FERRY-LOVE-BOAT

Chapter 26

Carina's POV:

-I missed you. - I let the words come out of my mouth. - And it hasn't even been eight hours since I saw you last.

Maya's eyes went down to her own feet.

-I missed you because I like being with you, because I feel that you understand me. - I continued. - I feel that you understand me since our first conversation ten years ago. I miss you because now I know how good it is to be with you, to hear you talk and laugh, how you turn red when you're drinking or when I make an inappropriate comment.

There they were, I thought as her eyes returned to me and her parted lips showed me that she was trying to articulate words but wasn't being very successful.

Sometimes words saved us, and I had always been a big fan of talking, of deep dialogue, of solving my problems through conversation.

But sometimes none of them were necessary.

I reached out, let my cold fingers make contact with the warm skin on the back of Maya's neck before sliding them up a little further - wanting to feel those soft blond strands against my touch - and stepped forward. Her head tilted up, she was following my every move, reacting to my touch, and in her eyes, I could see that she wanted the same thing as I did. Our foreheads touched, our noses brushed, her hands touching my waist so lightly I could barely feel any pressure.

I wanted her.

-Let me show you how much I've missed you. - I whispered, enjoying the feeling of having her so near me and closing my eyes to let my other senses intoxicate me.

Her scent. Her touch.

-I've been missing you for ten years. - She whispered back and leaned forward.

That her mouth was soft, I had no doubt - with each kiss she placed on my face, I became more eager to taste her against mine - but the sensation of having those lips that I had stared at, that I had longed for, against mine after so long was inexplicable. Fireworks exploded in my chest as our mouths remained glued together, and I was afraid I would pull away and realize that this was all just another dream, but Maya did it for me and pulled away for a brief second only to capture my lips again.

My heart was racing in my chest, and my fingers tangled in her hair closed a little tighter, pulling the strands gently as I moved my face to make the fit of our mouths even more comfortable. When her lips opened to take mine again, I took that opportunity to slyly run the tip of my tongue gently against her bottom lip and had to control myself from letting out a whimper when I felt her mouth open a little wider to receive me.

I wanted to taste her, as much as she wanted to taste me.

Her tongue was warm and soft and delicious. There was no fight for dominance, just a slow, teasing massage inside our mouths that warmed me inside and out and seemed to incite a fire that had been burning inside me for ten years. I could feel my nipples aching as they swelled and the middle of my legs pulsing with arousal, and these reactions of my body made me want much more than that kiss - and reminded me how long it had been since I had surrendered myself to anyone.

Maya's hands left my waist and went to the small of my back, she was pulling me against her body, and it was delicious to feel her so close to me, so intimately. The wet sound of our kiss invaded my ears and made me want more, her taste was addictive and I found myself fighting against the need to breathe so that this moment would last a little longer.

When we pulled away, our foreheads remained glued together as our breaths mingled between our open mouths. I wanted more, but my brain had not yet fully processed what had just happened, and I suspected that giving it another dose of confusion in such a short time would cause me a stroke.

-Yep, I think we need to talk. - Maya whispered.

-I think so too.