Jordan drove them back to Kirsten’s house after dinner. She had rested her hand on Kirsten’s bare leg just below the hem of her skirt, and Kirsten traced her arm with her nails. The faint scratching on her arm elicited chills throughout Jordan’s entire body. Arousal and fear dueled for supremacy, and she was unsure what she would do when they finally reached Kirsten’s.
Jordan was certain she was falling in love. She couldn’t help where her heart was leading her, but her head still had something to say about it. She was trying to trust Kirsten, but she was afraid she would end up with a broken heart again. Her head was telling her to continue to take it slow, but her heart was telling her the wait should end. She wished she had a say in the matter.
There was no denying it—Jordan desperately wanted to make love to her. The numerous hours of kissing and touching each other this past week had been enough to drive any woman mad, and more than once she’d had trouble leaving at the end of the night. Not only had she wanted to stay in Kirsten’s embrace, but she’d found it extremely difficult to walk to her car when her clit was throbbing and ready to explode. Normally, she would have taken care of it once she’d gotten home, but she no longer had any desire to touch herself. The next time she reached orgasm, she wanted it to be at Kirsten’s hands or mouth.
To Kirsten’s credit, she had behaved herself by not asking Jordan to make love to her. She’d been very patient, but she’d driven Jordan crazy with every kiss, nibble, and touch. Jordan had known Kirsten had been ready to make love, but she’d still been plagued by a whisper of doubt. When she finally made love to Kirsten, it would be the first time in a long time that she would give herself completely to another woman, and the very thought terrified her. But Kirsten deserved nothing less. She had been open and honest with Jordan, and Jordan finally realized that she wanted to give Kirsten everything.
She pulled into the driveway and walked quickly to the other side of the car to open Kirsten’s door. She offered her hand and helped Kirsten out of the car before leading her up the front walk.
Kirsten unlocked the door before she looked over with uncertainty in her eyes. “Would you like to come in?”
Jordan just smiled and nodded. As she followed Kirsten into the house, she noticed the pictures of Kirsten and John had been taken down. Their absence made her feel so much better about where they were headed. It probably hadn’t been a simple act for Kirsten to remove them, but she appreciated the gesture nonetheless.
Kirsten led them into the kitchen. “Would you like something to drink?”
“Just some water would be fine.” Jordan wandered back into the living room and sat anxiously on the couch, fiddling with her nails.
Kirsten placed their glasses on the table and sat next to her. She took Jordan’s hands in hers and looked at her with concern. “What’s wrong?”
Jordan knew what she wanted to say, but she couldn’t find words that didn’t make her sound like a dolt. Her chest tightened, and her stomach churned. She looked down at their hands and studied Kirsten’s cradling her own. You’re safe with her, Jordan. She won’t hurt you like Kelly did.
She found her resolve and looked directly into Kirsten’s eyes. “I need to tell you something. You know that from the moment we met there was something between us. Something so deep that it was impossible to ignore.”
Jordan shook her head lightly and licked her lips. “This past week has been amazing. You confirmed what I already knew in my heart. You are the most caring, giving, loving woman I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. You have a way of calming my fears, reassuring me with just a look, making me laugh, turning me on like no one ever has.” She chuckled.
She cupped Kirsten’s cheek. “Kirsten, you mean so much to me.” She positioned herself a whisper’s breath from the most luscious lips she had ever had the privilege of kissing. She hesitated a moment, then closed the distance until she felt Kirsten’s lips upon hers. The first kiss was gentle, but the next became more passionate and heated.
When Kirsten broke away, she hugged Jordan fiercely. “You mean a lot to me too, sweetheart. You are my Anam Cara.”
“What is Anam Cara?” Jordan asked.
“It’s the Celtic spiritual belief of souls connecting and bonding. When two people connect and become completely open and trusting with each other, the two souls begin to flow together. When you find that deep bond, you’ve found your Anam Cara or soul friend.”
“That’s so beautiful, and it describes perfectly what I feel between us.” Jordan smiled. “It’s so good to hear you say that. I never thought I could trust another woman again, but I’m so glad I can, and I’m so glad it’s you.”
They held each other for a few minutes more until Jordan looked into Kirsten’s eyes. “I want to make love to you, Kirsten.”
Kirsten stood and held out her hand. Jordan grabbed it and followed her up the stairs.
*
Kirsten led Jordan to her bedroom, but Jordan stopped in the doorway, fear clouding her eyes. Kirsten turned to her. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“Is this the bed you and John shared?”
“No, honey, I got rid of that bed. I wanted a new mattress for our new beginning. I’m the only one who has ever slept in this bed.”
Relief washed over Jordan’s face, and it nearly broke Kirsten’s heart. She cupped Jordan’s face with her hands and kissed her soundly. She parted her lips and allowed Jordan’s tongue to enter, and she wrapped her arms around Jordan and pulled her closer against her until they were nearly one.
Their tongues danced passionately until they were breathing heavily. Kirsten led Jordan to the edge of the bed and gently pushed her down. Jordan sat on the edge of the firm, new mattress while Kirsten opened the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a box of matches. She lit a candle that was sitting on the nightstand, bathing the room in a gentle glow.
Kirsten stepped between Jordan’s legs and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. When the last button was undone, she pushed the blouse down Jordan’s arms and dropped it to the floor.
Jordan reached behind herself to unfasten her bra, but Kirsten stopped her. “Let me. I’ve been dreaming about this moment for a long time.”
Jordan obediently dropped her hands to her side. Kirsten reached behind Jordan, unfastening the black, satin bra. Jordan’s familiar scent flooded her senses, and her pulse raced. She stood back and admired Jordan’s muscular yet feminine body.
“Breathtaking. Absolutely breathtaking.”
Jordan stood and grabbed the hem of Kirsten’s sweater. “My turn.”
Jordan slowly lifted the sweater over Kirsten’s head and dropped it on the floor next to her blouse. Jordan kissed her neck as she unfastened her bra and discarded it. The sensation of her bare breasts against Jordan’s skyrocketed Kirsten’s arousal, and she had to make a serious effort to allow her to continue slowly undressing her.
“You are so beautiful, Kirsten.” Jordan kissed her softly, all the while tracing the outer edges of her breasts. She moaned, and Jordan continued to tease and caress her nipples into tight peaks until she broke the kiss.
“Touch me, Jordan. Please touch me,” she said breathlessly.
Jordan took the rigid nipple into her mouth and sucked lightly, swirling her tongue around it, then flicking it up and down. She grabbed Jordan’s head and pulled her closer as she threw her own head back. Jordan pulled Kirsten’s breast further into her mouth and continued to suck hard, firing a jolt to Kirsten’s clit. Jordan released her breast and moved to the other one. She licked and kissed the underside before moving to her nipple and gently biting it.
“Oh, baby, that feels so good,” Kirsten whispered.
Jordan slowly released the zipper at the side of her skirt and lowered it to the ground. Jordan dropped to her knees and placed soft kisses along her abdomen until she reached her thong. Jordan continued to place light kisses along her waist while slipping her fingers inside the waistband then unhurriedly pulled the thong down to her ankles so she could step out of it. Kirsten was on fire as Jordan ran her hand reverently through her trimmed hairs.
“Baby, I have to lie down,” Kirsten pleaded.
Jordan led her to the bed. Before Jordan joined her, she unbuttoned her slacks and rushed to get them off. Jordan climbed onto the bed and lowered herself onto her before she again began kissing her face, starting with her forehead, kissing her eyelids, her nose, her cheeks, her chin, before finally reaching her lips. Kirsten could feel every loving emotion through those kisses. She moaned into Jordan’s mouth as the flames continued to lick at her center, begging to be extinguished.
Jordan brought her hand to her breast and began to tease the nipple again. It pebbled under the expert ministration, and she began to move her hips. Jordan broke the kiss and stared into her eyes.
Jordan reached all the way into her soul with just her gaze, and she had never felt more beautiful than when Jordan looked at her the way she was now. She wrapped her legs around Jordan and turned them over so that Jordan was on her back before she straddled Jordan’s waist. She pulled Jordan’s hands to her own breasts and started to squeeze. Her nipples were quick to respond, to the point of a pleasurable pain.
Kirsten began to move her hips back and forth across Jordan’s stomach, leaving a trail of her arousal on Jordan’s skin. She was so incredibly turned on, and she could feel herself getting harder and wetter with every passing second. She needed Jordan to give her relief. As if reading her mind, Jordan flipped them back over and once again hovered above her.
Jordan slowly and methodically kissed her way down her body, and she shuddered with desire. Jordan stopped just short of her center and looked into her eyes. “I want to taste you, Kirsten. May I?”
“Oh, God, Jordan, please. I want your mouth on me.”
Jordan parted her inner folds and licked the entire length of her sex. She had been waiting for this moment for what seemed a lifetime, and she cried out at the first touch of Jordan’s mouth on her. Jordan was everything she had ever wanted in a lover—attentive, romantic, and focused on her needs. She wanted this moment to last, but she felt the beginnings of her orgasm start to build, and she was powerless to stop it.
Jordan took her time tasting every part of her, and she felt like she was about to combust. When Jordan simultaneously slipped a finger inside her and took her clit into her mouth, she screamed out Jordan’s name and grabbed her head, holding her, needing to stay in Jordan’s mouth. Kirsten exploded and came hard, but she knew she wasn’t done, and it seemed Jordan knew that as well.
Jordan softened her touch but continued to slowly swirl her tongue around her clit. She sucked on it gently, and Kirsten felt it start to swell once again. The tendrils of her second orgasm came almost as quickly as the first.
“Oh, baby, I’m coming again.”
Jordan moaned against her, and the vibration against her sensitive clit sent Kirsten over the edge. She held on to Jordan’s head for dear life as her body bowed. Her clit twitched over and over as Jordan kept constant pressure with her tongue.
She finally released Jordan’s head from captivity and collapsed. Her heart was racing, and she was gasping for breath, but she had never felt so wonderful. It was the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had, and it was all because of Jordan. Her sweet, wonderful Jordan.
In the blink of an eye, Jordan was lying next to her and holding her in her arms. Kirsten didn’t realize she was crying until she felt Jordan wipe her tears with her thumb.
“Are you okay, baby? Did I hurt you?”
Kirsten turned her head, saw doubt in Jordan’s eyes, and hurried to reassure her. “No, you didn’t hurt me. It just…” Kirsten knew she had to find the right words, but for the life of her, she was coming up empty. Her brain must have shorted out with that last orgasm. “That was the most magical, special, sweetest moment of my life.” She turned her body toward Jordan and wrapped her in her arms. “That was beyond what I ever imagined I could feel, and it was all because of you.”
Jordan squeezed her tighter. “You’re so beautiful, so responsive. It was the most magical moment of my life, too.”
They lay with their bodies entwined, and after a bit, Kirsten recovered enough to roll Jordan onto her back. She kissed Jordan deeply and tasted herself on Jordan’s swollen lips. She continued to kiss her until Jordan’s breathing quickened. “Are you ready?”
Jordan’s eyes had turned dark green with her arousal, and she nodded slightly. Kirsten kissed and sucked on Jordan’s neck, loving the feel of her pulse in her mouth. She planted soft kisses on Jordan’s chest and finally took her hard nipple into her mouth. Jordan’s breasts weren’t as full as her own, but they were absolutely perfect as far as she was concerned—firm, yet supple.
She cupped Jordan’s breast and continued to feast until Jordan moaned. Kirsten knew Jordan must be extremely aroused and didn’t want her to suffer for too much longer. She promised herself that she would return to play with Jordan’s breasts later.
As she continued lower, Jordan spread her legs wide. The closer she got to Jordan’s center, the stronger the scent of her arousal became. She smelled musky and sweet and fresh, and Kirsten’s mouth began to water. She had never dreamed she would be in this position, but now that she was, she was worried she wouldn’t know what to do. She decided to let Jordan lead her.
Kirsten kissed Jordan’s belly just above her blond pubic hair and continued to kiss her until she reached the inner part of Jordan’s thigh. She began to lick the velvety soft skin as she moved closer to Jordan’s need, then moved to the other leg and repeated the movement.
Jordan groaned when she bypassed her sex, and she realized that she had made Jordan wait long enough. She moved to Jordan’s center and was almost shocked at how it glistened. This is for me. I did this to her.
She dipped her tongue into Jordan’s opening and marveled at the taste of her. She prodded in and out of her entrance, and Jordan moved her hips in tandem to Kirsten’s thrusting tongue. Kirsten moved her tongue up to flick Jordan’s clit and took a swipe. Then another. And one more. Jordan was so hard, her clit protruded, and Kirsten wrapped her lips around it and started slowly moving her head back and forth, taking in Jordan’s length. Jordan’s moans became louder, and she threaded her fingers through Kirsten’s hair.
Jordan’s fingers contracted and relaxed as Kirsten’s head bobbed back and forth. “Oh, Kirsten, I’m going to…come…in your…mouth. Ah.”
Jordan came, and Kirsten took in the salty liquid and let it flow down her throat. She inwardly beamed that she was able to make Jordan come so hard. Her body continued to spasm as Kirsten stilled her tongue and let Jordan ride out her tremors.
Kirsten moved up to lie at Jordan’s side and caressed her stomach until her breathing slowed. Jordan chuckled, and she wondered what the joke was all about. “Damn.”
“Was it good for you, baby?”
Jordan laughed and shook her head. “No, it wasn’t good. It was fan-fucking-tastic. No one has ever made me come so hard.” Jordan wrapped her arms around her, and Kirsten had never been more content in her life. She let out a deep, gratified sigh. She wouldn’t have minded staying in this position forever. She kissed Jordan, becoming aroused once more when Jordan ran her tongue along her lips.
Jordan smacked her lips. “Hmm, I taste good on your mouth.”
Kirsten playfully slapped her stomach. “You’re awfully full of yourself.”
Jordan laughed. “I’m just kidding, babe. Seriously though, what did you think? Normally, first-timers take it slow, but you dove in with gusto.”
Kirsten pinched Jordan on her ass, causing her to yelp then laugh. “Keep it up, and it will be the last time I dive in with gusto.”
Jordan squeezed her tightly and rolled them over so that she was on top. She lightly caressed Kirsten’s cheek and kissed the tip of her nose. “I’m being serious. How do you feel?”
Kirsten traced Jordan’s bottom lip with her thumb and smiled. “It felt right. I know that’s not much of an explanation, but that’s all I can come up with. I feel like this is where I’m meant to be, and you are who I’m supposed to be with. I feel like I’m home.”
Jordan kissed her deeply, soundly, and they spent the rest of the night making love. She fell asleep entangled in Jordan’s arms.