by Radclyffe
They headed right for the floor, in a flurry of clothes and kisses. Cara was determined to keep her grip on Debbie’s nipples, and Debbie didn’t mind, but it wasn’t going to stop her from pinning Cara’s legs open with her hips for a hot, steady grind. They ached, and it was a good ache, she decided. She kept that ache on the edge for a long time, watching Cara’s eyes shimmer and flare.
When her nipples started to pulse from Cara’s rough attentions, and her own cunt was sodden and hungry for more, she half dragged Cara to the bed, rolled over her, and shoved two fingers inside.
“Oh, yeah.” Cara spread her legs and arched up. “I was starting to think you didn’t care.”
“I care, honey, and I’m gonna show you how much.” She really wanted to wipe that still half-amused look off Cara’s face. She didn’t care what it took. She shoved in hard again and Cara’s legs went limp. Oh, now she was getting somewhere.
“Finally.” Cara’s voice was significantly weaker.
Debbie got into her groove. Her hips behind her hand, she fucked Cara thoroughly, watched the flush climb her shoulders, sweep up her neck, felt Cara’s arms drop away, saw her eyes glaze. She panted for breath with little moans and all the while Debbie could feel her tightening around her fingers. It was as if all the other muscles in her body had no strength left while her cunt tensed further and further.
She’d not felt anything quite like it before. Cara was abruptly sopping wet and the power of her climax surged back into the rest of her body. For a moment Debbie swore they levitated, like the bike catching air as it crested a rise.
And Cara screamed, not a wimpy, pampered girl scream, but one from deep down. There was no way anyone who heard it wouldn’t know that a woman had just come, and had loved it.
“Fuck, honey,” Debbie breathed, then she kissed her firmly, more gently, and gentler still, until they slowed and Cara let out a noise that was laughter and tears combined.
She held her for a minute, listening to her heartbeat steady. “Well, I loved that.”
“So did I.”
Cara closed her eyes and Debbie decided to let her doze. It wasn’t long until she stirred, though, and they shifted on the bed, Cara snuggled into the circle of Debbie’s arms.
“So—sex or the ride?”
Debbie didn’t think twice. “I want both.”
“Greedy, aren’t you?”
“Yeah. And I want both.”
Cara said softly, “All I really have to do with my life is get out of Las Vegas.”
“Same here. After a few days, I always feel as if the choice is leave or become a lifer. And I have a life I like already.”
“Where?”
“San Francisco.”
“Never been there.”
Debbie wanted to ask, but her throat closed up.
“What you said about your garage and really giving me a ride?”
She nodded.
Cara smooched Debbie’s shoulder, then looked up, bathing her in warmth. “That sounded to me a lot like a promise, and you wouldn’t want to let me down again, would you?”
Debbie gave a mock groan of surrender. “I think you have me. I made a legally binding offer, didn’t I?”
“And I accept it, so you’re stuck with me, for now.”
She gathered Cara close. The road rolled out in silver and white in her mind’s eye. Sharing the trip home, and maybe a longer journey, seemed like a very fine adventure.
About Radclyffe
Radclyffe is an award-winning author-publisher with over twenty-five lesbian novels and anthologies in print, including the Lambda Literary winners Erotic Interludes 2: Stolen Moments ed. with Stacia Seaman and Distant Shores, Silent Thunder. She has selections in multiple anthologies including Wild Nights, Fantasy, Best Lesbian Erotica 2006, 2007, and 2008, After Midnight, Caught Looking: Erotic Tales of Voyeurs and Exhibitionists, First-Timers, Ultimate Undies: Erotic Stories About Lingerie and Underwear, A is for Amour, H is for Hardcore, and L is for Leather. She is the recipient of the 2003 and 2004 Alice B. Readers’ award for her body of work and is also the president of Bold Strokes Books, one of the world’s largest independent LGBT publishing companies.
Her forthcoming works include, Word of Honor (June 2008), and Night Call (October 2008). Read more about her novels at:
http://www.radfic.com
Radclyffe - Story Attributions
“Full House” features characters from the novel, The Lonely Hearts Club by Radclyffe (Bold Strokes Books, 2008).
“All In” features characters from the novel, Passion’s Bright Furyby Radclyffe (Bold Strokes Books, 2005).
“On the House” features characters from the novel Night Call, by Radclyffe (Bold Strokes Books, 2008).
About Karin Kallmaker
Karin Kallmaker’s novels include the Goldie and Lammy award-winning 18th & Castro, Just Like That, Maybe Next Time, and Sugar. Many have been translated into Spanish, French, German, and Czech. More than fi ve dozen short stories have appeared in anthologies from publishers like Alyson, Circlet, Bold Strokes Books, Naiad, and Haworth, as well as her own collections from Bella Books.
She and her partner are the mothers of two and live in the San Francisco Bay Area. She is descended from Lady Godiva, a fact which she’ll share with anyone who will listen. She likes her Internet fast, her iPod loud, and her chocolate real.
All of Karin’s work can now be found at Bella Books. Details and background about her novels can be found at:
http://www.kallmaker.com
