Part 14 (1/2)

”Something I needed to do. Tell you later.” Candace looked a little flushed too as she took off the suede overs.h.i.+rt and relaxed into the chaise lounge next to Alice's deck chair. ”There's quite a party going on just down the hall.”

”So I noticed.” Alice sipped the brandy, not sure if she would care for it, but found the heat on her lips and tongue, followed by a sweet smoky flavor, quite pleasing. Let's face it, she told herself, anything would please you right now.

Wrong, an inner voice corrected. Right now, a man isn't going to please you. You don't want Cary Grant, you want Carrie Grant. You want Candace.

What if she's stone? What if she only tops or only bottoms or only likes things one way, and as soon as you get going you realize that is exactly the one way you don't like it? What if... How was she supposed to explain she'd had a C-section because her pelvis was too narrow, and if Candace was hoping to get out some big toys it just wasn't going to work?

Candace was saying something about the moon, and Alice tried to settle her fears and worries and let her body take over. Her head might not know what to do, but her body seemed quite focused on what it liked. She sipped the brandy again as they chatted, and after a few minutes her pulse steadied to a more manageable level.

”I'd love to see Lesbos with you,” Candace said. ”We can maybe swap our departure times around to get into the same group.”

”I'd like that.” She took one more sip, decided she liked brandy very much, then put the gla.s.s down on the deck. She was trembling. She didn't know what part of her was in control as she transferred herself from her chair to perch on Candace's chaise. The veranda was private in the moonlight, and it seemed quite natural to lean down to find Candace's mouth.

Just before their lips touched she felt Candace's hand slipping around her waist. The kiss was completely mutual, soft and sweet.

”I was wondering what it would be like when I kissed you,” Candace whispered. Her hand tightened its grip and she pulled Alice to her more firmly.

For a few minutes, at least, Alice was lost in the wonderful pleasure of another woman's mouth. There was none of the harsh possessiveness or raging haste she had been used to while dating and in the early years of her marriage, and she realized she could kiss a woman for hours. This alone was the best s.e.x she'd ever had.

But after a few minutes of whispered rea.s.surances and s.h.i.+fting positions until she was stretched out on top of Candace, she was aware that Candace's tongue was dancing with hers more and more deliberately, with teases and flicks. All at once Alice felt her nerves burst into flames at the thought of Candace using that sensuous, sensitive tongue to tease her nipples or flick at her c.l.i.t. She didn't know if Candace could tell what Alice was now considering, but Candace's body shuddered under her and their pelvises began to move in an unmistakable rhythm.

It was unreal, the way she felt, the waves of tingles along her ribs, up her back, across the soles of her feet. She was the one who unzipped her dress, until Candace finished the job, and she was the one who pulled the dress over her head as she straddled Candace's lap.

”Alice,” Candace whispered, ”you're a beautiful woman.”

The dress fell from her fingertips as Candace slipped the bra straps off her shoulders. ”Thank you.”

”It's not flattery. G.o.d, woman, you're gorgeous.” Candace ma.s.saged her shoulders lightly.

”You're certainly making me feel beautiful.” Feeling a sensual allure that blossomed from the inside out, she unhooked her bra so that it fell into Candace's hands.

The noise Candace made was gratifying, and it was with heat that Candace pulled her down for more of those incredible kisses. Between kisses she unb.u.t.toned Candace's s.h.i.+rt and encountered a smooth cotton bra, oddly endearing and rea.s.suring. Candace made no protest when Alice unhooked it.

A moment later her b.r.e.a.s.t.s touched another woman's for the first time, and again Alice thought that this alone was the best s.e.x she'd ever had. Skin against her skin that was both similar and different. When Candace's nipples hardened she could feel the tight peaks against her own. Could Candace possibly feel this excited, this transported, at the sensation of Alice's body against hers? The idea that she could be having the same effect on Candace that Candace was having on her filled her with a sense of wonder.

When the chaise creaked alarmingly, Alice sat up with a laugh. ”Perhaps we should go inside.”

Candace ran one finger down Alice's chest to the tip of one nipple. ”If you insist.”

”I do.” She drew Candace up to her feet and they held hands until they were in the bedroom, bathed in the low golden light from the bedside lamp. Alice's fingers went to the b.u.t.ton on Candace's trousers. ”May I?”

”Be my guest.” Candace pulled Alice to her for a long, wet, demanding kiss as the trousers were undone and there were more kisses as shoes and socks joined the heap of clothing on the floor.

Alice hadn't meant to be so bold as to pull Candace's underwear off with the trousers, but now Candace was naked and she would not listen to the little voice that kept repeating ”What if you don't know what to do?”

Stepping back, Candace pulled down the covers on the bed, then sat on the edge. Alice moved naturally between Candace's knees, leaning down to resume the wonderful kisses. She wanted to say she couldn't believe this was happening to her, that for the first time in her life her desires made sense, but kissing was too good to stop for mere words.

She wiggled her hips as Candace hooked her thumbs into her pantyhose, helping the process along. She wanted to be naked too. Candace's hands were warm and firm as they ma.s.saged and squeezed her hips. Alice already felt as if Candace had touched her body more than anyone else ever had before, and this was, she thought with a s.h.i.+ver, only the beginning.

When Candace's hands moved from her hips to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, Alice moaned into their kiss.

”Is this all right?”

”Yes, it's very all right.” She nuzzled along Candace's neck and gently pushed her back on the bed. ”And I hope this is all right too.”

”A gorgeous woman wants to rub her body all over mine? Hmm, let me think.”

Alice tickled lightly under Candace's chin. The shared grin further relaxed her, and some part of her that she'd never felt before knew it would be okay to take Candace's straining nipple into her mouth.

She knew her own body and the feel of the rough, erect flesh but had never felt it with her tongue. She played with it, along the flat of her tongue and against the edges of her teeth, loving the responsive textures and feeling drunk on the sound of Candace's moans. She remembered all at once that the last woman to touch Candace had probably been Ginny, and she had loved Ginny. Ginny had known what to do.

She nearly stopped, feeling abruptly lost, but Candace's hand came around her head with a loving, encouraging gesture. The encouragement continued as she moved to the other breast, rubbing her lips in delight along the underside. The soft, yielding slope of Candace's stomach was equally delightful, and all at once she was sliding down to her knees and there it was, another woman's s.e.x.

She had to close her eyes for a moment. It was too beautiful to take in, too sacred and too s.e.xual. She had eagerly studied all the pages of Tammi's Femalia, astonished at the infinite variety of the hundreds of photographed c.u.n.ts. They were as different as snowflakes, and as beautiful. She opened her eyes to look at Candace again, studying the curls and twists of hair that parted to reveal gleaming red that gave way to pink. She fluffed the kinks of hair that obscured what she most wanted to study, but shuddered as her fingertips came away wet and slick.

She licked her fingers. It was instinctive. This was what s.e.x tasted like, she thought, and she could not stop herself from bringing her mouth directly to the source of the sweetness. Candace groaned. The folds of Candace's c.u.n.t were soaked and slippery, and Alice's tongue found its way farther in.

They had made her giggle, references to honey and nectar in erotica, but what else could this be called? Her chin and cheeks were smeared with wetness. By any name, she wanted to bathe in it.

When the firm b.u.mp of Candace's c.l.i.t jumped under her tongue, it was unexpected. She lifted her head for a moment to marvel at the flared hood and what it revealed. It did look like a pearl, but it didn't feel like one. She kissed it wetly, eagerly, and explored the yielding nerves with her tongue. She pressed and it slid away, delightful to chase and kiss. She played it under her tongue, back and forth, until she caught it briefly between her lips and heard Candace groan, long and loud.

After that her head swam with an overload of sensations. Her mouth and Candace's c.u.n.t were equally wet. The sounds Candace made were echoes of the ecstasy Alice felt inside. Candace's hands were suddenly in her hair, around her head, then grappling for her wrists until their fingers entwined and Alice found herself pulled up onto the bed, rolling over it into Candace's embrace, their legs tangling as Candace kissed her. Now both their faces were wet, and Alice wondered if Candace was crying too.

”G.o.d, woman, are you trying to kill me?” Candace kissed her way down Alice's throat. ”That was fantastic.”

Alice felt light as air. ”I'm glad you liked it.”

”Like is for a pair of shoes. If I'd known all those years ago you could do that to me, I'd have run away with you on the spot. I loved that.”

”It felt fantastic to me too.”

”Oh, I think I can make you feel even better than that.” Candace licked around one of Alice's nipples, then blew on it softly. ”Much, much better.”

”Okay,” Alice said weakly.

After reaching under the mattress, Candace held up a small bottle. ”I really want to make you feel wonderful, and we've got some of this, if it's needed. I'm sorry, I don't have any of the usual toys and goodies-”

Alice pressed her fingers to Candace's mouth. ”It's okay.”

Candace leaned up to kiss her again. ”I want you to feel fantastic. I'll take care of you any way you want. I just don't have those-”

”Honestly,” Alice said. ”It's okay. I don't... I didn't expect...”

Candace's smile stiffened a little bit. ”I'm really not all that adventurous. I've read lots, but what you did, just now, is pretty much my favorite thing. But I can do anything you want. I want to do anything that you need.”

Alice saw the insecurity in Candace's eyes and realized she'd played her part too well. ”I think I gave you the wrong impression earlier. Maybe on purpose.”

”About what?”

”I've never done this before.”