SMUTT WARNING - The movers have come and gone. Holly and Gail spend their first night together in their new home. If you don't want to read a graphic description about what happens when Gail gets home. please stop now!

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"Honey, I'm home!" Gail croons as she kicks her boots off and onto the rubber mat by the door.

I am standing in a sea of boxes and furniture when I hear the front door open. Gail is standing in the doorway carrying a bag of take out from the Thai place we discovered at the end of our new street, and wearing a ridiculously large grin.

"You are such a sap!" I tease, kissing her briefly I take the bag from her and head for the kitchen with our takeout.

"Aren't you supposed to greet me at the door with a martini or some other form of alcohol?" she muses.

"Oh really? Is that how we're gonna do this?" I smirk

"Uh huh." She follows close behind me.

"You're assuming I know where our alcohol has gone in this mess the movers left us. Much less my barware." I'm not sure where my dishes are and I don't know if Gail actually owns any.

"You own barware?" She asks, her eyes lighting up at the thought.

"Yup! I even own a refrigerated kegging system that I made out of an old dorm fridge and some lab equipment. I used to have it in my room when I was in med school." I say rather smugly. I was going to surprise her with it, and a fully set up and stocked bar, but God only knows where any of it is now.

"Wow! You are full of surprises. I knew buying this house with you was the right thing to do!" She teases happily.

I place the bag on the cutting board on island in the center of the kitchen next to the sink. She stumbles and nearly trips as I spin around to face her. I catch her in my arms to keep her from falling, and speaking of being full of surprises, suddenly her lips are on mine, hot and wanting. I open to her, breathing her in as she breathes out into my mouth with a sigh. My skin is humming, She tastes sweet and slightly like the beer I know she had while waiting for our order at the bar. She pins me up against the counter and then lifts me up to sit on it with her standing between my thighs. I make my lips soft and full as I suck on her mouth. Feeling her knees give way, I smile knowingly. She is so beautiful, and I am still amazed at how much she always gets to me. My hands clench and unclench reflexively on the collar of her shirt as she runs her hands beneath my sweater, pushing me back, knocking our forgotten take out into the sink. Her skin is flushed, her eyes are bright, I pull her to me and gasp, as her hard nipples rub against my stomach through her shirt, sending a shock of electricity directly between my legs. I don't know how she does it, but God, she turns me on like nobody ever has before. Maybe it's love, because my craving for her body has only gotten worse over time, and I can tell she feels the same about me. She kisses me harder, leaving my lips to nip at the tender skin below my ear. I hear myself moan softly as she breathes into my ear. I slide from the countertop. Our body's fit together like one. It's kind of embarrassing, but I've been thinking about doing just this all day. Maybe that's part of the reason I can't find anything, I wanted the movers to deposit my things and go before Gail got home.

"Mmmm, Gail… What are you doing to me?" I sigh into her mouth. Smooth Holly, really smooth. I am secretly rather thrilled that she has found the confidence to become this aggressive.

"Jeeze Holly," She laughs softly, "I mean, haven't you figured it out by now? And you call yourself a lesbian." She slides her hand up to palm one of my breasts gently in a way that erases any smart answer I might have given, before it has even had a chance to enter my head.

She tugs on my shirt and silently leads me from the kitchen, up the stairs and into our new bedroom. Her lips crash hungrily into mine again, and I am on fire. Thank goodness I was able to find the sheets and make the bed before she came home, is all I can think before she guides me around boxes and pushes me onto the bed. Our bed. She takes a step back and begins to unbutton her shirt, her eyes never leaving mine as I wriggle out of my jeans and send my sweater flying across the room. I love watching Gail's reaction when she sees I am wearing my sexiest purple lace bra and panties. The flush that rises from her chest, her pupils dilate with desire, say everything I need. I arch an eyebrow and grin smugly. She licks her lips and swallows hard, her breath hitches and I watch the color rise to the tips of her ears. I unclasp my bra and take it off slowly. Her mouth has fallen slightly open and speechless, in a way I find amusing, adorable, and sexy all at once. She quickly undoes her pants and lets the rest of her clothing fall in a crumpled heap on the floor. I sit up to greet her, drawing her in as she crawls on top of me. She lowers her head and runs her tongue up my sternum and across my clavicle, pushing me back into the pillows as she goes. There is fire in her eyes that makes my heart beat erratically. And then her mouth is on mine again, kissing me hard this time with probing tongue and urgent lips. I can no longer control the growing electric pressure in my chest as she runs the palm of her hand over the thin fabric of my panties. I gasp and cry out, my hips rising with a mind of their own to meet her. My fingers dig into her back. She catches my lower lip between her teeth, applying just enough pressure with her hand to make me crazy and leave me wanting more. I try to reach down and touch her too, knowing just how worked up she is rapidly becoming, but she grabs my hands and forces them up over my head, fingers entwined. Her thigh settles between my legs thrusting insistently into my clit. I am beyond words, lost in her rhythm, lost in her clear blue eyes. The depth of emotion I see there is almost enough to shatter my world alone, and then she stops.

"Fuck. Gail." I pant, "Don't stop! Please…"

She is breathing hard now too. She smiles an evil, little, do I ever have a plan for you, kind of smile. Her eyes glitter, wild with lust and glee that never fails to turn me inside out.

"Oh shit Gail! Please…" I hear myself begin to beg. "Please, fuck me!"

She kisses me again looking deep into my eyes. The low, breathless chuckle that begins in the back of her throat is possibly one of the sexiest sounds I have ever heard as she makes her way down the underside of my jaw with gentle teeth and tongue and lips. It makes my hips jolt and buck, seeking more contact where I need it. I strain against her fingers needing to hold on to her.

"Nuh uh uh, not so fast." She admonishes. "Stay right there!" she gives my hands a squeeze and lets go.

She continues her journey down my body, stopping to pay attention to my left breast. I arch into her mouth as she takes my erect nipple in her teeth and sucks hard.

"Oh, oh fuck, oh yes!" I hear myself moan, profanities dropping from my lips like ripe fruit. They spur her on, growing louder as her tongue flickers against my aching flesh. I am so turned on, I feel my breast spurt and leak as she sucks harder, with a corresponding gush of wetness between my legs and a growing pressure in my groin.

"Oh Holly, you taste so fucking good!" she moans taking my other nipple between her lips. Her hands splay across the back of my neck and tease the sensitive skin of my other breast. I reach down and grip her shoulders as she continues to inch down my body.

"Gail," I gasp

She looks up at me with smoldering indigo eyes.

"I thought I told you to stay right there." She whispers in a husky voice.

"I just want to feel your body against me." I whimper

"Hmmm…" She hums and turns around knees straddling my chest, hands stroking my thighs, continuing to explore my torso with lips and tongue. My breath hitches sharply at the sight if her exposed, wet and open before me. Before I have time to react further, my panties are removed with one swift tug and she leans in. Hands splay me open, my legs spreading wider, knees hitting the mattress as she penetrates me with her tongue. My back arches and my eyes fall shut. I am helpless against the exquisite sensation of her body pressed to mine and her tongue riding my clit like a wild horse. My breath comes in wordless gasps that grow louder as my body strains for release. I hear myself moan loudly as her fingers caress my sensitive entrance, tease but don't go inside. My legs shake, the muscles in my stomach burn, sweat trickles between my breasts and my arms grasp her body pulling her closer still. Her musky scent is intoxicating. I know what I need. Unable to control myself any more, I lean forward and burry my face in her center. She is so ready as I pull her salty, sweet clit into my mouth. Oh my God! She tastes like desire its self! She cries out, whimpers, and tries to pull away without ever removing her mouth from my burning core. I need her and I need to feel her cum. So I hold on tighter and enter her deeply with three fingers, my tongue beating out a rhythm of its own against her swollen clit. She begins to shake and gush as she enters me with her fingers too. I feel her begin to cum, as I begin to cum, as we begin to cum. And I hold on with all my might as we fall and fall and fall, the world crumbling down around us, hot tears falling, her voice calling out my name, blended with my voice calling hers drowning out everything but her, and us and this moment suspended in time.

Shaking and weak Gail pulls herself up to kiss me.

"I love you. I love you so much!" She whispers before collapsing on my chest.

"I love you too!" I mumble barely able to keep my eyes open. They slide shut again as I pull her closer.

She scoots on top of me, her leg brushing up against a still unbelievably sensitive area sending a mini-orgasm ripping through me unexpectedly. I cry out and my eyes fly open as my whole body shakes.

"Whoa Holly! Was that?"

"Um, yeah, it kinda was…" I reply sheepishly

"Wow!" She looks impressed. "So what kind of stud am I?"

We both start to laugh softly, safe in each other's arms.

It's after midnight when I wake up alone in a strange room. It takes me a moment to remember where I am with a smile. Our house. Our room. I get up when she doesn't return to bed shortly. As I approach the end of the hall I see a glow of light coming from the kitchen and hear the microwave chime. I step into the room and Gail hands me a plastic fork with a smile while cracking open a now warm container of Pad Thai.

"Hey, thanks!" I smile back at her.

"I woke up because I was starving!" Gail begins "And I realized we never ate our dinner!"

"And who's fault was that?" I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her lightly on the cheek.

"I donno." She tries to look innocent. She pops a fresh spring roll into her mouth and smirks, chewing.

"Uh huh." I smile wider.

"I'm sorry." She says shyly, "This isn't the way I thought our first meal alone together in our new house was going to be."

"That's ok Gail," I scoop up the Pad Thai, "You don't hear me complaining, do you?" and begin to head back to the bedroom.

"Hey!" She protests, "Hey, where do you think you're going with that?"

"Back to bed, of course." I turn to look at her. "Coming?" I know my smile is less than innocent. "I thought you said you were hungry…"

It takes her less than two seconds to let my words sink in before her eyes become round, she grabs her plastic fork, and catches up.

"Good thing we both have the next few days off!" She smiles, her eyes sparkle as she bumps me with her hip.