The Precipice

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***Just a short one-shot that was requested! Enjoy!***

*Teri*

I'm not so sure how we got here, but then again, I love how we are...here. As long as I've waited to know what it felt like to feel Sherri's soft body underneath mine, made the waiting even more surreal and special. And the fact that this was written into our show during the time of Stef's cancer scare, was all the more special to me. I had dealt with breast cancer in my own family, and playing a part of a woman afraid of what was inside her body, and struggling with the fact that she was about to lose such a huge piece of her was hard. It was fucking hard, and this scene was everything to me...and to her.

After spending all of last night playing in the large pool, Sherri and I had agreed that it was the absolute best scene we had filmed so far besides the wedding. The way both of our bodies ebbed and flowed in unison together, and the way she looked at me...I mean really looked at me, was breath taking. I'm not so sure she has ever made me feel more beautiful besides the times we had a red carpet together, but those don't even count at all. I mean, they should. But not really. She saw me, every part of me, and today after filming that bedroom scene, I am shaken to my core.

"Are you sure I did okay in that scene, Polo? I mean, c'mon! It's not everyday that we actually get to 'make love' on camera!" she jokes bringing me out of my thoughts.

I laugh softly as I pick up my iced tea and sit back in my comfy garden chair. "Yes, I'm sure. I'm definitely 100% sure they will have to really do a great deal of cutting to make it family friendly, too."

She smiles shyly now as she doesn't look at me, yet I continue to stare at her, allowing my eyes to travel down her slender neck and back behind her ear where my tongue was earlier in that scene. "Well, it felt kinda real..."

She says this so softly, I'm almost sure I'm hearing things, but I go for it anyway, "Oh, I know, I could feel the dampness between your legs." I tease her now, but she isn't smiling at all, and I immediately feel as if I might have embarrassed her somehow. "I mean, we were there for quite some time, and it was starting to get really hot in that room! Bring a fan next time, am I right?!"

"No, you're right..." she blurts out now, making my heart stop. "You're right...I was....damp."

I clear my throat as I quickly take a giant gulp of my tea, as I try desperately not to smile with happiness. She seriously was wet for me, and admitted it to my face. I can feel my head begin to spin, as I contemplate what this really means for us. We are on the edge of a major breakthrough, at least for me because for years, we had flirted and danced around each other, never really being serious about any type of feeling. We could hide it in our characters, and now? Now, she is seriously admitting to be turned on by me!

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*Sherri*

My heart races as I tell her she was right, and I wait for some kind of sign that she felt the same way. I know that I haven't been imagining things all of these years, and filming that scene earlier actually brought us here...to her house...where she said she wanted to spend some time with me before the kids were out of school for the day. She drinks back her iced tea and says nothing, and I can feel frustration begin to build. Yet, I refuse to give in to it. "What about you?" I ask boldly.

"What ABOUT me?" she looks at me with that same look from earlier. I am NOT seeing things. I'm just not.

"You know..." I'm all of the sudden too shy to say it.

"No, I don't know, Sherri."

She says my name, and I squeeze my fingers around the seat cushion as I am annoyed she is making me say it. "Were you? Were you....wet?"

She leans forward to set her iced tea down before standing and winking at me. She holds out her hand, and I can feel the air around us become electrified with the amped sexual tension all of the sudden again. I take her hand and she pulls me to her body as she brushes my hair behind my ear before she whispers softly, "Why don't you find out?"

I don't know how to reply to that except to giggle, but she's serious. I find us walking slowly indoors to her small den downstairs, and the next thing I know, we are both completely naked. She's on top of me, looking down into my eyes, and my body is trembling out of control. I feel her hands begin to move down the sides of my body, down my thighs, in between us, as she moves them over my stomach and between my breasts before kneading each one. She never looks away, and I'm almost sure I will faint and soon. My mouth has gone dry as I open my legs wider for her as she begins to grind her body against mine.

"Do you feel me?" she finally whispers, and I close my eyes as I nod, shakily scratching down her soft back.

"Yes..." I whimper as I feel her soaking wet center on top of mine. Fuck she feels amazing, and as I begin to pant, my fingers digging deeply into the skin on her hips, she moves to begin kissing me and deeply. It's a ravenous kiss...one that we both have been holding back. But I miss the contact of her wet pussy on mine, and I begin to groan as my center throbs. "Fuck me..." I manage in between kisses, but she doesn't listen.

Instead, she moves to drag her her hot tongue down my body. She kisses and swirls it around and around until she reaches my swollen clit where she sucks it in as I hiss. My hand go to her damp waves as I push her face in even more, and I begin chanting her name over and over again as her fingers enter me. Between her hot mouth, tongue, teeth and lips and her fingers, I explode over the edge, and as I shake in her arms, I wonder why the fuck it took us so damn long to get to this point!

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