With just a bit of uncharacteristic shyness, Cat began to fumble with her own clothing, placing her T-shirt and shorts carefully on the ground beside the
tub. Reaching for the clasp of her bra, she shot a look to Dylan who, thankfully, was preoccupied with opening and pouring the wine. Quickly stripping the
rest of the way, she entered the tub, immersing herself to her shoulders and sliding into a seat. She couldn’t help the groan that flowed from her lips at the
feel of the heated water penetrating her skin, soothing her muscles and calming her nerves.
She looked up in time to accept wine that Dylan held for her. A slight touch of their glasses, and they sipped, enjoying the dry, subtle flavor of the wine.
They sat in companionable silence for a time, enjoying the soothing waters and the clear night spread out before them.
“More?” Dylan asked, noticing that Cat’s glass was very close to empty.
Cat smiled and shook her head. “It was delicious,” she said, handing the glass to Dylan. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” Dylan replied, setting the glass next to her own.
Feeling an inexplicable need to be closer to Dylan, Cat slid along the seat until their thighs touched. Smiling, Dylan raised an arm, and Cat slid in closer,
resting her head against one shoulder as her hand came to rest naturally against Dylan’s belly. She closed her eyes in utter contentment, happy with the
world and her place in it.
The kisses started slowly, softly, trading one for another for another until they were one constant merging of lips and teeth and tongues swirling like the
waters that soothed them. Emboldened by Dylan’s rising passion, Cat slid her hand up along silken skin and ridged muscle until she cupped the firm weight
of one perfect breast in her hand. Dylan’s soft moan spurred her on, and she circled the pleading nipple with her thumb, then brushed directly across it.
Dylan’s response was immediate, and Cat groaned, feeling the incredibly strong body surge against her. She repeated the motion, her touches stronger and
more insistent. Dylan’s mouth left hers, lips trailing against her cheeks until they found purchase on the delicate whorl of her ear, suckling in time to Cat’s
caresses and causing the younger woman to forget, for a moment, what it was that she was doing as the sensations surrounded her in a molten cocoon.
“You’re so beautiful,” Dylan breathed into her ear. “So absolutely, incredibly beautiful.” Shifting a little, Dylan moved from Cat’s grasp, coming around to
stand before her. Cat’s legs opened and Dylan slid into the space left there, looking down into a face more exquisite than any she could remember seeing.
Their lips met again with a fiery passion that neither could keep in check any longer. Hands roamed as heated flesh slipped and slid against its counterpart
sparking small fires that blazed along wide open nerve endings. Dylan’s hands moved down to Cat’s narrow waist and pulled her forward until Cat was
pressed tight against Dylan’s belly. Her arms bore her weight against the lip of the tub as her hips danced along a silken path, up and back and up again,
feeling each band of muscle clench and relax, clench and relax, driving her higher and yet higher again.
Cat’s ankles locked around Dylan’s waist as Dylan eased her forward in a heated embrace. Their lips met again, crushing against one another, touching,
teasing, tasting. One hand reached back, and Cat moaned as her ankles were unlocked; moaned again as Dylan stepped back, then cried out as the heat
from Dylan’s belly was replaced by the promise of her hand cupping, pressing, caressing and finally filling her more fully and more deeply than any before
her.
“Oh. Blessed God!” Dylan stilled her fingers, gritting her teeth against the incredible pleasure of the velvet embrace. Her own body was thrumming like a
high tension wire and moisture flowed from her as from a river.
Then slowly her fingers moved, stroking gently and feeling Cat’s response in her very bones. Gazes met and locked as Dylan thrust slowly, strongly,
drawing out until she was barely there, then sliding within, stretching and filling until Cat’s body was nothing but atoms, each holding an individual flame.
One touch of Dylan’s thumb and Cat was freed, spiraling into infinity. She cried out to the heavens, body gathering in around itself, muscles clenching so
tightly that the breath was robbed from her lungs. Her toes curled, her fingers clamped tight into Dylan’s muscled, sweating back, grounding her in the only
way she knew.
Slowly, gently, she felt herself coming back to earth, and her muscles relaxed as she felt the weight of her body drawing her away from her new lover’s
fevered embrace.
“Not yet,” Dylan growled. “Oh please, not yet.”
Cat’s desire shot up again as she felt the velvet heat of Dylan pressing and gliding against her thigh. One stroke, and another, and then Dylan gasped,
