Beca placed a hand on either side of Chloe, hovering over her before dropping to the mattress to lay next to the other woman. Both were breathing heavily with arousal. The project manager propped herself up on one elbow to look at the redhead. Chloe's pupils were blown as she looked at Beca with desire in her eyes. Her tongue flicked out to moisten her lips then she spoke. "Why'd you stop? Did I do something wrong?"
The brunette leaned over and gently kissed Chloe as she chuckled. "No, not at all. We were just uhhhhhh getting a little intense." She shyly ducked her head down, this time avoiding Chloe's eyes.
"Errrr isn't that the point Becs?" Chloe was still squirming a bit as she tried to shove her foot beneath the crook in Beca's knee to bring her leg back where she wanted it. The project manager smirked as she scooted a tiny bit further from the redhead. "Beeeeeeeeeecs." The redhead's libido was in full bloom.
Beca lifted her head to look at Chloe. "I just want to make sure we are okay." She motioned between them. "With this." Chloe's confused look told her she needed to be more specific. "Look, it's taken us a while to get to an honest first kiss. I don't want us to get all wrapped up in the heat of the moment and do something one of us might later regret."
Chloe flashed her million-watt smile at the project manager as she turned on her side facing Beca. "I assure you that I've wanted to kiss you for weeks. As far as this," she ran her hand along the bare skin on Beca's side, "I could never regret. Ever. I ache for you Beca. But if you want to go slow, need to go slow, I'm okay with that, too."
Receiving that permission allowed Beca to release the small bit of tension she was holding. "Slow is fine with me." Her voice was low and quiet as Chloe had said exactly what she needed to hear.
Chloe's words came from her heart, just as her actions when she was working on Beca earlier. The redhead decided to return Beca to a heighted state of bodily awareness. She rolled Beca back to her stomach, this time lying beside her. She began rubbing the smaller woman's muscles again, gently but firmly. Touching, just the essence of touch helped the small bit of tension melt from Beca's muscles. She ran her hand to Beca's head, intertwining her fingers in the woman's soft hair, massaging her scalp before allowing her fingers to drift to Beca's neck.
"I adore the way you touch me." Beca's voice broke the silence to startle Chloe who quickly recovered, soothing Beca's neck with her fingers, brushing against her throat.
"I adore touching you." Chloe leaned in to breath her words directly into the other woman's ear, gently nipping her lobe as Beca's breath caught. "Very much so." Chloe sat up and propped her back on the headboard. Beca's body was limp and offered no resistance when Chloe squeezed her tightly, eased her up between her legs, and wrapped her arms around Beca's chest. "I am not sure you know how much you mean to me Becs." Chloe's voice was soft, yet she was certain that the other woman did not miss what had been said.
Chloe rubbed Beca's shoulders and down her arms to her hands as whispers of desire escaped the redhead's lips. A slight smile escaped Beca's lips which let Chloe know that she was enjoying the feeling of their torsos pressed together. Her desire for the brunette was deep, and she couldn't resist softly suckling on Beca's neck. The woman leaned her head to the side to give Chloe more room as she drew in an excited breath.
"Chlo…" The redhead gave a murmured response. "God Chloe, that feels… you feel… fuck."
The physical therapist was allowing her hands to roam more, fingers drifting to various small muscle groups, gauging Beca's reactions to let her know the limits of touch. As Chloe moved her hands to Beca's front, the brunette flinched as fingers grazed her hardened nipples. The arousal had gone unnoticed but certainly was evident now as a familiar moan slipped from Beca's throat when Chloe began to knead her breasts.
Any bare skin was now fair game for Chloe to touch, from fingernails scraping Beca's stomach to her breasts to the portions of her bare legs that Chloe could reach. The only movement coming from the project manager was her pressing further back into Chloe. Yet when Chloe tapped her shoulder, Beca immediately complied to lie down and Chloe was right next to her, ensuring that skin contact was never broken.
"As erotic as you are and as bad as I want you, I want to preserve this moment." Beca pressed her lips against Chloe's in such a fashion that left no room for interpretation that she still wanted slow. "Your sweet, sweet lips." The rest of what she'd been trying to say was lost as Chloe took over the kiss. Beca's only recourse was to slip her hands through the fiery locks of the woman next to her and allow control to be taken. When Chloe did allow the kiss to be broken, both women were gasping. The kiss had not been hot and heavy but sultry in a different way, lips and tongues fitting together like puzzle pieces.
"Slow is good." She looked down Chloe's body, realizing that the woman had only removed her top earlier. Beca gave Chloe an evil grin as she slipped her hands down and hooked her fingers in the waistband of the redhead's jeans. She received the nod as she unfastened Chloe's jeans and began to work them down her hips. The redhead lifted her hips to help slipping off the bottoms, leaving both women only in their panties.
This time, Beca's hands began to roam with relaxing, soothing touches. She again pressed her lips against Chloe's knowing that if she looked at her, the redhead would be able to see the depth of ache in her eyes. As much as Beca was trying to preserve the moment, she found herself wanting to return to the earlier physical passion they had shared. Chloe's breasts were calling to her as she wanted to get the woman worked back up to the level at which they had been before. The closeness alone was creating havoc for Beca's body. She knew that she had already surpassed the level of wetness she'd earlier experienced.
Beca had somehow lost the ability to speak in nothing more than whimpers when she realized she was no longer being kissed by the redhead who was working her way down Beca's legs. Chloe rubbed her way down, dragging her breasts along Beca's skin until she made it to the project manager's feet. Never in a million years would have Beca thought that having the bottom of her feet massaged would be so erotic. Then when Chloe lifted a foot to her mouth and teasingly sucked the tips of her toes, Beca couldn't help the gasp that escaped her mouth. Chloe continued the sensual play by kissing her feet and running her tongue along the instep of Beca's foot – first one and then the other.
Beca could do nothing but bask in the sensations of being touched in ways never before imagined. Chloe tightened her grip on the brunette's calf and followed her hand with soothing lips on her legs. Beca lifted her head slightly to watch as Chloe continued to rub, to touch, to feel. She knew that the actions were exciting Chloe as much as they were her.
Once Chloe worked her way Beca's legs, she stopped and tilted her head as she stared at the woman with a near predatory look in her eyes. She drew her knees up then settled herself down on Beca's leg. At sometime during this, Chloe had shed her panties and had spread herself on Beca's thigh so they could both feel how wet the redhead was. "Chloe." Beca could barely get the name out of her mouth. At this point, Chloe knew she could take Beca. She could have her. Any. Way. She. Wanted. Control of her body had been fully relinquished.
As Chloe gently moved herself around on Beca's leg, she reached up with a single finger to Beca's face, around her lips. The brunette licked it, gently sucking. Chloe removed her moistened finger and dragged it across her cheek and down to one nipple. Her finger continued its journey down Beca's stomach and down to her hips. She traced the inside of the brunette's leg who immediately lifted her hips up, silently begging.
The redhead moved between Beca's legs so she could remove the remaining offending piece of clothing keeping the pair from being completely naked together. Having decided that there had been enough foreplay for lifetime, Chloe wasted no time in burying her face between Beca's thighs, saturating her face with the wetness that had been building. Her tongue wasted no time in flicking around Beca's most sensitive areas as the brunette was already beginning to shake and tremble.
Things were happening so quickly; Beca's back arched as her legs tightened around Chloe's head. But the two women had fought long and hard to get to this point; Chloe wasn't going to allow for quick release. She wanted to make sure that Beca knew that this was not going to be a one-time thing. She hooked her arms beneath Beca's knees and interlocked her fingers over Beca's stomach. When she backed her mouth off ever so slightly, Beca began to whine and beg. Her attempts to lift her hips back to Chloe's mouth were hindered by the redhead's hands locking her down.
Chloe almost climaxed herself when she heard Beca's soft voice, begging to be taken. She knew she was probably as wet as Beca, but she wasn't ready to let the woman come just yet. She moved her mouth away ever so slightly and used long strokes of her tongue to bring Beca back down from the precipice. Not yet. As much as Chloe wanted her, not yet. The cat and mouse game continued. She took Beca to the edge then eased her back down. When her begging, aching, and moaning turned to cursing and snarling, Chloe finally gave her want she wanted. She began to suck. And lick. Beca's back arched up, wails keening with an edge of fear that she was going to again pulled back from the brink.
Not this time. Chloe let her get so high. Get so wet. Beca was moaning… shaking…trembling to where Chloe thought she was about to explode right alongside the brunette. Chloe slipped two fingers into Beca. Deep. The project manager cried out and came down so hard on her hand as her body was fighting off orgasms. Her insides tightened on Chloe's fingers. While the redhead could not move her hand, she managed to work her fingers inside of Beca, reaching to the deep places against Beca's walls, the ones that made Beca scream and cry in a way that urged Chloe on.
Then… Beca exploded. And collapsed… exhausted. Slowly Chloe removed her hand, wiped her face on the sheets and crawled up the bed to reach Beca who was already curled up in a ball. The redhead reached to the floor to bring the discarded covers to cover them and wrapped her arms around the smaller woman. She softly kissed Beca on the back of the neck. The project manager hooked a hand in Chloe's arm that was draped over her. The last thing Beca felt before falling asleep was the beating of Chloe's heart against her back.
Beca's eyes fluttered open then she immediately shut them again when she saw no sunlight was streaming in her window. It's too early to be awake. She knew it was Saturday, one of the last days of her vacation, and Saturdays meant she didn't get up before noon unless she had to. When Beca felt another body behind her, she was reminded of a cruel dream earlier in the week where she had thought she was waking up with Chloe wrapped around her. She looked down and saw the same pale-skinned, freckled arm tucked around her waist. She wiggled her legs only to find Chloe's legs were wrapped around hers. Now she just had to figure out how to wake herself up from this dream.
"Becs?" A soft whisper of breath tickled her neck. "Are you awake?"
Beca turned over and realized that Chloe was really in her bed. This wasn't a cruel dream, or even a dream at all. The woman was in her bed. She looked into Chloe's sleepy eyes. "Good morning Red." She was rewarded with a smile from the redhead whose auburn locks looked as though she'd been through a wind tunnel.
"Morning baby. How are you feeling this morning?"
The term of endearment warmed Beca's heart as the previous night's events came flooding back to the forefront of her mind. "I'm feeling… good." Suddenly Beca became aware of exactly what all had happened or hadn't happened. "Oh god Chloe. I'm so sorry. I … fell asleep on you. I'm so sorry."
The redhead twittered at Beca's concern. "If you are worried about me, don't be. Let's just say I… enjoyed you. A lot!" She winked at Beca which caused the brunette to blush. "Are we okay?" Chloe's banter turned to concern.
Beca closed the indiscernible gap between them. "We are… okay. More than okay." She tenderly cupped Chloe's face in her hands and lightly touched their lips together. She then pushed Chloe's shoulder, indicating she wanted Chloe to turn to her side. "It's only fair. You held me all night, so it's my turn." She wrapped her arm around Chloe's waist. "I'm not quite ready to get out of bed just yet."
The next time Beca opened her eyes, an empty space next to her in bed along with the smell of coffee prompted her to swing her legs over the bed and look around for some clothes to slip on. She grabbed an old t-shirt from her dresser and pulled on some raggedy sweatpants, so she could stumble into the living area with some modicum of modesty. Chloe was wearing the robe Beca had donned the evening before when she'd gone to explore the Staubrey evasion. Her auburn hair was wrapped into messy mop of curls on top of her head. Beca couldn't take her head off of the woman.
"It's creepy to stand there and stare Becs." Chloe turned around with a coffee cup in her hand. She brought the mug to her mouth and took a sip. "Good morning. Coffee?"
"Good morning." Beca flashed a huge crooked grin. "I think I like seeing you standing in my kitchen, in my robe." She made her way over to Chloe, took the coffee from her hands, placed it on the counter, and wrapped her arms around the woman to pull their bodies close. Beca leaned her head forward and rested her forehead on Chloe's, making sure their eyes never broke contact. Chloe's gaze was intense as she kept looking down to Beca's lips then back to her eyes.
Beca ran both her hands up Chloe's arms and cupped her hands around the redhead's face. Her tongue darted out to lick her own lips as she held Chloe's chin in her hands. She dipped her head and slowly closed her eyes as she subtly and softly brushed her lips against Chloe's. Beca paused and softly inhaled the smell of her and whispered. "You smell nice Chlo."
"You probably smell the coffee." Chloe whispered back, her heartbeat quickening because of Beca's proximity. Beca opened her eyes, grinning at Chloe as she barely touched their lips together as she kept her eyes locked on Chloe's. Beca's light touch turned to a soft kiss which then turned to a full kiss. Chloe softly moaned as Beca finally relented to a stronger kiss.
When Beca broke the kiss, she reached around for Chloe's coffee cup and handed it back to her. She then poured herself a cup and turned to lean against the counter against which Chloe was leaning. "Been up long?"
Chloe drained her coffee as she shook her head. "Only one cupful."
Beca padded over to her refrigerator and pulled out a sack of fresh bagels. A continued search yielded some cream cheese and some berries. "This would do for a light breakfast. Or would you rather go out?" As an answer, Chloe reached for the berries, began slicing the strawberries and placing them in bowl as Beca toasted the bagels.
"Two more days." Chloe made a face as she made this admission to the project manager. "Then it's back to reality. Despite everything, I've had an incredible week Beca. Definitely the best Spring Break ever. I don't want this to end." She leaned over to give Beca a kiss on the cheek.
"Who said this is ending?" The project leaned over and gave Chloe a soft shoulder check. "I kind of having you in my life and not just in my office. Plus, there is what, a little over two months until graduation? Your licensure exam? Then you get to start practice."
Chloe stretched her arms over the breakfast bar and buried her face against the crook of her elbow. "Ugh. School. Becs, I have no idea what I'm going to do. I still haven't decided about board certification."
"Is that something you have to decide right away?"
"Ahhhhh I have a line on two clinics with open positions I may apply to. I need to talk to my advisor to see his recommendations on what to do. Meh."
Beca snuggled her face into Chloe's neck and began to raspberry her bare skin. "I have a recommendation. How about we go to Hell's Kitchen? I know there are cooler flea markets over in Connecticut, but Hell's Kitchen is so much easier to get to from here."
The redhead immediately popped up, any sign of a dour look wiped from her face. That smile. Beca would do anything for that smile. "Shopping… yay!" Chloe clapped her hands. "The weather is warming up enough to have lots of vendors out."
The pair finished their meager breakfast then agreed that Beca would come over to Chloe's flat in about an hour to give her time to shower and freshen up. As much as neither woman wanted to part company, they knew if they wanted to actually see HKFM that day, Chloe needed to head home for a bit.
As Chloe left the brunette's, she pulled her phone out of her jacket pocket and powered it on then slipped it back into her pocket. Both she and Beca had turned their phones off after the incident with Staubrey so that the would not inadvertently be interrupted again. She could feel the vibrations of the messages coming into her phone.
When they finally stopped, she pulled her phone out and saw she had a dozen text messages from her best friend and three voice mails. Chuckling, she began reading through the texts which clearly showed how frantic Aubrey had been when she and Stacie had left the apartment. The apparent panicked state her best friend had shown through in the texts.
Chloe thought about what she wanted to say then thumbed out a quick message.
To Aubrey: Hey, my phone's back on
To Aubrey: Hope you two had a good night ~wink emoji~
The response was almost immediate as Chloe's phone rang. The redhead answered with a sing-songy voice. "Hi Aubrey, you little minx you."
"Chloe! Thank goodness. I thought you weren't talking to me." Aubrey's voice was shaky, nervous.
The redhead smiled as she responded. "No silly. We just turned off our phones… and double latched the front door."
Aubrey breathed a sigh of relief. "Chloe, I have no idea how to apologize to you, so I'll just say I'm sorry."
"It's okay Bree. You two seemed to get … caught up in the moment… even though the moment you interrupted was only a backrub, not what you apparently thought. But it was a good massage though… had potential." She could sense Aubrey turning red through the phone.
"I don't know how I'm going to face Beca at work on Monday." Aubrey's angst was building again.
"Well you have a day and a half to figure that out Aubrey." Chloe felt that her friend was about to launch into questions about her and Beca. She wasn't quite ready to share so she blurted, "hey – I need to go for now, but we can talk later. Okay?"
The two women walked through the flea market, periodically browsing through the booths which held a hodgepodge of vintage items mixed with a little bit of junk. There were book sellers as well as jewelry, craft, and art vendors. Beca seemed particularly interested in older pieces of framed art and photographs. She made several bulky purchases and plied Chloe with kisses to help her carry her items.
Beca spied a crafty-type vendor and veered over towards the artisanal bath soap stall, Popi. There were a myriad of scents drifting around the space, making picking any one out difficult. Many of the soaps also had lotions and candles with the same smell. The project manager motioned Chloe over and motioned for her to smell some of the product. The redhead lifted various boxes to her nose to sniff.
A blonde about the same height as Stacie approached the pair. "Good afternoon ladies. Are you finding flavors to you liking?" She stood behind the display table with her arms behind her back.
A brunette walked up beside the other vendor. "Piper, I told you, they are scents. Soaps don't have flavors." She walked off in a huff.
The blonde rolled her eyes at her business partner. "Don't mind Polly. Anyway, how can I help you?"
Beca urged Chloe to pick out two sets of the soap, lotion, candle combination packages. Chloe selected vanilla and lavender. The project manager added rosemary mint to the pile. As Piper packaged their purchase, Chloe dug into her purse for her credit card. Beca immediately held up her hand to stop Chloe. "No babe, this is on me. My thank you for taking care of my back when I was injured."
"Becs, I can't let you do that. Remember, it's my fault you hurt yourself. No…" Chloe tugged on Beca's sleeve, pouring on a tremendous amount of Chloe charm as she batted her eyelashes and pouted.
Piper laughed at the redhead's antics. "How do you resist her?" She finished the last protective paper wrap and bagged the items.
"It's hard; believe me." Beca body-blocked Chloe from the display table where the vendor was patiently waiting for payment. She captured the redhead's lips with hers as she held her arm backwards with her credit card.
The vendor swiped her card and completed the transaction. After she cleared her throat, Beca broke the kiss and turned to sign the iPhone screen. "Thanks Piper."
As the pair walked away, Chloe latched herself to Beca's arm as best she could since they were both ladened down with purchases. She was chattering away about the flea market, the stalls they had visited, basically everything since the moment they had arrived. "I wish we could carry more. I could stay here for hours."
Beca chuckled. "We can make a habit of this, you know. Visit different flea markets, wander around, get in trouble with everything we buy."
"Hey," Chloe chirped. "I didn't actually buy anything today. This," she dramatically shifted the purchases they were carrying, "was all you."
Leaning over to kiss her cheek, Beca said, "Yeah, well, some of it is for you."