CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

Carly placed the oil lamp on the table beside them. She was actually nervous. This was no longer about sex. It was about love.

Pat stood beside her, fully clothed, as was she. Pat, too, seemed nervous. Carly went to her and wrapped her arms around her and held her. Just held her, this woman who wanted to be her hero, her rock. Carly's heart swelled with love, so much so that she was sure it would burst in her chest. She wanted to cry...she wanted to laugh. She wanted to make love to this woman.

She finally pulled away, finding Pat's mouth. The slow kiss quickly turned hungry as their bodies pressed together and hands moved freely over the other.

" You have no idea how much I want you right now, " Carly murmured into Pat's mouth. She pulled Pat's shirt from her shorts and found warm skin, her hands moving up to her breasts. She pushed her bra aside, cupping her breasts, fingers moving over nipples.

Pat moaned, finally stepping away and pulling her shirt and bra over her head. Then Carly's hands found her again as their mouths joined and mated.

" Take it off, please, " Pat murmured, tugging at Carly's shirt.

" No, no, no. It's my turn, " she whispered. Her hands went to Pat's shorts, sliding them down her legs impatiently. " Lay down. Let me make love to you. Please? "

Pat trembled at the desire she saw in Carly's eyes. She obeyed without question, sinking onto the bed, her eyes never leaving Carly's. Then Carly pulled her own shirt off, leaving her standing in bra and shorts and Pat reached out a hand to touch her.

" No. It's my turn, " Carly said again. She finished undressing, then went to Pat, kneeling down before her and she slowly slid Pat's panties over her hips and down to her ankles, tossing them on the floor with the rest of her clothing.

" You're so beautiful...it should be a crime, " Carly murmured as her hands moved gently over Pat's body. " So beautiful. I can't believe you want to give this to me, " she whispered.

" Please come here, " Pat whispered. She pulled Carly on top of her, settling her weight between her legs. " You say I'm beautiful, when you have no idea how breathtaking you are."

Then there was no time for words as their mouths joined again. When Pat's hands moved over Carly's body, she grabbed them both and held them captive over Pat's head. Her mouth dipped lower, finding Pat's breast, sucking her nipple inside. She feasted, knowing she would never get enough.

Pat arched into her, loving the feeling of Carly at her breast. Her hands ached to touch her, ached to be inside her, but Carly still held them tightly. Then Carly pressed her hips into Pat, rubbing against her intimately and Pat surged up to meet her, rising off the bed as they touched.

Carly finally released Pat's hands, moving down her body, tasting every inch of her. She wanted to be between her thighs, she wanted to taste the most intimate part of Pat.

Pat threw her head back in surrender as Carly moved down her body. Her hips arched, searching, wanting Carly's mouth on her.

Carly spread Pat's legs, seeing her glistening curls in the shadows of the oil lamp. She closed her eyes and groaned, knowing she would never be the same if she took Pat this way. It no longer mattered. Pat had already taken her heart.

Pat cried out when Carly's mouth found her. She clutched at the bed sheets, her eyes squeezed tight against the pleasure. Then Carly's tongue moved through her wetness, finding her swollen and ready. Carly's lips took her inside, sucking hard against her and Pat rose off the bed, her hips unable to remain still. Then Carly slowed, her tongue again moving through her, finally plunging inside her.
" Oh, dear God, " Pat murmured. Her hands reached out and grabbed Carly's head, holding her firmly to her as her hips undulated against her mouth.

Carly was delirious with pleasure as her mouth feasted on Pat. So wet, so sweet. She felt her own wetness soaking the bed, felt her own throbbing between her thighs. Her tongue pulled out of Pat and her lips found her again, sucking her hard. She struggled to hold Pat down, her hands pressing against Pat's hips as she held her legs apart. Then she felt Pat still, heard her breath catch and hold, then Pat rose up again, one last time, screaming out her pleasure as she climaxed against Carly's mouth.

Pat laid back, pulling Carly up her body, knowing Carly needed her own release. She felt as Carly straddled her thigh, felt her wetness coat her as Carly ground into her hard. Pat's hand moved between them, finding Carly wet and ready. She touched her, stroking her as Carly pressed against her thigh.

Carly felt Pat's hand on her and she reached for it, grinding against her fingers as she sought release. She bent her head low to capture Pat's lips and she came instantly, crying out into Pat's mouth.

She finally collapsed on top of Pat, letting her weight settle over her. She felt Pat's arms come around her, gently caressing her back as her lips moved over her face.

Carly finally pulled away, resting her weight on her arms. She met Pat's eyes and she smiled. Then she bent her head and kissed her softly, gently.

" Oh, Pat...I love you, " she whispered, so quietly, she wasn't sure Pat had even heard her.

" And I love you with all my heart, " Pat whispered back. " I want to love you for the rest of my life."

" Yes. I think I'd like that."

Pat kissed her again, then quickly rolled them over, penning Carly beneath her.

" You know what I'd like? I'd like to make love to you for the rest of the night, " she murmured, her lips trailing kisses over her breasts, then finally lower, to where Carly needed her the most.