by Ruby Scott
The next day, Cara ended up finding Izzy alone in one of the hospital
hallways. Before anyone could interrupt the two of them, she grabbed her
by the wrist and tugged her into the nearest supply closet. When the door
shut behind them, Cara spoke. “I know, I know. A supply closet, clearly the
most romantic spot in the hospital.” That earned a giggle from Izzy.
“I mean, I usually think of the bathrooms in the ER as the most
romantic, if you’re asking,” Izzy replied resulting in Cara playfully rolling
her eyes before leaning in for a kiss. Izzy leant into the kiss, deepening it as
she pulled Cara in closer. She just couldn’t get enough of her. The sight of
her made her smile and her chest lighter.
She felt Cara’s hands run under her top and everything in her body lit up
in response. Running her own hands down Cara’s stomach and slipping
them under the waistband of her cargo pants, she knew exactly what she
wanted to do. Their lips touched gently, teasing each other, toying with the
lingering anticipation of a kiss. As Cara took a breath in, tightening her
stomach muscles Izzy took full advantage, pushing her hand down till she
could feel Cara’s wetness.
Grabbing her arm, Cara’s eyes widened. “Not here. We’ll get caught,
and I’ve only got five minutes and I need to be back out at the truck.”
“That’s do-able,” Izzy smirked as her fingers grazed Cara’s swelling
clit.
“No!” With widening eyes, she pulled Izzy’s hands out of her pants. “I
just wanted to see if you wanted to do something tonight?” She realized
then that she could have just as easily sent that in a text message… but she
wouldn’t be able to see Izzy if she did that. There was something about
seeing her that usually made the rest of her shift so much easier, especially
when she was as hot as she was right now.
Izzy pouted in mock frustration, “Yeah, I should be free. Do you want
to go out or just stay in?” Her eyebrows raised suggestively.
“Let’s order in. Although I have to warn you, I have a feeling I might
not have that much energy left if your call volumes are as busy as they have
been this morning.”
“Yeah, staying in’s good. I’ll give you a massage and relax your
muscles if that’s the case. Your place again?”
Cara nodded in response to the question. “I’ll pick you up after your
shift. Text me if anything changes, alright?”
“Alright,” Izzy agreed.
Cara leaned in and pecked her cheek before turning to open the closet
door. Before she left the closet though, her mind completely slipped. “I’ll
see you tonight. Love you.” The last two words left her lips before she
could even think about what she had said. Not wanting to face Izzy after
that, she fled from the closet, panic filling her every movement.
She left, and Izzy was in complete shock. Had Cara…. said those
words? She couldn’t mean them, could she? It had to be a slip. It couldn’t
have meant anything serious. That didn’t change how just two simple words
had made Izzy’s heart sore and made her feel amazing. It wasn’t as
awkward as she expected it to be… and that had to mean something.
They were both silent on the ride over to Cara’s apartment that night.
Neither woman really knew what to say. Cara was waiting for Izzy to bring
it up so she would have the opportunity to apologize for the slip of her
tongue. The more she thought about it, the less she believed it really was a
slip of the tongue though.
Cara hadn’t been aware of it until that moment, but she had fallen for
Izzy. Everything about her was something she found endearing. After
spending weeks together, it just happened. She had absolutely no idea how
Izzy felt. She hadn’t texted her after the slip up and hadn’t brought it up
when she got in the car. All Cara got was a quiet ‘hey’ and then silence.
When she parked the car in her apartment’s parking garage, she got out
and grabbed her bag of stuff, slinging it over her shoulder. She walked
around the car and opened the door for Izzy to get out. Their fingers didn’t
intertwine like they usually did. Instead, they started to walk up to her
apartment in silence.
That was when Cara realized she had really messed things up. Things
were so different between the two of them now. They had a good thing, and
her stupid brain had blown it all to hell. She felt like a fool. Still, they
walked side by side to the elevator, the silence between them unbreaking.
Cara opened her apartment door for Izzy and they both entered. She
dropped her bag by the door while Izzy disappeared to the bedroom to put
her stuff away. She had her own drawer at Cara’s place because it was
practical. As she was spending more time at her apartment than her own,
Cara felt it was only right that she got a drawer. That didn’t mean it was
anything serious, though. Right?
Izzy being out of the room made some awkwardness in Cara die down.
“Want me to order from that Chinese place down the street?” She called to
the other room. She heard the shower turning on before Izzy called back,
“Yeah. That’s fine!”
She dialed the number, ordered some food, before she sank down on her
couch. The more she thought about it, the more she realized how inevitable
this all was. Izzy had a drawer, Izzy made herself at home in Cara’s
apartment (which was what Cara had wanted), she had memorized Izzy’s
order at numerous local restaurants. Maybe this entire thing had started out
as lust, but it evolved. Surely Izzy had to see it.
NINE
After a few minutes, Izzy returned from the shower. She was in a pair of
athletic shorts and her high school football team’s t-shirt. Her dark waves
were still dripping, soaking the grey material of her t-shirt and making it
darker in places. She sat on the opposite side of the couch from Cara, her
hands in her lap. There was more silence between them until Izzy finally
broke it, “About earlier…” She started, but Cara cut her off.
“I know. It was stupid. I don’t know where my mind was at. It just kind
of slipped out and I’m so sorry. I don’t want to mess things up because we
have a good thing going between the two of us, you know? I like whatever
this is. I don’t want to pressure this into something more or…”
“Did you mean it?”
Cara swallowed when faced point-blank with that question. She looked
at Izzy, trying her hardest to make eye contact. “I… I didn’t, not mean it?”
Cara knew the best option would be to be straight up with her about it, but
that was hard. It felt damn near impossible if she was being honest. She
didn’t know if she was in love with Izzy, but there was something between
the two of them. Was she really the only one who felt it?
Izzy nodded when Cara spoke. She fiddled with her fingers, focusing
down on her lap. “I… I…” She swallowed. Cara was on the edge of seat,
waiting for whatever Izzy was going to say. Did she feel the same way? Did
she want to call things between them quits? Finally, in a small voice, Izzy
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said, “I feel the same way.”
Her response made Cara’s heart soar. “Do you?” It was stupid to
double question Izzy’s words. It would give her time to think it over, to
make sure she meant them. What if she didn’t? What if she was just saying
it to make Cara feel less stupid?
Izzy stopped focusing on her fingers then, her eyes turning upwards
to look at Cara. A small smile pulled its way over her lips. She nodded
slowly, “I do.”
Cara couldn’t stop the response she had. She smiled widely,
immediately reaching out and grabbing Izzy’s smaller frame. She pulled her
towards her, wrapping her arms around her. “Then… should we do
something about it? Like be exclusive?”
“If you want to,” Izzy smiled up at her, curling herself into Cara’s
side.
“Of course.”
Izzy’s response was more than Cara could have asked for. She
untucked herself from Cara’s side, pulling out of her grasp. She climbed
into Cara’s lap, her arms wrapping around her neck. “They’ll leave the food
at the door, right?” She asked, a mischievous glint in her blue-grey eyes.
“Because I think we need to celebrate.”
Cara moved her hands to her hips, pulling her that much closer to her.
“Let’s hope they do.” She said, getting a good grip on Izzy. She moved her,
laying her back on the couch. Cara crawled on top of her, leaning down to
press her lips to Izzy’s, “Because we’re going to be too busy to come to the
door.”
Izzy didn’t seem to have any objections as Cara got her hands under
Izzy’s shirt, finding her braless. She groped her breasts gently, her thumbs
moving to her nipples, teasing them until they hardened. The groan it
elicited from Izzy was just the beginning of the rewards she was counting
on getting tonight.
She moved away, getting Izzy to sit up so she could discard her t-
shirt. At this point, they knew each other well. Cara had a good idea of what
Izzy liked and what she disliked. She knew which buttons to push to get her
going. There was something different about it now, though. A few simple
words had changed everything between the two of them. Neither of them
was complaining.
Izzy’s shirt fell onto the living room floor as Cara lowered her back
down, leaning in for another kiss. The kiss wasn’t one that was as lustful as
they both expected, instead it was passionate. It spoke of feelings that were
only beginning to bubble to the surface between the two of them. Her hands
moved back to Izzy’s breasts, relishing the moment her thumbs brushed
over her nipples and Izzy moaned into her mouth.
One hand left her breast, creeping down towards Izzy’s bottoms. Cara
rubbed her through the thin cotton fabric. Izzy’s hips left the couch, moving
toward Cara’s hand. Cara loved making her like this, watching as she
unfurled beneath her. It was better than any sex she could remember.
Cara broke the kiss so she could sit back and get Izzy’s pajama pants
off, discarding them onto the living room floor. She moved her kisses down,
kissing a trail from Izzy’s throat down past her bellybutton until she reached
her short trimmed hair and swollen clit. Each kiss had her shuddering
beneath her, the anticipation building.
She wasn’t going to tease her tonight. Tonight was one of celebration,
not one where she was going to drive Izzy mad. She moved back a bit on
the couch her legs hanging over the arm. Using one hand, Cara spread
Izzy’s lips before leaning in and dragging her tongue up across her folds.
Izzy moaned – loud. A sound that was music to Cara’s ears. She
leaned in again, pushing her tongue deep inside, twisting in and out. It was
driving Izzy wild. Then with one swift movement, she made her way up to
her throbbing clit, sucking gently, allowing her teeth to graze over the top.
The sound Izzy made was something that would forever be on repeat in
Cara’ head. She continued repeating that same motion, producing the same
sound from Izzy each time.
Izzy was soaked. Cara ran her finger up and down before pushing
inside her, curling them so they hit just the right spot. She didn’t stop what
she was doing with her tongue, combining the two in a way that she knew
by now would drive Izzy insane. Cara liked how well she knew her body,
how she knew exactly what would push her over the edge.
Izzy’s hands had threaded through Cara’s hair, holding her in place to
continue what she was doing. Like Cara was ever going to stop. Izzy moved
her hips toward Cara’s face, clearly on the edge. She was desperate for
more, desperate to push herself over the edge using Cara’s tongue and
fingers. When her thighs tried to close together and her fingers tightened
their grip in Cara’ hair, Cara knew she was close. She amped everything up
until Izzy was crying out her name and didn’t stop until her efforts
produced uncontrollable shaking throughout her body. When she felt Izzy’s
grip loosen on her hair, she watched as she practically melted into the
cushions.
Cara crawled back up and kissing Izzy gently. She kissed her back,
clearly not wanting to move. They laid there for a minute, squished together
on the couch until Izzy sat up, “My turn.”
Cara reached out to grab her arms and pulled her back down. “You
don’t have to.”
“I know.” Izzy pushed her hands off of her. “But I want to.
Remember, you said that I could make it up to you next time? Well, it’s way
past next time.”
Cara didn’t fight her as Izzy took her former place at the end of the
couch. She reached up and hooked her hands under the waistband of Cara’s
pajama pants, tugging them down and letting them join hers on the living
room floor.
She lay back down, pulling Cara’s hips towards her face. “I want to
taste you.”
Understanding, Cara placed her a knee on either side of Izzy’s body
allowing her to scoot down so her face was level with her desire. She
swallowed hard as Izzy hooked her arms around the back of her thighs,
pulling her down to her face. As she felt the warm breath and a shot of
electric pulsed through her body. She allowed herself to be lowered and
gasped as he felt Izzy’s tongue and lips begin to explore and tease.
Being tongue fucked was one of her favorite things in the world and she
couldn’t help herself grinding down into the pleasure. Each moan she let
out seemed to spur Izzy on deeper, harder and more insistent. As her
orgasm grew, she felt Izzy’s arms tighten around her thighs, pinning her in
position so no matter how she might squirm she wasn’t escaping from the
intensity. With a rush and a shudder, her orgasm took her, coming harder
than she had ever done with anyone. The release was incredible and as she
fell forward onto her hands with Izzy under her, she couldn’t stop the
tremors that were rippling through her body.
As she looked down between her arms towards Izzy she was met with
the biggest grin. The woman she loved so much was beaming with
achievem
ent.
“Was that okay?” Izzy asked.
Cara closed her eyes and let out a loud sigh as she smiled. Easing
herself off the couch, she knelt at the side of Izzy and kissed her deeply. “It
was more than okay. It was amazing. You are amazing. Thank you.”
“Thanking me sounds weird. I’m your girlfriend.” Those three words
made Izzy feel warm inside. She liked how they sounded together, how they
made her feel. She was Cara’s girlfriend now.
Judging from the grin on Cara’ face, she liked it too.
TEN
“I told you it was going to happen.” Terri said on the next shift with Cara.
She sat in the driver’s seat of the ambulance, looking as smug as ever.
“Once the whole sleeping together thing became a constant, I knew it was
only a matter of time before you got together.”
Cara was fairly sure her cheeks were flushed, an abnormality for her.
She wasn’t easily embarrassed, but here they were. She looked over at Terri
and sheepishly shrugged a shoulder. “Yeah, yeah. It’s not what I planned…
but it happened.”
If she was asked, Cara wouldn’t be able to answer exactly when she
fell for Izzy. Over the period of time they had spent together, it just
gradually happened. If they would have called the whole thing off after the
first night, she never would have ended up here.
She didn’t regret it. Maybe she was in a new relationship a lot quicker
than she originally planned, especially after her breakup with Ali…but she
was happy. There was something about being dedicated to another person
that made Cara feel content on the inside.
“Which is a good thing. She seems like a sweet girl.” Terri told her
with a smile. “I like her for you. There doesn’t seem to be any crazy there.”
“The only problem going forward is she isn’t out to her parents.”
Cara admitted to Terri. “But I mean, we’re together…so I’m sure she’ll tell
them soon enough. She probably wants to see if this thing is actually going
to work. I don’t blame her.”
When Cara came out to her own family, they weren’t immediately
accepting. They didn’t disown her or tell her she was going to hell, which
she was thankful for. But they did tell her it was going to take them some
time to accept it. They were open and honest, which Cara appreciated more
