Early Autumn

Chapter 3

From the moment our lips touched I knew I was in trouble.  I had experienced my fair share of first kisses, but they all palled next to this one. Sarah's lips were soft as they pressed against mine. She was patient with the kiss, not rushing anything. Her hand slid down my spine, sending goosebumps radiating out from her touch. Sarah's lips began to pull away. I leaned forward not ready for it to end. She pulled back further. Her other hand came up caressed my cheek. We sat like that for a moment, her hand warm on my face, our heads pressed together in the quiet. The kiss had left me lightheaded, flushed and my lips seem to tingle with excitement.     

Then came the second kiss. 

Where the first kiss had been gentle, the second was with a greater intensity. Sarah slid her hand from my cheek around behind my head, grabbing a fistful of hair. My body reacted instantly. A sharp inhale. A jolt of electricity down the spine. A flushing and growing need beneath my pastel skirt. And then... nothing. I waited in anticipation, eyes closed, lips parted. I could feel Sarah's breath on my skin, hot and humid.  My body screamed with its need for her, just when I thought I couldn't stand another second of waiting,  her tongue was suddenly in my mouth dancing with mine. Her grip on my hair grew stronger, as did our need for each other. My hands ran up the sides of her tone body.  I could feel the tautness of well worked muscle beneath the fabric of her shirt.

Sarah broke off the kiss as abruptly as she had started. I remained with my head back, eyes closed, lips parted as before, hoping the caesura was only temporary and we might resume at any moment. For the briefest of moments I thought I would get my wish as Sarah bit at my bottom lip.  Then her hand was out of my hair and back on my cheek.  My eyes fluttered open, to see she was already looking at me.  Her eyes were as intense as ever and seemed to dance with light. When she smiled her eyes grew brighter.  I smiled back.  That was nice I said, breathless. Still very much light headed.

Sarah pulled me to her and leaned back, holding me to her chest. We fell back into the couch with me on top. My head rested just below her chin.  Sarah held my hand in hers, and played with my hair with her other.  Her legs were wrapped over top of mine. We laid like that for, I don't know how long. I felt safe in her brace.

I was listening to her heart beat in the stillness of the house, when Sarah spoke.  "Are you doing okay, little one?" I nodded my affirmation and held on to Sarah's hand a little tighter. "What do you want, sweetie?"

"This to work," I said honestly. I felt Sarah chuckle softly beneath me more than I actually heard it. 

"I very much want that too, little one. But I actually meant what do you want right now?" 

"Oh, ummm... just you Mommy" 

"Well that you have, baby girl" Sarah gave me a tight squeeze as she said it and I let out an involuntary squeal at hearing her call me babygirl. I couldn't help but to snuggle in closer to her. It didn't matter that I was already laying on top of her, in that moment I felt like I couldn't be physically close enough to her. 

We lay entwined together for awhile longer. I was immensely enjoying the feel of Sarah's touch as she traced patterns along my skin, or combed fingers through my hair. She seemed completely at ease with the quiet. As we lay there in the quiet, I could feel the cumulative effects of all the alcohol singing their siren song of sleep. "Ummm Mommy..." I began timidly. 

"Yes little one?" 

"Would it be ok possibly if I were to stay here tonight?" I felt my face growing warming as I asked. The last thing I wanted right now was to be sent away. 

"Of course, babygirl." Sarah said, squeezing me tight and giving the top of my head a kiss. "It is really late, we should probably get you ready for bed huh?