Ok please be kind, I wrote this on four hours of sleep and I really just wanted to finish this chapter up because I had taken foooorrrrrever to actually get it done. Rated R for mature content.
Chapter Eight: Guiding Hands
Their body’s meshed together like the perfect fit of puzzle pieces, both making the picture complete, making Thomas Kinkade look like a finger painter. Wet clothed body’s snuggled close together on a plastic white lounge chair, lips meeting in the surrender of love. Was it love? Both girls knew they felt something, they knew it in their hearts and souls, but was this truly love or the mind wanting and playing games keeping secrets and smushing feelings in and around to confuse them?
"You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And I promise you it’s not just your physical. You’re so warm and caring and sweet. God Tara you have no idea just how sensual you are." Willow suddenly realizing what she just said looks down at the water and cursed herself mentally for being so forward. Maybe it was too soon, and then she felt it, Tara's finger under her chin. Then she was looking into a pair of loving eyes. Tara wasn’t turned off by her words. She was looking into smiling eyes,
Tara slowly licked her lips as she leaned into Willow’s space. "Y-you really mean that don’t you?" she asked softly. Willow could only nod as she felt the warmth from Tara's breath on her own. Ever so slowly their lips met, lightly at first, but both women became lost to a feeling so strong...
The kiss was intense, their mouths were on fire, wanting and craving one another, passion had taken over and brain function was a distant thing of the past at this moment. They were the only ones in the world that were alive at that point. Tara leaned Willow back as the kiss broke from passionate to searing. Becoming a swirl of many different emotions. Tara continued to pursue this woman through her lips, pressing harder and keeping the space between them to centimeters. The blonde’s tongue slid from between her own mouth and licked the bottom lip of her fire-y lip goddess asking for permission into this unexplored territory. Acceptance was more than given. Willow’s tongue awaited Tara’s in an explosive combat. The kiss lasted for what seemed like hours but only mere minuets before the red heads brain finally kicked back into control.
Willow leaned back, she was afraid to do very much with this girl, it had only been a few hours since they had even met, was this too soon to do anything.
Tara felt the hesitations build in the woman that was before her, the girl that she was falling for rapidly. She sighed and looked at her with care, she studied what could be going on in that head of hers wondering if this was one of the moments that Faith and Buffy had been talking about. Was she in a nervous babble? Who was winning? Was there even someone to win?
"Are you ok?" finally the silence broke.
Willow looked into her eyes. "I. I haven’t felt like this before with a person and are you sure you want this? With me?"
"Are you kidding? Of course I want this, I want you, I’ve never been so sure in my life."
"But doesn’t this feel to soon?" Concern filling the red headed witch-y poo’s voice.
"It feels more than right to me, but I-If it’s to soon for you, we can stop." Her stutter appearing briefly.
"Tara, I just don’t want this to be a mistake. I like you a lot, and I haven’t liked a woman like I have you in so long that, I just don’t want it to be in such a furry hurry that I mess it up. I have a habit of that y’know, and well this, this is so amazing that I wouldn’t ev- -" Her words cut by a kiss.
Taking Willow’s hand she guided it up to her cheek and she brushed it against her softly, canting her head into the touch. Her eye’s always locked on jade, keeping a contact that was so intament that she could barely focus on what she was trying to accomplish. "It won’t be a mistake." She spoke softly and with a hush in her tone.
"Promise?" Willow’s body already reacting to what the blonde was showing her.
"Promise. Okay?" She smiled and turned her face into Willow’s palm and kissed it softly, Her hand barely even holding on to the other woman’s wrist.
"Okay."
Tara smiled and let go of Willow’s hand leaving her with control on how she wanted to touch her, how she wanted to feel her. Letting her own hands slip to the bottom seam of the red heads shirt. She lifted slowly slightly tugging up so Will would get the hint. Raising up Willow placed her own hands on her shirt and pulled it up and over casting it to the side of the chair and laying back down against Tara, her cool skin touching the soaked material, giving her body goose bumps. Their lips met again in a tango that could only be defined by them, milky white hands searching, caressing and wanting.
Finding this situation with her self at the disadvantage, Willow sat back up, guiding Tara with her, lowering her lip assault down the swan like neck, stopping only briefly and then back to her mission to her collar bone. Willow’s hands guided around the curves of the voluptuous body and down to the hem of the soft thin sweater. She slowly lifted and pulled her head back at the same time in a fluid motion. Tara’s arms raised in compliance and in a flash the material was gone and laying on the cement. Leaning her soon to be lover back to the plastic, Willow’s mouth played search and destroy on the creama skin, kissing and licking in all the right places, focusing on the pulse point, adding nips to the game also.
A thin hand slowly curving and cupping the outer side of the larger breast that was below her, her body moved down slowly and her lips followed. A soft murmur came from the wonton sex goddess that she was now becoming so familiar with. Willow stopped for a brief moment to look up at Tara. She smiled softly and spoke lightly. "Is this okay?"
Being pulled from the place that she had been dreaming about all night Tara looked down and smiled, bringing her hand up to Willow’s cheek and caressed it, she nodded in acceptance for the red head to continue. Jade eye’s watching as the woman nodded her on a smile crept against her features once again. Her head leveled with the full chest and her eye’s were in shock, she had never really seen breasts that were of this size, and so amazingly crafted, they were truly of the art variety.
Her lips hovering over the now erect nipple she wondered what she should attack first direct line of fire? Or maybe a more subtle approach? She chose to follow the line of her hand, starting at the tip of her index finger and kissing down. Willow leaned over to the side of Tara, curling next to her and continuing her tease.
A thin woman of about 25, not more than five foot four inches. Her eyes an elegant gray and her skin a deep honey brown was walking along the cemented path back to her semi nice hotel room. Wow when the woman on the phone had said it was a looker she didn’t think it meant stare and think 'wow this is where John Wayne Gacy must have live. Or can we say Bates motel.' She continued on her way carrying her hot pink plastic laundry basket full of her freshly dried whites. As she snaked through the maze of the path she was coming upon the poolside and her eye had just caught it, the sight of a naked breast. When she felt a large force push her, she tumbled with the person and landed in the bush her basket still out in the open and socks decorating the green, she looked up into a pair of hazel eyes and she raised a brow. "God, issues much?" her accent heavy she struggled to free herself from under the small woman who was amazingly mighty.
Tara’s head popped up and looked around hearing the rustle of bushes. "Will, did you hear that?"
With her mouth still full and her brain not willing to take her mind off the skin delight in front of her the red head responded with a muffled and full "uh uh."
"You sure? Coz I think I heard something." Her shy and nervous demeanor taking over and leaving her unable to concentrate on the good feelings that the other woman was giving her.
Stopping Willow leaned her head up and looked into Tara’s eyes. "It was probably a cat or a raccoon or something." She tried to assure her with a smile.
Closing her eye’s a crocked smile spread over her lips and Tara leaned her head back once again. "Your probably right."
Seeing that the blonde was ready to return to what she was feeling Willow smiled and leaned her head back down, letting Tara’s nipple slide between her lips and her tongue began to swirl around the swollen pink nub, her hand massaging against the full mound.
"B, what the hell ya doin? Tryin to get us kicked out of the state for harassing people?" The thick Boston accent slightly flavored with the drawl of the Texan speak. Spread over the night in a hushed tone.
Shawnie stopped her struggle and looked over the shoulder of the blonde woman and came eye to eye with a pair of heavenly set doe eyes. Buffy immediately rolled off the woman and looked up at the other. "Faith, she was about to see Willow and Tara, and I didn’t think it was on the best idea policy for that to happen." Faith glared at her, but broke into a small snicker when she remembered what she had seen, she and Buffy had been on the other side of the pool watching and setting Buffy’s fears at rest when the two slayers had heard the soft patter of feet on cement. Buffy had gone one way and Faith the other to head the person off at the pass, but apparently Buffy had deemed it necessary to tackle the poor woman, sending them in a tumble and roll into some bushes. Faith had been just down the walk way when she saw it, the young woman walking, minding her own business. She was just to the corner gate of the pool when out of no where a flying Buffy, or in her mind she looked more like a tackling squirrel jumped out from nowhere and they plummeted. The socks and what not's flying in the air, it was a real sight to see and one she would never forget, or let Buffy for that matter.
"I’m sorry for my friend, she just was trying to protect another from a embarrassing moment." Faith smiled and held out a hand to help the woman up.
"Oh." The slightly older woman replied. She took the hand kindly and sat up,
"Ya see, our friend Red is out on her first date in a long time and Buff here, well she feels like a sister and didn’t want anything to go wrong, we heard you walking and then well y’know the rest." Faith turned her head to check out the lay of the land to get them out of the area.
"Uhm, I." She raised a brow trying to find a polite response.
"Sorry." Buffy stated in a pathetic apology.
"It’s alright sugar." She smiled sweetly. "You were just helping a friend." She stood in a hunched fashion, trying to stay covered by the bushes. "So what are we gonna do about my clothes?"
"Uh, clothes?" Buffy cleared her throat softly. "I uh, we’ll take care of that." She smiled.
Just on the other side of the bushes a breathless Tara spoke in a hushed tone. "Touch me Willow." She let her lips wrap around the pulse point on the woman’s neck, softly biting into the soft flesh, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to feel it.
Willow smiled and complied, her hand slowly moving down the woman’s body, it stopped at the button and fly of her jeans. Expertly with one had she unbuttoned and unzipped the old aged contraption and she slowly slid her hand under the material.
"Mmm." Tara moaned softly at the sensation of the other woman’s hand.
Continuing Willow slipped her hand beneath the silk fibbers of the blond witches’ panties and her hand descended to the smoldering core of her center. Sliding a finger between the slick folds vixen. The red head tantalized her clit with as light of a touch as she could.
Gasping at the contact, Tara’s hips raised to meet the touch, her body pleading for release, her mind craving the burst of feel good energy. "Please Willow." She needed it now.
Smiling inwardly Willow was proud that she was able to accomplish this with such an amazing woman as Tara. Letting her wish be granted the red head made full contact with the throbbing nerve center. Her middle finger ran over the skin in small circles with a pleasurable pressure.
Tara moaned out a little louder in joy, her body ranting at her. Ready and willing to climax at any moment that she would allow it, gaining more and more irritation that it hadn’t happened yet and that she was holding back.
Willow could sense Tara’s need and desire to explode, and she complied with the body’s want and slipped a finger inside her, moving it in and out slowly, building up to her finish, bringing her to the edge and back again, tantalizing the body’s quivering need. The reactions that she had felt in those moments let her know that Tara was ready she could feel her muscles flexing and un-flexing. Begging her fingers for what she wanted. Without hesitation Willow slipped a second finger in along side the other and pulled them in and out faster curling them up to rub over the ‘holy grail’ of all climaxes. With only a few strokes Tara was over the edge. Willow quickly pulled her mouth away from the feast that she was having and pressed her lips to Tara’s.
A sharp moan exited the blonde’s throat and was muffled by the other’s lips. Her eye’s rolled back into her head and she breathed in deeply as Willow’s fingers road out the orgasm with her, taking her to newer heights than she had ever experienced. Her back arching and body shivering. She was gone for at least two minuets on a shear wave of bliss. Her body calmed and it returned to the comfort and support of the plastic lounge chair. As her mind floated back to her body, she inhaled sharply and let a smile spread over her face. She rolled into Willow who was already snuggled close next to her waiting for Tara to return to her. As Tara’s eyes opened they met with a deep jade and she made a soft groan speaking. "Hey." She smiled again, snuggling into Willow.
"Hey." The red head replied.
"Your amazing."
Willow smiled. "So are you."
Two sets of lips met in a kiss that could have heated the entire arctic to boiling. Willow and Tara quickly dressed realizing where they were and how open it was. Both girls set a course back for the hotel room.
Edited by: WillowWise at: 11/25/04 4:59 am
by WillowWise » Sat Nov 20, 2004 12:41 am 
at: 12/12/04 11:11 am
