After helping Thea out of her trousers and her shoes, Caya seemed to lose a bit of her momentum. She fiddled with the neckline of her nightgown and gazed at Thea through her eyelashes.
“My turn, I suppose?” Thea kissed Caya lightly and began to pull her nightgown up along her petite body. Caya raised her arms, and the thin fabric slid easily over her pale skin. Thea stood there breathless, unprepared for the vision of Caya dressed in only her underwear. “Are you cold?” Thea murmured. Her small breasts were in full view, and Thea could think of little else but to warm them with her hands.
“Uh. No. The opposite. I’m warm. Hot.” Caya’s eyes were colorless and transparent, which made them appear luminescent and bright. Thea knew she would never grow tired of gazing into them.
“Hot. Yes.” Thea chuckled. “I’ll say.” She pushed her fingers into Caya’s hair and made the amazing tresses billow around her. Caya’s hair followed, floating for a second before it landed around her shoulders, its rich locks reaching the small of her back. Thea couldn’t take her eyes off the young woman before her. So beautiful, so deceptively fragile. Thea wanted to devour Caya, pleasure her until she gave in and allowed Thea to keep her safe, body and soul. Her uncensored thoughts made Thea whimper inwardly.
Caya clearly didn’t want to be the only one half naked. She tugged at Thea’s camisole, but Thea shook her head and showed Caya the tiny beads that kept it closed between her breasts and down her stomach.
Caya cursed under her breath, making Thea chuckle as she unbuttoned the pearls from the lace fabric and pushed it off Thea’s shoulders. Caya stopped in mid-motion, gasping out loud.
Thea felt her nipples grow even harder and knew Caya’s hungry stare rather than the cool air in the bedroom was causing it.
“Oh…I’m…You’re amazing.” Caya stumbled on her words as she stepped closer.
Thea raised her hands and nudged Caya onto her back on the bed. Caya gazed up at Thea, who had never seen anyone look so ethereally beautiful. Caya’s hair lay in a semicircular cloud around her, and her skin virtually glowed, as if silver coursed through her veins. Thea crawled up along Caya, lowering her head every now and then to taste her amazing skin. “You smell divine. Like flowers and…something else. Something dark.” The last part surprised Thea, as to her, Caya was pure light.
Thea couldn’t remember ever being in such awe of another person—let alone a lover. She placed her hand on Caya’s hip and let it slide down her thigh. Tugging Caya’s leg up over hers and that way effectively parting her legs, Caya ended up half on top of Thea, who now smiled broadly. Caya rose on her elbow and looked down at her, lips parted as she gasped for air.
“You like it like this, darling?” Thea pushed her hands into Caya’s hair again and spread it like a shield around them. “We’re in your magical world now. Kiss me?”
Caya moaned and bent her head, capturing Thea’s lips and parting them instantly. Thea met Caya’s tongue with her own, eager for her taste and the sounds she made as the kiss went on and on and on.
“I want you naked.” Thea nipped at Caya’s lips. “Come to think of it, I want us both naked.”
Caya moaned and nodded. Thea was quickly losing her composure and pushed at whatever fabric she came in contact with, be it her own or Caya’s. She knew they were both naked when the unobstructed sensation of Caya’s silky skin against her own made her cry out in pure pleasure.
“Caya?” Thea gasped as she cupped Caya’s cheeks. “Look at me.” Caya opened her eyes a little more than the narrow slits they’d been just before. “I want you so much. I can’t think of anything or anyone I’ve ever wanted more.” Thea hoped Caya understood. Right here, right now, with this young woman, Thea could confess to herself that not even winning the presidency had meant more to her. Skin against skin, and gazing at those otherworldly eyes that held such magic, such secrets, Thea understood the truth of her own statement. She was meant to be with Caya. She was certain Caya had a more important and distinguished purpose in her lifespan, but for Thea, no matter how much political power she wielded, from now on, the most important aspect of her life was Caya Lindemay.
Thea caressed Caya’s right breast and massaged it slowly. Its pebbled nipple drew patterns in Thea’s palm, and she cherished how the small breast fit perfectly in her hand.
“Oh…oh!” Caya whimpered, and the breathless sound caused a gush of moisture between Thea’s legs. She couldn’t remember when that had happened in someone else’s presence. The last few months, she had guiltily envisioned Caya in a multitude of fantasies while tending to her own pleasure, if nothing else than trying to remain sane. Now, with the actual Caya here, Thea couldn’t keep from undulating against her young lover. Oh, Creator. Lover. Thea moaned and arched her back. “Darling. I need your hand. Please?”
“Show me,” Caya whispered and stroked along Thea’s body while at the same time reclaiming her mouth. “I…” She kissed Thea again. “I need you to show me how.”
“I will. Here.” She took Caya’s hand and guided it in between her thighs. “You’ve made me so ready for you.” Thea’s voice caught, but Caya’s steady gaze helped her, reassured her.
“So wet.” Caya’s fingers dipped in between Thea’s slick, swollen folds. “I can feel it. Amazing.” Lowering herself farther onto Thea, Caya whispered the words in her ear, her breath hot against her. “What do I do now?”
“Just caress me. Gently at first. If you want to go inside later, I’ll show you.”
“I know some…of this,” Caya whispered. “I’ve tried it on myself.” She trembled more now, her hips rocking against Thea in a way that made her wonder if Caya was aware of it—and of how she was pushing Thea toward her orgasm.
“What did you do when you pleasured yourself?”
“You don’t think that’s wrong of me…to mention it, I mean?” Caya ran her tongue against Thea’s ear.
“Not in the least. So, what did you do?” Thea’s mind was already conjuring up images of Caya splayed on her back, here on the bed, bringing herself to orgasm.
“Should I show you, perhaps?” Caya moved farther down and kissed Thea’s neck, just below her ear.
“Yes!” Thea arched her back. “Creator of all—yes!”
“I like it like this.” Caya pushed two fingers inside Thea and rubbed the heel of her palm against Thea’s hard, throbbing clitoris. Thea began a slow, steady rhythm. Fingers in, palm up, fingers retracting, palm pressing down, over and over. “Feel good?”
“Better…than good.” Thea tipped her head farther back, moving her hips in tandem. “Holy Creator…oh…oh…Caya…”
*
Caya couldn’t take her eyes off Thea. Glistening from perspiration, her head tossed back against the pillows, Thea keened unintelligible words as her hips danced faster and faster against Caya’s hand.
Caya mimicked the movements, pressing her hips forward. Every time Thea moved, Caya rubbed her slick folds up and down Thea’s slender thigh. She knew she was going to orgasm soon and wanted desperately for Thea to join her.
Thea’s breasts, bigger than her own, moved with the same rhythm, and the temptation became too much for Caya. She caught the closest nipple between her lips and sucked it deep into her mouth, where she worked it greedily with her tongue.
Thea began convulsing only moments later, squeezing Caya’s fingers inside herself hard as she came in wave after wave. “Caya, darling…don’t let go. Please.”
Caya had to let go of the now-bright-red nipple to answer. “I won’t. You’re amazing, so ama—oh, Creator. Thea…” Going rigid, Caya arched against Thea, shamelessly rubbing her wetness all over her hip and thigh as she came. She wanted to tell Thea how good it was, how supremely fantastic she felt, and how much she wanted her to never let go, but her vocal cords were tied up in knots. All she could do was whimper and moan as she pressed against Thea’s sweat-soaked body. Her fingers were still locked inside Thea, and Caya was reluctant to remove them for fear of losing their new, fragile connection.
Eventually, Thea withdrew, slowly separating them as she moved onto her side. Before Caya began to feel too cold, Thea wrapped her arms around her, holding her close as she pressed her lips against Caya’s neck. “What…I never would have guessed, no matter how much my mind conjured one hopeful wish after another. I never would have guessed.”
Caya returned the kisses, pressing her lips against Thea’s forehead, her hairline, her mouth. “Guess what?” She wasn’t quite following.
“That you actually could want me like this.” Thea wiped at beads of sweat running down her temples, or were they tears? Perhaps both, Caya surmised and hugged Thea even tighter.
“From the first time I saw you,” Caya said, her voice not quite stable. “I was yours from that day onward.”
Thea’s eyes snapped open and she cupped Caya’s face. “And the same goes for me, darling. From the first day.”
As they lay there, hearts calming and bodies mellowing, Caya absentmindedly dragged a blanket up over them. Thea hummed gently and kept touching Caya’s hair, winding it around her hand. Just before sleep claimed them, Caya thought of how everything was going to seem so different tomorrow. Surely taking this enormous step as individuals also meant they were more on an equal footing now?