"Enigma (16/16)" - Hobbs/Raydor Fic
Title: Enigma (16/16)
Co-author: sharon_ray
Pairing: Hobbs/Raydor
Rating: MA
Word Count: 5, 685
Disclaimer: Not our characters or television show
Summary: Sharon and Andrea's relationship has been balanced on the precipice of friendship and something more for longer than either of them care to admit. Will the ever-present danger of their jobs finally push them over that fine line? Or will it pull them apart?
A/N: Fic starts out in season seven of The Closer, and follows the events (we've taken some liberties of course) of Major Crimes. This fic is now complete. On ff.net: Enigma.
A *HUGE* thank you to all of our readers who have taken the time to read and leave us feedback. This has been an absolute joy to write and share with everyone so thank you for the positive encouragement and for sharing the SQUEEEE with us. A special thank you to Kayryn for making a gorgeous banner for the fic which I have on display on my Master Fic List page. And of course, thank you to my fabulous co-writer and very dear friend sharon_ray for everything. To readers: stay tuned! More fic (set in an unrelated fic verse) is on its way.
Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch.4, Ch.5, Ch.6, Ch. 7, Ch.8, Ch.9, Ch.10, Ch.11, Ch.12, Ch. 13, Ch. 14, Ch.15
(graphic made by me with my own screencaps and those taken with permission from MajorCrimesTV.net. Please do not take or re-post.)
Sharon knocked on the door to Andrea’s townhome promptly at 7:29 pm Friday evening. She took a second to smooth down the skirt of her dark red dress and flip her loose curls over her shoulder; she hoped that Andrea would find her beautiful this evening, she’d taken extra care to wear Andrea’s very favourite colour on her. Sharon heard the scrape of the lock being loosened and the door opening in front of her, and then her heart nearly stopped.
Andrea greeted her wearing a form-fitting navy cocktail dress; the fabric clung sinfully to her curves and exposed a delicious amount of cleavage thanks to the sweetheart neckline. Her arms were bare, as were her shapely calves. Her hair was down, but pinned to one side causing her hair to cascade around her elegant cheek and jaw in gorgeous blonde waves.
“Hi,” Andrea said, “You look absolutely stunning,” she sighed as she leaned into Sharon’s personal space to plant a greeting kiss on her cheek.
Sharon wrapped her arms around Andrea’s hips loosely as the blonde pulled back. “Thank you, and you, my dear, are a vision.” She kissed Andrea lightly, despite the fact that they were on a schedule, she couldn’t help but indulge a little before their meal. “I really like this look on you,” she husked against Andrea’s lips.
Andrea chuckled as she stepped out of Sharon’s embrace. “I’m glad. Give me a second, I just have to grab my things.” Andrea stepped back into her foyer to grab a black clutch, house keys, and small tote, which were all waiting for her by the door. Items secured, Andrea locked her front door and took Sharon’s offered arm; they both exchanged wide grins as Andrea slung her tote over her shoulder.
Sharon knew it would be an evening in which she couldn’t keep her hands off Andrea. She rested her hand against the blonde’s exposed thigh as soon as they were in her car; it took everything in her to keep herself from inching her hand further and further up her leg as they drove to the restaurant in a comfortable silence. Fifteen minutes after she had picked Andrea up from her home, they arrived at the Catalina jazz club, one of Sharon’s favourite spots in Hollywood. “I thought this might be a fun place,” Sharon smiled as she opened her car door, then leaned over to steal a quick kiss from Andrea before she climbed out, careful not to scuff her stilettos on the rough pavement of the parking lot.
Andrea accepted Sharon’s kiss and her hand as Sharon lead them both inside the restaurant; she was beyond pleased by Sharon’s various displays of affection so far. The hostess showed them to their round, white-linen covered table right in front of the stage. The walls were painted a deep maroon and the lights which shone on the red curtain on the stage gave the entire place a warm, rich hue.
“This place is amazing,” Andrea said as she and Sharon seated themselves. “Thank you for taking me here.” Andrea grasped Sharon’s hand and kissed it.
Sharon smiled widely. “I’m glad you like it. You know, I’ve always wanted to take you here. I always wanted to take you somewhere beautiful, to make you feel loved,” she admitted, “I’m glad that you gave me a second chance so that I could. I...I don’t know that I could ever thank you enough for that,” she said softly.
“You’re welcome.” Andrea smirked as she squeezed her hand. She leaned in closer to Sharon’s side to whisper, “Just the fact that you put so much thought into planning tonight, honey I can’t even begin to describe how amazing that makes me feel.”
Sharon glowed with happiness and risked sharing a brief, gentle kiss with Andrea. She watched, captivated, as Andrea’s eyelashes fluttered as they separated.
Andrea managed to drag her eyes away from her gorgeous date sitting next to her to survey the restaurant yet again. “If all our dates are like this, I might be spoiled very soon,” Andrea said amusedly.
Sharon laughed as she looked over the wine menu, then looked Andrea up and down, “Well, if you promise to dress like that every time, our dates can be like this every time.” Sharon eyed the cut of Andrea’s dress appreciatively and felt a pleasant warmth settle low in her belly.
Andrea loved the way that Sharon’s gaze swept over her body; she loved that Sharon wanted her just as much as she wanted Sharon. “You haven’t even seen the rest of what I’m wearing,” she whispered into Sharon’s ear, “Just wait,” she said wickedly.
Sharon groaned softly. Memories of what Andrea looked, felt, and tasted like assaulted her senses and she had to fight the urge to insist that she and Andrea skip dinner and go back to her condo right now. “I look forward to it,” she purred.
The waiter approached and took both their drink and food orders. With that out of the way, Sharon moved her chair closer to Andrea’s and allowed her hand to caress the length of the younger woman’s thigh under the table as the jazz band began their warm up on the small stage. She hadn’t ever been this openly affectionate with her partners in the past, but then again her previous partners hadn’t been Andrea. There was something intoxicating about being near her lover, something about her presence that drew Sharon to her uncontrollably. She had to fight the urge to lean forward and nuzzle Andrea’s neck, to allow her hands to wander further. Sharon cleared her throat and searched for a discussion topic to cool her down. “You mentioned the other day that your brother is coming back into town soon? Does he start shooting the new film this trip?” Sharon smiled as she massaged Andrea’s thigh gently, her hand out of sight from the other patrons in the restaurant.
“He does.” Andrea smiled back at Sharon, a glint of mischief in her eyes as she felt Sharon’s hand between her legs. Andrea covered Sharon’s hand with her own and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Brian’s looking forward to seeing you. He missed you last time. He said he’s glad we’ve figured things out; apparently I was no fun last time he was here.”
“I’m looking forward to seeing him, too,” Sharon said genuinely. She reveled in feeling the warm, soft flesh against her palm, in the feeling of Andrea’s hand covering her own, knowing that it was all she could have of Andrea for the time being. “I always enjoyed Brian’s company. I have to admit, I missed him, too, last time he was here. I’m excited to see him, and to hear about his project, and to introduce him to Rusty. I think he and Rusty will hit it off.”
“I think they’d love each other. Rusty reminds me of him a bit, back when we were kids.” Andrea trailed her fingertips up and down the forearm of the hand that was caressing her leg. “Feeling a bit frisky tonight?” she teased.
Sharon gave a tiny shrug; a pretty blush painted her cheeks. “I just love having you near me. I love touching you,” she said.
“Well, I love having your hands on me so that works out nicely then,” Andrea laughed quietly as she gently squeezed Sharon’s forearm.
“Oh, I think it will work out quite nicely later on.” Sharon grinned; she risked another quick kiss, this time to Andrea’s cheek. Andrea smiled as she felt Sharon’s lips make contact with her face. She had never seen Sharon be so open before, but she loved it; she far preferred this Sharon to the aloof and professional to the point of being cold Sharon that she’d been confronted with for so long.
Their waiter returned with their drinks and set them down on the table with a polite nod. “Cheers,” Andrea said as they clinked their glasses together and enjoyed a sip of their respective drinks.
Sharon’s eyes lit up as the band began to play; their first tune happened to be her favourite song. Next to her, Andrea was tapping her foot along with the beat of the music. “Come on,” Sharon chirped as she caressed Andrea’s hand and tugged her up from the table as she singer began the opening lines to Billie Holiday’s, “The Very Thought of You”.
“Sharon, wh-” Andrea half gasped, half giggled as she was pulled away from her drink, to the small dance floor on the side of the restaurant. A few other couples joined them, filling the space but leaving enough room for each pair to dance comfortably. Andrea had not expected the evening to include dancing, though she certainly wasn’t unhappy with Sharon’s unexpected urge to dance.
“I want to dance with you. This is one of my favourites.” Sharon smiled as she wrapped an arm around Andrea, extending her other so Andrea could take her hand. Andrea tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow at Sharon; this woman was obviously hellbent on taking her by surprise again and again this evening.
“Alright Sharon,” she said with an infectious grin.
Sharon placed her hand on the small of Andrea’s back and pulled her in so their bodies were touching, resting her head on Andrea’s shoulder as she pushed their arms out so she could be close to her. She danced in time to the steady lilt of the music, leading Andrea around the dance floor with ease. Sharon had obviously done this before. The song was short, but Sharon held Andrea close to her the whole time, making a show of the fact that Andrea was very much the owner of her heart. When the song finished, Sharon pulled back so she could kiss Andrea on the corner of her mouth. She grinned at Andrea; her hand was still resting on the small of the younger woman’s back, their bodies pressed into one another’s.
“This song has reminded me of you since the day I met you. I had to dance with you.” She smiled, holding Andrea in the middle of the dance floor.
Andrea nodded and smiled; she had no words. She knew that she wanted to kiss Sharon silly. She knew that she wanted to stay there, holding her on the dance floor like that forever. She also knew that neither of those things were really an option, so she settled for brushing an errant curl away from Sharon’s face, cupping her jaw, then taking her hand to lead her off the dance floor and back to their table.
“That was the most perfect, romantic thing anyone has ever done for me, Sharon Raydor, and I cannot wait to take you home and show you exactly how much that meant to me,” she said softly.
***
The drive back to Sharon’s condo was silent, but not uncomfortably so. Each woman contented themselves on holding hands as Sharon navigated them from the classy jazz joint to her condo, where an entire evening still awaited them. Once parked, Sharon opened the car door for Andrea and helped her out, she also insisted on carrying Andrea’s tote for her as they made their way back to Sharon’s home.
Sharon’s slow seduction started the moment they stepped into Sharon’s condo; the lights had been dimmed and Andrea swore she could hear music coming from Sharon’s room.
“Am I hearing things?” Andrea teased as she toed out of her stilettoes.
“No,” Sharon said before kissing Andrea softly. “Come with me?” She held her hand out, which Andrea took without hesitating, and lead the blonde to her room. Sharon placed Andrea’s tote and both their clutches on her dresser, then she picked up a lighter and proceeded to light the strategically placed candles all over the room. Within moments a warm glow and the scent of spiced vanilla greeted them; Sharon returned the lighter to its place and regarded Andrea.
Sharon stepped out of her shoes and placed them by her dresser, then moved closer to Andrea, wrapping her arms around her. “As lovely as that dress looks on you,” she smirked, her lips quickly finding Andrea’s neck, “I think it’s time to take it off.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” Andrea purred.
Sharon continued to pepper kisses along Andrea’s jaw and neck as she located the side zipper and dragged it down the blonde’s fit torso; she stepped back so that she could help Andrea wiggle out of the garment.
“Oh, you were not exaggerating,” Sharon breathed as she regarded the tantalizing lace that sat low on Andrea’s exquisite hips. The pale pink of the panties and bra matched the soft glow in Andrea’s cheeks; the demi cups framed Andrea’s assets beautifully and Sharon trailed her lips across the generous swell which had been enhanced by the underwire and tight straps of the bra.
“I thought you might like it,” Andrea gasped as Sharon’s hands followed the line of Andrea’s panties around to cup her very bare buttocks.
“Oh yes, I certainly do,” Sharon moaned into Andrea’s cleavage as her fingertips retraced their favourite curves on Andrea’s body. “Unzip me, please?” she pleaded; her red dress, while having successfully captured Andrea’s attention this evening, was not at all practical for what Sharon had planned for them. It needed to go, now.
Andrea placed her hands on Sharon’s shoulders and gently spun the smaller woman around. As Sharon lifted her hair off the nape of her neck, Andrea unzipped her and helped her step out of the material. It was her turn to gaze hungrily at Sharon, clad in dark red silk. Andrea pulled Sharon’s back flush against her and nibbled on Sharon’s shoulder.
“Bed?” Andrea husked. Sharon nodded wordlessly; Andrea led Sharon to the bed, which Sharon had already taken the care to turn down.
With their bodies finally resting against the firm mattress, Sharon eased them both on their sides and gently removed the pins from Andrea’s hair. “Don’t want to get these tangled,” she muttered as she tossed them on her nightstand and then ran her fingers through the freed locks.
Andrea had to smile at the difference; the last time they’d made love it was rushed and desperate and a bit clumsy. This time it was slow and deliberate. Sharon was taking her time; she hadn’t even really touched her yet but Andrea was already trembling.
Sharon wrapped an arm around Andrea’s neck and kissed her gently, her lips barely brushing the other woman’s. “I love you,” she whispered against Andrea’s lips.
Andrea wound her arms around Sharon’s neck and pulled the older woman against her as they kissed. Sharon’s kisses were soft, gentle, and downright electrifying; her hands roamed all of Andrea’s body, teasing and tickling and caressing. Andrea shivered; a wave of emotion hit her as she felt Sharon’s hands gently caress the slight scar on her upper arm. She held Sharon even tighter to her and kissed her with renewed purpose.
Sharon opened her mouth to deepen their kiss as she crawled on top of Andrea so that she was straddling the blonde’s hips. She ran her hands up and down Andrea’s torso then hooked a hand behind Andrea’s back to unclasp her bra. “This needs to go now,” she sighed hungrily, desperate for the sight of Andrea, all of Andrea, underneath her again. Andrea arched her back so Sharon could remove the offending garment and Sharon quickly pulled it off, throwing it on the floor beside the bed.
Andrea groaned as Sharon’s lips enclosed around a rigid nipple. She had missed this so much; too many times in the last several months she had replayed the events of their one night together while touching herself, desperately trying to recreate the sensations that Sharon had. But it had been futile; her release always left her feeling empty and unsatisfied and yearning for her lover. As Sharon kissed and sucked the sensitive flesh Andrea knew that tonight, she would not be left feeling that way; tonight she was going to make love with Sharon and then fall asleep curled around her, feeling whole and happy once again.
“I’ve missed you,” Sharon said between kisses and nibbles to Andrea’s breasts.
“I’ve missed you, too,” Andrea moaned as she felt Sharon’s mouth descend down her rib cage toward her stomach. She pulled Sharon up again to kiss her, her tongue dancing along Sharon’s bottom lip. Sharon raised an eyebrow when Andrea broke their kiss; the blonde had a wicked smirk on her face.
“We’ll get there, but I’m not done with you yet.” Andrea smiled, reaching behind Sharon to unsnap her bra as well. She pulled Sharon into her lap so the older woman was straddling her again and trailed kisses along her collarbone as her hands gripped her hips. “Oh Sharon, you feel so good,” she sighed as she encouraged Sharon to rock lightly against her.
“I was so close to where I wanted to be,” Sharon half-muttered, half-moaned teasingly as she felt Andrea’s teeth on her neck. She wrapped her legs around Andrea’s hips, pulling herself closer to the younger woman’s body so they were flush against each other. “Oh,” she gasped as she rocked a little harder against Andrea’s hipbone.
“I want you right here,” Andrea breathed against Sharon’s neck, “on top of me, with your legs wrapped around me.” Andrea’s hands slipped under the red panites that Sharon wore to caress her; Andrea was thrilled to find Sharon already so warm, wet, and ready for her. She tugged the red silk aside so that Sharon’s center was bared to the textured lace of Andrea’s panties; with one hand holding the material and one hand steadying Sharon’s hips, Andrea encouraged Sharon to rock against her rhythmically.
Sharon hissed as her aching clit came into contact with the material of Andrea’s panties; she could feel the heat and the moisture from the younger woman’s sex against her own. “Andrea...” she muttered desperately, thrusting her hips harder into Andrea’s. “Honey, I’m really close already,” she warned.
“Let go,” Andrea begged, “I want to see you. Let go so I can make love to you all over again.”
Sharon shuddered and wrapped her arms tighter around Andrea. She ground her hips against the damp lace and latched on to the blonde’s long, lean neck; Andrea’s hand on her hip guided her thrusts and within moments she felt her sex clench and contract as pleasure overwhelmed her. She gasped Andrea’s name as she rode out the remains of her orgasm; when she was done, she tilted her head upwards to capture Andrea’s lips in a heated kiss.
Andrea ran her hands up and down Sharon’s back. “That was amazing, I loved watching you come apart like that Sharon,” she cooed as she traded languorous kisses with Sharon.
Sharon smiled against Andrea’s full lips. “I might have ruined your panties,” she said and hung her head in shame. “I will buy you new ones,” she promised.
Andrea laughed. “We can pick them out together,” she promised. She tugged at the silk on Sharon’s hips. “Anyway, I’m pretty sure I ruined yours as well so we’re even anyway,” she chuckled as she turned them on their sides again so she could yank Sharon’s panties down and off her hips.
Sharon gently pushed Andrea back down so that Andrea was laying on her back before she repositioned herself next to her, laying on her side. Sharon propped herself up on one elbow and smiled at Andrea as she looked the blonde up and down, the candle light was casting a delicate glow all over Andrea's beautiful curves.
“You are the most gorgeous sight that I have ever seen,” Sharon whispered as she kissed Andrea’s neck gently, hooking her finger in the side of Andrea’s thong to pull it off. Sharon let her hand trail all the way down, and then back up the younger woman’s thigh, teasing her as she removed the delicate lace garment.
Andrea was in a state of utter bliss. She sighed happily as she allowed the sensations of the warm, scented candles, the jazz music that played softly in the background, the feeling of Sharon against her, all wash over her. Sharon caressed Andrea’s bare hips with those long, elegant fingers and it was like they were dancing all over again. She felt like they were back in the jazz club with live music and candles and Sharon leading her around the room to the rhythm of the crooning saxophone; only this time, their dance was all their own, this time, they made their own music. Sharon’s tongue swept across her hipbone and Andrea gasped; yes, this dance was much more intimate than their previous waltz this evening.
Sharon moved further down Andrea’s body, nuzzling the soft, pale skin of Andrea’s thighs for several delicious moments. She’d always found Andrea’s hips and thighs to be incredibly sexy; she loved the full curves of Andrea’s lower half. Sharon could hear Andrea gasp and moan as she kissed and nibbled along her inner thigh and the crease of her hip, and it sent a shock of arousal through Sharon’s core.
Sharon sighed happily against Andrea’s skin. “Have I ever told you how fond I am of your thighs?” Sharon purred, making eye contact with Andrea from her position between Andrea's legs.
The sight nearly drove Andrea insane; she longed for Sharon’s hands and mouth on her. She ran a hand through Sharon’s hair, combing gently through the tousled auburn locks. “Yes, you have,” she laughed quietly, meeting Sharon’s hungry gaze with gently pursed lips. Sharon’s fascination with the lower half of her body had made itself quite apparent recently. The time they'd spent kissing and cuddling on Sharon's couch often resulted in Sharon caressing her thighs quite thoroughly.
“Just making sure.” Sharon grinned, then bit down on the side of Andrea’s inner thigh and sucked playfully, instantly leaving a red mark. She kissed it softly and trailed her tongue back up Andrea’s thigh, finally; barely ghosting her center. Andrea’s sex was red and glistening with her arousal, the sight of which made Sharon’s mouth water. Gently, Sharon used the fingers of one of her hands to part Andrea, exposing the rest of her lover to her earnest gaze.
Andrea closed her eyes and pursed her lips again, the sensation of Sharon’s mouth on her was almost too much to handle. “Sharon,” she moaned as Sharon’s tongue traced lazy, tantalizing circles around her lower lips. Sharon rewarded her vocalization with the tiniest flick directly against her sensitive nub, which caused her to cry out again.
“Let me hear you,” Sharon mumbled against Andrea’s sex, “Please.”
Sharon placed one hand on Andrea’s stomach to steady her and used her other hand to push Andrea’s legs open wider; all the while her mouth was still firmly concentrated on Andrea’s center. Andrea laced her fingers with Sharon’s which rested on her abdomen, moaning louder as Sharon continued to kiss and nibble at her clit, drawing rhythmic circles with the tip of her tongue. With each circle, Sharon added more pressure, until the tip of her wickedly sharp tongue was flicking the sensitive flesh back and forth at a speed that threatened to have Andrea’s eyes permanently rolled backwards.
“Fuck,” Andrea groaned, “Sharon, honey...” her mumbles became less coherent as Sharon closed her lips around Andrea’s clit and sucked on it rhythmically.
Sharon teased her folds with the tip of her long, slender finger and groaned against Andrea’s clit; feeling how wet and responsive Andrea was had aroused her to the point where she too was aching despite her earlier release. Sharon slid two fingers inside of her lover, thrusting upward to hit her most sensitive flesh as she kept her mouth moving in deliberate circles on her clit.
Andrea gripped the bed sheets as Sharon continued to work her body with practiced ease; it was as if Sharon had been bringing her to orgasm for decades. Andrea cried out and gasped Sharon’s name as her body pulsed around Sharon’s hand, pleasure overtaking every nerve in her body. Sharon continued to thrust into her, her movements gentler now, and kept her mouth secure on Andrea’s clit until she felt Andrea ease down from her high. Exhausted and breathless, Andrea held Sharon’s head against her abdomen, lost in a state of bliss.
Sharon kissed the slightly sweaty skin of Andrea’s stomach as Andrea’s breathing evened out. She then returned to her place above Andrea, and brushed the blonde hair off of her face. “Hi beautiful,” Sharon whispered as she kissed Andrea’s jaw.
Andrea’s eyes fluttered as Sharon’s fingers continued to comb through her hair; she nudged her head downwards to meet Sharon’s lips for a series of slow, lingering kisses. Gently, she rolled them so that she was pressed on top of Sharon’s body. They broke their kiss so that they could adjust themselves; Sharon wrapped her legs around Andrea while Andrea snaked a hand down between their bodies to gently tease Sharon’s sex. Earlier, she had begged for Sharon to let go, she had wanted her lover to come as hard and as quickly as she could, and she had promised to make love to her all over again. This time though, she was going to make love to Sharon slowly, she wanted Sharon’s pleasure to gently caress every inch of her skin and consume her entirely, much like Sharon had just done to her.
Sharon rested her head on Andrea’s shoulder and gave a tight lipped hum as Andrea lightly caressed her. Andrea started at Sharon’s neck, kissing and biting it in that way she knew drove Sharon absolutely insane. As she left faint bite marks along her neck and collarbone, her hands traced the lines of Sharon’s hips and thighs, running over her curves with a light touch. She felt Sharon break out in goose bumps and smiled; her plan was working. She traced the length of Sharon’s inner thigh with a single fingertip, allowing it to drag gently up her swelling sex and come to a rest on her stomach as she made her way down her chest with her mouth.
“Good god,” Sharon moaned as she closed her eyes, already fraught with desire and a longing for Andrea’s mouth on her. “How long are you going to tease me?” she asked desperately as Andrea’s hand crept dangerously close to her hip bone.
“I’m not teasing you, I’m enjoying you,” Andrea countered as she moved her mouth down to Sharon’s navel.
“I should have know you’d argue in bed too, Counselor,” Sharon chuckled throatily as she felt Andrea kiss around her belly button, peppering her stomach with soft, gentle nibbles.
Andrea smirked against Sharon’s slight belly and swept her thumb across Sharon’s lower lips with purpose. Andrea felt a hesitant hand on her shoulder, she placed a final kiss on Sharon’s stomach and looked up.
“Um, I may not,” Sharon said, biting her lip, “I may not come again. I mean, menopause and all...” she trailed off, slightly embarrassed.
Andrea smiled encouragingly at her. “Giving you an orgasm isn’t the only reason why I want to taste you,” she said softly.
“I know, I just, I don’t want you to think that you don’t make me feel good,” Sharon said as she caressed Andrea’s shoulder, “because you do.”
Yes, she had figured that Sharon might have difficulty reaching a second orgasm tonight, but whether or not it happened, Andrea wanted to share the intimacy of this act with her. Andrea nodded her understanding, and bent her head to nuzzle Sharon’s hips. She knew that Sharon hated the faint stretch marks here; many times over the years Sharon had joked about how she’d never been able to wear a bikini after having her kids. She knew that Sharon found them unattractive, but Andrea loved them. She loved how they wrapped around the curves of Sharon’s body, hugging the precious skin; and she loved what they represented, Andrea loved there was a physical reminder of motherhood on Sharon’s body.
Andrea trailed her lips further down until she was at Sharon’s sex, she sucked each of Sharon’s lips into her mouth, loving the way that Sharon bucked her hips at the teasing contact. She alternated, back and forth, then moved to her opening, which she teased with just the very tip of her tongue. She kept this up for a little while, until Sharon’s hips started chasing her teasing caresses and her sex darkened and glistened. Andrea spread the moisture gathering at Sharon’s entrance up to her clit, licking the bundle of flesh delicately.
Sharon moaned as Andrea’s tongue danced across her clit and she felt tiny tremors of pleasure throughout her body. She gave Andrea’s shoulder an encouraging squeeze, letting her know that she was enjoying herself thoroughly.
Andrea continued her gentle manipulation of Sharon’s clit as she brought two fingers to her entrance, teasing her lightly. Sharon squirmed and moaned with pleasure, opening her legs wider to allow Andrea better access. “Mmm, you’re so beautiful,” Andrea moaned against Sharon’s sex, “I love you like this.” She increased the pressure of her tongue against Sharon’s clit and penetrated her fully, crooking her fingers upwards to tug at Sharon’s g-spot.
“Yes,” Sharon sighed, “a little harder,” she pleaded. Andrea complied, putting a bit more force behind the thrusting of her fingers, rubbing a little bit harder on that delicious spot on the down stroke. Sharon arched her back and thrust her hips upward to achieve more contact with Andrea as she got closer and closer to losing control. Her nails dug into the skin on Andrea’s back, her grip on the younger woman tightening with each thrust of Andrea’s dexterous fingers into Sharon’s receptive body. The pleasure coiled tightly at her center, then spread out slowly in languorous waves; it was softer and slower than her previous orgasm, but no less satisfactory. Andrea continued to touch and caress her until the last ripples washed over her, leaving her blissfully exhausted.
“I love you,” Andrea said as she kissed her way back up Sharon’s body. She wrapped her arms around her lover and held her close, reveling in the feeling of Sharon’s skin, her steady heartbeat, the softness of her hair, all pressed up against her. She noticed the sense of ease and comfort in Sharon’s demeanor, the way she seemed completely relaxed against her body; it was a complete foil to the first time they had made love when Sharon had been as stiff as a board afterwards.
Sharon tugged the rumpled sheets around them. “Love you too,” she sighed happily. She wrapped her arms tightly around Andrea’s waist, nuzzling her nose into the younger woman’s neck. “Can we just stay like this forever?” she breathed into Andrea’s hair, allowing her eyelids to fall shut as she cuddled closer to her.
“Well,” Andrea laughed quietly, turning her head to kiss the side of Sharon’s face, “we can certainly stay like this until morning.” She ran her hand up and down Sharon’s arm, caressing it gently as Sharon held onto her tightly. “But our coworkers and your kids and my family might object to us staying here and neglecting them,” she teased.
Sharon laughed in to Andrea’s neck; her warm breath on her sensitive flesh sent chills up the younger woman’s spine. “Fair point,” she sighed playfully, “I guess I’ll have to settle for staying wrapped around you tonight and making you breakfast in the morning.”
Andrea nodded against Sharon’s forehead and gave her a gentle squeeze, but didn’t say anything in response. Sharon sensed her tension and pulled back so she could sit up.
“Andrea, in the morning, I will get up, and I will kiss you and tell you I love you, and then I will make you breakfast,” she smiled softly, kissing Andrea’s jaw, “nothing is going to change. Nothing.” Sharon looked her in the eye, the expression on her face reassuring Andrea of how serious she was. “I love you. I’m not going anywhere.”
Andrea nodded and pulled Sharon back into her embrace, holding her close. Sharon rested her head against Andrea’s chest, stroking the side her breast as she relaxed into the intimate embrace. She could feel Andrea’s heart beat against her face and she closed her eyes, listening to the steady rhythm, concentrating on the feeling.
“I know,” Andrea finally said, breaking her silence, “I love you, too. And breakfast better come with coffee,” she quipped, reaching down to pinch Sharon playfully on the backside.
Sharon rolled her eyes and buried her nose in Andrea’s cleavage. “So. Demanding,” she deadpanned, lifting her head to glare playfully at Andrea.
“Lay down, woman, ” Andrea laughed, pulling Sharon over so that she was settled next to her in bed, Andrea’s arm wrapped firmly around her. Sharon obliged and cuddled into Andrea’s side, pulling the heavy duvet up around their shoulders. She relaxed against Andrea, allowing the quiet, heady flow of jazz and the glow of candlelight to lull her into sleepiness. She knew she should get up to blow the candles out, but cuddling Andrea felt good and they were nearly to their ends, anyway. Instead, she burrowed her face deeper into Andrea’s side and closed her eyes, sleep finding her faster than she thought it would.
“I love you,” Andrea muttered sleepily as she watched Sharon drift off.
Sharon felt her absence in the bed as Andrea got up to turn the music off and blow out the candles, but she was too far-gone to care. After Andrea deemed the room safe and double-checked the front door to be sure it was locked, she crawled back into bed with Sharon and wrapped her arms around her. Sharon snuggled back into her automatically, nuzzling her nose into her chest as she slept.
Andrea kissed her forehead and closed her eyes, content and safe, she drifted off to sleep with her heart wrapped around her.