but smile. "There were so many moments when I felt the gentle stirring of my heart," she whispered. "So many moments when I felt the promise of you, and what we could be together…"
The corners of Olivia's mouth switched, indicating the beginnings of a smile. "Like when?"
Pressing her lips together, Natalia contemplated her response. "Like the day you collapsed outside Company. I was annoyed with you, because you were being, well… you," she grunted, drawing a soft laugh from Olivia, "and then you collapsed, and all I could think about was how I couldn't bear to live without you."
"I heard you, you know," Olivia confessed, "begging me not to give up on you."
Surprised, Natalia gasped, "You did?"
"I did—"
A soft sigh fell from Natalia's lips. "I loved you then," she whispered in confession. Her fingertips brushed Olivia's belly.
"I know—," Olivia murmured. She pressed a light kiss to that sensitive place just below Natalia's right ear. "I loved you, too…"
Natalia smiled at the admission, as her memory revisited another defining moment from their past. "And then there was the day you went ballistic on the prison warden…"
"You were furious with me for that," Olivia recalled, with a soft laugh. Up and down, her fingertips whispered along Natalia's spine, creating shivers of delight that splayed out through her entire body.
Releasing a quiet moan, Natalia answered her claim. "Yes, I was, but… I was also moved beyond words that you cared enough about Rafe to go to battle with that man."
"He was a bully!" Olivia said, insistently.
Lightning struck in the distance, accentuating Olivia's bold assertion, and Natalia had to reign in her amusement at the seeming correlation. "Yes, he was," she adamantly agreed. "And you stood up to him like a Mama Bear, trying to protect my son."
"Our son—" Olivia emphasized that Rafe belonged to both of them now.
Olivia's gentle reminder drew an affectionate smile from Natalia. "Our son," she repeated softly, her heart swelling. There was no need to tell her with words how much that meant—Olivia knew. Lightly, she kissed the corner of Olivia's mouth. "I wanted to kiss you, and throttle you, in the same moment," she laughed softly, and then stilled for a moment, thinking. "I felt that way a lot, actually."
"I certainly didn't make it easy to love me, did I," Olivia chuckled. Again, the thunder that rumbled in the distance seemed to punctuate the statement. One hand found its purchase against the small of Natalia's back, the other against the curve of a hip, as Olivia held her in a loose, yet protective embrace.
"It was easier than you might think," Natalia whispered. She swept her lips against Olivia's in another soft kiss. "Everything about you is alive and passionate," she declared, with passion in her own voice, "and as completely crazy as you drive me sometimes, you also make me happier than I've ever been."
"I do?" Olivia said, coquettishly.
Rolling her eyes, Natalia grinned. "You know you do," she said, emphasizing Olivia's knowledge.
"Yeah, I just wanted to hear you say it," Olivia said, flirtatiously.
Natalia's eyes sparkled in the moonlight. "I know you do, because… you want the grand gesture," she said, smiling into the dazzling jade eyes. Her expression turned serious. "I don't know, should I get up and do my 'I love Olivia' dance?" Her brow furrowed, giving her face a serious expression, but her tone told Olivia she was teasing.
"Yeah, I'd like to see that, actually," Olivia said, with a roguish grin, just as Natalia was asking if that would make her happy.
And then they were laughing, as Natalia declared, "I'll have to work on my moves…"
Olivia's expression turned mischievous, and she pulled Natalia firmly against her body. "Oh, Honey, your moves are already perfection," she practically growled, causing Natalia to blush, as the heat of Olivia's mouth made contact with Natalia's neck. Lightly, she licked, bathing that salty flesh with her tongue, and then she suckled slowly at Natalia's pulse point.
Moaning softly, Natalia gently admonished her. "If you don't stop that, you're never gonna get an answer to your question," she warned.
"Right—," Olivia said on a dissatisfied groan. "What was that question again?" she asked, teasingly.
Natalia playfully pushed Olivia's shoulder, and Olivia unleashed that effervescent laugh and kissed her full on the mouth.
When their mouths finally separated, Natalia rested her head against Olivia's breast, as her thoughts fell on the moment when she finally recognized the fullness of her feelings for the cantankerous hotelier. "I knew for a long time that I loved you, but… the actual realization, the moment when I finally understood the gravity of what I was feeling, I think that came when you gave me the Christmas gift—the doorframe from my apartment in Chicago, where I tracked Rafe's height as he was growing up," she quietly shared.
A shifting beam of moonlight caught Olivia's smile, illuminating it, reflecting it back into shimmering mahogany, as she gently tipped Natalia's chin. She said nothing, as she remembered how significant that moment had been for her, as well. There had been such joy in Natalia's eyes—it was Christmas Day, the classic song I'll Be Home for Christmas was playing on the sound system in their living room, and despite the earlier tension, in that moment everything just felt so perfect, so right.
"I saw the expression in your eyes, and I could feel the depth of your love for me, without you even saying a word," Natalia was saying, her voice husky with emotion. "It was the most tangible emotion I'd ever experienced, and all I wanted to do was wrap my arms around you, bury my face in your chest, and cry. And then, I wanted to kiss you, to tell you how much I loved you, but I couldn't… It was just too scary then." Gently, she touched Olivia's face. "I'm glad it isn't scary anymore…"
Jade eyes smiled into mahogany. "I don't know why either of us ever tried to deny that we belong together…"
Natalia shook her head and rolled her eyes at their mutual foolishness, as she smiled at the hotelier. "I don't either," she concurred. "It was a losing battle from the start…"
Olivia nodded her head. "I'm just sorry we fought it for so long," she quietly declared, as she lovingly sifted her fingers through long, raven tresses.
Natalia reached up, tenderly tipping Olivia's chin. "Well, the battle's over now, and I declare us both victors…," she smiled, kissing Olivia softly.
"Mm… I like that declaration…," Olivia announced, grinning against Natalia's lips, as she deftly deepened their kiss.
Several minutes later, when their kisses finally ended, Olivia sighed softly. Her head resting comfortably against Natalia's shoulder, the two of them sank down into their bed. She settled against the soft curves of the Natalia's body, their fingers instinctively interlacing.
"You know, you never told me how you managed that…," Natalia quietly commented.
"Managed what?"
"To get that doorframe," Natalia clarified.
That barely-there smile tugged at the corners of Olivia's mouth, as she shifted in their bed. Jade eyes searched Natalia's face in the moonlight. "I bought the building," she whispered clandestinely, the depths of her love for Natalia shimmering in her eyes.
"W-What?" Natalia stammered. She couldn't believe what she had just heard.
"I bought the building," Olivia repeated casually. "If I owned the building, I could take anything I wanted, so… I bought the building." Her tone played it off as if it were nothing.
Natalia's breath caught in her chest, her mouth dropping open, as those dark, expressive eyes welled up with tears. "Y-You bought an entire building, just t—just to get that doorframe for me?" she whispered, her voice dripping with emotion. "Olivia…"
Olivia reached out, gently caressing Natalia's cheek, as she recalled the emotion in Natalia's tone the night she shared the story about the doorframe. Opening a bottle of wine after putting Emma to bed for the night, they had lounged together, sitting face to face in the center of the sofa, with their feet curled up beneath them. They looked like teenaged girls settling in for a gossip session, as they shared stories from when Emma and Rafe were little. It had been one of the defining moments in their relationship—a conversation that solidified Olivia's resolve to help Rafe, and thus, Natalia. She decided right then, come hell or high water, she would get that doorframe for Natalia, and make it part of their home.
Their home.
She knew then that she wasn't just falling in love, she was already there, and despite the sense of panic, the fear of the unknown, she knew she didn't want it to stop. "I would've bought the entire block if I had to, Natalia. I would do anything for you," she whispered. "Anything…"
The emotion in Olivia's voice was palpable, and Natalia felt overwhelmed by the display of love from her. She pressed a loving kiss to welcoming lips, and when their gazes locked again, Olivia prepared to hear some sort of affectionate proclamation. What she heard, instead, was classic Natalia. "You are completely ridiculous, Olivia Spencer," she declared, in an attempt to stave off the emotions.
An eyebrow arched, and the corners of that sensuous mouth twitched, as jade eyes twinkled. "Oh, I'm ridiculous, am I?" Olivia was clearly amused.
"Yes, you are," Natalia said, firmly; then she followed up with a whispered, "And I couldn't love you more."
"You really couldn't?" Guardedly, Olivia bit her bottom lip.
"Huh-uh—" Natalia grinned, as she shook her head. "I really couldn't." She kissed Olivia again, then asked, "So… what are you gonna do with a random apartment building, on the South Side of Chicago?"
Smirking, Olivia smugly stated, "I have a plan."
Leaning across Olivia's chest, their bare breasts brushed together, drawing whimpers from two sets of lungs. Natalia smiled, whispering, "So tell me, Ms. Spencer, what's your plan?"
Between the grazing of erect nipples and the sensation of Natalia's breath against her lips, Olivia had to struggle hard to maintain focus. "I thought I would renovate it, and… turn it into a home for unwed mothers," she quietly shared. "You know, hire counselors, set up a program to help young girls and women who are alone and scared."
There was no need for her to say the part about those girls and women being like Natalia when she was pregnant with Rafe. Natalia knew, and she felt the heat of tears prickling behind her eyes, as she listened to Olivia's plan. Aside from the things whispered while they were making love, she could not imagine Olivia could say anything more beautiful to her. She bit her bottom lip, once again staving off the torrent of emotion that besieged her.
"Only, it won't be a place where they have to leave after the baby is born," Olivia was saying. "If they want to keep their baby, they'll have the option of staying there, while they finish their education, or whatever they need to do, to build a good life for their child."
The more Olivia talked, the more emotional Natalia became, and by the time she finished her explanation, tears were flowing, unchecked, down those flawless olive cheeks. "You are the most incredible, wonderful woman I've ever known," Natalia choked out around tears of joy.
Olivia shrugged. "It's a tax right-off," she said, feigning nonchalance.
"Don't do that," Natalia commanded, her tears falling against swell of Olivia's breast. "Don't diminish the goodness inside you. You're better than that."
I'm better because of you…
It was a transient thought, but Olivia knew it was true. Gently, she wiped Natalia's tears away with the pads of her thumbs, and then she tenderly held dimpled cheeks in her hands. "I wanted to do something meaningful for you," she admitted, sounding almost bashful about it.
Lightly, Natalia's thumb swept across Olivia's bottom lip, and then quickly, she replaced it with her mouth, kissing her with utter devotion. "You couldn't have given me a more perfect gift," she whispered. "Thank you…"
"Anything for you, Natalia," Olivia murmured against Natalia's mouth. "Always…"
"So this is what you meant the other day, when you said you had two projects going in Chicago." Natalia lent voice to her realization after the mutual release from their kisses. Her head was resting against the fullness of a breast again, as her fingertips made lazy circles across Olivia's belly, moving steadily lower.
Her breath catching, Olivia groaned. Willfully shoving down the arousal Natalia was unwittingly causing, she answered. "Yes, that, and the other apartment building I have under renovation."
Natalia responded with a curious expression, and Olivia continued. "Well, I couldn't just put the tenants out on the street, could I?" she reasoned.
"No!" Natalia said, adamantly.
"Exactly," Olivia agreed, knowing that Natalia would never stand for such a thing. She reached down; gently stilling Natalia's wandering hand.
Grinning almost devilishly, Natalia husked, "Am I distracting you?"
Olivia groaned out a "Yes—," and Natalia's grin widened.
"So then… you want me to stop?" she asked, playfully.
Olivia gave her a look of caution in return. "Not particularly, no," she answered, forthrightly. "But if you wanna know the details of the project, then yes…"
Frowning, Natalia relented. "Okay, I'll be good," she pouted. "For now…"
Offering a roguish grin in response, Olivia suggestively said, "I'm looking forward to when you're not being good again…"
Dimples bloomed. "Me too…" She accentuated her response with a provocative kiss, and then she asked Olivia to tell her more about the project.
Willingly, Olivia obliged. The sooner they finished the conversation, the sooner Natalia could return to not being good, she reasoned internally. "Well, I checked into it, and there were several old abandoned warehouses within just a few blocks of your building. I had an inspector check them out, and bought the one that was most structurally sound. Lewis Construction is renovating it right now—turning it into new apartments for the people who live in your old building. It's gonna take some time, but eventually they'll all have new homes, and we can begin renovations for the women's center."
"And they'll still be able to afford their rent?" Natalia sounded worried about them. She knew most of the tenants were elderly, living on meager Social Security checks and state assistance. They lived in that old, dilapidated building because they could not afford to live anywhere else.
"Yes—," Olivia confidently assured. "I don't need to get rich off of them. Nothing will change except that they'll have a nicer place to live. I promise."
Fresh tears welled up in Natalia's eyes, as she gazed at Olivia in the shifting beams of moonlight. "I couldn't possibly love you more," she whispered, fingertips grazing Olivia's cheek.
The kiss that followed was tender, and it spoke to Olivia the depths of Natalia's love and appreciation for her. And then the warmth of that mouth was exploring Olivia's neck, that tongue was licking at her pulse point, those perfect teeth were nipping at her earlobe, and then her nipples, and Olivia's body was adrift in a sea of pleasure.
Taking her time, Natalia revisited every inch of Olivia's torso, lingering over every curve, every valley. Licking and kissing Olivia's breasts, her belly, her sides, and her back, Natalia whispered to her, telling her how luscious her body was, and how much she wanted her; and with every breath, Olivia's arousal accelerated.
Pausing to tease that bellybutton with the tip of her tongue, the scent of Olivia's arousal nearly sent Natalia over the edge. Drawing in a sharp breath, Natalia shoved her desire aside. She was enjoying her explorations far too much to be willfully waylaid, at least for the time being.
Instead, she lay with her head against Olivia's belly, fingertips lightly grazing the soft patch of perfectly manicured hair at the apex of Olivia's thighs. It was still damp from their lovemaking, and her wetness glistened even in the muted light of the moon.
At the first feathery contact of Natalia's tentative touch, Olivia's eyes slid closed, a light shiver coursing through her body. In the distance, a steady rumble announced the storm's advancement, and Olivia felt the energy of it deep in her belly, where it fused with her tightly coiling desire. She sighed as her fingers slid into thick raven tresses.
Natalia delighted in the sensation of heat and wet beneath her fingertips, as she recalled the sheer wonder of exploring Olivia's most intimate places for the very first time. She had never stopped to wonder what a woman looked like… down there. Never held any sort of curiosity, even regarding her own body. But making love with Olivia had changed that forever.
As her fingertips continued their gentle caress, she smiled softly. Everything about Olivia's body fascinated her—those firm, shapely breasts that Natalia now knew were completely Olivia—she had wondered, but never asked. The way Olivia's muscles flexed beneath her fingertips, the fact that her abs where so firm, so defined, and yet, her belly always felt so soft when Natalia pressed against it. And the fact that Olivia's body was… groomed, in places Natalia never would have considered necessary. "Do you always keep it trimmed like this?" she asked, innocently, as her fingernail lightly grazed the more sensitive side of Olivia's aroused clitoris—another secret she had discovered during their mutual exploration.
Groaning in pleasure, Olivia sucked in a breath. Her fingers tightened in Natalia's hair, as she forced her body into submission, once again allowing Natalia the pleasure of uninhibited exploration. "Do you like it?"
"Yes—," Natalia hissed, and Olivia moaned as the heat of Natalia's breath wafted across her wetness. Inwardly, Olivia cursed at the glorious sensation. Did she even dare dream that one day she would feel the fullness of Natalia's hot mouth, her tantalizing tongue, where she needed her most?
"I love everything about your body," Natalia practically growled, yanking Olivia from her lust-induced fog. "I love touching you this way…"
Lightly, the tips of Olivia's fingers danced along Natalia's spine, drawing a soft whimper from bowlike lips, even as Olivia purposely slowed her breathing. "Mm… perfect, since I love the way you touch me," she murmured, as she luxuriated in the sensation of Natalia's touch. She could feel Natalia's smile forming against her belly.
Spurred on by Olivia's declaration, Natalia's exploration began in earnest. Outside, the first droplets of rain began pelting the windows and roof, as the storm drew ever nearer.
Alternately, Olivia whimpered and groaned in increasing volume, as Natalia's fingers sifted through her wetness. She was hard with arousal, and even under the cloak of semi-darkness, Natalia quickly found her, caressing, teasing.
Between those tantalizing fingertips stroking her engorged clitoris, and Natalia's mop of wild raven tresses teasing her erect nipples, Olivia felt her body once again slam into overdrive. She felt the heated tension begin to coil deep in her belly beneath where Natalia's head still lay, and her arousal heightened, soaking Natalia's fingers. Panting and moaning, Olivia's hips shifted beneath Natalia's touch, and then she was begging Natalia to come to her.
The thunder rumbled, closing in, and lightning struck, tension rising in the night air, as the rain began a steady pounding.
Sliding up Olivia's body, Natalia positioned herself between toned thighs with purpose, as their mouths crashed together in a passionate kiss. The tips of Natalia's taut nipples grazed against the hard peaks of Olivia's breasts, drawing a deep rumble from two sets of lungs. Instinctively, Natalia's hips moved, pressing a firm thigh against Olivia's center, even as her fingers continued their sensuous caress.
When Olivia groaned out her pleasure, Natalia's moves quickened. The sensation was exquisite, Natalia's thigh rubbing against her engorged clitoris, those insistent fingers teasing deeper still.
Olivia's eyes turned dark, and stormy with desire, and she wrapped her arms firmly around Natalia's body, effortlessly rolling her onto her back. Natalia tried to protest, but Olivia would have none of it. "Trust me—," she quietly implored.
Natalia stilled.
From her vantage point above, Olivia gazed into dark, smoldering eyes. An affectionate smile ghosted her lips. "My God, you're beautiful," she whispered in awe. "Everything about you leaves me breathless…"
Natalia's breath hitched, and then Olivia was kissing her again.
As the slow, sensual kiss continued, Natalia reached up, drawing Olivia tight against her, the curves and planes of their bodies molding together perfectly. "I love the way you feel against me," she whispered between forays of Olivia's tongue inside her mouth.
"Mm… we're a perfect fit," Olivia moaned softly. She was lost in the sensation of Natalia's body moving beneath her, as their kiss deepened.
Slowly, Olivia suckled Natalia's tongue, causing Natalia's senses to heighten as another wave of liquid heat surged through her body. Blazing its way to the innermost core of her being, it pulsated, begging for release. Driven by instinct, she reached down, resolutely gripping the firm globes of Olivia's ass, as she thrust her hips forward; seeking more of that deliciously intimate contact.
Grunting at the force of Natalia's actions, Olivia broke away from the kiss. Her breath caught in her chest, as she gazed down finding flushed skin and those dark eyes, glazed over with rampant desire. Her heart pounded against Natalia's breasts as anticipation increased. Instinctively, she knew what they both needed—she had felt the burgeoning promise of it as Natalia's thigh had thrust against her moments earlier. Her eyes never leaving those desire-laden orbs, she shifted her weight, propping herself up on one arm. Then, wordlessly, she reached between their bodies, spreading both her own southern lips and Natalia's.
Natalia groaned at the sight of Olivia's straining bicep, as she held her body above Natalia's own. And then she drew in a sharp, anticipatory breath, as Olivia gently lowered herself.
Nothing in their separate experiences had prepared them for such intimacy, and a light shudder stirred their bodies at the precise moment their pulsating centers first connected. And then, intense gazes never parting, their bodies were fused together in a slow, steady grind.
Propping herself up on her right forearm, Olivia braced her body just above Natalia's, and again that bicep bulged, showing its muscled contours. The sight of it drew another appreciative hum from Natalia. Then the hard points of their nipples brushed together, distracting her, and they released a unified groan of pleasure. And then Olivia's mouth was on Natalia's again, drawing her into a slow, sensual kiss, as they rocked together in that new and exhilarating dance.
Effortlessly, their centers slid together, the slickness of their mutual arousal creating the most gratifying friction between them. Hearts pounded, and breathing quickly turned rapid, their bodies moving together as one. Hardened clits grazed and stroked against one another, and the taut peaks of Olivia's firm breasts scraped against Natalia's as she thrust rhythmically against her lover.
Natalia's eyes slid closed, as she reveled in the exquisite sensation of Olivia's body moving against her own. Grasping the curvy flesh of Olivia's hips with her hands, her fingertips dug into the smooth firmness of her lover's body. A raucous moan escaped from burning lungs into Olivia's mouth, as she drew her impossibly closer, thrusting her own hips forward, meeting her again and again and again; their hearts and minds and bodies suspended in the passionate throws of newfound desire.
Outside, heavy rains pelted the roof, as lightening flashed and the mighty thunder rolled. And in their bedroom, their rising passion matched the intensity of the storm that raged on beyond the walls that sheltered them. The volume and intensity of Natalia's moans, coupled with the thrusting of those firm, shapely hips, spurred Olivia on. She increased the speed and intensity of her thrusts, even as she sought to fill her completely.
Wrapping her right arm around Natalia's left thigh, Olivia effortlessly slid her two middle fingers deep into wet, waiting warmth. "Jesus, Natalia, you feel so good," she growled, as probing digits stroked deep inside.
The sound of those words pouring from Olivia's lips caused Natalia's belly to flip-flop excitedly, even as the fullness of the penetration ripped a guttural groan from deep within her chest. Even with only her fingers, Olivia filled her in a way no one else ever had, or ever would. Gus had been well endowed, or so she had gathered from his egotistical comments, but he had only ever managed to fully penetrate her once—and Frank, well… with him, she had barely felt anything at all. But Olivia's fingers were long, and lithe, and they touched places deep inside her that she never even knew existed.
With deliberate intent, Olivia sought and found the spot that she knew would drive Natalia to distraction. Tapping against it, she stroked it, expertly, as she had her own on many an occasion while fantasizing about the gorgeous woman whose body now writhed beneath her own.
Natalia's entire body shuddered, and she cried out, almost delirious with pleasure, as Olivia caressed that sweet spot deep inside her. But when she pressed insistently, the pressure built to an alarming state, and Natalia begged her to stop, insisting that any further stimulation would make her pee—an embarrassing occurrence, to say the least.
Smiling against Natalia's mouth, Olivia offered reassurance. "Trust me," she husked, knowingly. "You won't… That just means I found the right spot. Just relax, and feel the pleasure with me," she gently entreated.
Groaning into the mouth that kissed her, Natalia gave herself over to Olivia's insistent touch, to that delightful probing caress.
The fluidity of their movements meshed, accelerating then, and Olivia's mouth claimed an aching nipple, adding fuel to an already blazing inferno, as their mutual thrusts and that delicious stroking continued, taking them ever higher.
Natalia panted, and groaned, and begged for more, as she strained against Olivia's body.
Switching breasts, Olivia willingly obliged. Sucking the other nipple into her mouth like a vacuum, she devoured it, as she thrust her body harder against Natalia's center, the hardness of their clits abrading one another in the most provocative way.
Thunder boomed outside their open window, shaking the entire house, and their frenzied movements accelerated once again. Olivia captured Natalia's mouth is a bruising, open-mouthed kiss, swallowing her raucous cries, even as she exulted in the sybaritic pleasure she found in Natalia's body.
Finally, sensing the approach of their joint climax, Olivia slowly broke from their kiss; garnering a grunt of protest from her partner. Tenderly, she poured out her love in kisses across sweat-soaked skin. "Stay with me, Natalia…," she whispered hoarsely, as she gently cupped Natalia's cheek with her left hand, while continuing the slow, torturous grind against her partner's body.
Eyes, churning with blackened desire, fluttered open, locking firmly on Olivia's gaze.
"I wanna see you…," Olivia groaned. Her voice was dripping with desire, as she gazed into the dark pools of liquid want that shimmered into her own. "I wanna look into those gorgeous brown eyes when we come together…"
Olivia's words, her tone, sent a shock wave of electricity coursing through Natalia's body. Culminating in her center, it trembled, begging for release.
And the thunder roared, charging the atmosphere around them, even as the air between them intensified tenfold.
Their eyes now dead-bolted, Olivia smiled softly, and urged Natalia's shoulders from the bed. Slipping her arm around her, she pulled their bodies taut against one another, as once again, she increased the speed and intensity of her thrusts against the body that moved in perfect accord with her own.
Then it began, the low rumblings of release—those subtle tremors that marked the imminent eruption of seismic activity. Eyes remained locked, mahogany liquefying into coal-black rivers of molten desire, as smoldering jade turned smoky gray. Bodies moved in perfect harmony, writhing, and shuddering against one another, as breathing turned to strangled moans.
Olivia watched Natalia intently; lost in the depths of her partner's eyes as they darkened with untamed desire. She watched them flood with love, and desire, and myriad other emotions she couldn't quite identify, but that they had both experienced, time and again, through the ineffable connection that had always existed between them. It was always you… their hearts seemed to whisper, as they lingered on the precipice of their mutual release.
And slowly those rumblings launched them into a forceful quake, desire escalating, as deep, visceral moans escaped burning lungs. Natalia's legs locked around Olivia's calves, her fingers searing into the heated flesh of Olivia's back; urging her closer.
Then, hearts pounding, chests heaving, straining against one another, burning lungs struggled for air, bodies shimmering with sweat; they reached the pinnacle, lingering there. Shared need threatening to detonate, finally, the dam broke, saturating them with a blazing heat that poured from within, voices crying out.
CRACK! BOOM! The thunder slammed like an iron fist dropping from the sky, shaking windows and rattling doors, as it reverberated throughout the house. But it was nothing compared to the crescendo of earth-shattering vibrations that racked their bodies, before they dropped over into sated bliss.
Slowing their movements to a gentle thrust, they lingered together, riding the natural ebb and flow of the harmonious rush of shared ecstasy, prolonging their rapture until finally, mouths collided in fiery passion, as the last of the aftershocks faded, bringing them back down to earth.
Breathless, and momentarily satiated, their kisses slowed, and Olivia collapsed against Natalia's body. They lay there together then, sharing sweet kisses and tender caresses that lingered long after the loving had ended. Outside, in the wake of the thunder, a steady rain pounded the earth, saturating it like the sweat that saturated their bodies in the wake of their thunderous passion. And finally, they slowly withdrew from their kisses, and Olivia's cheek came to rest against an ample breast.
A light shiver coursed through Olivia's body, and Natalia instinctively pulled her closer. Tenderly, she kissed the sweat-laden tendrils of chestnut that clung to Olivia's temple. "You cold?" she whispered, as her fingertips lightly caressed her lover's back.
Olivia smiled against Natalia's breast, and kissed it lightly. "Hmm-mm—," she quietly sighed, as she wrapped herself around Natalia's body, snuggling into the softness, the warmth. "I'm perfect…"
A roguish grin trickled across Natalia's lips. "You certainly are…," she murmured, her voice thick with the remnants of slaked desire.
Heat coiled deep in Olivia's belly at the huskiness in Natalia's voice. She couldn't believe how easily Natalia could make her crave more. But in the peaceful afterglow of their loving, sleep was calling to her. It was calling to them both, and Olivia's deepest need was to see that Natalia and their unborn child were well.
That soothing caress continued on Olivia's back, even as other fingertips gently sifted through silky, sweat-dampened curls. "Liv?" Natalia quietly called to her lover.
"Hmm…?" Olivia breathed, as she relaxed against Natalia's body, giving in to the tenderness of her touch.
"I never knew it could be this way," Natalia whispered, her voice dense with emotion.
Shifting against Natalia's body, Olivia sought her gaze. "Neither did I, Love," she breathed, as her fingertips skimmed across bowlike lips. She meant it on more levels than she could even count. Leaning close, she covered that soft mouth with a tender kiss, as she wrapped her arms fully around Natalia. "It's you, Natalia," she whispered. "It was always you…"
Tears welling, once again creating liquefied mahogany, Natalia returned the kiss. "It's us," she whispered in reply, emphasizing the indelible existence of their collective being. "It's always been us…"
Olivia knew it was true. Jade eyes slipped from view, as she attempted to hold back the tears. "No one else…," she murmured against Natalia's skin. "No one, not ever…"
"No one else, ever…," Natalia breathed, pulling Olivia impossibly closer.
Then their bodies entangled as if by instinct, and Natalia gently draped the sheet across Olivia's back, as Olivia trailed tender kisses along soft, warm skin. They settled then, and as sleep finally claimed them, somewhere in the distance, the thunder groaned, echoing across the plains. Lightening illuminated some faraway horizon as the gentle rain slowly continued to fall. And in the stillness, in the darkness, it was only them and the life-affirming shelter of their love that remained.
Two hearts… forever…
Intertwined…
TBC in Chapter 11…