That Summer

Step into the Velvet of the Morning...

Emma's eyes opened as the sunlight creeped in through the closed blinds. Her mouth was dry, desperately craving water. Her head wasn't pounding, thanks to the ibuprofen, but she certainly didn't wake up feeling like a million bucks.

She turned over, only to find Stevie sound asleep, naked under the white, fluffy duvet. It all came pouring back: Stevie Nicks, THE Stevie Nicks, went down on her. She was living so many people's fantasies; how was this now her reality?!

She began remembering every little detail as she laid there, unintentionally staring at Stevie – gently breathing in perfect rhythm.

Emma checked the clock on the nightstand and saw it was 11:30. They had the day off today, but they still had a plane to catch later tonight. 

Stevie had another show tomorrow, and Emma knew she couldn't afford to mess anything up again, especially if she wanted to continue getting these sort of perks from her incredibly sexy boss.

She decided to let Stevie sleep until noon, so to kill time, Emma found the silk pajama top on the floor and slipped that on before sneaking into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

She came out to find Stevie still asleep. Emma stood in the bathroom doorway for a second, admiring her from afar. With a soft smile, she made her way over back to the bed and climbed in, snuggling back up to Stevie.

Stevie rustled under the duvet, slowly opening her eyes when she felt Emma's body pressed up against hers. The two women were now face to face as Stevie's sleepy brown eyes finally made an appearance.

"Why are your clothes on?" Stevie tiredly whispered as she moved her hands up Emma's shirt, lightly grazing her bare torso with her long, manicured nails, pulling her closer to her in the process.

Emma giggled, "I guess I was cold when I went to brush my teeth, I don't know..." she answered pensively.

"Well why don't you take it off again, and I'll keep you warm..." Stevie smirked, lifting the shirt over Emma's head and throwing it back on the floor behind her. 

She pulled Emma close again, wrapping her arms around her and planting a kiss on her mouth, slowly gliding her warm tongue inside.

Emma moaned into Stevie, reciprocating with her own tongue. Soon Stevie's leg was wrapped around her, their entire bodies against each other as they continued kissing.

"Stevie..." Emma whispered, breaking the kiss, "I should take Sulamith outside..." Both of them had nearly forgotten about Stevie's beloved dog, who had jumped off the bed and slept on the couch after things started getting heated earlier that morning.

"I'll call security to do it, you're staying in bed with me today, baby girl..." Stevie said in her morning rasp, "I'm not sharing you with my damn dog anymore." Emma laughed and went back to kissing Stevie, now wrapping her own leg over Stevie's body.

They continued for a little longer, and Stevie turned over to the hotel phone to call her security to take Sulamith out and bring her back. 

"You hide under the covers when they knock, okay, baby?" Stevie instructed. Emma nodded, her blue eyes looking even more gorgeous in the sunlight that poured through the hotel curtains.

Stevie pushed Emma's brown locks behind her ear, cupping her face as she simply admired her. She hadn't felt this way about someone in a very long time, especially another woman. She wanted to be as close to Emma as possible, and the thought of not being near her, even for a few hours, made her heart sink.

"Stevie..." Emma started.

"Yes, babe?" Stevie replied, still holding Emma's face in her hands.

"I want to make you come now...you know, because you were so good to me." Emma said in such an innocent yet sexy voice.

Stevie smiled, "You can later, baby... but I just want to be with you this morning. I figured we could both use a big breakfast after how much we drank last night... you want room service?" 

Stevie could tell that Emma looked a little defeated by her answer, quite visibly rejected.

Stevie's smile turned, raising an eyebrow as she stroked Emma's cheek with her thumb. "What, honey? What's wrong?" Stevie asked concerned, rubbing her foot on Emma's under the covers.

"Nothing, I just... I wanted to make you happy, that's all..." Emma responded with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Oh, Em... you made me very happy... I just want to make sure we eat! And besides," she continued, "my hormones are so out of whack since menopause, so I'm not that into morning sex anymore." 

Stevie winced after those words left her mouth. Ugh, way to show your age, Stephanie. How sexy...

Stevie looked deeply into Emma's eyes and kissed her forehead, "But I promise," she gave Emma her signature smirk, "you can have your way with me later tonight. I'd love nothing else..." 

Stevie stopped mid-sentence and began moving her hands down Emma's torso again, her hands stopping at her pubic mound.

She lightly ran her fingers along the remaining wetness between Emma's legs, finishing her thought, "than to feel your sweet mouth all," she quickly paused and kissed Emma's forehead again, "over me." Stevie consoled. 

She kissed the tip of Emma's nose and then landed back on her mouth, sucking hard on her bottom lip before breaking the kiss after a few seconds.

"Now let's order breakfast before they come and get Sula." Stevie smiled, squeezing Emma's sides and kissing her forehead once more before turning over to reach for the menu on her nightstand.