Stevie woke with a start. Her body felt heavy, as though she'd slept so deeply she'd set in one position. It was night and despite the light from the lamp which had been left on, it took her a moment to adjust to her surroundings.
She could smell the shampoo in Sheryl's hair and was immediately reassured. Slowly, her limbs came to life and she felt the weight of Sheryl draped across her. She was cold. They both were.
Disentangling herself from her sleeping girlfriend- was she her girlfriend again? A conversation for later - she crept over to the electric fire and fumbled in the semi-darkness for the switch. The flames sprang into life and she gazed at them dancing for a moment, absentmindedly stretching her arms above her head. Her wrists were still slightly sore from the stocking but she didn't care. She figured she'd have to get some kind of handcuffs from somewhere. No way was she not doing that again.
She turned as she heard stirring behind her.
"Mm...Stevie?"
"Here, baby." She crawled the few feet back to where Sheryl lay and curled around her. Sheryl nestled into her and Stevie smiled at the way she pressed her ass against her stomach. "I love you."
"Luh you," came the sleepy echo.
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They must have fallen asleep again by the warmth of the fire, although for how long was unclear. It was still dark as Stevie roused again, this time lightly dragging her nails along Sheryl's waist and over her hip to her thigh. Sheryl twitched slightly before rolling onto her back to look into Stevie's smiling face.
"Hi."
"Hi. Are we awake now?"
"I guess so." She yawned and nuzzled into Stevie's neck, kissing her lightly before pulling away. "Oh shit..."
"What?"
"Oh my god, I gave you a hickey!" She collapsed into fits of giggles.
"Sheryl! Are you fucking serious right now? Oh my god, I need a mirror -" she got up and started searching wildly for something reflective.
"Why are you so worried? Everyone's gonna know about us tomorrow anyway."
"Yeah, exactly! I have to go out into the lion's den tomorrow, the press with have a field day with this!" She was standing on her tiptoes, looking in the huge mirror over the fireplace. "Jesus Christ. I look like a high school cheerleader."
"You look hot from over here." Sheryl had sauntered back over to the chair she'd been sitting in earlier that evening, one leg tucked under her with the other swinging over the arm. She was gazing across the room at Stevie, the blonde hair looking like spun gold in the firelight, loosely tumbling down her back. She could just make out the two irresistible dimples in her lower back that she'd kissed so many times. "Hey, cutie."
"What?" She was pulling her hair over her shoulder and contorting her neck at a ridiculous angle to try and hide the hickey.
"C'mere."
As Stevie turned and saw Sheryl, she softened. She stood and pouted for a moment, arms folded as Sheryl giggled again.
"I'm trying to be mad at you."
"You're not doing a very good job. Come and kiss me instead."
Still pouting, Stevie padded over to her, sinking to her knees on the floor. Sheryl leaned forward and kissed her, making a point of flicking the hair back over her shoulder and exposing the hickey again. Stevie leaned into the kiss, reaching up to hold Sheryl's face.
"Can we stay here forever?"
"Sure. I can send Karen to get food. We may need to get dressed though, I think she'd be uncomfortable."
"I don't think she'd mind." Stevie looked startled. "Oh stop it, Stevie. You know she's got a teensy crush on you. It's why she hates Lin...Lindsey so much."
The mood altered at the mention of his name. Another conversation they needed to have. And one, Stevie figured, she'd have to have with him. She hadn't thought about how he'd take the news about Sheryl.
"Hey." She looked into the deep blue eyes. "We can figure it all out."
"I know." Another kiss. This time Stevie led it, deciding it was her turn to take charge. As their tongues met, she ran her hands down Sheryl's legs, manoeuvring her so the leg that had been tucked under her was released. Stevie hooked it over her shoulder, wrapping her hands around Sheryl's hips and pulling her towards the edge of the seat.
Sheryl complied, tangling her hand into Stevie's hair and guiding her mouth onto her. She moaned Stevie's name as she felt her tongue lightly tracing over the lips, gently increasing her arousal.
"Mmm, that feels so good, baby..." Stevie stole a glance up and saw Sheryl's eyes were closed as she bit down on her lip. She moaned again as Stevie's tongue explored deeper, dipping inside her before circling her clit. She smiled down at her and winked knowingly. "Fuck, who taught you this?"
Stevie smiled to herself. It was crazy to think a little over a year ago she be mortified at the thought of performing oral sex on a woman. Now, she couldn't get enough. Making love to Sheryl was her favorite thing to do. She'd missed it desperately.
Sheryl now had both hands in her hair and was rolling her hips against her mouth. Stevie devoured the salty sweetness hungrily, sucking and licking every part of her. Hands on Sheryl's waist, she pulled her closer still as she buried her tongue deep inside her, fucking her as hard as she could. Sheryl groaned her name once again, more breathless this time.
"Fuck me baby...oh god, you're so good - you're so good..." Stevie pulled her tongue out and flattened it against her aching clit, rubbing against it hard as Sheryl began to buck into her furiously. She was crying her name over and over and Stevie knew she was almost there. She maintained the same rhythm, holding Sheryl in place as best as she could, knowing she was losing control.
"Stevie! I'm gonna come, you're gonna make me come -" Stevie buried her tongue back inside her as she felt her rhythmically contracting, grinding desperately on Stevie's mouth as she rode out her climax. Stevie held on to her, still using her tongue to stimulate her until it became too much and Sheryl pulled her head away before leaning down and kissing her deeply, tasting herself on Stevie's lips and still moaning in ecstasy.
Eventually she sank back on the chair, Stevie's head resting in her lap as Sheryl stroked her hair. They stayed like that for a while, both lost in their own silent bliss. Eventually Stevie lifted her head.
"We'd better go to bed." She got to her feet. "If Karen comes in in the morning and catches us like this she'll freak."
"I told you, she'd love it."
Sheryl playfully spanked Stevie's ass before she too got to her feet and went to gather her clothes, but Stevie linked fingers with her and pulled her away.
"Leave 'em. We should at least give her something to think about." She grinned and pulled Sheryl towards the stairs.
