Chapter 11 – Bump in the Night
27th December 2012 – middle of the night
Bo's bedroom
Bo woke to a noise coming from outside. Sitting up on her bed, she held her breath to not make a sound. Pressing her phone to awaken it, it was 01:23 am. Sounds of footsteps were heard coming from the decking just outside her patio doors. Bo held her breath once again, all was eerily silent. She sighed. Had she dreamed it? Moving back down the bed and under her covers. Eyes wide open on again hearing footsteps, only this time it was louder. Whoever it was, were close, maybe even directly outside her door? Her suspicions were just when a figure shadowed on her curtains.
Bo jumped out of bed and grabbed her phone but who would she call? Her only real friend was Kenzi, and she hadn't arrived yet. Bo thought about screaming but was so scared nothing came out. Grabbing her blanket, without any other idea, thinking at least she could use it to cover the intruder to hold them until help arrived.
The door handle juggled some more, then stopped. Maybe the intruder was just trying doors and would see hers was locked and move on. Bo relaxed her stance and lowered the blanket. Just as she began to relax her body the door opened. Bo leapt forward with the blanket held out in front of her. She lunged but tripped on the bottom of the blanket, tumbling into the intruders' arms instead. She was about to let out an almighty scream when she heard a familiar voice.
"Bubba, I'm sorry, I scared you. I didn't mean to. I don't know what I'm doing, but I didn't mean to startle you." Lauren lifted Bo back to her feet and moved her a strand of hair from Bo's face. "I was just lying in bed thinking about you today on set, and about our kiss, well both of them and I just needed to see you. It's impulsive, and I'm not normally an impulsive person."
"Jeez, Lo, I thought you were an intruder. I could have hurt you." Bo scanned over Lauren using her fingertips, stopping at her face, when she simply smiled. "Hey, it is so good to see you."
"And you." Lauren returned the smile, taking Bo's blanket from her grips. "Bo, what were you going to do with a blanket?"
"Cover you. But it was only my first defence plan." Bo jokingly added. "After I had you covered, I was going to sit on you."
"Wow, Bubba. You need some training. If I had been a real intruder, your tiny frame would have been thrown like the game buckaroo!" Lauren was now quietly laughing at her own joke.
"And you know self-defence how?" Bo lightly poked her in the sides, "did people, I don't know, not like their soufflé, and then attack you?" This time Bo laughed at her joke.
Lauren went quiet.
"Hey, I was only joking." Bo took her hands, "Where do you go when you go all quiet? Why can't you open up to me?"
Lauren looked at her feet. This wasn't what she expected when she decided to leave her room and sneak into Bo's bedroom. How could she tell her without exposing herself? How would she then explain the scar on her side from a bullet? Could she get away with telling her she recently had her appendix out? This was a bad idea, she thought, and not just sneaking in tonight. The whole being with Bo part was beginning to become harder than she ever imagined. She couldn't keep lying to her. "Listen, this was a bad idea. I shouldn't be here. It was my idea to wait a day. Jesus, I can't even do that. I'm acting like a horny, foolish teenager." Lauren turned; she needed to get out of there.
"You're not the only one feeling horny." Bo stopped Lauren from leaving by holding the door handle and locking the door. "But you are the only one acting like a foolish teenager."
Lauren stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed. The room was not really big enough to do anything else. "It's just tonight. I didn't want to be alone."
"Why? Please tell me everything, something, anything. But please let me in." Bo knelt in front of Lauren and kissed her hands.
Lauren looked back at the woman who already had melted her resolve. "Okay."
Bo rose to her feet, patted down her silk nightdress and sat at the back of the bed against the headrest and stretched her arm out for Lauren to join her. Surprised when Lauren just turned in her seated position and rested her head on her lap. Bo pulled the blanket from the floor and over them.
"Are you comfortable?" Bo asked, moving Laurens' hair off her face. "You ready to share?"
"Yes", Lauren let out a breath she had unknowingly been holding. "Remember I told you my mum died?" Lauren looked up; Bo nodded. "Well, the anniversary of her death is today; she died on Boxing Day night. I was in bed and it kinda hit me that I was alone."
"Baby, you're not alone." Bo gently kissed the side of Lauren's head, "and you're sleeping here tonight."
Lauren relaxed her body. She felt safe with Bo.
"Can you tell me more?"Bo softly asked, stroking Lauren's hair, who nodded. "How did she die?"
"A car accident," Lauren replied.
"What happened?" Bo encouraged. She knew that Lauren hated to talk about herself, but these short sentences weren't enough. "And can we try more than three words?"
"I'm not like you." Lauren looked up, "I can't tell stories as you can."
"Just talk me through what happened?"
"Okay." Lauren moved from her lying position to sit beside Bo. "On boxing day, mum let me have my best friend Philip over. We were having fun playing with the new Furby I got for Christmas. Phil was meant to be staying, but we got into a fight over the toy. He ended up in tears, and mum said she would drive him home. I was angry. I didn't say bye and never saw either of them again."
Lauren heard as Bo gasped but didn't say a word.
"The rest is a blur. I do remember waking up in Temporary care." Lauren's voice was calm as she spoke. "The Police said that the car had gone off a bridge, just a mile from our home, and both Mum and Phil were presumed dead. They searched that river for weeks but only found the car. I stayed in care, moved from temporary to a nice foster home in South London. I was never adopted. Being eight, I was told I was too old for adoption, so instead, I was put into the foster care system until I was eighteen. Now I travel, partly to see the world and party because I have nothing to go home to."
"Lo, I am so sorry to hear that. It must have been tough on you." Bo kissed the side of Lauren's mouth, "thank you for opening up and telling me."
Pushing herself up, Lauren moved to straddle Bo's lap and leaned down to kiss Bo's neck. "But that is not the only reason I came here tonight."
"Lauren, you don't have to do this. We can just sleep." Bo reached up and cupped Laurens' face in her hands. "I have feelings for you, but you're upset. I don't want to take advantage of you."
"I have feelings too, and each one has very clear intentions." Lauren saw a tiny freckle on the top of Bo's neck and lightly licked it before pecking it, leaving Bo with no question as to what those intentions were. "Besides, tonight I want to be taken advantage of, in every way you know how."
Bo let out a groan, her body flipping beneath Laurens'.
Finding Bo's soft spot on her neck, Lauren applied pressure with her tongue. Bo stretched her neck out more, giving her more access, closing her eyes to enjoy the new senses. Like a magnet drawn to a magnet, their lips collided.
Bo's hands snaked under Laurens' shirt. Pulling closer to her until their bodies moulded themselves to each other, both unashamedly slowly grinding, wanting to feel more, to feel closer.
Lauren's hands either side of Bo's face, pulling her nearer, hungry for her taste. Mouths were moving with the upbeat rhythm of their bodies. Sucking on Bo's top lip, then running her tongue over her lower lip, causing a moan in her mouth. Returning to Bo's neck, kissing the length of it, butterfly kisses down to the jawline then back up to nibble on her earlobe. Shimmering lower down Bo's body, leaving behind a trail of burning hot kisses, brushing the thin strap of her lace negligee off her shoulder with her teeth and trailing kisses further and further.
"Is this okay," Lauren spoke softly, "because if I am rushing you, we can do what you said and just sleep?"
Bo gulped, unable to form any words. She was completely turned on, and any thoughts of stopping were furthest from her mind.
"I know it's not our third date, well it wasn't even our first, but my imagination is fucking you crazy right now." Lauren smiled when she saw Bo's pupils dilate; she knew that Bo was already worked up and knew that just the smallest of touches would be all that it took for her to completely let go. "And if you add up all the late-night movies or breakfasts we ate together, we could pretend they were all dates?"
Mustering up as much voice as she could, Bo hoarsely whispered, "Yeah, that works for me too."
Lauren ran her fingers down Bo's body, pulling down the second strap with her, lowering her top, leaving it ruffled around her waist. Tenderly using her fingertips to stroke her smooth, soft body. She pulled back to admire Bo's breasts. Bo had perfect pink erect nipples; small, sensitive, and delicious. Wetting her lips, she took one of them in her mouth, kneading the other between her forefinger and thumb. Bo tasted so good, even better than she had imagined she would. Swapping over, she sucked gently on her other nipple. Bo moaned in appreciation. Laurens' hands snaked behind Bo's back to gently lift her and move her lower down the bed until she was under her. Sitting up, Lauren removed her own shirt and bra in one swift action. She stayed perfectly still to allow Bo to look at her, cupping her own breasts and pinching the end of her nipples.
Bo let out a husky groan and reached up, impatient with this new slow pace and pulled Lauren to her mouth, rough and harsh, her tongue thrusting inside like two live wires coming into contact. Bo had imagined Lauren in her bed since they had met. Not a single night had passed without her falling asleep to this exact fantasy. "This is So. Good. Never. Stop."
Lauren kissing her was taking her to new waves of pleasure.
Bo ran her fingers down Laurens' arms, feeling her muscles tense under her delicate touch. Laurens' body was well sculptured and firm, and not the body anyone is born with. She knew that Lauren must work hard to keep it this way. Moving lower, Bo gently traced her hands down, grabbing her buttocks and gyrating herself on her.
"I can't wait to taste you, Bo, and hear you moan my name," Lauren whispered into her ear.
Bo turned to see her reflection in her mirrored wardrobes, pushing her to new heightened responsiveness between her legs. Her eyes changed from brown to blue, depending on how horny she was feeling. Tonight, they had a sharp blue about them.
"Oh, my fucking God, Lauren."
Lauren saw Bo watching them in the mirror and whimpered; it was so hot that they could see each other as the other one did. She also noticed the blue flecks in Bo's eyes and smiled. They were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.
Lauren enjoyed her dry hump, but she was anything but dry and needed to feel skin on skin. In an instant, she had moved off Bo and removed her chinos, underwear and shoes. Re-positioning herself in between Bo's legs, she took hold of the band of Bo's lace pants and tugged them down along with her nightdress. Bo lifted her bottom, allowing her access to move them down her slender legs. Soon they were discarded to the floor, along with Laurens' clothes. They both looked at the mirror to admire how their naked bodies looked together, with the moonlight edging through the curtains and hitting them, giving a soft glow.
"You're beautiful." Lauren softly whispered, "Gorgeous, stunning, hot and beautiful."
Bo smiled, taking hold of Laurens' face as she pulled her into a gentle kiss. "You're perfect, Lauren." She saw the flicker of sadness in Laurens' eyes when she spoke. Bo wanted to know why but her body ached more, and even if a train crashed through the room, she would not stop what she wanted to happen. She pulled her face toward her again, this time with more want and desire, fucking her mouth until she felt the spark from Lauren turn back on.
Laurens' hand moved down her body and between Bo's legs. Bo spread wider as Lauren began to finger-fuck her. Using her own legs, she made sure Bo remained spread open wide while she drove her fingers in and out of her. With her thumb pressing against her swollen clit, circling when she was deep inside. Bo's hips bucked against Laurens' hand, all the time continuing her assault on her lips.
Lauren broke from the kiss and moved her mouth over Bo's breast. She needed to taste her.
Bo watched Lauren in the mirror, her stomach flipping. Bo was so close to her orgasm, knowing she could climax by just watching Lauren touch her body. Her legs twitched, her feet curled. Placing both feet on Laurens' back, allowing her even more access. Feeling as if she was levitating from the bed, Bo grabbed the sheets beside her to keep her grounded. Being held in her special place, feeling she could cry. It was magical. It was perfect. The thought of any second she would get her release turned her on so much more.
"Lauren, you're making me crazy." Bo panted.
Bo was so engrossed in this instant that she hadn't noticed Lauren had moved until she felt her tongue on her. It was then she knew, opening her eyes confirming it as a bounce of blonde hair moved between her legs. Bo bit hard on her lip, a scream edging its way to her throat. A new feeling encased her. She was literally being held on the brink of orgasm.
Hands withdrew and wrapped around her thighs as Lauren pulled Bo's clit into her mouth and sucked harder.
Bo unashamedly bucked against Laurens' face. Never before had she been held on the edge of ecstasy for so long. Lauren brought her hand back down into Bo's wetness, first two fingers, then three, curling them up to stroke her soft patch inside her. Lauren had deliberately toyed with Bo, and now she wanted to give her lover the release she so desperately wanted.
"Oh, my fucking God!" Bo screamed, trying to pull herself up higher onto the bed, but Lauren wouldn't let her escape.
It was mind-blowing. Bo felt as if her body would propel to dust when this was over.
If Lauren stopped, Bo thought she would cry, cry and beg. But she didn't, and Bo screamed even louder when she came. After her burst of ecstasy, she lay limp on the bed, quite obviously exhausted, as Lauren cleaned up her juices with her tongue and slowly removed her fingers.
Unknowing to them in that room, a group had gathered on the first-floor landing. Evony, Massimo and Tamsin were huddled together outside Tamsin's room. A storm was brewing, but neither Bo nor Lauren knew or would've cared; all that mattered to them at that moment was each other.