Kerrie's lip began to tremble as tears built up again. She let out a strangled cry as Bette's warm words pierced straight to her heart. The gentle giant was reduced to a sobbing mess once more as she allowed Bette to pull her into a hug, guiding her head to Bette's shoulder as she left soft, reassuring kisses on her neck. The warmth and safety of Bette's embrace confused Kerrie. She wanted to pull away, look tough and unfazed, but she also wanted to let this moment happen. Let Bette be the strong one and take care of her, if only for as long as it took to rein in her tears.
With difficulty, she talked herself down from pushing Bette away. She tightened her hold on the blonde, allowing herself to soak up the support and love.
Love. That part wasn't lost on her. She could feel it emanating from Bette. With each stroke of her hand up and down Kerrie's back and soothing words of comfort between light kisses, love drenched every action. She didn't want to lose this. She didn't want to lose Bette.
Sniffling, she wiped her face on her shirt sleeve, her tissues lost somewhere in the couch. She cupped Bette's face once more and leaned in, placing a soft kiss on her lips. She groaned into Bette's lips. She missed kissing Bette. Missed her soft touches and lustful looks. She pulled back before it went too far. She needed to say a little more. "Do you think you have enough patience to put up with me while I try to work on being more open?"
"Of course. If you need to take some time to breathe through something, then that's fine, but come back to me. Let me be there for you. And I promise I won't go behind your back again. If I have concerns, I'll air them with you."
"Thank you. For everything—not just that last part, but everything. I want to make this work. Over the last two weeks, I realized how much I love you too. You're everything I've wanted but didn't think I deserved."
Bette let out a little gasp before flinging herself at Kerrie. Her arms went around Kerrie's neck, and Kerrie's went around her waist. Without thinking about it, she pulled Bette onto her lap. Bette yelped playfully and allowed Kerrie to move her until she was straddling the larger woman. Bette leaned her face close, and Kerrie enjoyed the feel of her rubbing against her. Bette whispered a demand, "Say it again."
Grinning, Kerrie nipped at Bette's lower lip quickly before giving in to Bette's demand. "I love you."
"I love you, too," Bette said before crashing her lips into Kerrie's.
Kerrie groaned, her hands already roaming the blonde's back before grabbing her ass and pulling her as close as possible. Heat built between them quickly. Desperate hands roamed over each other. It felt like a lifetime since Kerrie last had the privilege of touching the beautiful woman pressing hard against her. Her hands found the edge of Bette's top, sliding over deliciously smooth skin that felt as if it were on fire.
Bette gasped when she slipped her hand under the band of her bra and lightly pinched her nipple. Kerrie knew by now what actions Bette liked best, and breast play was a favorite. Normally she would take her time, but the pace was nothing close to slow. Frenzied moves and fumbling hands increased as arousal built between them.
When Bette began grinding into her lap, she pulled back and stared into heady eyes that looked as if Bette was desperate for more. Kerrie nodded her head upstairs. "Want to go upstairs?" The question came out in a pant.
Nodding frantically, Bette began getting off her lap and held out a hand to Kerrie, tugging. "Yes, now."
Chapter 35
The trip up the stairs and down the hall that seemed a lot longer than usual was filled with groping and one moment to get a few kisses in before they stumbled into her bedroom. She was surprised she had remembered to grab the monitor, but she didn't want to be interrupted without a heads-up, so she tossed it on the nightstand.
Bette grabbed at her shirt, forcing it up as far as her arms could when Kerrie took it off the rest of the way. Cool, air-conditioned air hit her uncovered top, making her shiver briefly at the sensation as her skin felt like it was blazing. She stopped Bette from taking off pants and boxers, instead gently slapping her hands away to yank Bette's shirt and bra off. "On the bed," she demanded breathlessly.
Bette didn't even pause. She stumbled backward on the bed, locking eyes with Kerrie as she crawled onto the bed after her. Normally, Kerrie would have allowed Bette to set the pace and be first up, but something in Bette's eyes told her she wanted Kerrie to take control. Wanted to feel desired.
"I want to be inside you," Kerrie whispered as she covered Bette's body with her own.
"Please," moaned Bette as she dragged her nails over Kerrie's back, sending a jolt of arousal shooting through her. God, she loved when Bette did that.
Kerrie grabbed the waistband of Bette's shorts and roughly jerked them off Bette's shapely legs. She paused, lifting Bette's leg gently to give herself a few selfish movements of placing soft kisses on the side of her calf. She felt the prick of hair under her lips and wasn't surprised when Bette whined, "I didn't shave. You don't want to feel that."
"Fuck, yes, I do. I don't care. I love your legs," she retorted but reluctantly let go so Bette didn't feel self-conscious.
She settled herself back over Bette, taking a dark pink nipple into her mouth, sucking and tonguing the tip. Bette shuddered and ran her hands through Kerrie's hair as her chest was lavished with attention. With every moan and increase in arousal, Bette's legs widened more and more. Kerrie loved the invitation. Her mouth let go of the nipple in front of her and traced a finger lightly over Bette's lower lips. "Do you need something?"
"Uh huh, please. I don't think I can stand much longer," she whined as she lifted her hips to seek more contact.
Chuckling at Bette's eagerness, she quickly reached for the side table, producing some lube and coating her fingers with it, rubbing it around as she settled back.
Without warning, Bette attacked her lips, pulling Kerrie roughly against her as she spread her legs wide. She demanded into their kiss, "Inside me, now."
Kerrie smirked into the kiss. She loved how needy and bossy Bette would get when she wanted to orgasm. It was like she was catching up for lost time.
Reaching down, she skimmed a finger over Bette's clit, making sure to get lubricant on it. Bette groaned as Kerrie filled her with two fingers, gliding in easily, and her thumb began rubbing circles over her clit. Their bodies began to rock in sync as their breathing became heavy. Kerrie was so turned on that she found herself feeling close to the edge just by pumping in and out of Bette. The sounds and heady smell of arousal surrounded them, and she cried out when she felt Bette's fingers sliding over her clit. She wasn't even sure how Bette had managed to reach her, but together, their fingers competed to see who could make the other come. They writhed against each other, panting and determined, and in the end, Kerrie didn't care one bit that she went first. The orgasms that ripped through her made her legs feel tense, then turn to jelly, and she had to pause, fingers still inside her lover, as she gulped air.
She didn't stop for long. Bette smiled triumphantly at her while her chest heaved. The sight lit another fire of determination within Kerrie. She slid down and clamped her lips around Bette's clit, sucking it with fever as she pumped in and out. Bette's hands found Kerrie's head once again and gripped her hair hard as she tensed. Kerrie continued to slide in and out, the task becoming a little more difficult as her walls clamped down. Bette let out a cry and then covered her mouth with her hand to muffle the beautiful groans and moans that fled her mouth as she rode out the waves of her orgasm.
When Kerrie was sure she had coaxed the last of her orgasm from Bette, she wiped her fingers on the pants she was still wearing and lay down beside Bette. Both eventuallyregained their normal breathing, and Bette rolled over, tucking herself against Kerrie. "That was wonderful."
Kerrie pulled Bette closer and nodded. "It was. How did you manage to bend to reach me?"
