by Sacchi Green
She is trembling, and says nothing. Her heart beats against my chest, and I am suddenly heedless, desirous, and impatient.
“Won’t you undress?” I say, pulling back and shucking out of my own clothes as quickly as I can. I want them off! It feels so good to be alfresco, as Maman always jokingly called it. Alfresco and on view for my Charlie.
“You are so beautiful!” she says, then shyly bows her head, but not before I see her eyes gleaming. She manages to remove her outer layer, but at her cotton undershirt and slip, she hesitates. She sits on the bed, and I sit close beside her.
I lean into her and reach out to take up the very end of her braid. I pull off the string she’s tied it with, and slowly begin to separate the strands. When I’m finished, I place both hands on her cheeks and kiss her forehead between the wings of her hair. She blushes and stays very still. I move behind her on the bed, lean against the wall, and draw her close between my legs so her back rests against me. I spoon myself to her, the rough weave of her undershirt delicious on my nipples, the slick of her smooth slip lovely on my cleft. I do know to tread lightly with girls like my Charlie. I do know that. I press close, I rub my body on her. Oh, the darling! She can’t hide it. She is breathing, sighing, and helping me to rub. She need not turn around, though, my skittish thoroughbred. For this first time, I will carry her and bring her along.
Charlie
My heart is swelling, all my limbs, my breast, my belly, oh, she slides on me, the clothing between us, conducting our heat. Leave me my clothing, Mimi! I beg without speaking, and she does, though she is gorgeous and naked, only slipping a hand onto my thigh, right to the edge of my drawers, then her fingers feel under the rim into the crease of my thigh. I make some strangled sound and she stops but starts again, creeping, creeping her fingers into the very soft middle of me, where no one has ever felt but I want her to feel it, it is the feel of bells ringing and shouting hallelujah and of being outside during a thunderstorm with lightning striking all around. She is against the wall and I am snug between her legs and I can feel her pressing against me, moving herself against my back, all the while creeping and pattering with her fingers. I grasp the coverlet in bunches, I close my eyes, I move my hips back toward her, then up against her darting fingers. I feel her breasts, heavy and full against my back; she wriggles, takes one of my hands and puts it between us and I try to creep my fingers around and into her as she is doing to me. My hair is all over my face, I am laughing, I am crying, we squirm like snakes entwined how damp she is there, a pool of golden, I know it is golden, as my fingers can feel color, can understand more than fingers ever have about creeping about pattering to and fro where fingers must find their purpose, a purpose hidden from me until today. Her fingers play their rhythm and her hips thrust and reach to mine and I press back, she presses front, oh fingers! oh moist and damp and warm and golden!
Mimi LaRouge
After our release, our climax, our petite mort, I move to the floor and kneel before her, bringing her face to mine so we can finally kiss. I find those thin, supple lips, her tongue swollen from her calls of pleasure.
We will leave New York, we will leave her God and the joes behind, we will return to the country where we both belong. We will live on my family’s farm and Maman and Daddy will take my thoroughbred into their bosoms and we will escape retribution and we will live as we please and no one will harm us.
I shall teach her French, I shall walk with her in our woods. I will do whatever she needs and we will make our own heaven and prepare our own banquet and set a place for our deity there and sit down together and feast on love.
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
VALERIE ALEXANDER (valeriealexander.org) lives in LA. Her stories have been published in a number of anthologies and sci-fi and speculative magazines.
M. BIRDS (mbirds.ca) is a mad queer writer and musician from Vancouver, British Columbia. Her short fiction has previously been published by Freaky Fountain Press, Cleis Press, and Hot Ink Press.
NAT BURNS (natburns.org) is an award-winning author and journalist and is a book editor for several publishers. She has published fifteen novels to date and her shorter work has appeared in more than thirty anthologies. Her music review column, “Notes from Nat,” appears monthly in Lesbian News Magazine.
EMILY L. BYRNE’s (writeremilylbyrne.blogspot.com) stories have appeared in Forbidden Fruit; Best Lesbian Erotica: 20th Anniversary Edition; Best Lesbian Erotica of the Year, Vol. 2; Witches, Princesses and Women at Arms; and Blood in the Rain 3. She is the author of Knife’s Edge: Kinky Lesbian Erotica and Desire: Sensual Lesbian Erotica.
LEA DALEY (leadaley.com) has written fiction while raising children, claiming a lesbian identity, earning a BFA, and directing a United Way childcare center. Her debut novel, Waiting for Harper Lee, was a Golden Crown Awards finalist. Her second book, FutureDyke, won a 2015 Goldie Award and was a Lambda Literary finalist.
NANISI BARRETT D’ARNUK has traveled around the world to gather information for her writing. She has five novels, several novellas, and many short stories published, ranging from mysteries to sweet or erotic romances. More are in process. A new-age political thriller will be published this fall.
R. G. EMANUELLE (dirtroadbooks.com) is a writer and editor living in New York City. She is the author of novels, novellas, and short stories, as well as coeditor of several anthologies, including the Lambda Literary finalist All You Can Eat. She is a cofounder and coowner of Dirt Road Books.
MAGS HAYWARD writes MF and FF erotic romance. Her debut novella, The Devil on Her Shoulder, was published in January 2017. She is currently working on a full-length novel and additional short erotica. Originally from North Wales, Mags lives in Worcestershire, United Kingdom.
VICTORIA JANSSEN’s (victoriajanssen.com) The Duke and the Pirate Queen (2010) is set in the same universe as her first novel, The Duchess, Her Maid, The Groom, and Their Lover (2008).
SOMMER MARSDEN has been called “ . . . one of the top storytellers in the erotica genre” (Violet Blue) and “Unapologetic” (Alison Tyler). Her erotic novels include Restless Spirit and Learning to Drown. Professional dirty word writer, gluten-free baker, amateur runner, vintage addict, old wiener-dog walker, and expert procrastinator.
T. C. MILL (TC-Mill.com) writes and runs an editing business in the Midwest, one answer to the question “What do you do with a philosophy degree?” Her stories have appeared in the Mofo Pubs Presents anthologies, on the websites Nerve and Bright Desire, and in Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Vol. 2.
R. D. MILLER is currently based in Halifax, Canada. She spent most of her adult life living “away” and is getting reacquainted with Nova Scotia by visiting all the craft breweries. She has always loved storytelling and will talk your ear off over a beer or two if you let her.
SCOUT RHODES is a middle-aged butch farmer who lives in western Massachusetts. She is a writer, an illustrator, and a book designer. Her butch paramour lives in San Francisco.
PASCAL SCOTT’s short fiction has appeared in Thunder of War, Lightning of Desire: Lesbian Historical Military Erotica; Through the Hourglass: Lesbian Historical Romance; Order Up: A Menu of Lesbian Romance and Erotica; Unspeakably Erotic: Lesbian Kink; and Best Lesbian Erotica, Vol. 2 (2017). She lives in Decatur, GA.
RAVEN SKY is a polyamorous queer femme from Canada. Although she has published frequently, this is her first erotic publication. She is pleased to be interesting enough to merit a nom de plume. She is displeased to be in a profession straitlaced enough to necessitate it.
ANNA WATSON, perhaps because she grew up in a stone-cold atheist household, has always been fascinated by the lengths people will go to for God. Father Divine was extremely forward thinking in terms of race, and did indeed provide meals to all comers during the Depression; the rest is all Anna’s toothsome imagination.
XAN WEST (xanwest.wordpress.com) has been published in over thirty-five erotica anthologies. Xan’s “First Time Since” won honorable mention for the 2008 NLA Joh
n Preston Short Fiction Award. Xan’s collection Show Yourself to Me was described by M. Christian as “a book that changes what erotica can and should be.”
ABOUT THE EDITOR
SACCHI GREEN (sacchi-green.blogspot.com, facebook.com/sacchi.green) is a Lambda Award-winning editor and writer who lives in the five-college area of western Massachusetts, retreats to the mountains of New Hampshire whenever possible, and makes occasional forays into the real world. Her work appears in scores of books, including nine editions of Best Lesbian Erotica, and she’s edited fifteen anthologies, including Best Lesbian Erotica of the Year: 20th Anniversary Edition; Best Lesbian Erotica of the Year, Vol. 2; and Witches, Princesses and Women at Arms: Erotic Lesbian Fairy Tales.
