Johnnie settled down on a lounge chair out on the patio with a glass of ice water. Eddie had convinced her to let go of the soda, and the transition had been somewhat difficult at first, but now she wanted nothing but water. She sipped the cool water as she watched the big storm roll in over the red mountains. The sky was a blue purple, and lightning zigzagged and played tag. She smiled at the streaking rain, smelling the fresh earth it kicked up. She stood and held out her hand, caught the cold drops. Thunder boomed then cracked. She jerked but didn’t move. She’d always been stirred by storms, and she never failed to thoroughly enjoy one.
She was still holding her hand out to catch the rain when she turned slightly and caught sight of someone standing at the Arcadian door.
“Elaine,” she said softly. She pulled her hand in. “You’re all wet.”
Elaine didn’t move; she just stood there in her wet clothes. Johnnie crossed to her and stepped inside.
“Hey, how did it go?” Elaine looked different, calm yet stirred. She moved with purpose, but heat marked her cheekbones, and her eyes flashed with what could only be determination and desire. Johnnie felt her own skin heat at the sight. “Everything okay?” she couldn’t help but ask.
Elaine didn’t speak. She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn’t seem to find the words. Then, when she did speak, she was serious, confident, and not to be argued with.
“Stand still,” she said. She took a step and ran her hands up under Johnnie’s shirt, causing her breath to shake. When she grabbed the fabric, she tugged it up and off and tossed it aside. Johnnie tried to say something, to touch her, but Elaine wanted none of it.
“Don’t speak.” She studied her body carefully and then wrapped her arms around her to unfasten her bra. She sighed with what could only be pleasure as she took in her breasts. Johnnie’s nipples tensed with excitement, and the sensation seemed to go straight to her clit.
Elaine came close, breathed upon her breasts, teased them. “I want to breathe you in and excite you as I breathe out.” Johnnie sucked in a breath and clenched her fists.
“Elaine,” she whispered.
Elaine lifted a hand, then covered her mouth with her fingers. “Shut up.” She lowered her hands and allowed them to drift to Johnnie’s waist. She unbuttoned her jeans and tugged them down and off. Then she peeled off Johnnie’s socks and rose to hook her fingers in her G-string. She hesitated then, looked up at her, and ran her hands around to her ass where she found bare flesh. She smiled wickedly and yanked off the G-string.
Johnnie watched as Elaine straightened and took her by the hand. She led her outside to the private patio that backed up to the mountains. She pushed her gently into the lounge chair. Johnnie eased back and rested against the cushioned chair. Elaine climbed on with her knees and pushed Johnnie’s legs apart.
Johnnie almost spoke, but thunder clamored over them, and Elaine lowered her head.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this moment? To feel you in my mouth, to taste your heavenly nectar? It feels like ages, so, so long. And I’ve ached and ached for you, for this.”
Johnnie held her face with one hand, her whole body pulsing with anticipation.
“I can only imagine how you taste, how you feel, how you’re going to sound when I bathe your beautiful body in pleasure.”
Johnnie shifted, the feel of Elaine’s breath on her causing her to yearn for more of her.
“I want your mouth on me,” she said.
“Do you?”
“Yes.”
“Have you dreamt about it, Johnnie? Like I have?”
Johnnie tensed, gripping the armrests. “Yes. I’ve dreamt of you from the moment I first heard your voice.”
“I remember. I remember you wanted this.” She knelt closer and lightly kissed her thighs. “You wanted me so badly. Wanted my touch. The heat of my breath.”
“Yes.”
She kissed her again and moved upward. She rubbed her cheek against her leg, encouraging her to open them farther. Johnnie moaned and struggled for breath. Elaine snuck out her tongue and licked the length of her, teasing the inside of her folds. Her eyes flashed as she groaned and looked up at Johnnie.
“Oh God, Johnnie, you’re so good. So unbelievably good.” She parted her with her thumbs and licked her again and again. And then as Johnnie shook and trembled from the sensation, she lowered her head completely and fed.
Her eager mouth was hot and seeking, and it found Johnnie’s hungry flesh in an instant, kissing, licking, sucking. Johnnie threw her head back and nearly screamed with pleasure. Thunder answered and lightning flashed. Mist from the careening rain fell upon her bare flesh, but she didn’t care. She was too caught up in Elaine and her mouth and what she was doing to her.
Elaine moaned and pressed in harder. Johnnie knotted her hands in her hair and hissed, feeling her head bob as she fed. Johnnie clenched her eyes and then forced them open. She didn’t want to miss a second. Elaine locked eyes with her and eased fingers up inside her. Johnnie leaned forward at the burning, full feeling and called out.
“Elaine, God, Elaine, fucking yes!”
Elaine gave a wicked laugh and fucked her long and slow, played with her G-spot. Johnnie couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak. She just made small noises and loud cries matched by the thunder and lightning. The patio shook and the rain turned to hail. Some of it hit Elaine, but she didn’t stop. She kept herself attached to Johnnie, feeding and fucking.
Johnnie stared into the great storm as the pleasure turned to thick waves. She felt them building, coming closer. She closed her eyes, squeezed Elaine’s hair in her hands, and cried out as the first heavy wave hit her. It crashed into her, forcing her back in the chair. She rocked with it, lifting her hips to Elaine in an offering. Again and again, she rocked as wave after beautiful hot wave came, crashing into her, melting her, destroying her with pleasure. Thunder shook them again, lightning cracked close by. Elaine groaned and kept on. She didn’t stop until Johnnie stilled and spasmed from aftershock.
Eventually, they both stilled, and Elaine turned her head and collapsed atop her, panting. Hail pelted her feet and lower legs. Thunder growled, growing distant. When the hail stopped, Elaine lifted, met Johnnie’s eyes, and grinned. She crawled up to her.
“Say it,” she said. “Before I die from contentment.”
Johnnie reach out and touched her face. She opened her mouth, but the words were difficult to find.
“It’s okay to be scared,” she said. “I am too.”
Johnnie inhaled deeply. Then stared into her flashing eyes. “I love you,” she said.
Elaine pressed into her and kissed her deeply. Johnnie kissed her back, and they sat like that for what felt like an eternity, kissing, tasting, exploring. Languid in love.
Then Elaine pulled back.
She smiled.
“I love you too.”
Johnnie kissed her, deeper, harder. She flipped her so she was on the bottom.
Elaine laughed. “I just want to enjoy what it felt like in having you…finally.”
Johnnie moved lower, kissed her neck. Bit. It caused her to jerk and sigh.
“Are you sure?” Johnnie asked, nibbling her ear.
“Mm, I don’t know.”
Johnnie laughed, pressed into her, between her legs. “I bet you’re so wet right now.”
Elaine’s breath shook as Johnnie kissed her collarbone.
“I am.”
“Are you sure I can’t change your mind?” Johnnie teased her.
Elaine laughed, held onto her, and ran her nails down her back. Johnnie cried out and laughed and then attacked her fully.
Elaine laughed again and then stopped her and held her face.
“Don’t ever leave,” Elaine whispered.
Johnnie kissed her softly. “I’m not going anywhere.”