Jackie smiled into her own glass nearly choking on her wine when she watched as Jill sucked down the entire glass. “Here, let me refill this for you.”
Jackie took the glass, turned and made her way back to the open bottle to pour them both another helping. She took Jill’s nervousness as a good sign, at least there was some eye contact and for the first time in several weeks she could still feel the connection between them and was ready to fight for this love. When she turned away from the table with glasses in hand, she was startled not expecting Jill to be behind her and she nearly dropped the wine. “Oh shit.” She regarded Jill from under her eyelashes, “Almost dropped these.” But when she went to hand the glass to her girlfriend, Jill had another idea slamming her mouth onto Jackie’s as her hands sought the blonde locks causing the wine to spill all over them and the floor.
Jackie reached behind her placing one of the wine glasses back on the table top, but not completely causing the glass to fall onto the carpet splashing wine all over the backs of her legs. But at the moment she didn’t care let alone feel the purple liquid splash onto her bare legs since she was in a dress. Dresses were certainly not her forte, however, she wanted to pull out all the stops and the little black dress Jill had bought her before the dog died she hoped would be perfect. And by the look on Jill’s face when she walked into the room and saw her proved she had made the correct choice. She was completely mesmerized by the lips of the woman she adored. While pulling her close, Jackie’s hands sought her girlfriend ass. She loved when Jill wore her grungy old pair of jeans. There were not many times she would be out in public in them, so when she saw her come into the room in those holey faded blue jeans, her knees nearly gave out.
Jackie had wondered what tonight’s events would bring if Jill did, in fact, show up, she wasn’t sure she would. Joni was insistent that Jackie create the romantic gesture on this mid-week evening when they both had to work the following day. She was sure Jill wouldn’t be home since it had been weeks of her not getting in until after 10:00 p.m. However, Joni was psychic, so who was she to argue. She also wondered if there was going to be an interaction and possibly sex would it be as awkward as it was the past few times they were together. It seemed the fire between them was dying. But now she felt it, the fire…the passion. She wasn’t sure what changed in Jill and she didn’t care at that moment, she just wanted her girl back.
Jackie felt herself being gently nudged backward until she was pinned between Jill’s body and the wall. She opened her eyes when Jill’s mouth left hers and found the gaze which would always make her legs wobble a bit. She swallowed the dryness in her throat as the nervous excitement began to envelop her…almost like it was her first time. The desire in Jill’s eyes coupled with that sly grin tore at her heart and instantly created a throbbing need just inside her silk and lace thong.
Jill could see the almost desperation and hunger in Jackie’s blue eyes, she could almost hear the unspoken words, ‘I love you.’ She hadn’t lost her, this woman she fell in love with practically from the moment their eyes met was still hers and the realization was bittersweet. She was so angry at herself for wasting so much time, allowing this beautiful woman who was nearly liquid in her arms feel overlooked and ignored. But that ended now…now it was time to get back what she fought so hard to have; now she would rekindle their love and reconnect their souls. As she pursed up her lips in that seductive way she always did, Jill pushed up the hem of Jackie’s dress and while grabbing the waistband of her thong, she slid them down her legs while she lowered herself in the process.
Jackie stood captive with her back pressed against the wall and her panties wrapped around her ankles, she looked down at the woman who was now gripping her hips and kissing her lower belly. Every word that floated through her brain was pushed away; what could she possibly say at this moment anyway. With her breath coming in fast puffs and her heart hammering in her chest…nothing seemed necessary to say at that moment, until Jill pressed her tongue between Jackie’s legs, touching her clit ever so gently she nearly lost the ability to stand. She kept herself upright, but when she tried to place the other glass of wine on the table next to her, she missed causing it to also fall to the floor. While her hands sought Jill’s head tangling themselves in her chestnut colored locks, she threw her head back, knocking it on the wall a little harder than she wanted to when Jill’s tongue slid deeper between Jackie’s legs. But she didn’t care how big the lump would be, she just didn’t want Jill to stop. “Oh God.” She whispered as her eyes rolled back in her head. With the hard, deft strokes Jill was applying with her tongue, she began to feel the burn, oh so sweet burn right before an intense orgasm, then suddenly her eyes clamped shut as she pressed her pelvic area into Jill’s face just before a white light flashed behind her eyelids and the deepest, loudest cry she ever heard fell from her own throat.
Jackie released her grip on Jill’s hair and collapsed against the wall as she tried to slow the heavy panting, she looked down at Jill now sitting back on her feet looking up with tears in her eyes.
“Please tell me it’s not too late.” Jill’s voice sounded weak and desperate.
Seeing the pained look in those beautiful, soulful eyes nearly broke Jackie’s heart and she dropped to her knees. As she knelt silently staring into the tear soaked face of her lover, she smiled sweetly while slightly shaking her head and whispered, “Oh Baby.” She pulled Jill into her arms. “It’s not too late. It could never be too late. I love you so much,” Jackie’s voice cracked as her own tears began to spill onto her cheeks. “I was so afraid you stopped loving me.”
Jill pulled out of the embrace and sat back on her feet, “Why would you think that?”
Jackie’s chin began to quiver as she pinched her eyes shut trying to keep the emotions at bay, she didn’t want to turn into a sobbing mess. “I um…been there. I’ve seen the signs before and it’s seemed all too familiar.”
Jill felt like a complete douche-bag. She wanted to smack her head against the wall for being so stupid and so blind. She couldn’t understand why she would push away the one person…the only person she loved more than life itself. It was almost as if she was punishing herself, convincing herself she didn’t deserve Jackie or her love…she was okay with sabotaging her life. But now…now that she’s had the wake-up call; she was furious with herself for putting Jackie through that knowing what Suzanne did to her…. “Ugh!” She screamed inside her own brain. “I’m so sorry, Jack. I didn’t mean to push you away. Please know how so very sorry I am. But I never stopped loving you…not for one minute.” She paused to push herself up to her knees as she pushed the tears from Jackie’s face.
She hesitated for a moment while looking deep into the blue eyes, glassy with tears; and she felt it again. That same feeling every time she caught a glimpse of those blue eyes; the twisting of the innards, flutters in her chest, her breath leaving in a gasp…the ache and the yearning to touch the woman of her dreams. Jill knew this was love, this was that soul mate shit, this was that kind of love people sing and write books about…this is true love.
With that realization, a wide smile spread across her face, “Now I see it.”
Jackie’s brow knitted up in confusion, “See what.”
“You…I see you.”
Jackie wiped the rest of the moisture from her face, “I see you too.”
“No Darling…” Jill said as she placed the palm of her hand on Jackie’s chest, “I see you. You are the one. The one I’ve waited for my whole life.”
Jill recalled the session she had with Madam Drina over a year ago and the conversation about soul mates, twin flames and true love. She thought the gypsy was just blowing smoke, people were not “made” for each other…or so she believed until now. “I’ve never been in love before and now I know why.”
Jackie smiled at the most beautiful face she’d ever seen and giggled.
Now it was Jill’s turn to wear the look of confusion, “Was there something funny in what I
said?”
“No, no…of course not. It’s just that…um. Jackie gestured to Jill’s blouse, “You are covered in wine and I’m sitting in it.”
Jill looked down at her shirt then over to Jackie sitting in a puddle of purple liquid that had covered her white carpet to resemble a crime scene. A sly grin spread across her face. “You are a sticky mess.” She stated as she stood up with an outstretched hand, “Let’s go get you cleaned up.”
Jackie was pulled to her feet and practically dragged across the floor heading for the back of the apartment and what she could only guess was the shower. Fortunately, she was able to kick off the panties before she face-planted to the floor, but she did giggle when she looked down at her purple streaked bare legs. As her arm nearly left its socket when they rounded the corner into their bedroom, she stopped abruptly causing Jill to turn her head with a questioning gaze.
“Go ahead and get the shower ready. I’ll be there in a minute, I want to bring along a friend,” Jackie said with a cocky smile.
Jill gulped thinking back to the last ‘friend’ Jackie introduced to her. “Um…okay.”
Minutes later in the midst of the hot water and steam, Jackie presented the friend she had close by and clicked it once. Pressing Jill against the shower wall, she pushed her foot to the side to provide a little space between her girlfriend’s legs.
“What is that?” Jill asked after hearing the quiet hum of the device.
“Oh this…it is called a mini vibe,” Jackie pressed her lips to Jill’s as she pressed the vibe against her clit causing a loud gasp.
Jill’s eyes flew open wide, “Oh shit…what the fuck was that?”
“Oh Baby, just relax and enjoy it,” Jackie said as she clicked it to high and pressed it on Jill’s clit again. A large grin spread across her face as she watched Jill’s eyes roll back into her head.
The mini vibe was a powerful little vibrator that was no more than three inches long. It had twenty settings, ‘everything from slow, mixed thumps and bongs, to intense vibration. This bullet is everything but a rabbit, this will provide for clitoral stimulation beyond your wildest dreams.’ This was the description that Jackie read when she purchased it a month ago in hopes to put a spark back in their love life or at least help her through some sexual frustration. But this little purple bullet was just pulled from its box and she hoped it came with a charge like the salesperson claimed it did.
As she watched the intense contortion of Jill’s facial expressions she wondered what it felt like to have such a powerful tool vibrating the main sexual sensory like it was doing right now.
Jill didn’t want to move for fear that she would disrupt what seemed like bolts of electricity tingling her clit amazingly. But her legs were trembling and she could barely catch a breath, and as she began to feel the burn…the oh so sweet burn, she wasn’t sure she could handle the orgasm that was about to tear through her like a freight train. Jill was paralyzed by the intensity building between her legs and at that moment in her brain the need for the release became overwhelming…wanting to feel this unbridled passion and at the same time not wanting it to end. Then without warning she felt the first ripple, “Oh fuck!” she screamed out as the white abyss began to swallow her. Her chest constricted, her breath stopped and the top of her head felt as if it would dislodge at any moment. As the primal screams left her throat, the orgasm that ripped through Jill was nothing she had ever felt before, nothing could have prepared her for what she was feeling and if asked she probably could only describe it as being ravished by Elysium. While she crested the peak over and over, bellowing out words which had no meaning a deluge of burning hot liquid pulsed from her and with it took the final scream as she fell limp into her lover’s arms.
For a moment Jill didn’t move, just hung from Jackie’s arms. Her breath ragged, her chest heaved almost at a painful level and her eyes burned as she tried to open them…trying to understand what just happened. When she regained her footing she stepped back on wobbly legs and pressed herself against the tile of the shower wall, she regarded the woman standing beneath the stream of the water with a sly grin plastered on her face.
Still trying to catch her breath, Jill smiled as she shook her head slightly, “Oh my God. What the hell was that?”
“You seemed to enjoy it, although at one point I thought you might have a stroke with the way the veins bulged from her neck.”
“It was indescribable. I’ve never felt anything so fierce, intense and powerful…and what is that burning hot liquid?”
“That my dear was a female version of ejaculation…commonly known as squirting.” Jackie held up the small device, “It’s tiny, but packs a wallop.”
“And are you familiar with this little bullet?” Jill said as she pulled it from her lover’s hand.
“No.”
“No? Never touched yourself with it or had someone touch you with it?”
“No…absolutely never, it’s brand new. Just pulled it from the box,” Jackie said as she pulled Jill under the spray of hot water.
“Well then…,” A wicked grin formed on Jill’s face as she spun Jackie around, pushed her against the wall and clicked the device until she felt the force of its highest setting. “It’s only fair.” Then Jill captured Jackie lips with her own as she pressed the vibrating bullet between her legs.
Jackie immediately broke the kiss when she felt the intense vibrations, “Oh dear God.”
Chapter 33
“These schedules are killing us.” Jill’s eyes were downcast as she fidgeted with her napkin. “I can’t take much more of it, I have to do something. It seems we have an amazing night here and there, but then I wind up missing you; your face, your voice. I just want to come home at a normal hour, sit on the sofa with you and watch TV. You know, do the normal couple things. I’m so sick of coming home after midnight most nights and eating half warm food out of a microwave container.”
Jackie set her fork down and regarded the distraught woman across from her. She agreed, their time together was very limited and tonight was a rare night where they actually got to have dinner together. “What are you suggesting?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well Love, I can stop practicing law and just teach it. I know my schedule is rough having to pull double duty and all, but…” During the weeks after their dog died when Jill seemed to have thrown herself into her job, Jackie decided to throw her hat into the ‘teaching’ ring and began teaching ‘Introduction to Law’ at NYU as well as practice it. She couldn’t bear being in the apartment for hours upon hours alone.
“Jack, it’s not your schedule that keeps us apart…it’s mine. I love my job and I love the fact I’m making a difference in the lives of so many abused and abandoned animals. I’m burned out. I’ll be forty-seven in three days and…”
“Holy shit, your birthday is coming up,” Jackie feigned shock as she threw herself back in her chair slamming a hand to her chest.
Jill’s serious expression was replaced with a smile when she looked over at Jackie’s animated reaction. “Smart ass,” she said as she tossed a dinner roll at her.
While Jill continued to talk about the shelter and her love for the animals there, Jackie drifted off to the birthday plans she had for the woman who had stolen her heart. She had called Casey weeks ago to help her with the plan. It wasn’t going to be easy, especially since Jill had to work on her birthday despite Jackie’s constant attempts to get her to schedule the day off.
Jill could see the faraway look in her girlfriend’s eyes, “Am I boring you?”
“What…oh, no. Um, I was just thinking about how passionate and dedicated you are to the shelter,” Jackie looked into the ‘not buying it’ look on Jill’s face. She had to deflect somehow, not blow the surprise. “Seriously, I mean it. You are an inspiration. Not too many people would do what you do…you know taking care of each animal like it was your own.”
Jill shrugged her shoulders, “If not me then who else?” Her eyes b
egan to tear up when she thought about Molly and how a part-time volunteer job turned into a calling. Seeing that sad furry face every night was the reason to put the programs in place that she did. These forgotten animals had a purpose and she was determined that every one of them would fulfill it…not just rot away in a cage. She pushed the tears from her eyes and smiled at the concerned look on Jackie’s face.
“Thinking about Molly?”
“Yeah…I miss her.”
“Me too,” Jackie could see that Jill’s head was now filled with all things kennel by the far off look in her eyes. “Hey, I know you have to work on your birthday, but do you think that maybe I could at least come down and see you on your dinner break?”
Jill stabbed her fork into her salad plate, “I think that can be arranged,” she said before stuffing her mouth full of lettuce.
Jackie had enlisted Casey, her girlfriend Nicole, Joni and Jason to reach out to their connections and pass the information along. The event they had planned was going to be the biggest adoption event at the kennel ever. Over thirty confirmed to attend. Jackie had Jill’s manager Theresa take everyone’s adoption application personally. She vetted each applicant and set up time for the meet and greet. Jill was completely in the dark that in just a few hours her kennel would be more than thirty animals lighter. Many families were coming in for a cat or a kitten, some were adopting a rabbit, but most were interested in the dogs. Several dogs were surrendered pregnant, so there were many puppies up for adoption. Theresa vetted these people harsher because of the return rate of puppies when they grow into an adult dog. This was certainly going to be an extravaganza of animal adoption. Even the media was going to cover the event and Jackie thought it would provide great exposure for the shelter, donors and future adoptive parents. Everything was in place…at 6:00 p.m. Jill would be returning from a meeting with a possible benefactor to meet her girlfriend for dinner, but knowing Jill the time would be more like 6:30 p.m.
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