Witness Protection: Moving Target

by Jet MacLeod

  Angie kissed her senseless. Their kisses were unhurried. They were mapping each other’s mouth with their tongues, learning new ways to please each other. There was no roughness in their touch. It was all lingering touches, soft moans and exploratory kisses. There was a reverence between them that neither of the understood, but neither wanted to overthink either. They were simply loving each other the only way they knew how, completely and without reservation.

  Del groaned. She needed more contact. Her body ached to feel hers against it. Her core was on fire and she was sure that her pants would be on fire soon if she didn’t get to touch Angie or have Angie touch her. She arched up again and held herself up over Angie’s body. Looking down into her eyes, she pulled her knees up so that straddled her knees.

  Her hands worked their way down from Angie’s shoulders and breasts to her hips, again. When her fingers touched denim, a lazy smile crossed her face. She buried her hands into the waist band and started a downward motion as she pulled them off of Angie’s lithe frame. The creamy goodness of her alabaster body was fully on display because Del had taken her underwear with it.

  Del thought she might die if she didn’t have the woman before her. Her heart was beating so hard she thought it would beat right out her chest. Her body was on fire and Angie was the only thing that she knew that would quench her desire.

  Angie suddenly sat up and held Del against her lap. She didn’t care that the brunette was taller than her. It put Del’s breasts right where she wanted them. She began to gently suckle them. She heard the tiny whimpers and moans escaping Del’s mouth. It only pushed her further.

  Del needed to regain some control or she was afraid that she might explode from Angie’s touch. She wanted so much more. She needed so much more.

  She slowly guided Angie back down on to the sleeping bag. There was no dominance really in the move. She wanted to feel her. When Angie’s back was down, she moved back to the side and let her hand wander from shoulder to thigh as she kissed Angie’s lush mouth. Her fingers touched every inch of skin she possibly could, but in the end, they found their mark.

  Angie moaned deeply as Del’s fingers slid through her folds. She arched into the touch as Del teased her. She cried out softly as she slowly entered two fingers into her liquid warmth. Her mouth gaped at the sensations that Del was giving her.

  She turned to look into Del’s eyes and her heart melted. The woman was so giving and she couldn’t see how beautiful it was. Angie felt her thumb move up to graze across her and she moaned at Del’s touch. She couldn’t believe that the brunette was so soft and gentle, but so passionate at the same time. She’d seen her hard and rough, but this was different. There was a new tenderness in her eyes. There was a calmness and lightness in her touch. It made Angie’s heart ache for more.

  Angie let a held back wanton moan escape her lips. As soon as it did, both of their eyes met and they smiled. Then there was flicker in Del’s eyes. If Angie had to name the thought that the look gave her, it would have been mischief. She could only do what Del asked her body to do in that moment. She moved where Del put her and she was amazed at the room that Del found in the tent to position her perfectly.

  Angie was propped up on some pillows and other materials slightly in the corner of the tent. Del made sure that she was on the sleeping bag and that she was warm enough in the dropping temperatures. As a thin blanket covered her torso that came from nowhere, Del managed to position herself between her open legs. She settled back onto her legs and drug her hands down Angie’s torso, leaving burning lines in her wake.

  She lay down and rested her chin on top of her mound. Their eyes met and Del slightly bent her head. It was a silent question and Angie nodded as she extended her tongue between her folds. Angie’s whole body curved upwards and into her mouth as Del continued to taste her at her fount. The keening sigh that Angie released only made her want more. The sighs and whimpers that Angie was making were making Del wild.

  She leaned up and lavished Angie’s nipples with her tongue. Her hands flew to the back of Del’s head and held her close as she suckled, nipped, and licked at her breasts. When she had thoroughly done with one, she moved to the other. Angie’s body bowed up off the makeshift pallet. She couldn’t get enough of Angie’s body, but she wasn’t in a hurry. She could feel what she was doing to Angie as her wetness painted itself against her abdomen.

  “Del…”

  “Yes, my love?”

  “I need you,” Angie told her between keening sobs.

  “You have me,” Del replied.

  “Del…”

  Del took pity on her and slowly made her way back down to her core. She made sure to blow on it, letting her breath tease her. She got situated and took a tentative lick through her folds. Angie moaned out louder. Her breath came in whimpering sighs as Del methodically ran her tongue up and down her slickened fold, from her entrance to her hidden bud. Wrapping one arm around her thigh, so she could hold her close, she rested her other arm on top of Angie’s other leg. Her palm was pressing down on the top of her mound, fingers spread wide and her thumb slowly teasing and rubbing Angie’s clit.

  Angie needed to hold something. Her hands tried to bury themselves in the sleeping bags and the covers that Del had provided, but she couldn’t get enough. She grabbed and grabbed, but still she wanted more. She needed to ground herself in something more solid. Finally one hand slid down her side until she felt Del’s arm underneath her fingers. She laced her hand in Del’s and groaned out as she started to lick harder.

  Del felt Angie thread her fingers into her hand. She held her tightly with that hand, while the other rubbed the soft skin around her thigh junction. She massaged her with her fingers while she stiffened her tongue and plunged it into her. Angie keened into the night. Del looked up over her torso until she met Angie’s brilliant cerulean gaze.

  She wanted to feel closer to Angie. She started to pump faster. She knew that they had all the time that they wanted, so she didn’t pump hard. She gave her just enough to keep Angie on the edge. When she could hear it in her voice that it wasn’t enough, she gave her more. She moved her mouth up and sucked hard on her clit while her fingers buried themselves inside her. She felt Angie’s body surround her tenderly and beg for more.

  They both needed more. Del could see it in her eyes. She abandoned her position and moved over Angie’s body. She kept her fingers buried inside as she rose over her, using her other hand to hold herself up, until she could position herself in a reclining position beside her. She knew that Angie would appreciate the subtle weight against her.

  Her hand began moving with a slow and pleasant rhythm. She used one leg to hold her open. She kissed her neck, shoulders and upper chest. She poured her love into her movements hoping that her tender ministrations were treasured. Angie answered her with a soft sigh.

  Holding herself up and looking down her body, Del marveled in the woman beside. She couldn’t get enough her taste, her sounds, her touch. She turned Angie’s head with her chin and kissed her fiercely. She was starting to lose control of her gentleness, but she held fast. This was not going to be a rough and hard tumble in the middle of the woods. No, she was going to give Angie everything she had and enjoy each and every whispered moan knowing that Angie would never forget their coupling tonight. Tonight, they weren’t fucking or having sex. They were making love and for the first time, Del wasn’t scared. She wanted it just as bad as Angie did.

  Wet sounds filled the tent. They were only drowned out by Angie’s heavy sighs and moans. That is in between kisses. Angie was enjoying the slow and gentle torture. It was so damn nice and she felt so loved…prized…cherished with each lick on her skin, each nibble on her earlobe, each flick on her nipple, each soul-piercing kiss, that she was registering the growing desire and want building ever higher and higher with plunge of Del’s fingers. The burning need to just let go and relish in the delightful pleasure wasn’t rushed, but it wasn’t quenched either.

  Angie
bowed up off the ground, arching into another kiss, as her body rang out in the epitome of ecstasy. Del held on to her as she tumbled through oblivion and she drank up each stuttering whimper that fell from the blonde’s mouth. She didn’t stop until Angie’s hand covered her own. Then she slowly, methodically, pulled out of Angie, feeling her clench and come again from her movements. She stared down into the azure-eyed woman and smiled.

  Her orgasm had been so earth-shattering and sneaky that her body just gave out. She couldn’t have stopped it, but she tried to hold on to her as long as she could, knowing that such an orgasm was rare and beautiful. She wanted to hold on to it and Del until her body wouldn’t allow it. So, she did.

  Angie gave her a goofy post-coital grin, but her eyes went wide as she watched Del enjoy her taste. She just watched with rapt attention as Del cleaned her fingers with her tongue. When she was done, Angie reached up and brought her head down. Kissing her hard, she could taste herself on Del’s lips and her libido spiked again. She wasn’t sure that her body could take another round, but it had other ideas.

  When she tried to roll Del over to touch her, she felt the slightly older woman resist. She met her eyes with the question in her own, but was only answered with another kiss. Del pulled her up close and cuddled her, soothing her body with her hands and warmth. She covered them and kissed Angie’s temple with such a reverence that Angie wanted to cry tears of joy and love.

  “Just rest, Angie. We have plenty of time. I am not going anywhere for a while. I’ll hold you. Just rest. I promise. I won’t run,” Del told her and kissed her sweetly on the lips.

  Angie smiled, deeply as she reclined her head onto Del’s shoulder. Her hand meandered across her torso until she gripped a bare breast. Part of her palm rested over Del’s heart and she could feel the racing beat. She didn’t tease her, but she’d never felt closer to the woman as she did right their cuddled up beside her, head in the crook of her shoulder, and hand caressing her breast. She fought off sleep, wanting to enjoy more with her, but the toll of the emotional day and the beautiful night were just too much for her.

  She fell asleep telling Del, “You’re mine in the morning.”

  But, she missed Del’s quick and heartfelt reply. “I already am yours, Angie. I already am.”

  Chapter 51

  Angie woke early in the morning. Her back was cold, but she wasn’t. She snuggled up closer to Del’s warm body as she willed herself to go back to sleep. The sun was just barely up and they were camping. She didn’t want to wake Del or get out of the sleeping bags.

  She couldn’t remember Del zipping them together, but she was grateful that she had. It had gotten cold and lonely for a minute in the middle of the night. Then, she was warm and happy. She knew that was when Del came back to bed and pulled her close to cuddle. There was the blanket that Del had wrapped them up in after their sexual escapade. All Angie could feel was loved at the moment. It seemed that everything that Del had done from the time they entered the tent until she just woke up was for Angie’s benefit.

  She looked down at the bronzed flesh and sighed softly. Del was beautiful. She couldn’t help herself. Her brain wasn’t going to let her go back to sleep, then she might as well enjoy herself. Her fingers itched to touch Del’s beautiful skin. Her fingers ghosted over her torso until she found herself looking down on Del’s breasts. Her hand wrapped itself around the one furthest from her.

  She felt the skin get warmer beneath her touch. She heard a small whimper escape Del’s lips, but she didn’t fully wake. Angie smiled to herself. She knew what she wanted to do in that moment. She didn’t know how long she would have until Del actually woke, but she didn’t care. She was content to touch her, tease her, and worship her body until she did.

  Her fingers lightly ran across the supple flesh of her bosom. She felt her nipple pebble underneath her palm as she rubbed over it again and again. She didn’t tweak it at that moment. She wanted to touch more. She let her hand wonder across her flesh. She traced each scar and every inch of flawless skin. She knew that if Del had been awake she would have stopped her.

  Lightly she kept touching her. She shifted more fully on her side, not pulling away from Del’s body. She still wanted that connection as she traced her hands over her skin. She looked down on her sleeping face and saw the peace that Del was so desperately seeking. She hoped that one day Del could find that with her.

  She leaned over and kissed her cheek. Del still didn’t stir. So, Angie decided to get bolder. She moved down to her neck and kissed her pulse point. Del moaned slightly and Angie bit down, but she still didn’t wake. Not deterred, she continued to bite and kiss her way to the where the chord of Del’s neck met her shoulder. Small whimpers escaped her mouth and Angie saw her eyes flutter, but there was no further movement. She moved down further. She continued to kiss her way down her shoulder towards her breasts.

  Her hand had been gliding over her skin, but as she neared the bosom closest to her mouth, her hand sought out the other one. Both her lips and her fingers closed in on Del’s nipples. She heard Del’s gasp, but didn’t move her head to look up at her. Instead, she flicked her blue eyes upwards in hopes that she might catch sight of Del’s deep brown eyes fluttering open. She wasn’t disappointed. She held Del’s eyes and bit down slightly on the nipple in her mouth when she felt Del’s hand bury itself in her hair, trying to hold her in place.

  “Mmm….Angie,” she murmured.

  Angie let go of the nipple with her mouth with an audible pop. She continued to tease the other nipple with her hand. As she continued to gaze into Del’s eyes, she maneuvered her body so that she was fully on top of her. Hip to hip and stomach to stomach, Angie held herself up on one arm as she continued to tease Del’s body with her other hand.

  “Angie….”

  She leaned forward and kissed Del quiet. It was time for talking. It was time to feel and that was all that Angie wanted her to do.

  She could feel Del wanting to deepen the kiss, but she wasn’t ready for that. She pulled back, but when Del thrust her tongue into her mouth, she bit down softly. Del moaned, but still Angie wasn’t going to give in. She was going to do this at her pace. It was her turn to do what she wanted to Del’s beautiful body.

  She leaned down and kissed her neck again. She moved her body to take her weight off of her arms so that she could tease Del more fully. She kissed down her neck to the junction of her throat and shoulder as both of her hands worked Del’s breasts and nipples.

  “Angie….” Del pleaded.

  “Not yet,” Angie whispered as her lips barely left her skin.

  She worked her way down and stopped just at the valley of Del’s breasts. She rested her chin there and looked up into Del’s eyes again. She noticed that Del had moved both pillows beneath her head so that she could look down at Angie as she moved towards her goal and Angie just smiled up at her.

  She couldn’t think of anything more erotic than Del being beneath her naked. That was until she saw the hungry look in Del’s dark mahogany eyes. Angie smiled deeper and resumed her kissing trek. She avoided her bosom and went for her belly button instead. Del popped up off the floor in arch as Angie tickled her with tongue.

  Instead of begging Angie to stop or pushing down on her head for her to kiss her lower, Del put both of her hands on Angie’s, which were still teasing her breasts, and held them there. She squeezed hard against her hands hoping that Angie would give her some relief and deepen her teasing. It didn’t work. Instead of deepening her kneading, Angie bit her belly playfully.

  “Angie…please…love…”

  “What did I tell you last night?” Angie asked between nips and kisses.

  “About…what…” Del panted as she tried to think as Angie was driving her more and more crazy with lust and want with each nip, kiss, swath of tongue and pinch from her fingers.

  “Think about, dear, and let me know,” Angie teased.

  Her hands left Del’s breasts and worked their way down her side
s. Feather light in some areas and roughly strong in others, Angie’s hands mapped out every inch of Del’s flesh that they could touch. She could feel her breath getting shallower and her own skin getting warmer. It wasn’t until she shifted her weight that she felt the burning arousal of Del on her own skin that Angie thought that her slow and delicious teasing torture might be harder for her than for Del.

  “Angie…” she tried again and again was met with another nip of teeth to skin.

  When she realized that words were not going to persuade Angie into giving her what she wanted, she tried her hands. Angie was ready for her though. She swatted them away and then held them away from her body. All that did was piss them both off because Angie was no longer touching her. Angie gave Del and scolding look, but she didn’t say anything as she tapped the insides of Del’s wrists. She wanted to make sure that the other woman understood what she was saying before she returned her hands back to her body.

  Del nodded slightly. She sucked in a breath as she felt Angie move back up her body. She got lost in the sensation of Angie’s hands on her ribs, ghosting over her flesh and making her entire body erupt in goosebumps. She moaned and she was rewarded with a lasting kiss on her mouth.

  When Angie pulled away from the kiss, she looked down in those deep brown eyes and lost herself. There was so much raw want and desire, but there was more. There was something deeper that Angie knew Del was trying to hide…well not hide, but guard against. She saw the complete depth of her love reflected in Del’s coffee colored orbs.

  She smiled sweetly. Then she seductive licked her lip. She watched Del’s eyes move at the quick coquettish movement and it made her smile deeper. She couldn’t get enough of the looks that Del gave her and because of that, she was going to make sure that Del knew it.

  Del leaned up and kissed her. She wanted to kiss the smirk off of her face. Angie let her kiss her for a few moments before she deepened the kiss. As she thrust her tongue into Del’s mouth, she used her hands to hold Del’s hands away from her. She wanted to make sure that things went how she wanted them. This was her turn and she was going to make Del let her do what she wanted this time without any distractions.