Sam drove like a maniac on her way home from a photo shoot on Saturday, running yellow lights and barely stopping at stop signs. She tore down her own street and yelled at the gate because it dared to open so slowly. Quick as a bunny, she sprinted through the house looking for Alex. When she couldn’t find her, she threw open the French doors and stepped into the backyard. In an instant, she was in Alex’s arms, their lips pressed together.
Sam pulled away and began rambling. “Can you forgive me? Please? Please forgive me. I was stupid. I had no clue how to fix it. And I didn’t do a good job. And you have to forgive me.”
“Yes! I forgive you.”
“I should’ve told you we needed to lay low for just a little while, but I was scared I’d ruin my career. And I think I was mad because it was that woman who did it. And the thought of you with her made me crazy!”
“I’m so sorry about that.”
“It wasn’t your fault. I had no right to be mad. I just wasn’t thinking clearly. Zach was worried I wouldn’t get the part. Everyone was worried. But I realized losing you was more awful than losing some part. I should’ve just talked to you.” Confession complete, she fell into Alex’s embrace again.
Alex stroked her hair and they remained in each other’s arms for a minute. “I’m sorry it took me so long to answer your text. I was being a jerk.”
“You had every reason to be a jerk.”
“Next time we know to communicate better.”
“Now we know!”
“Now we know.”
They both took a breath and laughed.
Sam clutched the front of Alex’s T-shirt and pulled her close. “We have some catching up to do. We haven’t had a make-out session in a week.”
“We are overdue.”
They locked lips, and grunts of pleasure rose from both their throats.
Sam’s kisses had an edge to them, a desperation, as her teeth nipped at Alex’s lips.
“Ohhh,” Alex moaned, “are you trying to kill me?”
“Mmhmm, I missed you so much.”
Alex pulled back from her hungry mouth. “I need to talk to you.”
Sam’s stomach muscles clenched, and her face fell. “Oh no. Are you breaking up with me?”
“What? No! Why do you think I’m breaking up with you?”
“You look so serious.”
“No, I’m not breaking up with you. But I do need to be serious.” Alex bowed. “If I may have the floor.”
Relief washed through Sam and she waved an arm. “The floor is yours.”
Alex took a deep breath. “Sam. I…I know, the last few years, I haven’t been a good person—”
Sam started to interrupt, but Alex reached over and placed a finger to her lips.
“I’ve slept around. I’ve hurt people. I’ve been a shit, basically.” She gulped more air into her lungs. “And I know for a fact, you deserve so much better than me.”
Sam wanted to shout, that’s not true! But she held her tongue.
“That being said.” Alex grinned. “I’m still…just a girl—”
“Oh no you’re not—”
“Standing in front of a girl—”
“Oh no.” Sam pointed at Alex. “You’re gonna Notting Hill me.”
“—asking her to love me.”
“You Notting Hill’ed me! You Notting Hill’ed me!” Sam squealed, jumping into Alex’s arms and raining kisses all over her face. “I can’t believe it.”
Alex beamed a thousand-watt smile. “I swear you’re the most beautiful, sweetest, sexiest woman I’ve ever met. And you’re cool funny to boot.”
Sam threw her head back and laughed.
“And I am hopelessly, totally, completely, absolutely in love with you. And I figure if I play my cards right, you might love me back?”
“Yes, I do. I love you!” Sam’s heart sang. “I can’t believe you Notting Hill’ed me, I’m the actress. I’m supposed to Notting Hill you.”
“Well, I beat you to it.”
Sam’s hands cupped Alex’s cheeks. “You know I’ve been in love with you since the first moment I laid eyes on you. I’ve been waiting for you to catch up.”
Alex groaned as her arms shook with exertion. “Okay, you’re getting heavy. I’m gonna put you down.”
Sam stepped away. “Here, you jump into my arms.”
“What? Sam, you can’t.”
“I can. C’mon, remember I have strong legs.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Try me.”
“Okay, you sure?”
Sam nodded, eyes squinting with determination. “Yeah, this’ll be easy.”
“I don’t know about easy.”
“Do it. Do it.” Sam waved both hands, egging her on.
“Okay, here we go.”
Alex jumped on Sam, who briefly caught her, but then started to backpedal. “Oh shit, oh shit, we’re going down!”
They both giggled as they tumbled into the grass.
Alex rolled on top of Sam and their mouths melded together. Her tongue probed deep inside Sam’s mouth.
Sam broke off the kiss. “Alex. Now now.”
Alex’s eyes were unfocused. “What?” She moved in to kiss Sam again.
“Now now.”
“Mmm.” Alex nibbled along Sam’s neck, when suddenly, her lips froze. “Now now? Like—Now Now?” She leaned back with brows raised.
Sam nodded. “Now now!”
“Holy shit! Like right now now?” Alex shot up and took a few steps toward the house, then spun around and yanked Sam to her feet.
With Alex in tow, Sam bolted toward the French doors. When they reached the patio, she tugged on Alex’s hand to stop them dead in their tracks. She kissed Alex so deeply both their legs trembled.
They started walking again, neither paying attention to anything except keeping their lips locked. They knocked into a lounge chair and fell onto it, never breaking the kiss.
Alex landed on her back with Sam hovering over her, and Alex’s hands traveled wildly over Sam’s body, sliding inside her shorts and squeezing her ass, then moving back under Sam’s shirt to caress her breasts, a thumb brushing back and forth across her hardening nipples.
Sam broke off the kiss to take a breath and a whimper escaped. She stood, pulling Alex with her, and walked unsteadily toward the door.
Alex caught her from behind, wrapping strong arms around Sam’s waist. She nipped and kissed the back of Sam’s neck.
When they arrived at the French doors, all Sam could do was put her hands on the glass and brace herself while Alex’s fingers made their way down the front of her shorts. Sam rested her forehead against the door, breathing heavily. “Remember that day I walked into this door?”
Alex whispered, “Funny, after you did that, this is exactly what I wanted to do to you.”
Sam shivered in response as goose bumps dotted her arms. “I was a dork. How could you have wanted me?”
Alex’s hand slid further down, her fingers slipping inside Sam’s undies and continuing to reach lower. Alex’s breath burned hot on the back of her neck when she said, “You were the sexiest dork I’d ever met.”
When Alex’s fingers hit pay dirt, Sam almost collapsed on the ground. “Oh, Jesus fucking…”
Alex smiled into her neck. “Welcome to third base, Sam.”
Sam pushed off the door. “Inside, inside!”
Alex yanked her hand away and opened the door, dragging Sam inside. Once the door closed, she whipped Sam’s shirt off, tossing it over a shoulder while grinning wickedly. Hooded eyes traveled slowly over Sam’s body. Alex quickly removed her own shirt and tossed it aside.
Sam entered an almost trance-like state, lips parted in anticipation as she stared into darkening green eyes. All these months of wondering how Alex felt, all the wanting, all the waiting, was finally over. Maybe she should take a second to appreciate the moment. She glanced hungrily at Alex’s abs, and her eyes made their way up to Alex’s lips. She gave a slight shrug. Okay, consider it appreciated.
She took a step forward, and when her mouth slammed into Alex’s, eager hands roamed over her back. Every flex of Alex’s muscles registered between Sam’s legs. She started to push Alex backward, trying to angle them toward the staircase, but forgot about the dog bed. They tripped over it and down in a heap they went.
“Who put the dog bed here?” Sam asked, exasperated.
“I think you did.” Alex kissed Sam’s breasts through her bra.
“Who puts a dog bed near the door?” Sam eyes closed in ecstasy.
“You do.” Alex nibbled at the ridged peaks pushing against the lacy fabric.
Sam jumped to her feet. “Up, up! We are not doing it on a dog bed.”
Alex allowed herself to be pulled to a standing position. “It’s really quite comfortable. You must have paid a fortune for it.”
But Sam couldn’t appreciate the humor, because the wait was finally over. She frantically pulled Alex toward the stairs.
When Sam reached the first step, Alex grasped her hips from behind and impatient hands reached around, undoing the button on Sam’s shorts. Alex pushed the zipper down, and Sam sagged to her knees, trying to crawl up the steps as Alex peeled them off. By the time Sam hit the landing between the two staircases, she was still on her knees and shorts-less.
Sam turned around to find Alex inching toward her. Her breath caught in her throat. She was being stalked by a hungry panther. And it was fucking hot.
Alex placed her hands on Sam’s knees, spreading them apart, and settled between them, staying on the step below the landing.
Their lips met, and tongues entwined and probed while they breathed hard into each other’s mouths.
Sam’s only thought was the bedroom, and she broke off the kiss. “Let’s go, let’s go!” She struggled to get to her feet.
“Wait, wait.” Alex slipped Sam’s bra off, and over the shoulder it went. “You gotta give me a minute here.” Her eyes glazed over with desire as both hands cupped Sam’s breasts and fingers rolled erect nipples. Her lips soon followed her hands.
Sam could barely control the trembling. “Oh…oh…god…okay…okay. Jesus, take as much time as you need.” All thoughts of making it to the bedroom were abandoned. No way could she get up from this spot without an orgasm. No way she could get up, period. She had been reduced to a giant puddle of want.
Sam cradled Alex’s head, hands stroking through Alex’s hair as Alex kissed and sucked her nipples. Her orgasm was near, and she needed to feel Alex inside her.
“Now now, Alex,” Sam pleaded.
Alex pushed Sam’s legs farther apart, maintaining eye contact as she sunk lower between them. She slid down a couple more steps for a better angle, taking Sam’s underwear with her on the way down.
“Jesus Christ.”
When Sam bit her bottom lip, Alex quivered. “Oh, that lip of yours.” She softly bit the inside of Sam’s thighs as her eager hands pushed Sam’s legs even farther apart, opening her to Alex’s loving gaze.
When Alex’s tongue slid through her velvety, wet folds, a growl came from deep in Sam’s throat. Her head rolled from side to side. When the tongue plunged inside, Sam swooned—her patented Alex swoon. She fell backward, lacking the strength to stay upright. “Oh…oh…oh my God.” She writhed in ecstasy, hips grinding in time with each swipe of Alex’s tongue.
Sam gasped with closed eyes when Alex’s fingers replaced her tongue, which had gone on a seek and find mission straight to Sam’s engorged clit. Alex’s fingers and tongue took Sam to places she hadn’t been in years, the sensations exquisitely torturous and mind-blowing. She met each thrust of Alex’s fingers with a thrust of her own, pushing her hips up to take those fingers deeper. She threw her head back. The muscles in her neck strained. Her chest heaved as a tight knot of pleasure coiled low in her belly. It didn’t take long. She teetered at the precipice, and then cried out as the orgasm shattered her insides, wave after pulsating wave ripping through her body. It seemed to go on and on and on, delicious pinpoints of pleasure coursing along every nerve ending, causing her to jerk and shudder until she was spent. Sam gave one last whimper and her body went limp.
Alex continued to kiss and lick, her tongue laving around Sam’s sensitive clit until Sam flinched. With one last gentle kiss, Alex pulled away.
“Holy shit.” Sam’s body still quaked from the aftershocks, her limbs languid and heavy. When Alex removed her fingers, Sam felt the aching emptiness. She longed to feel Alex’s tongue on her again, to feel the stretch from Alex’s fingers as they moved inside her. But Sam was also desperate to make love to Alex, to taste her and touch her all over. The thought of Alex’s body beneath her, rock hard and soft at the same time, gave Sam a second wind.
* * *
Alex kissed her way across Sam’s torso, to her neck, and finally to her lips. She pulled away and grinned, her own heart still racing. “That was pretty good. Quick, but good.”
“It was quick. I blame my total lack of self-control on the fact that I’ve been lusting after you for months now.” Sam’s breathing remained irregular and shallow. “Did we really have our first-time sex on the stairs?”
“We did. In my defense, you instructed me to get on with it.” Alex wanted her again. Right now. The need to taste Sam’s arousal, to watch Sam come undone beneath her was overpowering. She began working over Sam’s neck with her lips.
“I admit, you were told to get on with it. I couldn’t make it to the bedroom. How are you doing, by the way?”
Alex lifted her head and took a deep breath. “Well, if you must know, I don’t think I’ve been this wet in my entire life, and I might have already come.”
“Maybe I should check for you.” Sam slid from under Alex and switched their positions. “I mean, what if you didn’t come? Then I need to remedy it ASAP.” Her hands traveled to the top of Alex’s shorts.
“Okay. Should we go to the bedroom?” Alex’s heart rammed into her ribcage as Sam fiddled with the top button of her shorts.
“I don’t think I can make it to the bedroom. I kinda want you now.” Sam’s shaky fingers fumbled with the button. “Is this some sort of fucking trick button?”
“It is. It’s the kind that slides through the hole.” Alex’s calmness was a miracle. “Just slide the button through the hole, Sam.”
“I’m trying.”
“Thank God I don’t wear a belt.”
Sam gave up on the button because her hands were trembling, and because she’d gotten distracted by Alex’s sports bra. She licked her lips and desperately tried to pry it off.
“The bedroom is only thirty feet away.”
“That seems really far.” Sam cursed her fumbling fingers.
“The bed is so soft.” Alex closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of Sam’s hands wandering over her chest, willing her body to be patient.
Sam relented. “Okay. Let’s go, let’s go!” She shot to her feet, but not before finally thrusting the sports bra over her head victoriously. “Ha!” She stared at Alex’s naked breasts, mumbling, “Oh shit, that’s nice. Fuck…really nice.” Sam pulled Alex to her feet, and they hurried to the bedroom. “Lose the shorts. Lose the shorts!” Sam called over her shoulder, dropping Alex’s bra in the hallway.
Alex jogged after Sam on wobbly legs, undoing her shorts on the way. As they hit the bedroom, Alex’s shorts hit the floor, tangled in her feet, and down she went. “Shit.”
Sam turned. “What are you doing on the floor?”
“I obviously inherited your idiot-ness, if that’s possible.”
“Well get the fuck up. Now! And get into bed!”
Alex dug bossy Sam. And it was a hoot she liked to drop the f-bomb when turned on. She pounced onto the bed.
They rolled around until Sam positioned herself on top. “It’s been awhile. I hope I don’t forget what to do.”
“Trust me, you won’t have to do much.” Alex’s mind blew apart looking at Sam, naked, straddling her, those tantalizing breasts dangling like ripened fruit. No fantasy this time. It was real and happening now.
Sam’s tongue probed deep into Alex’s mouth, then she pulled away and went right to an ear, biting and licking it. She sucked the lobe, coaxing a groan from Alex. Sam’s lips next charted a course to Alex’s throat, nipping and biting at her pulse point. Stopping for a brief moment, Sam inhaled the scent of Alex’s cologne, and her eyelids fluttered. “Remind me to buy a case of this cologne so you never run out.” Her lips found their way down to Alex’s breasts, teasing the nipples with her tongue before sucking them into her mouth.
“I’m ready, baby. I mean, we can dispense with the foreplay this one time. I’ve been waiting for months, and I want you now. Please…” Alex begged between ragged breaths.
“But I just got here.” Sam voice was tinged with disappointment as she glanced up from Alex’s breasts.
Alex grinned, because Sam looked adorable and sexy, but she needed her lower. “I know, baby, and you can spend an hour there, in about a minute, cause that’s all it’s gonna take. Trust me.”
Sam slid down, hovering near Alex’s hip, near her special spot. “But what about here?” Her tongue stabbed and licked the hot spot.
Alex’s hips bucked. “Oh fuck. I’m about to lose it.”
The corner of Sam’s lips twitched, and she slid farther south.
Alex keened as Sam’s tongue lapped and stroked. She panted in time with the fingers that pumped inside. The muscles in Alex’s lower belly constricted and she came almost immediately. Her back arched off the bed and she grabbed Sam’s head, pulling it closer, creating even more friction. She let out the loudest moan she could ever remember while having sex. She figured it was a pent-up three-month moan.
When her hips stopped jerking, and the throbbing inside stopped, Alex collapsed back onto the bed, hands still tangled in Sam’s hair. Her eyes remained screwed shut as she basked in the feeling of being sated. A long time coming, but oh so worth the wait.
Sam pouted from between her legs. “I didn’t even do anything. I mean, I feel kinda bad.”
For a few moments, Alex reveled in the sensation of Sam’s soft tongue as she continued to gently lick. But then the urgency came back—to touch Sam, caress every inch of her body.
“You did plenty. Come here.” She rolled Sam onto her back and kissed her, and when Alex pulled her lips away, she stared down at the woman who’d managed to steal her heart. “You are so fucking hot.”
“I barely did anything, you were so quick.”
“That was just to take the edge off. We have all night.”
“Oh right. We have to hit every room.”
Alex pressed hot kisses along the column of Sam’s neck, already feeling the heat between Sam’s legs as her body responded, hips thrusting against Alex’s leg.
“Where to?”
“What?”
“What’s our next destination?”
Sam giggled. “I guess we could hit the spare bedroom.”
Alex stood, offering her back to Sam, whose eyes widened at the prospect of naked piggybacking. She hopped onboard, wrapping herself tightly around Alex’s torso, and off they went to christen room number two.
* * *
Hours later they found themselves in the kitchen, sitting on the floor. Alex leaned against the cabinets with Sam in her lap, legs wrapped around Alex’s waist, a blanket around their shoulders, eating cold pizza—naked as the day they were born.
“We didn’t do it in here yet,” Sam said.
“We’re gonna kill two birds with one stone.” Alex gazed into her favorite pair of blue eyes.
“I don’t know if I’d consider pizza a sexy food.” Sam held a piece to Alex’s lips, and she took a big bite.
Alex swallowed the pizza. “Agreed. Hard to eat pizza off a naked body.” A lecherous grin split her face. “Do you have any cool whip?”
“Cool whip?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t have any. Too fattening. I have to maintain my girlish figure.”
“Chocolate sauce?”
“Nope.”
“What do you have?”
“Lettuce.” Sam giggled.
“What?”
“I just pictured myself eating lettuce off your abs. How many rooms do we have left?”
“You tell me.” Alex finished the piece of pizza and found Sam’s breasts located conveniently close to her lips, begging for attention. She latched onto a nipple, sucking it fully into her mouth, flicking it with her tongue.
Sam’s eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Oh God, that tongue of yours.” She reached for a bottle of water and took a healthy swig. “You should hydrate, BG. I think we have at least five rooms to go, maybe six.”
Alex released Sam’s nipple with a soft pop and tilted her head back.
Sam moved the bottle to Alex’s lips, letting her take a sip. “You know you got it bad when the sight of your girlfriend taking a drink of water turns you on. Like majorly.”
Alex pulled her lips away from the bottle. “Like how majorly?” She shifted Sam in her lap, creating space between them. Her long fingers slipped easily inside Sam’s already slicked-up opening. “Hmm, that’s pretty major.”
Sam blew out a breathy and barely audible, “Oh.”
“Oh, is right.” Alex took Sam’s hand and pressed it between her own legs, guiding Sam’s fingers inside. They both gasped with pleasure.
“Oh boy. Is it kitchen time?” Sam asked.
“I think so.”
“I can’t believe how quickly you get me going.” Sam managed to take another drink of water before putting the bottle down. They stared into each other’s eyes. “Is this a contest?” she asked with a grin. “Because I will win.”
Alex gave a small shake of her head. “No, not a competition. More like teamwork.”
“Mmm, I like teamwork.” Sam’s mouth moved closer to Alex’s lips, not touching, just hovering. Their gazes didn’t waver.
“Stay here,” Alex whispered, wanting Sam’s lips close.
“Oh, Christ…” Sam quaked as Alex’s thumb moved independent of her fingers, circling Sam’s clit, then rubbing back and forth.
Both moaned and panted as they stumbled close to the edge of oblivion.
Alex buried her face against the top of Sam’s chest, listening to the drumming of her heartbeat and willing herself to slow down, wanting to wait so they could come together. When she felt the clenching around her fingers, Alex let herself go, her lips capturing Sam’s, and they kissed and groaned while their hips moved.
Soon the kiss stopped as other things took precedence, like riding out their mutual orgasms. When their bodies stopped quivering, they rested their foreheads together, eyes shut, arms wrapped tightly around each other, both breathing heavily.
“That was hot.” Sam rubbed her forehead back and forth against Alex’s. She brought Alex’s mouth to hers. “I love you, Alex Novato,” Sam whispered against kiss-bruised lips.
The kitchen was crossed off the list.
* * *
“What room is this?” Alex asked, lying face down on the blanket that had made the rounds with them.
“I live here, and I don’t even know.” Sam busied herself with exploring all areas of Alex’s back. “I think we hit a home run.”
“We grand fucking slammed that shit.” Alex’s eyelids fluttered and closed.
“Are you going to sleep?”
“You wore me out,” she mumbled.
“What? I wore you out? Holy shit, where’s my phone? Take a freaking memo. I out-sexed the sex queen.”
Alex giggled.
Sam lay herself along Alex’s back, from head to toe. “Didn’t expect that, did you?”
“Are you gloating?”
“Yeah, a little bit.”
“In my defense—”
“You’re awfully defensive lately.”
“In my defense, you did make me piggyback you around the house, and eight times up and down the steps. And—”
“You were supposed to increase your workouts.”
“And…I did run ten miles today.”
“Well, who told you to run ten miles?”
“I had no idea it was going to be now now time. Believe me, if I’d known, I would’ve sat on the couch all day with my feet elevated.”
Sam continued to kiss every inch of Alex’s back.
“Mmm.” Alex sighed with contentment. “Did we hit every room?”
“I have no idea.” Sam giggled. “I don’t think I’ll be able to look at my washing machine the same ever again. I mean, who would’ve thought to turn it on?”
“Brilliant, right?” Alex craned her head to peek back at Sam with half-closed eyes.
Sam slid to the side, so they could kiss. “Let’s go, sleepy head. I’m gonna put you to bed.” She stood and helped Alex to her feet.
Alex grabbed the blanket as Sam led them from the room. She slung it over them both and wrapped her arms around Sam from behind as they slowly walked down the hallway. “Where are we?”
“Not sure. I figure if we keep walking, we may recognize something.”
They shuffled along.
“Wait, wait! Things are getting more familiar,” Sam said. “Here we go. The bedroom! I’d say it’s where we started, but we started on the damn steps.”
“I’m sensing that’s not where you expected it would happen.”
They flopped down onto the mattress.
“No, I pictured a wonderful love-making session in the comfort of this bed.”
“Beds are overrated.”
“You overrate a lot of things.” Sam moved onto her back, pulling Alex on top of her. She tipped Alex’s chin up and kissed her softly.
Alex yawned. “What time is it?”
“It’s only three thirty. If you want to have sex all night, we still have a couple of hours until daylight. But it looks like you don’t have the stamina you thought you had.”
“In my defense, we started way ’fore the sun wen’ down.” Her eyelashes dusted her cheeks.
“I’m busting on you. I love you.”
“I love you too. Mmhmm. I might sleep for days.”
Sam hitched the blanket over their shoulders. “It’s okay, I’ll take care of you.”