Outing of the Heart (81 page)
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Authors: Lisa Ann Harper
âThea, that's so kind of you,' she averred. âEverything's okay just now. Can I phone you in the week and let you know how I'm fixed?'
âYes, of course.' She waved an admonishing finger. âNow you be sure to do that,' her voice was stern, but the smile soft. âMy only evening commitment these days is Wednesday night.'
They all embraced except Reine and Sidonie. âThat's funny,' Tenille thought, but put it on one side to think about later.
Sidonie pointed the nose of the car in an uptown direction and very soon they were outside the house.
âThe evening's over too soon,' Tenille complained sadly. âI do like your friends, Sid.'
âThey're your friends now, Babe,' she reminded her. âWhen we're settled, I'd like to invite some other friends over to visit and meet you ⦠if that's OK with you, of course?'
âYes. I'm looking forward to becoming more a part of your world instead of being a sideliner,' she confessed.
Sidonie turned to her and took her by the shoulders, her eyes flaring. âYou have never been a sideline with me. Don't say that,' she blurted, hearing her voice too loud as she gave Tenille's shoulders a small, rattling shake. âUp front and centre is how you are with me, since the moment I set eyes on you.' She released Tenille and sat back in her seat, a dark look clouding her face, her eyebrows closing together, drawing with them deep furrows.
âHoney, don't take on so. I didn't mean it the way it sounded.' Tenille's concern caused her voice to quaver. âI just meant that, as a couple, we'd be socializing and doing things ⦠together, different from us meeting out ⦠and everything.' She felt a strangling feeling in her throat and tears pricked behind her eyelids. âDarling, you know what I mean.' A sensation close to alarm washed over her. For a fleeting moment she had forgotten about this girl's volatility. She hoped, desperately she'd not turned her mood. She looked at her, wet eyes full of concern as anxiety choked her throat. âYou
do
understand what I'm saying don't you?' she appealed, her face stricken, tears threatening to spill over.
âYes Babe, I know where you're coming from.' She pressed her fingers to the tops of her eyeballs. She had felt unnerved. âIt's just that you are so important to me. I hate to think of any misunderstanding between us.' She took her hands away. âYou know we're too intense, too serious sometimes. We'll have to learn to loosen up.' She grimaced.
She should lighten up. It was not Tenille.
âWe will,' she assured her. âWhen we get ourselves settled.' Her voice faltered slightly as she felt the beating of her heart. âDo you realize that although we've known each other since April, we've never really spent âordinary' time together. Our moments always seemed to be snatched from busy schedules, or stolen between other people's time.' Her dark eyes gleamed brightly and Sidonie could just discern the trembling of her full, bottom lip, before she leaned her head against her shoulder.
âWhen we're in our own place we'll actually be able to wake up together,' she continued, âlike a normal couple. We'll drink our coffee and OJ while watching the news on TV.' She lifted her head slightly to look at Sidonie.
âDo you have a TV?'
Sidonie cleared her throat. âI haven't.' She looked at her through the corner of her eye. Once home she was too tired to do anything but shower and crash. âStill,' she added confidently: âSally Ann's bound to have an âel cheapo' with our name on it. Hey ⦠â the thought struck her, â â¦will this mean I'll have to give up going to the bars?' pulling back to look squarely at the woman beside her.
âI don't know,' she measured her words slowly as she returned her gaze, eyes wide with innocence. âPerhaps we can both go ⦠or do you only dance with strangers?' delivered with a playful punch on the shoulder.
âDance with you?' she teased. âI'll have to think about that one.' The evening together had been wonderful. Knowing a place to live had been taken care of, it was now possible to loosen up. Her inner feelings were being given a freer rein. The troubled mood that had beset her was gone and the bright, curving smile was back.
âTime you headed for home, Honey,' Tenille sat up.
âYeah. I'll see you inside Babe and then be off,' but the fire in her eyes quickened.
Sidonie helped Tenille out and to her door, then dealt with the key. âCan I ⦠come in?' she asked tentatively, unable to fight the impulse to spend just a little more time with this delicious woman.
âOf course,' she reassured her. âI'm not the one who has to get up, so I'll be guided by you as to how long you stay. Do you want a nightcap?'
âI want you.' she said huskily, her eyes devouring as they followed her into the room and watched the crutches being set against the counter. Ten turned from the kitchen sink as she felt her come up close. âTenille.'
She could hear the raw desire in her low, hoarse voice, its sound running along her nerves as Sid picked her up, her strength making light of Ten's delicate body, the bones so slender and fragile.
âDarling,' Ten murmured into her hair as she felt herself transported by long, purposeful strides to the bed. She thought she may be unceremoniously dropped, but with one knee braced on the side, Sid lowered her gently to the coverlet. She felt herself sink softly against the pillows, heart pounding against her chest as if to burst forth, the power in Sid's body and the heat of her proximity invading her. Such a response, it was all she could do to draw breath, the blood pounding so in her ears. She turned towards Sid as she lay down beside her, arms clasping and binding her tight against her breasts to still their aching tightness. An electrifying shiver ran through her as she pressed her hips against her in a desperate need for closeness. Sid's hand smoothed its way across her back as she drew her in. She felt her firm butt and slim hips, letting her own move against Ten's softness. Her mouth was just inches away and at last, their lips met in that longed for union of a deep kiss. Their minds fused in thoughts of each other, their admiration: their respect: their love. This moment, awaited for so long, was finally theirs. Yet this was much more than just desire, an overwhelming sense of belonging flooded them.
The rhythm of Sid's movements translated itself to Ten. She began her own rhythmic response as their lips parted to allow the delicious exploration of the soft, warm wetness of an intimate kiss. This silent relish of each other's hidden secrets carried the two lovers up to another level of passion. Sid had to explore more, losing herself in the essence that was Ten. Finally she pulled away, with a groan.
âTen, I love you so,' she sighed into her. She began to stroke her neck with wet licks, interspersed with little kisses, each one inflaming this woman until she could wait no longer to feel her lover on top of her. She began to roll over, bringing Sid with her, who now had one leg either side of her thighs, as she sank down onto her. She could feel Ten's pelvis pressing against her clit. She began to move, each lift causing a piercing shaft of exquisite sensation to rack her body. She placed her hand on the soft mound of Ten's breast. It was lush and full, spilling into her warm palm. She felt the nipple hard in its insistent demand. Gently she grazed its erectness with the pad of her thumb until she began to moan with the pleasure of it.
Sid's mouth sought once more, those sensuous, moist lips which she had watched so many times in animated speech, but this time could taste and savor. Ten's body began to tighten and twist convulsively into her. She could feel her own wetness against her and her vagina contracted, the spasms in rhythm with Ten. Deeply, she thrust her tongue until it seemed to cut through, straight to the centre of her heat. She began to move faster, wanting more but not finding what she needed. She was on fire. She couldn't stay like this; the hunger had to be satisfied. The sensitive tips of her breasts were at breaking point.
She knew what level of excitement Ten was at. She was attuned to every change of pitch. At the moment when she felt gloriously she would give her what she so desperately sought, her own orgasm burst forth and overwhelmed her. She cried out in surprise at the suddenness and its intensity; shuddering against Ten in wave after wave of pure, exquisite feeling. This had never happened to her before. It felt unreal. She heard, as if from a long way off, Ten's voice crying out.
âMy darling Sid. You wonderful woman. I can do this for you. It's made me so happy.' Her own need had been submerged as she realized the plateau to which Sid had risen. She revelled in this newfound awareness, loving Sid's climax, if possible, more than her own. In their moment of closeness, swift thoughts had flashed fleetingly. Could this be what a butch was looking for when she exercised her magic of sexual power over a woman? This undefinable feeling of accomplishment? It wasn't simply of power. No, more subtle than that, and oh, so satisfying. She held Sid in her arms, knowing her body to be spent and at ease in that beatific aftermath of orgasm. She held her tight and stroked her hair, damp and clinging; her flesh dewy with the sweat of lovemaking.
âNext time you'll let me caress you there, won't you?' she asked softly.
A lump had formed in her throat, making it hard to enunciate, but she did manage to get out the words. âYou must have bewitched me.' She was too overcome and still in awe. She felt warm and spent ⦠thunderously happy. How could Ten have brought her to a climax when she had all her clothes on and she hadn't even touched her? Oh, she would have to straddle her again like that. It was so..o good. Finally, back to earth, she thought of Ten's need. She didn't want to leave her hanging, in a state of unsatisfied longing. âI'm not going to be the only one,' she said in a ragged voice as she rolled off, her anticipation exultant.
âI'm okay Sid, really. I'm glad for you and I can wait,' came Ten's reassurance, but her heart still pounded.
âOh no you can't,' she told her commandingly, her voice returning to its more usual authority. âYou're not going to wait my girl. You just lie there and see.' She smiled a smile that lit her already jubilant face to a bright, incredible rapture. âI promise you, you won't have to do a thing.'
She lay against Ten's right side while she softly kissed the corner of her mouth, experimenting with the taste and texture. Suddenly, she flicked it with her tongue, sharp, like that, making Ten gasp. She slid her hand up under her skirt, coming to rest at the top of her thigh. Ten thought her desire had passed but, with the flicking tongue and the pressure of her hot hand against her tender flesh, the flame leaped ever more fiercely.
As Sid moved her hand she gently brushed past her clitoris, already sensitive against the tight nylon of her panties. There. She'd brushed her again. Ten could die in her arms. She gave herself up to whatever she would do and knew herself captive to this girl, every sensation sweet and sharp, rushing together in glorious abandon.
Sid began to kiss less playfully, almost too hard; never hurting, but her softness had gone. She could feel the muscles of her arm, flexing firm against her belly as she ⦠as she ⦠as she pushed inside her panties. It was like an invasion, but one she welcomed. She pulled the fabric to one side so that Ten's hairs sprang free and her clitoris could rise up to be noticed.
âThere my darling,' crooned Sid, as she stroked this pink, full bud, neglect adding to its prominence. As she kept doing this, Ten's movements gradually subsided until she lay still, her face pressed against Sid's neck. Then sinuously, she began to move her pelvis, undulating to Sid's rhythm. âNot long now, my lovely,' Sid told her softly. âJust stick with me and I'll take you there.' Her breath was quick and hot against her cheek.
Ten clung more tightly and Sid found her lips again, capturing them with her own carnal mouth, hard and hungry against that soft flesh, yielding pliantly to the demanding, deliberate intrusion of her tongue.
She began to increase her stroking, feeling the nub so big as she appreciated Ten's mounting excitement. She maintained her control, keeping her hand light, but with a steady pace and then ⦠she was there, toppling over the edge, falling into swirls of pleasure, holding onto Sid as her anchor, as she made her spinning way through one of the most intense orgasmic journeys she had ever known.
Sid had not stopped her contact and the climax continued in a wonderful prolongation of sensation and pleasure, reverberating to the outer limits of her body until eventually, she opened her eyes and Sid saw tears pooling the lids.
âWho said she didn't want to come tonight? My silly Pumpkin.' Sid's exultation shone from her eyes. Ten just stared back, eyelashes glistening with droplets. Never had she seen her look more appealing. This would be a treasured memory for all time; the tendrils of hair curling in glorious disarray on the pillow; her luminous eyes looking up, filled with devotion and wonder.
âWant a coffee?' Sid asked prosaically. âCold beer?'
âCoffee please.' Ten's voice came back still thick from passion. She turned on her side and watched as Sid slipped off the bed and into the bathroom. When she emerged she had that clean smell of soap about her and her hair was once more combed into place.
âI hate to have to wash you off me so quickly, Babe,' she apologized, âbut I've got to get going. I'll make us coffee. I think that was going to be my nightcap, wasn't it? â¦then I must leave.'
Ten could do nothing but lie and watch her darling as she moved about the kitchenette. She couldn't tear away her eyes, drinking in every detail of this wondrous creature who, praise be, had chosen her to be the one with whom to share her life.
âCoffee Madam,' she said graciously, depositing the mug on the night table. Ten sat up at last and took savoring sips of the hot brew.
âYes, of course.' She waved an admonishing finger. âNow you be sure to do that,' her voice was stern, but the smile soft. âMy only evening commitment these days is Wednesday night.'
They all embraced except Reine and Sidonie. âThat's funny,' Tenille thought, but put it on one side to think about later.
Sidonie pointed the nose of the car in an uptown direction and very soon they were outside the house.
âThe evening's over too soon,' Tenille complained sadly. âI do like your friends, Sid.'
âThey're your friends now, Babe,' she reminded her. âWhen we're settled, I'd like to invite some other friends over to visit and meet you ⦠if that's OK with you, of course?'
âYes. I'm looking forward to becoming more a part of your world instead of being a sideliner,' she confessed.
Sidonie turned to her and took her by the shoulders, her eyes flaring. âYou have never been a sideline with me. Don't say that,' she blurted, hearing her voice too loud as she gave Tenille's shoulders a small, rattling shake. âUp front and centre is how you are with me, since the moment I set eyes on you.' She released Tenille and sat back in her seat, a dark look clouding her face, her eyebrows closing together, drawing with them deep furrows.
âHoney, don't take on so. I didn't mean it the way it sounded.' Tenille's concern caused her voice to quaver. âI just meant that, as a couple, we'd be socializing and doing things ⦠together, different from us meeting out ⦠and everything.' She felt a strangling feeling in her throat and tears pricked behind her eyelids. âDarling, you know what I mean.' A sensation close to alarm washed over her. For a fleeting moment she had forgotten about this girl's volatility. She hoped, desperately she'd not turned her mood. She looked at her, wet eyes full of concern as anxiety choked her throat. âYou
do
understand what I'm saying don't you?' she appealed, her face stricken, tears threatening to spill over.
âYes Babe, I know where you're coming from.' She pressed her fingers to the tops of her eyeballs. She had felt unnerved. âIt's just that you are so important to me. I hate to think of any misunderstanding between us.' She took her hands away. âYou know we're too intense, too serious sometimes. We'll have to learn to loosen up.' She grimaced.
She should lighten up. It was not Tenille.
âWe will,' she assured her. âWhen we get ourselves settled.' Her voice faltered slightly as she felt the beating of her heart. âDo you realize that although we've known each other since April, we've never really spent âordinary' time together. Our moments always seemed to be snatched from busy schedules, or stolen between other people's time.' Her dark eyes gleamed brightly and Sidonie could just discern the trembling of her full, bottom lip, before she leaned her head against her shoulder.
âWhen we're in our own place we'll actually be able to wake up together,' she continued, âlike a normal couple. We'll drink our coffee and OJ while watching the news on TV.' She lifted her head slightly to look at Sidonie.
âDo you have a TV?'
Sidonie cleared her throat. âI haven't.' She looked at her through the corner of her eye. Once home she was too tired to do anything but shower and crash. âStill,' she added confidently: âSally Ann's bound to have an âel cheapo' with our name on it. Hey ⦠â the thought struck her, â â¦will this mean I'll have to give up going to the bars?' pulling back to look squarely at the woman beside her.
âI don't know,' she measured her words slowly as she returned her gaze, eyes wide with innocence. âPerhaps we can both go ⦠or do you only dance with strangers?' delivered with a playful punch on the shoulder.
âDance with you?' she teased. âI'll have to think about that one.' The evening together had been wonderful. Knowing a place to live had been taken care of, it was now possible to loosen up. Her inner feelings were being given a freer rein. The troubled mood that had beset her was gone and the bright, curving smile was back.
âTime you headed for home, Honey,' Tenille sat up.
âYeah. I'll see you inside Babe and then be off,' but the fire in her eyes quickened.
Sidonie helped Tenille out and to her door, then dealt with the key. âCan I ⦠come in?' she asked tentatively, unable to fight the impulse to spend just a little more time with this delicious woman.
âOf course,' she reassured her. âI'm not the one who has to get up, so I'll be guided by you as to how long you stay. Do you want a nightcap?'
âI want you.' she said huskily, her eyes devouring as they followed her into the room and watched the crutches being set against the counter. Ten turned from the kitchen sink as she felt her come up close. âTenille.'
She could hear the raw desire in her low, hoarse voice, its sound running along her nerves as Sid picked her up, her strength making light of Ten's delicate body, the bones so slender and fragile.
âDarling,' Ten murmured into her hair as she felt herself transported by long, purposeful strides to the bed. She thought she may be unceremoniously dropped, but with one knee braced on the side, Sid lowered her gently to the coverlet. She felt herself sink softly against the pillows, heart pounding against her chest as if to burst forth, the power in Sid's body and the heat of her proximity invading her. Such a response, it was all she could do to draw breath, the blood pounding so in her ears. She turned towards Sid as she lay down beside her, arms clasping and binding her tight against her breasts to still their aching tightness. An electrifying shiver ran through her as she pressed her hips against her in a desperate need for closeness. Sid's hand smoothed its way across her back as she drew her in. She felt her firm butt and slim hips, letting her own move against Ten's softness. Her mouth was just inches away and at last, their lips met in that longed for union of a deep kiss. Their minds fused in thoughts of each other, their admiration: their respect: their love. This moment, awaited for so long, was finally theirs. Yet this was much more than just desire, an overwhelming sense of belonging flooded them.
The rhythm of Sid's movements translated itself to Ten. She began her own rhythmic response as their lips parted to allow the delicious exploration of the soft, warm wetness of an intimate kiss. This silent relish of each other's hidden secrets carried the two lovers up to another level of passion. Sid had to explore more, losing herself in the essence that was Ten. Finally she pulled away, with a groan.
âTen, I love you so,' she sighed into her. She began to stroke her neck with wet licks, interspersed with little kisses, each one inflaming this woman until she could wait no longer to feel her lover on top of her. She began to roll over, bringing Sid with her, who now had one leg either side of her thighs, as she sank down onto her. She could feel Ten's pelvis pressing against her clit. She began to move, each lift causing a piercing shaft of exquisite sensation to rack her body. She placed her hand on the soft mound of Ten's breast. It was lush and full, spilling into her warm palm. She felt the nipple hard in its insistent demand. Gently she grazed its erectness with the pad of her thumb until she began to moan with the pleasure of it.
Sid's mouth sought once more, those sensuous, moist lips which she had watched so many times in animated speech, but this time could taste and savor. Ten's body began to tighten and twist convulsively into her. She could feel her own wetness against her and her vagina contracted, the spasms in rhythm with Ten. Deeply, she thrust her tongue until it seemed to cut through, straight to the centre of her heat. She began to move faster, wanting more but not finding what she needed. She was on fire. She couldn't stay like this; the hunger had to be satisfied. The sensitive tips of her breasts were at breaking point.
She knew what level of excitement Ten was at. She was attuned to every change of pitch. At the moment when she felt gloriously she would give her what she so desperately sought, her own orgasm burst forth and overwhelmed her. She cried out in surprise at the suddenness and its intensity; shuddering against Ten in wave after wave of pure, exquisite feeling. This had never happened to her before. It felt unreal. She heard, as if from a long way off, Ten's voice crying out.
âMy darling Sid. You wonderful woman. I can do this for you. It's made me so happy.' Her own need had been submerged as she realized the plateau to which Sid had risen. She revelled in this newfound awareness, loving Sid's climax, if possible, more than her own. In their moment of closeness, swift thoughts had flashed fleetingly. Could this be what a butch was looking for when she exercised her magic of sexual power over a woman? This undefinable feeling of accomplishment? It wasn't simply of power. No, more subtle than that, and oh, so satisfying. She held Sid in her arms, knowing her body to be spent and at ease in that beatific aftermath of orgasm. She held her tight and stroked her hair, damp and clinging; her flesh dewy with the sweat of lovemaking.
âNext time you'll let me caress you there, won't you?' she asked softly.
A lump had formed in her throat, making it hard to enunciate, but she did manage to get out the words. âYou must have bewitched me.' She was too overcome and still in awe. She felt warm and spent ⦠thunderously happy. How could Ten have brought her to a climax when she had all her clothes on and she hadn't even touched her? Oh, she would have to straddle her again like that. It was so..o good. Finally, back to earth, she thought of Ten's need. She didn't want to leave her hanging, in a state of unsatisfied longing. âI'm not going to be the only one,' she said in a ragged voice as she rolled off, her anticipation exultant.
âI'm okay Sid, really. I'm glad for you and I can wait,' came Ten's reassurance, but her heart still pounded.
âOh no you can't,' she told her commandingly, her voice returning to its more usual authority. âYou're not going to wait my girl. You just lie there and see.' She smiled a smile that lit her already jubilant face to a bright, incredible rapture. âI promise you, you won't have to do a thing.'
She lay against Ten's right side while she softly kissed the corner of her mouth, experimenting with the taste and texture. Suddenly, she flicked it with her tongue, sharp, like that, making Ten gasp. She slid her hand up under her skirt, coming to rest at the top of her thigh. Ten thought her desire had passed but, with the flicking tongue and the pressure of her hot hand against her tender flesh, the flame leaped ever more fiercely.
As Sid moved her hand she gently brushed past her clitoris, already sensitive against the tight nylon of her panties. There. She'd brushed her again. Ten could die in her arms. She gave herself up to whatever she would do and knew herself captive to this girl, every sensation sweet and sharp, rushing together in glorious abandon.
Sid began to kiss less playfully, almost too hard; never hurting, but her softness had gone. She could feel the muscles of her arm, flexing firm against her belly as she ⦠as she ⦠as she pushed inside her panties. It was like an invasion, but one she welcomed. She pulled the fabric to one side so that Ten's hairs sprang free and her clitoris could rise up to be noticed.
âThere my darling,' crooned Sid, as she stroked this pink, full bud, neglect adding to its prominence. As she kept doing this, Ten's movements gradually subsided until she lay still, her face pressed against Sid's neck. Then sinuously, she began to move her pelvis, undulating to Sid's rhythm. âNot long now, my lovely,' Sid told her softly. âJust stick with me and I'll take you there.' Her breath was quick and hot against her cheek.
Ten clung more tightly and Sid found her lips again, capturing them with her own carnal mouth, hard and hungry against that soft flesh, yielding pliantly to the demanding, deliberate intrusion of her tongue.
She began to increase her stroking, feeling the nub so big as she appreciated Ten's mounting excitement. She maintained her control, keeping her hand light, but with a steady pace and then ⦠she was there, toppling over the edge, falling into swirls of pleasure, holding onto Sid as her anchor, as she made her spinning way through one of the most intense orgasmic journeys she had ever known.
Sid had not stopped her contact and the climax continued in a wonderful prolongation of sensation and pleasure, reverberating to the outer limits of her body until eventually, she opened her eyes and Sid saw tears pooling the lids.
âWho said she didn't want to come tonight? My silly Pumpkin.' Sid's exultation shone from her eyes. Ten just stared back, eyelashes glistening with droplets. Never had she seen her look more appealing. This would be a treasured memory for all time; the tendrils of hair curling in glorious disarray on the pillow; her luminous eyes looking up, filled with devotion and wonder.
âWant a coffee?' Sid asked prosaically. âCold beer?'
âCoffee please.' Ten's voice came back still thick from passion. She turned on her side and watched as Sid slipped off the bed and into the bathroom. When she emerged she had that clean smell of soap about her and her hair was once more combed into place.
âI hate to have to wash you off me so quickly, Babe,' she apologized, âbut I've got to get going. I'll make us coffee. I think that was going to be my nightcap, wasn't it? â¦then I must leave.'
Ten could do nothing but lie and watch her darling as she moved about the kitchenette. She couldn't tear away her eyes, drinking in every detail of this wondrous creature who, praise be, had chosen her to be the one with whom to share her life.
âCoffee Madam,' she said graciously, depositing the mug on the night table. Ten sat up at last and took savoring sips of the hot brew.
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