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Kris wanted to reply, to say that she felt the same, but she never had the opportunity. Izzy released Kris’ hands and placed her own on Kris’ knees. With a slow, calculated move, Izzy parted her knees. She grinned as her fingers traveled up the inside of Kris’ thighs, her nails leaving a path of red ribbons that her tongue followed.
As Izzy approached her center, Kris’ breath became more and more labored. Finally, Izzy’s fingers and tongue found their way to the space between Kris’ legs and the air was pushed from her lungs.
Kris gasped, nearly screaming with pleasure, as Izzy’s tongue flickered against her most intimate spot. She had never dreamt that sex could feel this good, but it did. It felt amazing.
Her heels dug into the mattress and her fingers tangled in Izzy’s blonde tresses as she sucked her clit, bringing Kris to the edge of pleasure. Nectar poured out of her as her thighs trembled and a desperate moan escaped her, begging Izzy not to stop. She never wanted it to stop.
With a smile on her lips Izzy slipped a finger inside of Kris and moved it in and out, curling the tip in a way that made her see the most wonderful stars. Kris felt her body tingle as heat coiled in her belly. The sensation built until she felt like her body would be split in half from so much pleasure.
When she couldn’t hold on any longer, she curled her toes and tilted her head back, giving into the most amazing sensation. She sobbed Izzy’s name and gripped the matress beneath her as waves of pleasure crashed over her body.
As she finally relaxed, Kris opened her eyes just slightly and stared at Izzy as she pulled her finger out. With a mischievous smile on her lips, Izzy brought the finger to her mouth and sucked it clean.
Kris bit her lips as she imagined doing the same to Izzy. Another surge of desire ran through her body and she groaned. She took a deep breath and said, “When I wake up, I wanna do that,” she murmured as her eyes closed.
Izzy smiled and moved to lie down next to Kris. She stroked her lover’s hair adoringly and kissed her cheek. “Don’t worry about it, cutie pie,” she whispered. “We have all the time in the world.”
Kris knew that Izzy was right, but she wanted to hear Izzy moan and chant her name as she had Izzy’s. She wanted to bring her to the edge of oblivion and let her dangle until finally pushing her over the edge into the warm sea of pleasure.
She wanted all of those things, but first she needed to sleep.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kris drove the rental car through the quiet streets of Mt. Pleasant. It had been four years since she left the small town in her quest to find freedom and even more, to find herself. As she looked at the now black-haired beauty by her side, she realized that she ended up finding so much more. She found Izzy, and Izzy changed her life, as she always knew she would.
She reached over to grab Izzy’s hand and interlaced their fingers together. She was equally excited and scared to finally introduce Izzy to her parents. As much as Izzy said it didn’t matter, Kris knew it was time her family stopped seeing them as just roommates. She was proud of their relationship and was quite ready to call Izzy her soul mate in front of everyone.
“What was it like growing up here?” Izzy asked, glancing out the window at the countryside passing by. “This place is gorgeous.”
“It is gorgeous,” Kris said with a nod. “Unfortunately, a lot of the people here are still living in the dark ages. They can be pretty ugly if you’re not one of them.”
Izzy looked back at her with a grin. “I guess you were one of the pretty ones, then.”
“You’re a little partial,” Kris said, shaking her head. She held out her hand and Izzy laced her fingers into it. “I want to apologize in advance if this goes badly. My folks can be pretty judgmental.”
“Relax, baby,” Izzy said, giving her hand a squeeze. “I’m sure your parents will be way more understanding than mine have been. I’m sorry they refuse to meet you. I know it hurts your feelings because it hurts mine.”
“It’s not a big deal,” Kris said with a smile. “They’ll come around someday.”
“I wouldn’t hold my breath,” Izzy said. “Still, I’m a little surprised your folks seemed so open to the idea of our relationship. I really expected them to be even more resistant than my folks.”
Kris just nodded and concentrated on the road. The truth was, her parents had not been open to the idea of having a gay daughter when she finally told them the truth nearly two years after coming out to Izzy. But she had chipped away at their resistance, first by convincing her mom it wasn’t the end of the world having a gay daughter. Then she and her mom teamed up on her dad and he slowly, grudgingly, came around. He didn’t exactly give her his blessing and he said that he wished she was “normal”, but he agreed that if she was happy that was all that mattered. Now, her parents would meet the woman who was the source that happiness.
* * *
Kris was a little surprised to see her folks sitting on the front porch as she pulled up the farm’s long drive. Her mom’s hand went up and she waved excitedly. Her dad got to his feet and followed her mom down the steps to wait while they parked.
Kris found her breathing coming in short bursts. Her fingers tightened around the wheel. She did her best to put on a brave front for Izzy, who was smiling and waving and acting like she wasn’t nervous at all.
“Hello, baby,” he mom said, giving her a big hug.
“Hi, mom,” Kris said with a nervous smile. She turned to her father. They looked at each other for a second, then he opened his arms and she fell into them. Despite the past and everything that had happened, she was a daddy’s girl and his acceptance meant the world to her.
Izzy was waiting by the car with a smile on her face. Kris cleared her throat and gestured her forward. “Mom, dad, this is Isadora.” She looked at her girlfriend’s blue eyes and smiled.
“Call me Izzy.”
Kris’ mother had tears in her eyes. For a moment Kris worried that the weekend was about to turn into a crying fest, but her mother surprised her by throwing her arms around Izzy’s neck and pulling her in for a tight embrace.
