[Disclaimer] Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. I just like to mess around with her characters and turn them into lesbians.
[A/N]
Happy weekend to all of you. This chapter was one of my favorite to write. I hope you will like it.
Today's update is dedicated to my reader GISA103
9
I stuttered. The skin on my palms was moist with perspiration. Deep inside my stomach I could feel a wave of nausea beginning to start.
"Don't be nervous." Isabella told me, wrapping a towel around my shoulders to protect my clothing from the falling hair. She had insisted that she would be able to cut my hair just perfectly at her house. Now, I was sitting with my hands clasping my knees. I considered telling her to stop. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. I liked my hair the way it was.
If you don't cut it, they will do it. The vision made me quiver. For a moment, it was like I could feel the scissors tugging roughly on my scalp. But then, it was just Isabella's frosty hands caressing my forehead. "Do you want bangs? They would look good on you."
I coughed. "Whatever you think suits me best. I trust you."
She laughed and leaned forward to whisper into my ear. "You don't know whom to trust and who not, do you? Now, close your eyes and relax."
She worked fast. Maybe she was afraid I was going to jump up from the chair and run. I couldn't do it. Sitting here in the small bathroom, so close to Isabella made her alluring perfume much more prominent in the air. I took slow deep breaths that made me lightheaded. Curl after curl, I felt dropping down to the floor at my feet. I blinked a few times. The curiosity was killing me.
"No peeking until I am done with my masterpiece." She told me. For a moment, I felt her thumb brushing over my cheekbone. The sensation sent a delightful tingle from my scalp down to my tailbone. It was so good that I almost moaned my next breath.
Isabella placed her hands on my shoulders. She tugged down the towel and wiped a bit with it over my face. Then she told me to stand up but keep my eyes still tightly closed. With her guiding my way, we moved to another room. "Now, you may look at yourself."
I opened my eyes and blinked into a full-length mirror. My hair was short now. The curls ended just beneath my ears. She had given me bangs that framed my face beautifully. I looked amazing, like one of the models in my fashion magazine. I tugged on the wild springing curls. They emphasized my high cheekbones. I loved my new hair.
"Do you like it?" Again, she placed her hands on my shoulders. Then, her thumbs started some circling caress towards my neck. "It draws attention to your neckline." Having her touch me like this made me all fluttery in my stomach. "I think it looks absolutely stunning." She whispered. "You are a very beautiful woman, Alice."
I smiled and turned my head to look at her. Heat streamed into my cheeks when I stuttered. "Not as beautiful as you."
She wiped her forefinger over the tip of my nose. "I think you are very pretty just the way you are. So young…so alive….so alluring…"
Her lips touched the corner of my mouth. Lights flashed in front of my pupils. I could feel Isabella's tongue sliding between my lips. I tasted the cool sweetness of her mouth against mine. Instinctively, I turned my head a bit more, so her lips would touch me fully on the lips now. It was wonderful to have her kiss me like this, but soon, way too soon she pulled back. I panted like I had just run two miles. She didn't. Her breathing was still slow and steady. Maybe it was because she had kissed someone before. For me, this was my first, and I was sure I would never be able to forget it. "You kissed me." I stuttered. "On my lips."
"I am sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you like this. Are you alright?"
My knees felt weak. I had to stumble backwards and sit down at the corner of the bed. Isabella kneeled down in front of me and reached for my hand. She pressed two fingers against my pulse point. "Did I startle you? Please forgive me."
"I didn't know women could kiss other women like this." My whole face felt like it was glowing now. In my ears, I could hear the rushing of my own blood.
She caressed my wrist, letting her thumb circle up my lower arm. "Two women can be anything they choose to be with each other." She blew a kiss over the back of my hand. "Friends," Her lips pressed against the skin on my wrist, sending shivers through my entire body with the coolness of her mouth. "Sisters," She turned my hand to put a kiss into my palm. "Companions," Isabella kissed each fingertip of my hand very tenderly.
My heart was on fire. It pounded in my chest as if it was about to burst out any second. In all my life, I had never felt this way. "Would you like me to be your companion?" I asked, meeting her gaze. The color of her iris was darker now somehow. It seemed almost black. I didn't get more time to think about it.
Isabella's lips touched mine again. This time it was more like in my vision. She was being very gentle with me. Her tongue stroked my lower lip, and I moaned, opening my mouth a bit. The tip of her tongue lapped at the inside of my mouth. It grazed my teeth and finally swirled a fast circle around my tongue. Between my thighs, I was pulsing with heat, despite the snowy feeling of her mouth. She was very cold. Her face, her lips, even her tongue felt like a smooth cold stone. I breathed heavily when Isabella eventually broke the contact of our lips.
"Yes, Alice," she told me with a smile playing over her face. "I would like for you to be my companion very much."