The Reunion: Still Falling For You (EN)

chapter 2.17

The driver had covered the seven minutes that would take them to their final destination to end the day. Seattle's Four Season.

Maya had reserved a Deluxe Bay View room. They went upstairs, and just before they walked through the door, the captain put one hand behind her wife's back, one hand under her knees, and lifted her wife so that they could walk through the hotel room door.

- "wahou...." said the Italian, impressed by her wife who was carrying her like that, despite her heels.

When she had put it back on the floor, Carina took a look around the room. The suitcase her wife had asked her to pack when they were still engaged was there, along with the blonde's.

The towels were swan-shaped, forming a heart on the bed, and there was a box of chocolate strawberries and a bottle of Moscato D'Asti in a champagne bucket, next to two flutes, on a table by the bay window.

"Maya, bambina, we live in Seattle, we could have slept at home."

-"it's our wedding night and I wanted it to be perfect, like everything else".

- "and you know I don't need a lush room for this? I don't need a king-size bed, I don't need a view of Elliot Bay, I don't need a view of the Ferris wheel..."

Carina had moved closer to Maya, and brought her mouth to her neck.

"I remind you that for almost a year we slept together in a single bed... and the only view I want is the most beautiful view in the world, the one I have of you, the one I'd have of you every time I went to bed and every time I got up, until we meet again in our next life..."

The Italian had been careful not to step on the train of her wife's dress and had gone behind her.
She'd started undoing the buttons on her dress and, having already unfastened several of them, had come to free her shoulders from her sheath, to come and kiss her alabaster skin, while her hands were undoing the rest of the buttons, until she could remove them completely without any problem.

Just before reaching her buttocks, she caressed them over the fabric and returned to face her wife.

She came to kiss her on the lips as she slid her hands over Maya's buttocks again. Then her hands had moved up again. She'd grabbed the fabric of the dress that was folded over the blonde's shoulders and started to pull it away from her body, first her arms, then her torso, and her hands had moved against her hips and she'd let the dress fall to the floor.

Her hands went over Maya's breasts, then her belly, before coming to her lower back, then her bare buttocks.

Carina had stepped back and the blonde was wearing a white lace thong and matching garter. The Italian had huffed and puffed as if trying to get used to the sight, but it was too much for her heart.

Maya had brought one of her hands up and with her slightly bent index finger had lifted Carina's face to come and kiss her, stepping forward, pulling one foot out of her dress, then the other.

She had come to kiss the brunette the way she liked them to kiss, and the brunette's hands had pressed against her shoulder blades to hold her close.

Maya's hands went up Carina's back and she came to undo the knot at the bottom of her loins, which held her dress closed with a thick lace.

She'd loosened the knot and lace a little through the loops, but once the dress was a little loose she'd been able to pull it off her body, just by passing her middle fingers against her shoulders under the fabric and pulling it off her body, to make them even.

"I could use a nice hot shower," Carina whispered against her wife's lips.

Maya had run her hands under Carina's buttocks and with her help lifted her up. The Italian's feet had slipped out of her dress and, avoiding the fabric that littered the floor, the blonde had led the brunette to the bathroom, both still on their heels.