Rolling the windows down, I reached up with one hand and freed my shoulder length golden-brown hair from its elastic band, sighing in contentment when it blew freely around my face, shining sparks of gold catching in the waning sunlight that poured in through the passenger window. Slipping on my sunglasses, I waited until I was well out of town and on the main highway before reaching over and flipping on my stereo, a smile of pure pleasure stretching across my face as the soft strains of Enya�s �Caribbean Blue� filled the small interior of the car.
There weren�t many people on the road tonight, something unusual being that it was the middle of summer and everyone was usually coming back from the beach at this time of evening. Still lost in my own little world of thought, I was barely able to react when the car ahead of me suddenly slammed on its brakes, screeching to a halt to avoid a head on collision with a black sports car that was speeding on the wrong side of the road. Knowing that stopping in time was impossible, I did the only thing I could think of and swerved into the ditch.
I swear, my entire life flashed before my eyes in those next seconds - all I saw before I brought my arms up to shield my face was the gigantic Oak tree coming closer and closer as my little car struggled to slow down before it crashed headlong into it. I wasn�t successful, and I gasped as the impact jerked me forward in my seat, knocking the wind out of me as the seatbelt viciously cut into my midsection and upper chest.
Pieces from the windshield sprayed in every direction, showering me with tiny shards of glass. I could feel the warm stickiness of my own blood begin to flow down my face as a particularly sharp piece grazed the tender flesh of my cheek, despite my efforts to block them with my hands. It would be several minutes before I realized that it was over and that I was still alive�
Lowering my hands into my lap, I cautiously moved my arms and legs one at a time, making sure that everything still worked the way it was supposed to. Relieved to find out that I was in relatively good condition, I reached down and hurriedly unbuckled my seatbelt, my fingers going to the handle of my door. It wouldn�t open.
A little panicked, I tried again and then whimpered when it stuck fast. Great, it�s fucking jammed, I thought angrily to myself. An idea suddenly popping into my head, I reached behind me and grabbed my leather jacket from the back seat, quickly wrapping it around my forearm so that it created a cushion. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and looked away just as I brought my arm smashing through the window beside me. When I looked a few seconds later, it was to see my newly created escape route.
And you can believe me when I say this, I DID NOT waste any time getting my ass out of that car, within seconds I had already shimmied out headfirst and managed to land in a relatively comfortable position in the long grass beside the car. Thinking automatically, I reached into the pocket of the jacket I still had wrapped around my hand and retrieved my cell phone, dialing 911. Convinced that help would there soon after talking to the woman on the phone, I hung up and closed my eyes - relieved.
Trying to still my pounding heart, I dropped my head in between my knees and starting taking deep, calming breaths. The sound of tires squealing on asphalt however, soon made me realize that calming down probably wasn�t going to be happening any time soon�
I looked up just in time to see the black sports car doing a burn-out on the pavement as it hurried to drive away from the scene of the accident, a gigantic dent had crumpled its entire left side. Swearing loudly as I watched it speed away, a jolt of alarm suddenly shot through me - where was the other car�? Climbing unsteadily to my feet, I staggered up over the ditch and back onto the side of the road. The sight I was greeted with next, took my breath away.
The car was lying upside down only a few meters away, completely destroyed. The body had been thoroughly crushed on impact, and pieces of it littered the highway - glass was everywhere. Without thinking, I rushed over to the driver�s side and dropped onto my knees, wincing as bits of glass and debris dug painfully into the skin. Ignoring it, I quickly brushed away the few jagged shards of glass that were stubbornly clinging to the window frame and reached inside, my fingers searching for the seatbelt release.
�Come on�.got it!� Carefully sliding the seatbelt over the person�s head, I firmly grabbed hold of whatever piece of clothing I came into contact with and pulled, struggling to extract the poor person from their mangled vehicle.
It was a woman. A woman with long red hair. Breathing heavily from my exertions, I gently slipped my arms beneath hers and pulled her the rest of the way out of the window, taking the time to lay my jacket out on the ground before I laid her down. Breathing deeply and pushing my blood-matted hair out of my eyes, I sat back on my haunches and for the first time, got a good look at her.
She was young, maybe between 25 and 30, I guessed. I couldn�t really tell what her face looked like underneath all the dirt and blood. Scanning further down, I gasped when I saw her left arm - it was hanging beside her body at an odd angle and had several scratches running down it from where the glass had pierced her when the windshield had blown. I didn�t have to be an expert to tell that it was broken. Thank God she was unconscious, I thought absently as I continued my appraisal of her limp body.
�Mmmm�� My eyes snapping up to her face, I nearly groaned out loud when I saw her eyelids fluttering. So much for being unconscious� �Shit�� Please don�t wake up, I prayed silently as I held my breath.
�Mmmm�Matt?� Came the faint whisper. Sighing in resignation, I reached out and gently touched the side of her neck, checking her pulse. Feeling the strong beat beneath my fingers, I let out a shaky breath.
�Miss, can you hear me?� I asked her, my voice a little hoarse. Hearing the strange voice, the woman slowly opened her eyes and then looked up at me, confusion evident in her gaze.
�Where am I?� Smiling faintly, I settled down on my knees beside her, glad that she was somewhat alert.
�You were in an accident, your car was hit. Can you remember any of it?� Her brow wrinkling for a second, the woman then grimaced as she obviously remembered what had happened.
�Someone was driving on the wrong side of the road�� She whispered, her eyes searching mine for confirmation. At my grim nod, she let out a shaky breath and then gasped.
�You�re bleeding!� Suddenly remembering my own injury, I reached up and gently probed the bloody mess that was my cheek. Hissing between my teeth when I came into contact with the raw area that had been sliced open, I quickly drew my hand away. Glancing down at the woman, I smiled ruefully.
�It�s just a scratch. You�re a hell of a lot worse off than I am.� Her eyebrows raising in questioning, I was quick to explain.
�I think your arm may be broken�and you�ve been cut up pretty bad.� I said, my eyes then looking over and finding the still smoking wreckage of her car. �It�s a good thing you were wearing your seatbelt�� I whispered softly.
�Thank you�� The woman murmured, her hazel eyes searching mine gratefully. �You saved my life.� Shaking my head quickly, I smiled faintly and then reached down to take her good hand in mine, squeezing it reassuringly.
�It�s no problem�the ambulance is on its way,� I said quickly. Already I could hear the wailing of the siren in the distance, maybe only a few miles away.
�What�s your name?� She asked suddenly, her hand tightening around mine. Looking down, I was surprised to see how clear her eyes were considering the awful pain I knew she must be feeling.
�It�s Erilynn,� I said softly. Nodding solemnly, the woman then smiled.
�It�s a pretty name�pretty girl too�� Blushing, I couldn�t think of a reply to that, and so I looked away.
�I�m Amy.� Glancing back, I found myself staring into the warmest gaze I�d ever been witness to in my entire life. A little confused at the sudden rush of heat I felt beneath her appraisal, I felt my heart begin pounding almost painfully inside my chest. My face flushing in color, I struggled mentally within myself to regain control. It wasn�t working�I was too freaked out.
So disconcerted was I, that I very nearly sobbed in relief when, a few seconds later, the ambulance and several police cars pulled up beside us.
The next few minutes were a complete blur to me. No sooner than the help had arrived, I was being wrapped in a gigantic blanket and led over to the ambulance where the technician administered a very painful, yet very soothing dose of anesthetic that quickly had my throbbing cheek blissfully numb. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the EMTs loading Amy onto a stretcher. Seeing her face contorted in pain, my heart went out for her.
�Will she be alright?� I asked the technician who was attending me. A younger man, maybe in his early thirties, the technician smiled reassuringly and stopped to brush back a lock of his sandy brown hair.
�She�ll be just fine ma�am,� he stated warmly as he carefully pulled the last stitches through my numb skin. �She�ll have to go to the hospital and get that arm looked at, but other than that a few stitches should fix her right up.� Nodding gratefully, I then allowed myself to be escorted to a nearby police cruiser where I was then transported to the local station to give a statement. It would be many hours before I was finally able to get home that night�
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Laying in bed the next morning, I found I couldn�t get my mind off of Amy. Was she okay? Was she already out of the hospital? WHO was she? Alarmed by the rate at which the questions were flying through my head, I groaned in frustration.
Why was I even thinking about her? I asked myself as I continued to think. Because you know that there was something special there� came the niggling response from the back of my brain. My face scrunching in denial, I angrily flipped over in the bed and forced any and all thoughts of the mysterious redhead from my mind. Convinced that I would never even see her again, I managed to finally gain some measure of inner peace - and I never once would have suspected how wrong I would end up being�.
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It�s been almost two months now, since the accident. Two months since I pulled Amy out of the crumpled wreckage of her car. Two fucking months in which I haven�t gotten one night of solid sleep - her face and voice keep worming their way into my head, making sleep a near goddamned impossibility�
School was out now, I�ve landed myself a sweet little job at a local coffee house downtown. It�s not much responsibility, but then again, that�s why I like it so much. The pay isn�t bad either, so I�m not complaining. The only problem is that I have a lot of free time on my hands, time spent - yep, you guessed it�thinking of her.
I just don�t understand it. I mean, granted I�ve had my fair share of crushes in my twenty-two years on this planet�but this is different. Why, you ask? Well, for starters I�m a girl�and so is she. Not that that sort of thing bothers me, it�s just that, well�I don�t know, I can�t explain it. It�s like, we connected that night - all alone out there on the highway�
�Ms. Benson?� Startled from my thoughts, I look up from my place behind the pickup counter and then smile when I see my visitor. It�s the detective who�s been working on the accident case for the last few months - Detective Jackson, I think. Why are the police still looking into this you ask? Honestly, I have no clue. Setting down my coffee mug and pen, I reach out and shake his offered hand.
�Good morning detective, what can I do for you today?� A faint smile on his somewhat beefy features, Jackson pulls out a small blue file folder from beneath his arm and unceremoniously drops it onto the counter in front of me. My face falling, I look at him pleadingly.
�Please tell me this isn�t more paperwork.� Nodding grimly, Jackson extracts a black fountain pen from his breast pocket and patiently taps it against the folder.
�You know the drill, I�m afraid.� He states dryly, watching closely as with one last sigh of resignation, I open the folder and pull out the first page - my heart drops into the pit of my stomach when I see how big the pile is beneath it. Joy. Looking up again, I wave the detective over to one of the vacant booths in the coffee shop. He�s gonna be here a while�
So after getting the good detective settled in with a plate of doughnuts and steaming cup of coffee, I�m finally able to get a good look at what I�m supposed to be signing. Witness reports� Without reading the details, I quickly scrawl my signature at the bottom and move on to the next document. This one�s an overview of the accident. My interest piqued, I rest my elbows on the countertop and lean forward, eyes already scanning the words on the page.
It was all right there in front of me. Everything. About Amy, I mean. Amy Christine Dumas� It says here she�s from North Carolina, Sanford to be more exact. Not too far from here� Mentally shaking myself, I have to force myself to continue reading. Ooh, but it�s so tempting� Sighing, I return to where I�ve left off.
There isn�t much more of interest, just damage reports and stuff like that. Coming across the parts where it talks about the injuries sustained, I wince when I read Amy�s section. Poor girl�broken arm, facial and body lacerations, concussion� Somewhere in the back of my mind I know that these are all standard, even minor injuries compared to what could have happened in an accident like that. But still�
Finally, I find myself staring at the blue cardboard that signifies that I�ve reached the end of the pile. Returning the documents to their proper place, I carefully close the folder and clear my throat, shooting a meaningful look over to Jackson - what the hell? Does the man EVER stop eating???
�All done, detective� I say loudly, finally gaining his attention. Moving slothfully, Jackson slides his ample bulk out of the booth and ambles on over to the counter, his pudgy fingers already grasping at the folder and leaving grease stains. Giving me a bland smile, he turns, and without even a goodbye or a thank you, leaves. Asshole�
Shrugging, I resume my spot on my stool and take a sip of my now cold coffee. Yuck� Sighing, I hug one arm around myself and look over to the window, wishing I were anywhere but here. I could be doing so much more than this, I could be at the beach sun tanning, or camping, or�with Amy. What the hell???
Okay, this has GOT to stop. It�s not healthy to be obsessing like this, seriously! Biting my lip, I glance down at the phone sitting on the counter in front of me. Call her� Shaking my head, I scowl at myself and at the direction my thoughts have taken. How am I supposed to phone her when I don�t know her number, huh? Mocking laughter echoes inside my head. Yes you do, you memorized it five minutes ago� DAMMIT!!
Unable to deny it any longer, I groan and pick up the receiver, my fingers already dialing the number. My heart suddenly pounding inside my chest, I hold my breath as I anxiously wait for her to pick up. Ooh, she�s not home�
�Hello?� Oh my God! It�s her, I know it�s her. God, even her voice is gorgeous. Stop it! Suddenly remembering I�m supposed to reply, I let out my breath and close my eyes.
�Hello, Amy? Hi, I don�t know if you remember me or not�this is Erilynn.�
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Ten minutes later I hang up the phone with a shaking hand. I did it. I can�t believe I fucking did it. And the best part is, she wants to see me again! Giggling giddily, I rub my hands over my face in disbelief.
She remembered me - said I was all she�d been thinking about�I can�t believe this is happening! I�m meeting her tonight - TONIGHT! She�s taking me out to dinner�like a date. Me, Erilynn Benson. I�m going on a date with another girl�and for the first time in my entire life, I can�t wait.
Am I excited though? Hell yes. Am I scared?
You have no idea�
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By the time my shift is over for the day, I�m practically ready to break down - that�s how nervous I am. After rushing home, I�m now standing in front of my closet trying to figure out what the hell I�m gonna wear tonight�Christ! Why all of a sudden is my mind drawing a fucking blank???
After MANY, and I do mean many, outfit changes, I�m finally ready. I�ve decided on a simple summer dress - nothing fancy, it�s just a plain purple scrap of silk that reaches down to mid thigh. And before you say what I know you�re gonna�IT�S NOT TRASHY! It�s elegant�ELEGANT!
After slipping on a pair of black sandals, you know - the ones that have leather thongs that wrap up around your calf? Yeah, well anyway, I go into the bathroom and start fiddling with my hair. I just end up doing it in a simple braid - jeez, what is it with me and simple tonight?
Okay�I�m ready. Grabbing up my purse and car keys, I look at myself one last time in the mirror, smiling when I see the tinge of color in my cheeks. That same color has been there ever since Amy told me she wanted to take me out� Opening the front door and walking out, I can�t help but wonder just what the hell I�ve gotten myself into.
But you know what? I wouldn�t miss this for the world�
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So now here I am. Waiting on a bench outside of �The Chameleon�, the restaurant I�m supposed to meet Amy at. It�s a nice little Italian place, the outside wall sports a giant mural depicting - gee what a surprise�a chameleon. It�s charming though, in a�lizardy sort of way�
I don�t think she�s going to show up. I can just feel it in my bones - I�ve been stood up. I�ve been waiting now for forty minutes, she�s not gonna come. Why is this happening to me? Why when I finally think I�ve met someone who might be the right per-�
�Erilynn?� Startled, I look up and find myself melting in the warm, hazel eyes. The same eyes that have been haunting my dreams�it�s her, she�s here. My heart pounding, I slowly get to my feet and stand awkwardly before her.
�You came�� And then she gifts me with the most beautiful smile I have ever been treated to in my entire life, it�s breathtaking. No, that�s not true�SHE�S breathtaking.
�Did you think I wouldn�t?� She asks me softly, her smile widening when she catches my blush of embarrassment. �It�s okay�I�m not mad� she reassures me. Giving her a timid smile, I feel my heart jump a little when she holds her hand out to me. My eyes holding hers, I tentatively reach out and lay my hand in hers, stifling a gasp of surprise when it feels like I�ve been hit by lightening.
Walking into the restaurant with her hand in hand, any doubts I may have had about this night have just flown out the proverbial window. I know this is right, it FEELS right. I think this might actually turn into something wonderful�
Better yet, I think I�ve just fallen in love�
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Amy is the most wonderful human being I have ever laid eyes on. I�m serious - she�s everything I ever wanted in a�well, lover. She�s kind, caring, compassionate, funny - all that great stuff. And to top it all off, she�s sexy as hell too� Is she EVER sexy!
God, she looks fantastic. She�s got this little red dress on - looks like we were both on the same page tonight, hmmm. It�s clinging to every curve on her tanned, beautiful body- like it was made specifically for her. Her hair is hanging down around her shoulders in fiery waves, it looks amazing in the candlelight as the soft glow sets off millions of blazing highlights.
Yes, we have candlelight. Did I mention that this is a very�um, swanky Italian restaurant? Well it is, it�s simply gorgeous. And I don�t know how she did it, but Amy managed to get us a table right next to this indoor waterfall thingy�it looks so real. There�s even goldfish swimming in the pool at the base of the fall, their gold scales glinting in the light. Okay, somebody pinch me now. This can�t be real�
�Hey, what are you thinking about?� Shaking from my reverie, I see her watching me from across the table, that same smile on her pretty lips as she waits for me to respond. Flustered, both by the question AND the look she�s giving me, it takes me a few seconds to get my stuff together. Damn her�I�ll bet she doesn�t even know how she�s affecting me�
�I�m just a little awed right now�� I finally manage to say to her, my voice soft with my emotion. �I just� never thought I�d see you again.� My breath catches in the back of my throat as she reaches across the table and takes hold of my hand, her fingers gently stroking the backs of mine. Oh lord�
�I feel the same way,� she whispers, her eyes sparkling. �I�m so glad we�re here right now. Ever since, you know�the accident, I�ve been thinking about you non-stop. I mean, I wanted to find you - to tell you how much it meant to me that you stayed with me. You could�ve just left me there like I know a lot of other people would have�while you were sitting there holding my hand, I knew you were�well, I knew that you were different.�
Just shoot me right now. I can�t believe I haven�t melted into a gooey puddle of mush by now, her words are just so�so the complete echo of what�s been going through my mind this entire time. It�s like she�s reading my mind, or known me all my life. Oh, if only that last one were true� Okay, I guess it�s official, I�m in love.
�Erilynn? Are you okay?� Shit! She�s waiting for me to say something. What does a person say to something like that? Do you know, �cause I sure as fuck don�t. Finally, I manage to dredge up a decent reply, but being that it�s me we�re talking about here, it�ll probably get shot to hell before it can even come out of my mouth.
�Let�s get out of here.� Ding ding! We have a winner! NOT!!! How lame is that? �Let�s get out of here��pffft! I might as well have worn a neon sign on my head that says �take me, I�m yours.� Now she�s gonna think I�m some horny, perverted, impa-
�I thought you�d never ask�� WHAT??? Not surprisingly, I stay silent as she stands up and then takes my hand as she pulls me from the restaurant, walking so fast her hair streams out behind her. I feel my heart skip a beat as she turns and winks at me, her little pink tongue darting out to lick her lips. Ooooh God�we�re not gonna make it back to her place�
You know, it�s amazing how perceptive I�m being tonight, �cause you know what? She jumped me as soon as the car door slammed shut.
And what�s more? I�m loving every second of it�
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I think I�ve died and gone to heaven. Well, something to that effect. I haven�t died, but you can damned well believe me when I say I�m in heaven. The woman is a fantastic kisser, not that I�ve had much experience kissing other women, but still�
It�s been an hour now since we left - more like ran from the restaurant. An entire hour that we�ve been lying cuddled up in the backseat of her car, I know it�s not the most romantic place on earth to be doing this - but hey, I�d make out with Amy in a dumpster if I had to�well maybe not. I bite back a moan as I feel her hand brush across my breast. Yes�I would DEFINITELY make out with her in a dumpster�
I sigh happily as our lips meet for what must be at least the thousandth time tonight, her tongue feels so soft as it slowly slips past my lips and strokes at mine - lightly at first and then more forcefully as we both get a little braver.
�Mmmm, tastes good�� I hear her whisper, my knees going weak. Reaching up with one hand I thread my fingers through her long, silky hair and draw her closer to me, my other hand trailing down her hip teasingly. At her whimper of need, I find my courage and tentatively slide my fingers beneath the hem of her dress and caress the smooth, soft skin of her upper thigh. A light shiver courses through her body, and suddenly, I have the most urgent need to take her home with me. Right now, to my house�to my bed. Still stroking her thigh, I reluctantly pull away from our kiss and let out a shaky breath.
�What�s wrong, Lynn?� She asks me softly, her hazel eyes big and luminous in the dim interior of her car. Smiling faintly, I tenderly trail the backs of my knuckles down her cheek and let them rest on top of her full, pouty lips. No one has called me that in a long time�it sounds beautiful coming from her lips. Briefly kissing the tip of her nose, I lose myself in the warm pools of her eyes.
�I want to take you home� I whisper gently, my eyes fluttering shut as she sucks one of my fingers inside the wet heat of her mouth. Groaning softly, I force myself under control and then try again, this time sliding my hand further up until I�m feeling the soaked through fabric of her panties. Keeping my hand there, I press against her insistently.
�Amy, I�m serious. I want to take you home with me. Right now.� Her eyes glazing over with lust, she releases my finger with a wet �pop� and then reaches down to cover my hand with one of hers - pressing me harder against her.
�Why?� She asks huskily, sending a shiver through me. �I like you right here�� With her other hand, she reaches up and gently cups my breast, her thumb rubbing over my nipple in tiny circles. No�damnit�resolve weakening�resistance crumbling� The last wall is about to fall down when finally, I�m able to pull back. With one shaking hand, I reach up and push the stray locks of hair that have fallen out of their braid back behind my ears.
�Please Amy�� I can tell I�ve startled her now with my whispered plea, and her hand slowly drops from my breast and into her lap. Not wanting her to think I�m angry, I quickly pick it up and press a hot kiss into her palm.
�Please Amy�let me make love to you. I don�t just want a quick fix in the backseat of your car, I want to savor this - to make it better for both of us. Please�� I watch as she bites her lower lip in between her teeth in indecision and my heart drops. Fuck�she�s backing out�
�Alright�� Her word of consent slowly sinking into my fogged over brain, I suddenly reach over and cup her face between both hands, kissing her hotly. We both moan out loud as our tongues meet and tangle around each other. Then, breaking apart again, we reluctantly climb out of the backseat and into the front, Amy sliding behind the wheel and starting the ignition with trembling fingers. Before we can pull out of the parking lot, we have to wipe the steam from the windows and we both laugh, shaking our heads at how horny we both are.
As we finally pull out onto the highway, I just know that this drive will be the longest one that either of us has ever taken. At least it�ll seem that way, as neither one of us can wait to get each other in bed.
But don�t worry, I�ll more than make it up to her when we get home.
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We hold hands the entire way there, neither one of us able to stay parted for any length of time. About half way through, Amy pops a CD into the player and cranks the volume, her eyes briefly holding mine as the lyrics begin to take meaning. Grasping my hand once again, she goes back to driving and lets the music create the mood.
Touch my skin and tell me what you�re thinking
Take my hand, and show where we�re going
Lie down next to me, look into my eyes
And tell me, oh tell me what you�re seeing�
She couldn�t have chosen a better song if she�d tried. Christ, the words are�perfect. It�s like it was written just for me�for us. Now a little emotional - besides the horniness I mean, I tighten my fingers around hers and lean down to press my lips against the back of her hand, letting the kiss linger.
�So sit on top of the world and tell me how you�re feeling
What you feel is what I feel for you�
A decidedly wicked thought entering my head, I suddenly reach down and release my seatbelt. You know, you�d think that after being in an accident I would be strapped in as much as I could possibly be�nuh-uh�not tonight baby� Inching over in my seat, I lay my head on her shoulder and start nibbling at the exposed skin.
�Mmmm, don�t stop�� Oh don�t worry honey, I ain�t stopping any time soon� Growing bolder, I lean in closer and latch onto the sensitive skin just below her ear, sucking lightly until I leave a faint mark. At her groan of approval, I increase the suction until I have her moaning out loud. Uh oh�better tone it down before we run off the road�NAH!
The music still booming in my ears, I drop my head down until I�m nuzzling the heaving swells of her breasts, their hard peaks showing through the fabric of her dress. Smiling seductively, I open my lips and run my tongue over one peak, a low purr escaping my throat when she gasps in surprise.
�Lynn�� Ignoring her pleading whimper, I close my lips over one hardened nipple and start suckling through her dress, the fabric soaking through as I grow more enthusiastic. As I continue my ministrations, I feel her hand drop down onto my head and clutch gently at my hair.
�Stop baby�I can�t concentrate when you make me feel so good like this�� Groaning reluctantly and knowing she�s right, I slowly sit back up and slide back into my seat, re doing my seatbelt. As we finally pull into my driveway and turn off the engine a few minutes later, I look over and see the satisfied smirk on her pretty lips. Damn her� She may have won this battle�
But the war has just begun�
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I barely let her get through the door before I�m all over her, pushing her up against the wall of my front hallway and ravaging her already kiss-swollen lips. Purring sexily, she responds by wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing up against me, the heat from her body seeping through the fabric of our dresses and into my skin.
Moaning softly, I lean down and nuzzle my face into her neck, breathing in her scent. It�s intoxicating like a fine wine, only much, MUCH better�
�Mmmm, Lynn�� She breathes, her lips tugging playfully at my earlobe, �I want to make love to you�� Whimpering in response, I reach down and take her hand in mine, pulling away and leading her down the darkened hallway that leads to my bedroom. By the time we get there we�re both breathing quite heavily - although not from exertion, but from the powerful sense of desire running through our veins.
I stop when I reach the foot of my bed, turning and drawing Amy into my arms. With one hand resting at the small of her back, I snake the other down beneath her dress and grab hold of the hem, slowly tugging it up her body until she�s forced to lift her arms in the air. Within seconds I have the silky garment over her head and tossed onto the floor behind me, leaving me to stare at her lithe body standing before me in only a pair of brief cotton panties and a purple bra. Just the sight of her makes my mouth go dry, and I swallow heavily.
�Jesus�you�re beautiful�� She turns pink at my voiced worship of her, and her eyes flutter shut when I lightly trail my fingers from her hip bone up to the flat plane of her stomach, my palm flattening out against the warmth of her flesh and resting there. With a soft sigh, she covers my hand with her own and with the other, gently cups my cheek. Her thumb brushing over my lips suggestively, she smiles and then turns slightly, sitting down on the bed and then lying back so that she�s spread out on top of the sheets.
Stepping closer, I feel a shiver go through me as I see her hazel eyes focused on me - watching my every movement. A wicked smile on my lips, I reach down and slide my dress up over my hips, taking it off and tossing it to join hers on the floor in one fluid motion. I giggle when I hear her sharp intake of breath when she sees my bare breasts - hey, I don�t exactly have enough of a chest to waste money on a bra, so sue me�
Joining her on the bed, I mold myself along body, my hands immediately going to work. She moans softly and arches into my touch as my fingers find, and start massaging her full breasts - her nipples harden into tiny peaks that just beg to be licked. Giving in to my temptation, I bury my face in the sweet valley between her breasts, my tongue snaking out and laving the soft skin there. I can just barely taste the faint hint of strawberry body spray that she�s got on, and it turns me on even further.
Turning my head, I lick a long path up the side of one creamy globe and then sigh happily as I find her nipple and close my lips around it, drawing it into the wet heat of my mouth and sucking reverently. Once again, as I did in the car, I feel her fingers tangling in my hair - although this time in encouragement. Happy to oblige, I cup her other breast and begin kneading it lightly while my mouth continues its sweet torture. Finally, she has enough and gently tugs at my hair until I raise my head and look at her through smoky blue eyes glazed over with desire.
�It�s my turn�� Now it�s my turn to gasp as she suddenly rears up and straddles my body with her strong legs, her hair falling down around her face in a crimson waterfall. Grinding her center into mine, we both moan at the exquisite sensation that movement creates and she increases her tempo - my moans escalating into all out shrieks. Then, as if sensing that I won�t last long with that approach, she leaps gracefully to her feet above me, and drops her hands down to her panties.
�Watch�� She whispers huskily, her eyes drilling into mine with their intensity. My eyes then drawn to where her fingers are slipping beneath the band of her underwear, I feel a surge of wetness soak my own panties as with one final glance at me, she slides the damp cotton down her legs and kicks them off the bed.
�Amy�� Is all I can squeak out before she�s pounced on me again. Her mouth attacking mine savagely, she forces her tongue between my lips and searches out mine, a low growl escaping her throat when I meet her half way. Our lips and tongues dueling passionately, I start a little when I feel her cool fingers already slipping inside my panties and seeking out the heat between my legs.
�Mmmm, so wet for me�� She murmurs, her fingers finding and plucking teasingly at the throbbing bud of my clitoris. Bucking my hips unconsciously toward her, I again squeak in surprise when without warning, she plunges one long finger deep into my slick pussy, her thumb now rubbing insistently over my clit. My head thrashing back and forth on my pillow, I�m barely aware that I�ve started dragging my own panties down my hips - anxious to get off and to get her off at the same time.
�A little impatient are we?� I hear her chuckle, and my face flushes with slight embarrassment. This however, is soon swept aside when she slides another finger into me and starts thrusting them back and forth, going in deep every time and finding my sweetspot with every pass.
�Amy�please�� I plead, beads of sweat beginning to form along my hairline as she continually pushes me closer and closer towards orgasm. Knowing what I want, Amy slides her fingers out of me and sits up, a contemplative expression on her beautiful face. Then, obviously getting an idea, she grins seductively and swings her body so that she�s facing in the other direction - her fingers lightly teasing over the tops of my thighs.
�Do you want this?� She asks me, looking over her shoulder as she continues to touch me. Do I want this? Christ, I�ve never wanted anything so bad in my entire life� Unable to voice my consent, I can only nod and then moan when I feel her spreading my legs wide open. With one last smile thrown in my direction, she starts moving back up my body until her dripping pussy is lying directly over my hungry mouth, the musky scent of her arousal burning a hole into my brain and exciting me further than I could�ve ever thought possible.
Gathering my courage, I tentatively let my tongue touch the throbbing bud of her clit. Then at her loud groan of approval, I reach up and with my fingers, spread the slick folds between her legs open so that I can really get at her, Closing my eyes, I roughly swipe my tongue up the entire length of her wet slit, stopping briefly to tease at her hole before going back up to her clit and stabbing at it relentlessly.
As I get more into it, I feel her gently drawing my knees up so that I�m spread wide open to her - the rush of cool air hitting me making me gasp quietly into her pussy. As ready as I thought I was, nothing could prepare me for that first touch of her tongue on my aching clit, and my loud moan sends vibrations running along her already sensitized flesh and sending a shiver coursing through the entire length of her hot body.
Now fully caught up in the sensations we�re creating in one another, neither one of us is aware of anything outside of what�s going on inside our bodies. We both cry out intermittently whenever one of us hits a particularly sweet spot with our tongue.
I can�t take much more of this - she can�t either. Knowing that we�re seconds away from coming, I give her one last long lick and then plunge my tongue into her pussy as far as I can go, driving it in and out of her as my thumb moves to press down on her clit. Amy shrieks into my flesh and I feel her fingers tighten around my thighs, her breath coming out in choppy gasps against my clit.
Now on the edge of climaxing, she abruptly shoves two fingers up inside me and searches out my sweetspot, rubbing against it insistently until I�m moaning and shaking beyond all control. Then, without warning, she buries her face further into me and lightly bites down on my clit, making me jump and press down on her clit harder than I intended to. That�s all it takes, and we both scream as the orgasms crash over us - our bodies going tense as the ecstasy drives us over the edge to near unconsciousness.
Minutes later we�re still riding out the last little tremors as they course through our bodies. Sweat is rolling off of us like rain, the sheets beneath us are soaked through. Finally coherent enough to think straight, Amy gently slides off of my body and turns around, crawling up beside me and flopping down. She immediately cuddles closer to me and nuzzles affectionately against my shoulder, making my heart beat painfully inside my chest.
Do I tell her how I feel? Is it too soon? Oh God, what if she thinks this is just a one-night stand? Worse yet, what if she wants it to be a one-night stand? Taking a deep breath, I know there�s only one way to find out, and I close my eyes - working myself up to it.
�Mmmm, what are you thinking about?� She asks sleepily, her hand skimming up my torso to lazily cup one breast. Arching involuntarily into her sweet touch, I turn my head and lightly press my lips against hers in a tender kiss, letting it linger as long as possible. Then, pulling back, I gently reach over and touch her cheek, forcing her to look at me.
�I think I love you�� There. I said it. I don�t think I�ve ever been so anxious for anyone�s reaction as I am right now, I�m terrified that she�ll spurn me - me and my love. Watching her closely, I hold my breath.
�Erilynn�� Oh no. She doesn�t feel the same, I was right. She just wants a one nighter�she doesn�t want a relationship - at least not with me anyway�
�Erilynn�that�s okay.� Again, let me say�WHAT??? It�s okay? Okay, think. What does this mean�staring stupidly at her, I say the first thing that comes to mind which as usual, isn�t all that phenomenal.
�That�s�okay?� See, told ya. I grow more confused though, when she suddenly smiles that same breathtaking smile and then leans over to kiss me, her hand coming up to touch my cheek.
�Yeah, that�s okay. �Cause I think I love you too��
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6 Months Later�
I wait until the morning comes
I look outside and then I run
Down to the place where I might find you
Lots of people walk on by
The moments fade and there�s still no sign
Just when I think of letting go
You come into my view�
So now here I am again, six months later and waiting once again outside �The Chameleon� for Amy to show up. Since that first date this has become our favorite place to go, and we visit it regularly.
Two weeks after we first got together, Detective Jackson called to say that they were closing down the investigation, that no leads on the black sports car had come up - other than the fact that it had been stolen that is. While Amy and I were both disappointed that the asshole that nearly killed us hadn�t been caught - we were both much too involved with our new romance to really care.
As I�m sitting on the same bench I was that first night, I glance down to where my hands are laying folded primly in my lap, smiling as the light from the evening sun glints off the beautiful silver ring Amy gave me a little over a month ago when she asked me to be her life partner. Joyfully, I of course said yes. She wears a similar ring that I gave her that night as well. We�re moving in together next week.
�I hear my name fall from your lips
I feel the touch of your fingertips
Wondering how to let you in
Silently I pray�
�Lynn, there you are!� Looking up, I beam brightly as I watch my love running across the street towards me, her black mini - dress streaming around her legs in the breeze. God she�s beautiful, I don�t think one second goes by when I�m not thinking about her. She�s perfect - my everything.
�I missed you baby� she murmurs as she sweeps me into her arms and captures my lips in a kiss, unmindful of the looks we�re getting from onlookers both outside and inside the restaurant. Fuck �em, they�re just jealous�
So�that�s my story. You now know how Amy and I came to be, and why. You know, every time I think about the accident, it�s scary to think that in the blink of an eye, I almost died that night. On the other hand, it�s ironic that in that same instant, I found the love of my life while sitting out there on the middle of the highway holding a stranger�s hand�and I thank God every second for that.
�And with the voice of an angel
Sweet darling I hear you say
It�s like a little bit of heaven
Every time you look my way
Pretty baby makes my day
Just like a little bit of heaven
A little bit of heaven
Every time you call my name
You leave wanting more of the same
Just like a little bit of heaven
Silently I pray
Let�s talk about the joy you bring
Oh I hear the angels sing
Pretty baby, brighter place
A little bit of heaven
A piece of heaven just like this
To lose myself within your kiss
I find myself within your arms
A little bit of heaven
Ooh you�re just like a little bit of heaven�
THE END