Chim - Tiny Dancer

Chapter 23

Twenty Three

"When did you realise?" Cheryl asked, tracing a delicate finger down her girlfriends arm.

Kimberley, who was lying on her back, moved onto her side. Reaching up, she ran her index finger down the girls jawline, up over her chin and then onto her lips. "When you kissed me," she smiled.

"That long?"

"Well . . . I didn't really realise that I liked you, but I realised something wasn't right with Justin. When you kissed me, I felt something. Something I had never felt before. It was a weird feeling, but amazing at the same time."

"Do you still feel it?" Cheryl smiled, shyly.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Smiling, she leant forward, her head now resting on Kimberley's pillow. She looked at the girl for a few short seconds before cautiously moving closer and placing her leg over her thigh. She scanned her face, trying to gage a reaction.

"It's ok," Kimberley whispered, reassuringly.

This only encouraged Cheryl as she swooped down and gently began kissing her girlfriends neck, occasionally her tongue came out to tease. When she reached the soft plump lips, she kissed them ever so gently. "Open up," she whispered. 

Kimberley complied with the deman and parted them. She moaned slightly when Cheryl bit down lightly on her bottom lip and then ran her tongue over it as if to compensate.

"Such beautiful full lips," the brunette said, still licking rings around them. "I wish I had those lips."

"You do now," Kimberley sighed, leaning in, hoping for more contact.

"Hey," Cheryl warned, pulling back, "I'm kissing you remember. Open you're mouth again."

"Give us a kiss baby!" Cheryl smiled, placing her hands on Ashley's torso.

Ashley turned to face his wife and leant in, kissing her roughly. Parting her lips with his tongue, he pushed it straight in before moving himself on top of her.

"Ashley!" Cheryl giggled, pushing him off. "I just wanted a good night kiss."

"What!? Come on babe. You've made me up for it now!"

Sighing, Cheryl cupped his cheek. "I'm tired babe. And anyway . . .  wasn't this morning enough?"

Like a little boy in a huff, Ashley shook his head. "Clearly not," he snapped. "Why kiss me if you're not up for it!?"

"What!? So I'm not allowed to kiss me husband? A kiss doesn't always lead to sex Ashley!"

"It usually does!"

"Aye well not all the time. You need to learn some self control!"

 Cheryl was deeply hurt by her husbands actions. Why couldn't they just share a simple kiss without him thinking it was going to lead to sex? Couples kiss! When they first got together he was a kind, caring and gentle lover. Now all he wanted was a quicky when they got up and before they went to bed. It was ridiculous!

"Self control!" Getting out of bed, Ashley stormed across the room. "I'll show you f*ckin' self control!" he shouted before slamming the door shut.

Cheryl lay there crying, listening as he stamped about one of the guest bedrooms. It's hard to be in the mood when someone treats you so horribly. She felt like a sex slave, nothing more. She hated him, she hated the man he had become. Where had her old Ash gone? The one that treated her like a princess, the one that would run to each ends of the earth for her. She loved that Ash more than anything, infact she still loved him because deep down, he still was that man.

Kimberley giggled before opening up again. She muffled a few moans as the Geordie gently began to explore her mouth, playing with her tongue.

Cheryl felt herself being turned over. She was pressed down flat on her back as Kimberley took control. The girl moved herself on top of her, straddling her hips while their tongues continued to dance. Arousal flowed through her body, but she still wasn't ready. She had never been with a girl before. What if she couldn't please her? The thought still scared the hell out of Cheryl. Reaching up, she cupped her girlfriends cheeks, and pushed her away reluctantly. "Babe. I'm not ready yet."

"It's ok," Kimberley replied with a smile before pulling Cheryl's top, that had ridden up, down. "I wasn't going to do anythin' anyway," she blushed.

"No. I didn't mean it in that way I . . . "

Kimberley cut the girl off by kissing her gently. "I just wanted a kiss," she smiled cutely.

Stroking the soft skin of the blondes cheeks lovingly, Cheryl bit her lip and shut her eyes, trying to stop the flow of tears. "You're special," she said, her voice thick with emotion. Sure enough the tears followed.

"Can I stay with you in here tonight?" Kimberley frowned, moving off the girl, she lay back down beside her.

"I wouldn't want you to be anywhere else."

Wrapping her arms around the crying girl, Kimberley dropped a few sweet kisses on her neck. "I still get the feeling," she whispered.