Stevie woke with a start. Adjusting to the brightness of the sun streaming in, it took her more than a moment to recall everything that had happened the previous night. With a jolt of disappointment she realised that Sheryl and her clothes were gone, but before she could think any more she realized she could hear singing.
Rushing excitedly to the bathroom she pulled on a red satin robe and headed out to follow the sound of the voice. She was in the kitchen; the scent of pancakes wafting up the stairs confirmed it.
She found her standing at the stove, singing the harmony vocal for Fall From Grace. Without the driving rhythmic backing it sounded haunting. She wrapped her arms around her waist, burying her face in the blonde hair tumbling down her back as she picked up the lead vocal and sang with her.
Sheryl didn't even jump at the arms holding her, or the voice singing behind her. She smiled as she sang, stroking Stevie's forearm with one hand whilst flipping pancakes with the other. As they reached the end of the chorus they stood in silence for a few seconds, both lost in their own thoughts.
"Hungry?"
"Mmmm." As she held Sheryl, her hands began to wander, one up to where she found she wasn't wearing her bra, and the other to the waistband of her jeans. Sheryl turned off the stove and allowed her head to drop back onto Stevie's shoulder, twisting slightly to kiss her. Stevie looked at her questioningly, and she nodded, closing her eyes and biting her lip as the hand slipped past the waistband and into her underwear.
Being completely new to this, Stevie figured she'd just do the same to Sheryl as she did to herself, gently stroking the lips to build her arousal. She heard Sheryl's breath hitch against her ear as she continued, longer than she would normally, wanting to drive her as wild as she was herself last night.
"Stevie..." she pleaded breathily as she pushed her feet apart to provide better access. Their mouths met again as Stevie slipped a finger in between Sheryl's folds, drawing a moan from deep within her. She twitched slightly as the finger brushed against her clit before started to roll herself against Stevie's hand.
Stevie pushed two fingers into her wet core, curling them up to reach her most sensitive spot and smiling at the responsive groans Sheryl made into her mouth. She used her free hand to unfasten and pull down Sheryl's jeans, just enough that she could use both hands on her. Sheryl gazed at her as she grazed two fingers over her quietly whimpering mouth.
"Get them wet." Sheryl hungrily accepted the fingers, sucking and rolling her tongue over them. Seeing Stevie dominant was both surprising and a huge turn on. She really had gotten into this since last night.
The truth was bringing Sheryl the same life changing pleasure she had received herself was all Stevie had been able to think about. They had fallen asleep in each other's arms after her orgasm. She woke up in the night, desperate to touch Sheryl, but not wanting to disturb her peace. Instead she had laid for hours watching her, falling for every line and curve, until sleep finally took her again.
She made eye contact with her now, their faces almost touching as Sheryl moaned around her fingers. She pulled them out with a sudden pop and plunged them into her panties, finding and caressing her clit.
Sheryl's knees gave way slightly and she grabbed the counter for support as Stevie increased her pace and pressure. The fingers buried deep inside her were now slick.
"Nnngh...Oh, Stevie - don't stop, I'm close, I'm so close..." she was jerking, leaning back on Stevie, hair covering her face as her head dropped forward.
"Look at me."
She lifted her head again and turned to face Stevie, heavy-lidded eyes half unfocused. They rested their foreheads together as Sheryl's mouth formed a silent cry and her legs almost buckled again.
Stevie could feel the walls contracting powerfully against her fingers before a gush of liquid soaked her hand and ran down Sheryl's legs. She gently sank down to the floor with Sheryl, unable to support the convulsing body leaning on her any longer.
As she sat against the counter, Sheryl curled up on the floor between her legs, head resting against her chest, listening to her pounding heart. Stevie gently stroked and kissed the top of her head as she let out a loud sob. The held each other in silence for a few moments before Sheryl turned to look up at her, tears shining in her blue eyes.
"You were right. Everything is just right."
They kissed again, their tears mingling. They didn't know what would happen next, they didn't know how the world would react. All they knew was that everything had changed.
Forever.
