A/N: WARNING! This chapter contains a small sex scene. If you don't like it, please skip over. Please read and review. Enjoy!
Sierra was lounging by the pool with Becky when suddenly cold water splashed on her and she cried out in surprise. Sitting up she saw Becky in the pool with a smile on her face. "What was that for?"
"Had to get your attention somehow."
"Calling my name would have worked just as well."
"Yeah but it wouldn't have been as much fun. Come in and join me love."
Sierra smiled, stood up and walked over to the pool before diving in. She surfaced, pushing her hair back from her face.
Becky swam over and wrapped her arms around Sierra's waist, pulling her into a kiss. "Are you having fun here with me?"
"Yes baby, I am. Thank you for inviting me to spend our time off with you."
"There's no one else I'd rather spend time with." Becky whispered, kissing her again.
The next thing Sierra knew her back was against the wall of the pool and her bikini bottoms were pushed to the side as Becky thrust two fingers in and out of her while rubbing her clit with her thumb. "Oh God Becky..." Sierra moaned, clinging to her.
"You're so wet for me. You going to come love? I want you to come all over my fingers." Becky said, thrusting her fingers even faster as she leaned over and nibbled on Sierra's neck.
"Yes, yes! So close baby...oh fuck Becky!" Sierra screamed as she grabbed a handful of Becky's hair and pulled on it.
"Yeah, that's it. God, you're so beautiful." Becky stated, kissing her and touching her gently as she rode out her orgasm.
Sierra sighed happily then groaned as Becky slowly pulled her fingers out of her. "What about you?" Sierra asked once she was able to think straight again.
"Later...this was all about you. Let's get dried off and go inside."
"Sounds good to me."
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After making some popcorn and getting other snacks as well as drinks, they settled on the couch to watch Some Like it Hot with Marilyn Monroe and Tony Curtis. They were about halfway through the movie when the doorbell rang.
"Dammit." Becky sighed, her head dropping back on the couch.
"Were you expecting anyone?"
"No but I better go see who it is anyway." Becky paused the movie and waited until Sierra moved before getting up and going to open the door, surprised to see Charlotte standing there. "Char? What are you doing here? Is everything ok?"
"I need to talk to you and Sierra."
"Sure, come on in." Becky stepped back to give Charlotte room to walk in the house. "Is something wrong?"
"I think that's going to depend on Sierra's reaction."
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Sierra looked up from her phone when she heard her name and she smiled when she saw Charlotte. "Hey! How are you doing?"
"I'm good. I hate to interrupt your time off together but there's something I think you should see." She pulled up a website on her phone and handed it to Sierra.
She looked at the phone and saw pictures of her and Becky kissing on the beach. "Well fuck. Isn't that just wonderful?"
"What is it?" Becky asked, sitting down next to Sierra so she could see the phone. "Sierra..."
"Relax baby, I'm not going to freak out and run. I'm more pissed off that someone had to go and photograph our private moments."
Becky sighed in relief and wrapped her arms around Sierra, pulling her close. "It goes with the territory of being seen on television all the time. People are always taking pictures of me."
"I know but it still sucks." Sierra replied just as her phone chimed with a text message. She picked the phone up and sighed. "Just great."
"What is it love?"
"A text message from Bobby."
"What does it say?" Becky asked, leaning over to look at Sierra's phone.
'Have you lost your damn mind? Parading around on the beach with her half naked like some whore!'
Becky growled and snatched the phone out of her hand.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"You'll see." Becky mumbled, scrolling through her contacts until she found the name she was looking for. She dialed the number and waited for an answer.
"I knew you'd call me."
"This isn't Sierra you bastard! I'm sick and tired of your constantly calling her a whore! She's done with you, get that through your thick skull and move on."
"You have no right to be calling me and talking to me like that! Sierra's mine!" Bobby yelled and Becky laughed.
"She was yours but she's mine now and I'll be damned if I let you keep harassing her!"
"Yeah? And what are you going to do about it huh?"
"Keep it up and you'll find out. Do you realize how pathetic you look still chasing after a woman who clearly wants nothing to do with you?" Becky asked, pacing back and forth. She glanced at Sierra and smiled when she saw the other woman trying to contain her laughter.
"I'm not chasing after anyone!"
"Yeah, right. Constantly calling and texting her...no, that's not chasing after her at all. Wake up and face the truth Bobby...she doesn't want you anymore!" Becky shouted and hung up the phone. She looked over at Sierra and was surprised to see the desire in her eyes. "Love what...uhm Char thanks for coming over and telling us but..."
"I got it." Charlotte said, laughing. "I'm out of here. You two enjoy your time off."
"Oh, we will." Sierra replied, waiting for Charlotte to leave. Once the door closed, she got up and walked over to Becky. She wrapped her arms around Becky's waist and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
"Not that I'm complaining love but what brought this on?"
"Do you know how hot you are when you get all pissed off?" Sierra buried her face in Becky's neck, kissing and nibbling her.
"Oh God..." Becky moaned, grabbing the back of Sierra's head to hold her in place. "Sierra..."
She pulled back and kissed Becky again, smiling at her. "Let's go upstairs and I can return the favor from earlier."
"You don't have to tell me twice." Becky took her hand and practically dragged her up the stairs, both women laughing the whole way.