Symphony in Blue
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“God, yes,” Dana breathed as she took Gwen back into her arms, laughter bubbling in her throat as she claimed Gwen’s lips in an adoring kiss.
A heady, intoxicating warmth spread through Gwen’s body as she turned them so she was guiding Dana backwards down the hall toward her bedroom in slow, shuffling steps. She slipped her hands beneath Dana’s untucked shirt to drag her nails over the defined lines of her stomach, and she smiled at the way Dana whimpered breathily in response, hips rolling into her as she pleaded for more.
Four hands made quick work of the buttons on Dana’s shirt, and Gwen flicked her tongue over Dana’s lips as she pushed the shirt off her shoulders until gravity took over and carried it to the floor. She caressed Dana’s back as she sought the clasp of her bra, and smiled into the kiss when a flicker of a memory flashed through her thoughts when she didn’t find one and she wasted no time letting her hands skate over Dana’s ribs, under the curve of her breasts to seek the elusive clasp nestled over her heart. She gave it a little tug before pinching it open, and groaned as strong hands dipped beneath her shirt, blunt nails scraping lightly over her sides as it was lifted higher and higher.
“Beautiful,” Dana whispered, smiling as she guided the shirt up over Gwen’s head.
“Yes, you are,” Gwen agreed as she tossed the shirt aside, her hands cupping Dana’s breasts as she dragged her thumbs over straining nipples, drawing a throaty groan from Dana’s lips as she pushed her back against the edge of the bed.
Gwen captured Dana’s lips in a deep, probing kiss as caressed her breasts with light scratching circuits that left goosebumps in their wake and slow, firm pinches that made Dana gasp and cry out. She ducked her head to take a straining nipple into her mouth as her hands dropped to Dana’s waist, loosening her belt and unbuttoning her slacks, and she swept back up to claim Dana’s lips in another kiss as she pulled the zipper down slowly. “Let me?” she whispered against parted lips as her fingers dipped between the open flaps of Dana’s fly, gliding over her lower stomach as she gave the pants a little tug.
“God…” Dana breathed out shakily, her chin dipping in a quick nod before she pressed a hard kiss to Gwen’s lips.
Gwen smiled into the kiss and licked her lips as she pulled away to kiss her way down Dana’s throat. She paused to tease the hollow where her collarbones met with the tip of her tongue before moving onward, and her breath hitched in her throat at the feeling of Dana’s fingers tangling in her hair as she reached her chest. After waiting so long to have this moment again, she took her time peppering Dana’s breasts with kisses and nips, and spent precious minutes working each of her nipples to hard, tight points before she finally acquiesced to Dana’s breathy pleas and moved onward. She covered the plane of Dana's stomach with wet, openmouthed kisses, running her tongue along the lines of her muscles, delighting in the way they twitched beneath her lips. She sank to her knees as she pressed a lingering kiss to the soft fabric exposed by Dana’s open fly, breathing in the scent of her arousal as she slipped the shoe from Dana’s right foot and took the sock with it. She looked up into Dana’s eyes as she ran the flats of her hands up along the backs of her legs, and smiled at the way Dana’s mouth fell open when she palmed her ass and gave it a firm squeeze.
“Okay?” she asked as she slipped her fingers under the waistband of Dana’s pants and underwear, needing to make sure that she was really okay with her doing this.
Dana licked her lips and nodded as she combed her fingers through Gwen’s hair, her eyes shining with so much affection that it took Gwen’s breath away. “Please, Gwen.”
Like she could ever say no to that.
Gwen swallowed thickly as she gave Dana’s clothes a gentle tug and began pulling them down over her hips, her eyes falling from Dana’s face to the soft skin revealed to her as her knuckles traced the curve of Dana’s ass. She paused for a moment to kiss the tattoo she had noticed their first time together, and made a mental note to ask about it later as the sweet scent of Dana’s arousal drew her lips lower, to soft folds that she longed to taste. The sound of Dana’s low, rumbling moan when she flicked her tongue between her legs was music to her ears, sweeter and more soulful than any symphony she had ever heard, and she could not help but echo the sound as Dana’s hips rocked toward her, seeking more of her touch.
“My god, Dana,” she whispered as she angled her chin further between her legs, her tongue swirling around swollen nerves, teasing the bud for a few heartbeats before she pulled way. She pressed a lingering kiss to Dana’s inner thigh as she guided her pants and underwear over her right foot, and sighed as she sat back on her heels and looked up into Dana’s lust-blown eyes. “Tell me how?” she asked as she placed her hands around the socket of Dana’s prosthetic just below her knee.
“Oh. I can…” Dana started, but her voice trailed off into a smile when she saw Gwen shake her head no. She bit her lip, uncertainty flashing briefly over her face before she nodded and shifted her weight to her right leg. “Just kinda wiggle and tug.”
“Thank you,” Gwen murmured, smiling her thanks before she shifted her focus to what she needed to do. The trust Dana was showing her was almost overwhelming, and she bit her lip as she focused on her task. It was a little surprising how easily she was able to remove the prosthetic, and once it and the gel liner Dana wore under it were set carefully on the floor beside the bed, Gwen pressed her lips to the affected limb in a tender kiss.
“Oh, Gwen,” Dana whispered, her voice choked with emotion as Gwen began kissing her way up the inner thigh of her left leg.
Gwen hummed and smiled against Dana’s leg as she moved higher, trying her best to kiss every inch of skin along the way but was forced to abandon the task by a gentle yet insistent hand cupping the side of her jaw and coaxing her to her feet. “Yes?” she hummed, smiling as the question was swallowed by Dana’s lips crashing against her own in a searing kiss.
“Need you,” Dana whimpered between kisses, her right hand wrapping itself around Gwen’s neck to hold her close as her left dropped to Gwen’s waist and gave the waistband of her sleep pants a desperate push.
“Lemme help,” Gwen murmured as she deftly shucked the rest of her clothes and kicked them aside. She ran her hands over Dana’s sides as she edged closer, a soft sigh slipping from her lips at the feeling of so much warm, soft skin pressed against her own. “Better?” she asked playfully as she covered Dana’s breasts with her hands and gave them a little squeeze.
“God, yes,” Dana husked, her hands dropping to Gwen’s ass and pulling her closer.
“Bed.” Gwen pressed a hard kiss to Dana’s lips, her hands dropping to Dana’s hips to guide her back where she wanted her. She drank in the sight of Dana flushed and wanting atop her sheets as she climbed onto the bed after her, and was unable to contain her smile as she ducked her head to flick her tongue over Dana’s belly button before swooping up to capture her lips in a fiery kiss. “Oh,” she hummed, smiling against Dana’s lips as strong hands wrapped around her ass and pulled her down onto a firm thigh.
“Please.” Dana pulled against her again, her hips rolling off the bed as she searched for contact.
Gwen moaned as she dropped her hip to press her upper thigh between Dana’s legs, a rush of desire crashing through her as slick arousal coated her skin. She lowered herself to her forearms as she claimed Dana’s lips in a fiery kiss as they fell into each other, their bodies finding a rhythm that was perfect and uniquely theirs. Warmth bloomed in Gwen’s chest as they came together again and again, hips rocking slowly, deliberately together, that heat spreading through her veins until it threatened to consume her whole. She drew a shaky breath as she pulled back to look at Dana, wanting nothing more than to look into her eyes as she came.
An adoring smile tugged at her lips as she balanced her weight on her left side so she could smooth Dana’s hair from her forehead with her right. She smiled wider as Dana’s eyes blinked open to look at her, and found herself utterly blown away by the unbridl
ed affection she saw staring back at her. “You are so beautiful,” she whispered.
“You are,” Dana murmured. She licked her lips as their hips came together again, and groaned as her fingers dug into Gwen’s ass.
“That’s it,” Gwen encouraged gently, brushing a kiss over Dana’s lips before touching their foreheads together. She rubbed the tip of her nose along the side of Dana’s as ragged breaths crashed against her lips, and swallowed thickly as she willed the delicious heat licking its way up and down her body to wait, to hold off until she could tumble into oblivion with Dana. She kissed her again, purposefully letting her breath fall in hot, heavy waves across Dana’s parted lips as she pulled away. “Please…”
“With you,” Dana grunted, the desperate, longing crack in her voice driving Gwen that much closer to the edge.
“Yes.” Gwen moaned as she kissed her again, lifting her chest a little bit higher so their nipples dragged against each other as she ground herself against Dana. She bit her lip as Dana’s fingers dug into her ass, pulling her impossibly closer, and they fell two heartbeats later, watching in awestruck wonder as pure ecstasy exploded in each other’s eyes.
Gwen collapsed onto Dana as the final tremors of release left her lightheaded and weak, and she smiled as Dana rolled them over so she was staring up into the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen that were positively glowing with adoration and happiness.
Dana blinked and smiled as she ran a tender finger over Gwen’s lips and murmured, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Gwen whispered as she lifted her head and captured Dana’s lips in a slow, sweet kiss. “So much,” she added as she let her head fall back to the mattress.
“Good.”
Gwen hummed happily as Dana’s lips landed lightly on her own, and she sighed when the kiss eventually broke and Dana laid down along her side, one arm draped over her waist as soft lips pressed a gentle kiss to the curve where her neck and shoulder. “Very good,” she agreed softly, turning her head to brush a kiss over Dana’s forehead.
“Very, very good,” Dana echoed through a yawn. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Gwen said, shaking her head as she guided Dana down until her head was pillowed on her chest. “It’s late.” She pulled the covers she’d thrown aside earlier over them and sighed as she let herself enjoy the feeling of holding Dana close.
Dana pressed a lingering kiss to the slope of Gwen’s breast and sighed happily as she snuggled closer. “I love you, Gwen Harrison.”
“I love you, too, Dana Ryan,” Gwen murmured as her eyes fluttered shut.
FORTY-TWO
Dawn had yet to begin to break when Gwen was pulled from sleep Monday morning by the gentle press of soft lips against the back of her neck. She squeezed her eyes shut and rubbed her cheek against her pillow as she tried to ignore Dana’s attempt to wake her, but even though she was well and truly exhausted, she knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. Even after having spent far more time in bed the day before than she had ever thought possible, her body still responded eagerly to the siren’s call of pleasure that Dana’s touch promised, and she half-moaned, half-groaned as another kiss that was somehow even softer than the first was pressed to her spine.
“Good morning,” Dana murmured, laughter creeping into her voice as she wrapped a gentle hand around Gwen’s hip and slid her lips millimeters lower to lavish another lingering kiss on Gwen’s upper back.
“It’s not morning until the sun’s up,” Gwen protested weakly. The light brush of Dana’s tongue over her skin in advance of another kiss sent a slow rolling shiver of arousal tumbling through her, and she sighed as she relaxed into the bed, contentedly resigned to her fate. If she had to be awake at such an ungodly time of day, she could think of no better way to spend the time than like this, enjoying the glorious feeling of Dana’s hands and mouth on her body.
“Tell that to my alarm that went off ten minutes ago,” Dana murmured, rubbing her thumb over Gwen’s side as she slid her lips lower, tracing the outline of a protruding vertebrae with her tongue before pressing a reverent kiss to the bump and moving on to the next.
“I hate your alarm,” Gwen grumbled, smiling at the feeling of Dana’s answering bubble of laughter against her skin.
“But do you like this?” Dana asked playfully, lightly caressing Gwen’s sides as she continued to work her way down Gwen’s body, lovingly attending to every inch she traveled.
“It’s okay, I guess,” Gwen murmured, trying her best feign indifference. She laughed when Dana’s fingers dug into her side, tickling the truth from her as she squirmed beneath Dana. It was a dirty trick since Dana knew how ticklish she was, but it nevertheless had her relenting in record time, “I like it! I like it!”
“Was that so hard?” Dana pressed another smiling kiss to Gwen’s back as she slid down the bed. When Gwen only hummed and relaxed back into the bed in response, she fluttered her fingers in playful warning over her side.
“No.” Gwen sighed at the feeling of Dana’s breasts lightly rubbing against her ass. “You are so good at that.”
“I’m glad you think so,” Dana murmured, stroking her hands along Gwen’s side as she continued her leisurely trek down her body, sliding one knee and then another between Gwen’s legs to gently guide them open wider.
Gwen’s hips rolled off the bed at feeling of Dana’s tongue fluttering against the small of her back, and she groaned as the hands on her hips tightened, holding her in place as Dana placed a wet, heavy kiss to the spot before moving lower. She sighed and rolled her hips toward Dana’s mouth as licks, kisses, and gentle nips were rained upon the sensitive skin of her ass, making her throb with need.
She ached to be touched, and just when she was about to ask for it, the words died in the back of her throat, replaced by a strangled moan at the feeling of Dana’s tongue dipping between her legs. The hands on her hips lifted her higher, and she whimpered as Dana’s tongue circled her clit once, twice, three times before disappearing.
“Roll over,” Dana whispered, the smoke in her voice more pronounced than usual as she punctuated the husky request with a gentle nip to Gwen’s inner thigh.
Teasing Gwen was clearly having an affect on her as well, and Gwen swallowed thickly as she allowed Dana’s hands to guide her onto her back so that she was spread beneath her. Her pulse tripped over itself as strong, skilled hands swept up and down her stomach and chest, rubbing, squeezing, caressing her as dark, dark eyes seemed to stare into her very soul. It was unnerving how she felt so simultaneously safe and vulnerable when Dana looked at her like this, and her breath caught in her throat as she watched Dana’s tongue slide over her lips before those soft, plump lips dipped down to surround her right nipple, sucking against the bud and teasing it to a tight point before switching to deliver the same heavenly attention to its twin.
Gwen combed her fingers through Dana’s hair as hot kisses drew a fiery line down her stomach, and she groaned when strong hands wrapped around her thighs, pulling her open wider as Dana’s head dipped between her legs. “God, so good…”
“Yes, you are,” Dana murmured as she made herself comfortable between Gwen’s legs, dusting quick kisses over her inner thighs before running the flat of her tongue through slick, swollen folds.
Gwen’s hand tightened in Dana’s hair as her hips bucked at the firmer touch, and her eyes rolled back in her head at the feeling of Dana’s answering moan against her clit. She melted into the bed when the touch between her legs gentled as Dana settled in to her task, seemingly content to take her time despite the fact that she probably didn’t have the time to spare. Slow licks and lingering kisses coaxed her gently higher, the hands on her thighs drifting up over her stomach to wrap around her breasts, nimble fingers tweaking and rolling her nipples as Dana’s tongue rolled over her clit like a wave, firm then soft then firm again until Gwen was a breathless, pleading mess.
“That’s it,” Dana encouraged, scratching blunt nails down the
length of Gwen’s stomach before she grabbed onto her hips and held her firmly in place as she dove back in.
“Oh, fuck,” Gwen groaned, her hips lifting eagerly to beg for more. Dana’s low moan vibrating against her had her hands shooting down to hold her head right where it was, and she didn’t bother to try and contain the moan that escaped her when soft lips surrounded her clit. A moment later Dana’s tongue joined the party, and she squeezed her eyes shut as white heat flared low in her hips and burned outwards, up to her chest and down to her toes that were curled into the sheets as Dana worked her closer and closer to the precipice of release.
Bright lights exploded behind her eyes a split-second before she came, and she collapsed against the bed as she rode the waves of her climax, too gone to register the feeling of Dana’s lips ghosting up over her body until those wonderful, wonderful lips were slanting over her own in a deep, probing kiss. She moaned at the taste of herself on Dana’s tongue, and wrapped a hand around the back of her neck, holding her in place as she slowly floated back to earth.
“Hey,” Dana murmured when the hand on the back of her neck loosened.
“Hey, yourself.” Gwen smiled and brushed Dana’s hair out of her eyes so she could look into them. “I love you.”
Dana smiled and dipped her head to brush a tender kiss over Gwen’s lips. “Love you, too,” she whispered as she stretched out on top of Gwen, her left hand lightly caressing Gwen’s stomach as she held her gaze.
Gwen lifted her chin, silently asking for another kiss, and hummed when Dana picked up the cue and captured her lips in a sweet, lingering kiss. It might not be morning yet so far as she was concerned, but she was certainly wide awake now, and she smiled against Dana’s lips as she dragged the backs of her nails along her side and tried to slip her right hand between them.
“Yes?” Dana asked in a sing-song voice as she playfully refused to move.