So sorry it has taken me so long to write this for you guys. I have had it half written since the last chapter was posted but then my kids broke up from school and all my time went to them, then I had a few family emergencies which resulted in two family members ending up in hospital.
The following morning broke with Catherine already awake by the time Sara pulled herself from her slumber. She had already showered and dressed for the day and was sat in the chair from the vanity which she had pulled to the window and sat gazing out of. Sara untangled herself from the mess of sheets and stood up, feeling surprisingly fresh considering her alcohol intake the night before. She stretched her back and let out a yawn before making her way to the bathroom to freshen up, Catherine's concentration never leaving the view from the window.
When she emerged, freshly showered and wrapped in a fluffy navy blue towel she had brought with her, Catherine was still in the same spot looking out the window.
"Did you sleep okay?" Sara made her way back to her bed and perched on the end with her towel wrapped firmly around her body. She was surprised Catherine had slept in her own bed given the first nights events and Catherine's confession. She had consumed so much alcohol in preparation of Catherine wanting to share her bed again and in the hopes that it would knock her out and she could sleep without embarrassing herself.
"Hmm, not really…" Catherine turned in her seat and faced the brunette who was now rubbing her hair with another towel to attempt to dry it.
When Sara's eyes connected with Catherine's she noticed something in them that she had never seen in Catherine's eyes before, it seemed like she was afraid of Sara. Like she didn't know who she was anymore. Seemingly gathering her courage Catherine took a deep breath and stood from her chair to face Sara fully.
"Why are you doing this? Is it some bet you have going? Let's see how easy Catherine really is, is that it?"
"What?" Sara stopped rubbing her hair and dropped the towel to her lap, trying to understand Catherine's rambling.
"What I want to know is why you? Why is it you trying to get in my pants? Why didn't they choose one of the boys? Surely that would be the more sensible option. Catherine's an ex stripper with a shady past so she's got to be an easy lay. Right?"
Sara couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did Catherine really think she would do something like that? Taking a deep breath to calm herself, the last thing she needed was for them get into a fight; she tightened her towel around her body and met Catherine's stare.
"There's no bet Catherine. I have no ulterior motive."
"So you're what? Gay?" At Sara's nod in the affirmative Catherine seemed to lose the fight within her. "Oh."
Again Sara nodded but this time she was on the same train as Catherine and knew what was going on. She gathered all her courage and stood from the bed, moving across the room until she was stood toe to toe with Catherine.
"Yes Catherine, I'm gay. The biggest dyke in the village. Does it make you happy to know that I've spent years wanting you? Does it please you to know that I've wanted to do this for a very long time?" She asked before pressing her lips to the enticing ones before her.
The kiss started out as only the press of lips against lips but when Catherine didn't pull away Sara's confidence grew, she placed her left hand on Catherine's hip while her other tangled itself in the golden locks she had wanted to run her fingers through for so long. Slowly she began to move her lips against the soft ones beneath her, her wildest fantasies couldn't hold up to the reality of kissing Catherine. The feel of her rosy lips against her own was indescribable. But those lips remained motionless as hers massaged and teased them, Sara realised she wasn't got any response and slowly began to pull back as the thought she had just probably gotten herself fired filtered through her brain when she felt the smallest of responses. Her lips were barely touching Catherine's when she felt a slight opening of Catherine's mouth. Smiling to herself she pressed her lips fully against Catherine's once again, this time she felt the woman in her arms shiver slightly. It was empowering feeling knowing that she had caused that.
Tentatively Catherine's lips moved against hers, slow and very very sensual. Nervous and unsure but very much involved in the kiss. Sara was on an incredible high from the kiss, it was everything she had ever imagined and more. Gently her tongue left her parted lips and fleetingly brushed against Catherine's full bottom lip. The quiet moan that greeted the movement sent her head spinning. How had she waited so long to do this? God, if Catherine killed her after it would be worth it. She would die incredibly happy.
Slipping her tongue into her mouth and exploring what she found there Sara moaned herself, Catherine tasted exquisite and the feel of her tongue dancing with her own was beyond erotic. Using her height to her advantage she hoisted the smaller woman up until her backside was perched on the edge of the vanity. Having Catherine fully at her mercy and tangling her tongue with hers was doing wonders to Sara's body. The fire that always seemed to burn in the pit of her stomach whenever she was around Catherine was now a raging inferno of desire and lust. Her whole body was alight with arousal, she could feel the thrumming between her legs letting her know she was ready and rearing to go.
Catherine's hands had now found purchase on her waist; she could feel the manicured nails digging into her flesh through the towel still wrapped around her now rapidly drying body. Her left hand brushed against her side as it made its way from her waist upwards. Before it reached its destination a loud ringing filled the room. Sara reluctantly broke the kiss and crossed the room to answer the phone, leaving Catherine sitting on the vanity with a dazed look on her face and desperately trying to pull much need oxygen into her deprived lungs.
"What?" she snapped into the phone.
"Your curtesy wakeup call ma'am."
"Right, great." She hung up without so much as a thank you, normally she would feel guilty for being so rude but right at this moment in time she just didn't care. She had been kissing Catherine fricking Willows and they had interrupted.
Turning back to face the room she found that Catherine had found her motor functions once again and was now stood with her back to her looking out of the window, arms firmly wrapped around her waist much like their first night in this room. Her defences were well and truly back up and whatever spell had been woven moments before was gone.
"Cat…" Sara started.
"You need to get dressed before we're late." Catherine's voice held no emotion at all.
Sighing softly Sara knew she wouldn't get through to her right at this moment, while she was so closed off, so she grabbed some clothes and went back into the bathroom to change. As she pulled her jeans over her hips she couldn't help wondering how far they would have gone if they hadn't been interrupted. She had no experience in an aroused Catherine but she had plenty of experience with other women and judging by Catherine's reactions to their kiss, she was very much into it.
She finished dressing and looked at herself in the mirror and made a decision, since she had already probably lost her job she might as well go the whole hog and actively pursue Catherine. She grinned at her reflection after her decision was made.
They met up with the boys shortly after in a diner they found that catered for Sara veggie needs. Once they were settled in their booth and all the food had been ordered Sara made sure the boys were distracted talking about the days schedule before she slipped her hand under the table and onto Catherine's jean clad thigh beside her. Feeling Sara's warm hand settle on her thigh Catherine jumped slightly and knocked the table with her knee, causing her coffee to spill onto the off-white table top. She jumped again to avoid the dark liquid quickly making its way towards her lap.
Nick, being the first to react, grabbed a stack of napkins and tossed them onto the coffee, the tissue instantly darkening as it soaked up the liquid.
"Jesus Cath, what happened?" Greg asked as Catherine's nervous eyes jumped from him to Sara. Sara, for her part, remained calm throughout and sat with a smirk on her face.
"I need the restroom." Catherine practically climbed over Sara in her attempt to get away from the table and make her escape to the restrooms located at the back of the diner.
The boys both turned their gazes to Sara who shrugged in response and sipped at her coffee.
When Catherine hadn't returned a few minutes later Sara got up to go check on her, leaving the boys to eat their pancakes.
Opening the door to the restroom she saw Catherine standing by the sinks wiping at some stray splashes of coffee on her jeans. Smirking to herself Sara made her way into the room, closing the door behind her quietly, and made her way over to Catherine. While she was distracted trying to clean her jeans as best she could Sara took the opportunity to step her game up and placed her hands on Catherine's hips while simultaneously pressing the length of her body against Catherine's back.
"You seem to have a little issue, let me help." Without waiting for a response she took the damp tissue from Catherine's hand and began to dab at the dark spots high on Catherine's thigh, her brown eyes meeting surprised blue ones in the mirror opposite.
One of her hands remained on Catherine's hip while the other worked on cleaning her jeans. Catherine seemed to have stop breathing and was staring at her in the mirror without a word, she didn't know whether to take it as a good sign or not. On one hand she wasn't pushing her away but on the other she wasn't pulling her in either. Breaking their locked gazes Sara lowered her lips to the tempting skin of Catherine's neck and tenderly brushed her lips against it. She flicked her eyes up to the mirror again without removing her lips from the delicious skin, what she saw made her entire being come alive. Catherine had closed her eyes, her bottom lip was between her teeth and her hands were clutching the sink.
Without a second thought she dropped the tissue, span Catherine around and pressed her against the counter while her lips hungrily sought out hers. Catherine kissed back without hesitation, her hands grasping at Sara's biceps while Sara's hand held her waist. Tongues mingled and duelled, lips moved against each other and moans were exchanged. Sara pulled her lips from Catherine's and kissed her way down her neck once again, Catherine tilted her head to expose more of the sensitive flesh to the other woman's wandering mouth.
Finding her pulse Sara ran her teeth along it causing Catherine to let out a whimper, Sara groaned herself. "God, I love that sound." She moved in again to do it again as her left hand cupped Catherine's breast through the fabric of her clothes. Before she had chance to go any further the sound of the bathroom door opening caused Catherine to hurriedly push Sara away.
Sara glanced at the person who had entered before looking back at Catherine, who had flushed a bright red colour, and went to take her hand to reassure her but Catherine quickly turned on her heel and marched out of the restroom. Quickly following her Sara grabbed her outside the door and turned her to face her.
"Hey, don't do this. Don't run."
"Let me go."
"Why? We need to talk."
"There's nothing to talk about." Catherine rapidly looked around her for a way to escape the situation.
"We kissed, Catherine. Twice. And I know you were into it."
"Drop it, Sara."
"Catherine, stop acting like a child. Why are you acting like this?"
"Because…"
"Because?"
"Because I'm not gay!" Catherine exclaimed before looking around them quickly to make sure nobody had heard.
Taking a step back Sara straightened up. "I never said you were. But you can be attracted to women without being completely gay, you could be bi."
Catherine's head spun to face her, her eyes narrowed and her jaw set. "Well I'm not." Now Sara had moved back she had room to escape around her and back into the diner, and she took it.
Sara watched her go with a sigh. She knew how difficult it was to accept ones true self and she didn't want to force Catherine but she also knew that Catherine was at least curious otherwise she wouldn't have moaned for Sara to continue not five minutes ago.
Shaking her head she followed her back out to the table but at a much slower pace. They were going to talk, sooner or later.
