Chapter 12

Charlie reached out and pulled Joey towards her, pushing her bag off the bed as her lips collided with those of her lover's. She heard the thump as it landed on the floor, and she heard noises as some of its contents scattered around the room – but she didn't care. They could be picked up tomorrow. She pushed Joey onto the bed and lunged on top of her. Joey wrapped her legs around her. They held their gaze, looking at one another, aware that their breathing had suddenly quickened and become harsh. They tried to control it, taking deep inhalations. As they thought about what was they wanted to do to one other, there on that bed, they became deeply aroused. They began to feel the same adrenalin rush they felt during the concert – it coursed through them, making them feel even more alive, ready for the night ahead of them. It had been a long day with much travelling, but neither was ready for rest.

Charlie had longed for this ever since she saw Joey earlier that morning. She had wanted to feel her body against her own – naked and writhing. Now was her chance at last. She leaned close, her mouth brushing against Joey's neck. Joey exhaled at the touch of Charlie's soft, full lips on her. She wrapped her arms around her, pulling Charlie as close to her as she could. Their lips found one another and they kissed passionately. Joey slid her hands down, grabbing Charlie's blue sequin top and pulling it upwards sharply. Charlie steadied herself on her legs, and extended her arms into the air. Joey slipped the halterneck off and allowed it to fall to the floor. She was braless, her breasts now exposed. Joey gazed up at them and extended one hand gingerly to touch them. She caressed them, stroking gently with her thumb.

Charlie lay atop her again, kissing her deeply. Joey slid her hands along Charlie's hips and down over her thighs – then pulled up her skirt at the rear, slipping her fingers inside her briefs. She grabbed the soft flesh of her buttocks. Hard nails scraped hard against fragile skin. Charlie cried out as they left their mark on her - four long, red expressions of lust on either cheek. Never had pain felt so pleasing to her.

They kisses intensified, becoming ever more passionate. Charlie grasped at the button of Joey's jeans. She quickly pulled the zip down and raised herself up again so she could remove them completely, tugging at them with all her strength. They were getting in her way! She held out her hands for Joey to take them and pulled her until she sat upright. Joey's blouse was history too - unbuttoned and on the floor in seconds. Charlie pushed her back onto the bed again, collapsing on top of her and kissing her hard. She slid her arms underneath Joey's back and pulled her tight towards her, her hands roaming all over her body with a fervour that Joey had never felt before – and it aroused her even more.

Their lips remained locked together as Joey's hands searched for a way to unbutton Charlie's skirt. It needed to go – immediately! She found the zip and pulled hard on it. Then she pulled downwards on the pretty blue garment until it fell around Charlie's knees, then did the same with Charlie's briefs. Charlie raised the lower part of her body, wriggled until they slid to her feet then flicked them off the bed. She drew their lips apart finally, gazing at her lover tenderly.

Joey smiled warmly as their eyes met. Charlie had a look of lust in her eyes that made Joey's heart palpitate - she realised that she would be at the mercy of her lover for quite some time. She felt protected and loved and in love and in lust all at the same time. It was the most beautiful feeling in the world to her.

Charlie kissed her softly on the lips, then moved her attention to her jaw line - kissing, licking and occasionally biting gently on her jaw bone. The sensation felt incredible to Joey and it sent her into a state of ecstasy. Charlie kissed lower, moving from one side of her neck to the other, bombarding her with sweet, wet kisses. Her hands explored wildly – her breathing became shorter - rasping.

"God, Joey ...," she whispered, "... I just can't seem to get enough of you." She continued her assault on her lover's body. Joey smiled contentedly as Charlie pulled her as tight to her own body as she possibly could. The words were like poetry to her ears and she knew that Charlie meant them.

Joey slid her hands up along Charlie's frame until they reached the back of her neck. Then grabbing the back of Charlie's head gently, she guided her lover back up until their lips met again. She grasped Charlie by the hair – feeling her soft locks run smoothly between her fingers. It cascaded downwards - resting on Joey's face, neck and shoulders. She thought it tickled just like a feather did.

Charlie allowed her tongue to delicately trace the lips of her lover. Joey loved it – it was so sensual. She responded. Her tongue gently lapped at Charlie's upper lip, then her lower, before they pressed hard against one another, kissing deeply, tongues exploring ever further inside each other's mouths – feeling each other's breath resounding within.

Charlie slid one hand underneath Joey's back and unclasped her bra. She slipped it off and released it, almost throwing it across the room. She sat up again and moved Joey's leg across her own body, placing it beside her other one, gazing down at Joey's breasts as she did. She thought they looked beautiful. She turned Joey onto her side, facing away from her and placed a trail of tender kisses from her hip all the way down to her ankle. Joey let out a long, loud exhalation at the sensation of Charlie's lips against her.

Charlie slowly made her way back up, leaving a trail of kisses behind her. When her lips eventually neared her briefs, she slid her fingers gently inside until they became very, very wet. She lay down behind Joey, shadowing her body. Joey raised her leg a little, allowing Charlie to enter her more deeply. She steadied herself in anticipation of what Charlie was about give her.

Charlie buried her face in Joey's neck, kissing and licking as her fingers did the rest of the work. Her other hand supported her weight, and she held it against Joey's back, massaging her with her long, thin, yet powerful fingers. The combination of Charlie's actions sent Joey into a state of pure bliss – one that she never wanted to come down from ever again.

Charlie kissed and licked every inch of skin that her wetted lips could reach. She kissed Joey's earlobe, taking it gently between her teeth. The feel of Charlie's breath in her ear made Joey's skin erupt in tiny goosebumps. Her nipples hardened even more.

Joey's body began to writhe, in the way Charlie had longed to feel all day. Both women became even more aroused, their skin tingled and burned as their bodies rubbed against one another, now slippery with perspiration. The air around them smelled so good – sweat, sweetly mixed with perfume.

Joey could feel herself nearing the moment of release. She inhaled loudly, holding her breath as she felt the tingling deep within her. She moaned softly as her movements quickened in unison with Charlie's. Her breath became even more rapid.

"I'm gonna ... oh god ... I'm gonna...," she breathed the words between gasps, "... come ... really ... really ..." She cried out as she felt an eruption of pleasure between her legs. It throbbed, making her arch her back and bring her legs together. Charlie's fingers were squeezed tight between Joey's thighs. Joey collapsed onto the bed.

"Hard? Was that the word you were looking for?" Charlie whispered, grinning broadly.

Joey giggled in silence. She couldn't speak – so she nodded her head in response.

Charlie laughed at her lover's inability to answer her out loud. She was pleased with herself and she allowed herself to relax, coaxing Joey to lie back against her. She gently slipped her fingers upwards, resting them on Joey's hips. She continued to place kisses all along Joey's neck.

Joey fought hard to regain her composure – but it wasn't easy. She couldn't feel her legs, her body quivered and she realised her eyesight was fuzzy. It might take her several minutes to recover before she could even move again, let alone repay Charlie's lustful generosity. Charlie slid herself backwards a little, allowing Joey to rest properly on her back on the bed. She moved in closer again, resting her head against Joey's breasts. Joey slid her arm around her and pulled her closer. They wriggled until they were both comfortably snuggled together. Joey ran her fingers along the length of Charlie's back, tickling her.

Charlie lifted her head to gaze at the woman she loved. A gentle smile spread across both their faces.

"Thank you ..." said Charlie softly, "for an amazing day."

Joey's smile became a huge grin. "You're welcome."

"It was the best birthday I've ever had."

Joey was thrilled. It was exactly what she wanted to hear. They moved closer and kissed tenderly.

Suddenly they heard an alarm bell ringing. They both sat upright instantly.

"What the hell is that?" asked Joey.

"Could it be a fire alarm?"

They were not sure. It didn't really sound like it was coming from inside, although it was very loud. Joey stood up off the bed, grabbed the white sheet from the bed and wrapped it around herself. She was going to investigate. She did her best to walk quickly over to the sliding doors to the outside balcony, but stumbled on the way. She hadn't fully recovered yet. When she open the door, the noise immediately became louder. She leaned over the railing and looked down.

Turning around, she said, "False alarm. It's coming from the next building ... not this one."

Charlie relaxed back onto the bed – and gazed up at the ceiling.

Joey was about to come back inside when she noticed a stairwell leading upwards. She also noticed that they were on the top floor. She wondered if it led to the roof of the hotel. She investigated, climbing the steps and disappearing from Charlie's sight.

Charlie sat up again and stretched her neck, trying to figure out how Joey had suddenly gone out of view. She became instantly concerned and stood up, rushing over to the door. Just as she reached it, Joey appeared, smiling.

Charlie looked at her, puzzled – wondering what she had seen up there.

"We HAVE to go up to the roof ... now," she said.

To be continued ...