Muse (Closed)

[AlysaNewport]

Alysa took a step back to regain a foot hold from Emily’s last barrage of angered words. Her bottom lips sore from her biting into it. Her eyes ached from the tearing and her fighting the tears with all she had. She gasped at straws trying to find the words to calm her adversary but nothing came to her. For how can you tell someone to stop hurting and move on? That was what got them to his point now in the first place. She tried the leverage with Max and it confused the raging bull but for a moment, now she regained her footing and was coming full force again.

Alysa unable to hold her ground she turned in defeat. She slowly began to rattle off every painting signing, what paintings were displayed at the signings. She even described what she was wearing at each one. She began to account for all the paintings and what they meant to Emily according to what she told the media. She even began to give Emily her Biography, and then she fell silent.

A breeze began to come off of the ocean, blowing her hair off of her neck, cooling her skin. Her blue orbs watched the sunset losing herself into the beauty. The crashing waves drowned out Emily’s heavy breathing. She stood there in silence, staring at the streams of colors, listening to the waves and smelling the fresh air. She gently wiped the tears away with a growing ache to just toss her hands up and walk away.

Turning toward Emily, slight shaking of her head. “Go on, live in yourself pity. Live with the pain and be alone, miserable it fits you. I offered you my hand, a path back to life, you slap it away like some mutt, find go to hell. Your next mediocre work should be called the suicide of a painter.” She held up her hand, “I’m going back and be with people whom want to live. You can stay here and put your head in the sand and hope the world pass you by, and I’m here to tell you that is exactly what will happen then tell me who in the hell will remember the two of you, No one.” She walked away but stopped to add, “I will be up there if you have a change of heart and want to take my hand and walk down this path of pain and hope then come and take it. If not …. Good Bye Emily.” she headed back toward the pizza Parlor.

 

[heartofcourage]

Emily stood in silence as she watched Alysa walk away. Good, run away, she thought to herself as she thought about the last flurry of words that Alysa had shot back at her before she stormed off. I don’t need a high maintenance person in my life, she thought as she turned and started to walk down the beach.

It was completely dark by the time she made it home. Her studio was gloomy as she flicked on the over head lights and everything was bathed in a yellow glow. Moving towards the unfinished canvas, she sat on her stool and pondered the nature of the woman that she’d painted.

It seemed that the would be model had studied her life. She sounded like a stalker, but more than that, she sounded like a person who actually cared. Why was it that the one person she couldn’t stand right then was the one person in the world who cared if she lived or died?

Picking up the brush, she carefully and meticulously started to paint in the features of a delicate face. It should have been Matty, she reminded herself, but it wasn’t. It would never be again. This was Alysa, that passionate and fiery person who got under her skin like no other. She painted all that passion on her face, her imagination running wild by the time she finished,

It was sometime around one in the morning that she picked up the phone and called Max, telling him to get his sorry ass to her studio. He wasn’t happy. He never was, she thought as she let him into the loft about an hour later. He looked like he’d just left a party and reeked of booze. Not that she didn’t enjoy a good party now and then, but this was his job and he damn well needed to work.

“It’s good.” Max said, staring at the canvas for a long moment. “Really good. Up there with the old stuff.”

“You have a buyer?” She asked, standing behind him with her arms crossed over her chest.

“I can find one easily. You got anymore?” He asked, glancing at her as she let out a long sigh.

“Yeah, you can take that one too.” She said, pointing to the one of Matty that hung on the wall. Max looked at her with surprise, his mouth hanging open. “Don’t make a big deal out of nothing. You wanted art and this is what I’m giving you. Take it or leave it.”

“I’ll take them both then.” He said, helping her to carry both paintings down the stairs and load them into his car.

As the trunk slammed, she looked at him for a long moment. “That model you hired…I want her back. Pay her what she wants and don’t get cheap.”

With that, she turned away, leaving Max scratching his head on the curb while she made her way to her studio to hide away for the rest of the evening.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Choice words flowed through Alysa’s mind but none crossed them as she stormed away from the painter. Her emotions all shaded in gray none taking a definite color but all were there tossed into kettle and stirred up with the shit stick. She stopped at the beach rope fence, her gaze studying the pizza parlor while her mind made a frantic attempt to sort and separate her emotions, to prioritize them but all the paths eventually at the moment lead to the path of, “The hell with her!” she whispered out loud to herself. “I don’t need this crap; I have problems of my own.”

She ran her hand through her hair fighting back the tears; they were a mixture identical to her emotions. Her second time running her fingers through her hair ended in her grabbing a hand full and pulling it. “Let it go, the hell with her.” she muttered as she turned back toward the beach to see if Emily was on her way up, but to her surprise Emily was just a small figure walking away down the beach. “Fine.” she turned away and headed the other way and down toward the water.

She didn’t know how far nor how long she watched the sunset and the moonrise. However, the evening chill snapped her out deep thoughts, thoughts of what was next on her list of things to do. She had the Parlor to run, her so-called modeling career to continue, her messed up and soon to be worse relationship with Jimmy, but this wasn’t about any of this, it was about her, about Emily. She let out a heavy sigh before making her way back to her car.

The drive was not directed anywhere, she didn’t want to go home to battle it out with Jimmy, she didn’t want to stay in the office at the parlor, and she sure in the hell didn’t want to go to the studio where Emily was. Therefore, she shoved the selector in drive and drove. She made a few turns here, a few there and some more here before pulling over to the curb, pushing her seat back and drifted off into a welcoming sleep.

The ringing of her cell phone brought her up from her stupor. “Hello.” she wiped the small balls of sleep out of her eyes. “What?” her head slightly shook, “NO! I don’t care. I said I don’t C … How much? There is no way I am staying with H… I don’t care about that roo… That is not … Fine!” She slapped the off button. Her eyes looked around, “What the Hell, No way in hell.” She got out of the car and looked with her mouth open for right in front of her was Emily’s studio.

Sighing and shaking her head in disbelief, “I’m still asleep, just having a nightmare.” She told herself as she took her first steps of many to get up to the top. “If I’m staying here, she is getting the damn elevator fixed!” she mouthed half way up the stairs. Her bitching came to a halt just a little past the half way mark for she fought to catch her breathing. “I need to go to the gym more often, err to start going,” she corrected herself as she came to the most important door in this place at the moment.

She knocked upon the door and held a stern face while she waited for her to answer the door.

 

[heartofcourage]

Emily had changed into her normal night attire of short back shorts and a tight white tank top. Her red hair was pulled into a high ponytail as she washed her face in front of her bathroom vanity. She couldn’t believe the different person that was staring back from her reflection.

She’d once been happy and vibrant, a girl that had a moody temperament, but balanced it with a sweetness that made many people want to be her friend. Somewhere along the way she had quit caring. Maybe it was the injustice that she thought she suffered thanks to fate, but sometimes she wished that she had that side of herself back.

Splashing water over her face, she paused as she heard someone knocking at the door. Scrubbing a towel over the water droplets, she moved through the studio towards the door. She hoped that one of the building tenants wasn’t having a problem. It was all she needed to be out trying to solve a leaky pipe in the middle of the night.

Pulling open the door, she came up short as she saw Alysa standing there. She parted her lips to speak and found herself unable to form the words she wanted to say. They stared at one another for a long moment before she turned aside and let her walk inside. Damn, Max worked fast, she thought to herself.

After she closed the door behind her, she turned to watch Alysa for a moment, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she fought for the courage to say what needed to be said.

“Listen, I’m sorry for what I said earlier.” She said softly.

 

[AlysaNewport]

The gaze was intense that came between them both. Each one seemed to be biting their lower lip. Finally, Emily stepped to the side and gave way for Alysa’s pissed off advancement into the room. She stood with her back to Emily for a few seconds chomping at the words Max told her. Her hands lifted to her hips as she turned around to face her. “I …” She stopped as Emily spoke up just slightly before her. A brow rose over her orb as she looked upon Emily. The tank top spoke to her eyes as she looked at the breast sticking outward from the tightness of her tank. She followed the smooth lines of her curvy globe then over her cleavage to the other perfectly formed breast. She slightly, seductively licked her lower lip and swallowed the hard lump that was forming in her throat.

Peeling her eyes away from her breast and into her Emily’s tired looking orbs; she listened to the words that were spoken. She slightly shook her head, “No your not. I don’t know what is up with you. You bitch me out, tell me to basically go to hell and stay out of your life, and then you call Max wanting me back. I wouldn’t have touched this again, but when he said, he had a blank check with my name on it that changed the game. So tell me what position do you want me in this time? And should I put a bag over my head so that you can picture someone else’s head?” She spun around shoving her hands up to her face taking a deep breath. “Fuck, Why?” She turned around slightly grinding her teeth. “Why Emily? Tell me why you made that call to Max wanting me back?” She moved toward her. “Why?” She moved up extremely close to Emily’s face, “Why?” She repeated the question again. Her heart pounding being this close to her, she wanted to turn and walk away or did she? Her eyes searched those of Emily’s, looking so deep as if she was trying to see Emily’s soul.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Does there have to be a reason, Alysa?” Emily asked, placing her hands on her hips as the other woman started to rant and rave. She sighed softly, so very tired of the whole situation by the time that Alysa came back to stand in front of her.

“I don’t want to be alone!” She shouted, her eyes tearing from Alysa’s and staring at the ground. “I wanted you back because I didn’t want to be alone.”

It was such a softly whispered admission that it almost was never made. She sighed and ran her hands through her red hair, turning away from Emily for a long moment to stare at the blank spot on the wall where Matty’s picture hung.

“When I painted you, it all felt so right. I can’t really explain it, but it felt like you belonged in that chair while I sat behind my canvas.” Shaking her head, she turned back towards Alysa, pausing a moment before she continued. “I miss her. So much that it hurts. My heart has ached every moment since she’s been gone.”

Tears gathered and fell as she broke down before this woman that she barely knew. “And then you came along. You fucking came along and took that ache away.”

 

[AlysaNewport]

Alysa took a step back from the outburst that she should have expected but nonetheless was caught off guard by it. She knew that feeling that Emily was having, one that you just wanted to throw life’s misery out the window and cuddle up to someone and live only in that moment of time. Time of no worries or pain just the warm feeling of someone there holding you tight. She lowered her eyes from Emily to the floor, somewhat ashamed that she pressed Emily so hard against the wall.

She began to say something but stopped when Emily turned away from her, her hands gliding through her red hair. She seemed to be facing an empty spot on the wall before speaking again. Alysa lowered her gaze to the floor upon hearing what was being said. She slightly shook her head at her own tepidness style towards her.

Her eyes rebounded up from the floor to the tear filling eyes of Emily. She searched her face with caring eyes but was too afraid to move up to the plate. Her mind bounced back to the beach and the pain that hit her from Emily’s retort towards her. She wanted so much to walk up to her and hold her tight and tell her all will be okay, but that wasn’t the case. What this was at the moment was Emily’s rebounding from a lost love. Something that she told herself to back away from but couldn’t.

She walked over to her and wiped a tear way with her fingers. Her blue orbs locking onto hers. “Emily, You don’t love her any less by allowing the pain to stop. She will always be in your heart and your memories.” She wrapped her arms around her waist and placed her chin upon her shoulder. “I’m just going to say this and walk away to allow you to ponder this. What would she be telling you right now in your present situation. Who she want you to seek happiness or continue to spiral downward into deep depression. If you come up with an honest answer of seeking happiness. Then I will be over there looking over the city lights.”

 

[heartofcourage]

Emily was surprised when Alysa took her in her arms, wiping away her tears and holding her tightly. She sucked in a sharp breath, her body stiff as she tried not to sink into the other woman’s embrace. It felt so right though, she though as Alysa told her to think about what Matty would have wanted for her life.

Matty would have wanted her to move on. To find new life. To love again. Those thoughts were all so hard to fathom though. She slowly let out her breath as Alysa stepped away towards the windows that over looked the city. She watched the blonde for a moment before she moved next to her.

Looking out over the same lights, she felt a familiar itch in her fingers. She had to paint before the moment was gone.

“Raise up your arms.” She said, pulling Alysa’s shirt over her head. “I’m going to position you and I don’t want you to move.” She said as she placed Alysa’s palms against the cool glass, arching the woman’s body to present her lovely shaped ass to the painter.

“Perfect.” Emily breathed as she hurried over to place a fresh canvas on her easel. Mixing up the paints, she kept looking at the alluring picture that Alysa presented, standing before the window topless as she stared out at something unknown.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Alysa smiled, this was not what she was expecting but she was being paid to be the model of this painter. She wanted to move just for the spite of it, the fun to wrestle with Emily around on the floor striping her of her clothes and allowing the bodies to rub together. She began to imagine how that would feel rubbing her form against Emily. The more she watched the images that her mind sent to her, the more she became aroused. Her pussy slowly began to glisten up with her own flowing juice. “Emily.” Alysa moaned outward in a whisper the desire and lust slowly burning up her body and igniting in her eyes.

She swallowed hard the burning that was now in her throat, but she remained still as told to do. She allowed the images of them to continue to fuel her passion and just maybe the inspired painter would notice her mood. The condition she was falling into. Slightly allowing her eyes to fall upon a beautiful horizon of city lights she allowed her mind to make love to this painter. She wanted to feel every inch of Emily’s body with her hands and most definitely her tongue. She was on fire, her pussy ached with the wanting need to be touched. “Emily.” She whispered again as the burning continued to deepen. She could feel the juice sliding down her legs as her mind continued to feed the fuel.

She licked her lower lip with anticipation of tasting that nectar that she knew would be flowing from Emily during their rubbing of bodies together. She could smell the sweetness of sex that her mind showed her what it would look like. She swallowed hard whispering her wantings and desires. “Emily.” She moaned again as the images turned even more erotic…

 

[heartofcourage]

Emily distantly heard the throaty moans and whispers as Alysa squirmed before the windows, staying just in the place that she’d been put in. She was impressed that the other woman had followed her instructions and she was sure that this painting would be absolutely breathtaking.

“Don’t move, Alysa.” Emily corrected as she painted in a thick pallet of charcoal greys and white.

Alysa’s features were illuminated in the glass, showing her that she was incredibly turned on by the thoughts that were racing through her head. She painted that look, captured the reflection. She painted the trail of glistening juices that trailed down one inner thigh, shimmering in the moonlight that bathed her body.

Beyond her, the city twinkled in the pre dawn hours. A hint of pink in the sky made the painting come to life. It was rough, primal, and would take hours to refine, but it was stunning, she thought as she finally placed her brush back down on the little table that she used.

Her eyes then turned towards the woman that was squirming in desperate need. She slid off the stool, slowly making her way to Alysa. Pressing her body against the beautiful woman’s back, she allowed her fingers to stray into the wetness that marked her entrance.

“Is this what you wanted, Alysa? Is this what you’re begging for?” She purred against her ear as her fingers teased the hard, throbbing clit before slipping two fingers deep into her pussy.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Images of Emily holding her, caressing her body sent shivers down her spine; a longing ache burned deep in her soul wanting what her mind was showing her, but a sense of loss swept across her as she realized that this was just a dream as a small tear fell from her cheek. Her eyes opened slowly looking upon the city, watching each light popping on then making wishes as if each light was a falling star to wish upon.

“Emily,” She cried out once more as the tears continued to flow down her cheek. Her early life crush was so close to her but yet so far away with a love that stopped a pain only to create another pain of anger. She closed her eyes trying to fight off the feeling of sorrow and wanting to find that place where she was just at. She wanted back in that feeling of comfort even if it was a dream. Then it hit her, now she understood Emily’s’ refusing to let go of Matty, for now she didn’t want to let go of just a dream. She felt small now giving Emily so much grief when she didn’t really even know what she was going through until now.

She gasped from the touch of a warm body; Emily’s body pressed up against her back brought an instant sense of comfort to her. She leaned back into the arms of Emily panting when she felt her hands sliding down into her inner thigh, moaning from the touch that sent liquid flames down into her already heated inferno. “OH GOD!” She moaned when Emily teased her slippery clit sending jerks and spasms across her body as she jumped over the edge and screamed as the heated climax rocked outward from her heated core. “Emily! God please!” she shook as another orgasm claimed her breath. She gasped as two fingers entered into her passage. “Please fuck me!” she hissed through her rapid breathing. She began to hump and grind into Emily’s palm and penetrating fingers. She gasped as her body jerked and buckled under the extreme orgasms that rocketed through her once more. “Emily!” she gasped her hand riding out the waves of hot liquid flowing over Emily’s hand. “Please let me have you now.” She leaned back and pressed her lips against Emily’s, her tongue slightly pressing up against hers, tasting her lips before pressing on entering into her mouth. Her tongue explored the hot, wet tongue of Emily’s before exploring the rest of her mouth, savoring the taste of her.

She slowly pulled away and looked into her eyes. “Lets to go bed. Where I want to show you how much I want you.” She allowed the tears of emotional overload to flow down her cheek.

 

[heartofcourage]

Emily had always thought that Matty was a sexual creature, one that was breathtaking in her pleasure, but all that changed the moment that Alysa came in her hand. She moaned softly, her fingers coated with sticky sweet liquid as Alysa rode her fingers to completion. It was a beautiful moment, she decided, one that perfectly complimented the painting that was waiting to be completed.

Then Alysa pressed back against her, their lips meeting in a breathtaking kiss. It was like electricity shot through her body, energizing her as their tongues met and explored. Well, this certainly escalated quickly, Emily thought as Alysa took the upper hand and showed her what a kiss could be between them.

Emily whimpered as the kiss broke and the beautiful woman before her turned and looked into her eyes. There was a suggestion to go to bed, to explore one another, and as Emily looked into Alysa’s tearstained face, she knew that she wanted that very much.

Taking her hand, Emily pulled Alysa behind her, entering the room that no one else had been in since Matty’s death. Turning to her lover, she had to admit that she was nervous. It had been so long since she’d been with anyone that the very thought made her tremble a she stood there before Alysa.

 

[AlysaNewport]

A dream is a state of mind that one seeks subconsciously while they sleep but at this moment when her eyes meet those of Emily’s with the words already out before Alysa realized what she suggested to the woman of her wanting. She waited for the repercussion of those words, but what came to her, forced her to question if this was a dream or a moment of a turning point in Emily’s life. She squeezed the hand as it slipped into hers and lightly pulled her to follow.

Alysa’s eyes met those of Emily’s while she stood on the threshold of a new beginning. She was nervous being here where someone held the heart of the woman she so desperately wanted to be with at this moment. Would she measure up and be able to carry the same candle with the emotional stability as Matty did with an inspirational noticing painter that could capture moments that no one else would take a second look. She froze for a moment to make sure this is where she wanted to be.

She turned slightly and looked down the hall toward the spare bedroom but then came to an understanding that this was Emily’s attempt to move on, a milestone to change the definition of this room and what it meant to her. She waited a moment longer as if giving a last moment of respect to the woman whom passed away, then entered into the room and walked over to where Emily stood. Her blue orbs seductively traveled from the gorgeous face to the protruding breasts confined behind a tight tank top, lingering for a few moments, taking in the beauty of perfect curves of each globe before moving down to the black shorts and gazing upon the inner thigh, a place where she wanted to be at this very moment. Her gaze returned to blazing blue orbs of Emily “You are so gorgeous.” she whispered moving closer to her. Her body aching with each step that she took closer to the woman she had for years dreamed about being with but never thought it would be.

She reached out with her hands, took a firm grip upon the bottom of her tank top, and slowly pulled it up until her belly button was reveled to her. She slowly lowered herself to her knees gazing at the marvelous way her skin formed around it, she bit her lower lip and took one more gaze up into Emily’s eyes before pressing her lips to the soft skin, her tongue swirled around the button tasting the silky skin before slowly dipping into the hole with her tongue tip. She swirled it around a few times before moving out and retreating into the hot mouth that was now lightly kissing the very same hole that her tongue had just explored. Her hand slowly pushed the fabric upward, exposing more flesh to her seeking gaze. Her lips followed lightly kissing the skin, her tongue tip glazed over the just kissed area before moving up another inch of her toned abs.

Her breathing was heavy and rasped with each inch she moved up, her tongue tip exploring the skin while her lips placed loving kisses, teasing her skin, her eyes gazed upward taking in Emily’s reactions to her lovemaking. She could feel Emily’s trembling, the moment she started and it continued even more as she made her way up, pushing the fabric up with each advancement, while the tongue and lips explored the newly exposed skin. She moaned as the heat of the moment consumed her again. “God you’re amazing.” She whispered just moments before her lips sealed upon the soft flesh of her upper ribs.

She slowly pushed the rolled up tank top to the bottom of the perfect globes of Emily. She slowly lowered herself back upon her calves and allowed her fingers to lightly move over the skin that her lips and tongue just explored. Her fingertips lightly raking over the flesh and squeezing the areas that her mouth and tongue did not get to explore which was very little. She wanted to feel everything that this woman had to offer and at the moment, it was everything.

She returned back down to the navel pressing her lips against her skin once more and this time her hands took a hold of her shorts waistband and slowly pushed them downward. Her tongue tip exploring the sweet skin giving way to her lips as a kiss was placed before sliding down a little more. Her hands pushed more of the shorts downward giving more skin to be lightly tasted by her tongue and approved by her lips.

Her hands pushed the confining shorts down past area that Alysa’s desire was seeking. She pulled back and allowed the lovely legs of Emily to step out of her shorts. Her attention returned to the now panty covered area. She paused for a moment letting the desire to build within the woman she was so much desiring to taste.

She looked up taking in the beauty of Emily savoring the moment before pressing her hand upon the heated core of Emily’s inner thighs. Her hand formed perfectly upon the mound while her thumb pressed and glided up and down the woman’s folds of her pussy, pressing the folds up against her palm base of her fingers with her thumb, using her forefinger knuckle as a base to grind the soft lips against. Her other hand lightly explored the woman’s soft flesh of her legs. She breathed in heavily taking in the scent of the woman’s sex…

 

[heartofcourage]

Emily was nervous, following behind Alysa as she pulled her down the hall and into her bedroom. It had been a long time since anyone besides her had been in there and the memories of Mattie were everywhere. Her clothes were still in the closet, her books still on the nightstand, her toothbrush still in the bathroom. She was worried that it would freak Alysa out, but as she was pulled to face the other woman, she could see something in her eyes that told her that it wouldn’t be a problem.

She actually blushed as Alysa told her she was gorgeous, a hot flush covering her face and neck as the beautiful woman before he took a step forward and started to pull her tank top up her body. Her flat belly was exposed, her tiny belly button shown to Alysa’s gaze. She shivered as Alysa kneeled, her tongue swirling around her button until Emily moaned softly.

“Oh.” Emily cooed, her fingers finding Alysa’s hair and tangling in her tresses as the fabric of her tank was pushed up further, exposing more of the hard plains of her body.

She was so close to her breasts and she almost wanted to beg her to touch them, but the little minx sucked upon the skin over her ribs, teasing her with nips and caresses as her tank stopped just beneath her breasts. She moaned again as Alysa’s hands caressed over her belly, exploring her body in minute details.

“Jesus, Aly…” Emily moaned as her tongue started its path across her skin as her shorts were suddenly pushed down.

She stepped out of them, her black panties now covering her sex as Alysa’s hand cupped her pussy, pressing against her wet folds. She whimpered, bucking her hips against the hand as she nibbled on her bottom lip. The woman was teasing her intensely and she almost reached her limit.

Her hand curled tightly in Alysa’s hair, dragging her to her feet. Her hungry lips found her lover’s, claiming her in a passion kiss that made her dizzy. She wanted this woman and she was going to have this woman.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Alysa’s hot tongue was about to lash out and take a taste of Emily’s wet spot when she felt the woman’s fingers entangling in her hair and slowly pulled upward. Alysa knew to follow the hand gesture so she kissed her way back up the taunt abs of her newly found lover until she stood eye to eye with the object of her desire. The love could not be more visible at this very moment as her heart rapidly beat to the rising temperature of her soul; the sting of ache was in the pit of her stomach. She licked her drying lips with the moisture laced tongue tip in anticipation of Emily’s approaching lips.

The kiss came as their lips locked and their tongues fought for dominance of space, each wanting to taste the bliss of the other. Their tongues swirled and raked across each other then Alysa’s tongue recessed back and allowed Emily’s to advance and explore her hot cavern for a few moments before she played the cat and chased Emily’s retreating tongue to her domain and explored her. Her arms wrapping around the small waist and lightly pulled the woman deeper into their kiss. She lightly parted their lips to take a deep breath and release the lustful tension through a deep moan before pressing forward with her lips once more.

She broke the kiss as the desire was burning too much and she wanted to taste this woman’s skin once more. She kissed her way down from the perfect wet lips over the tight angular chin so the soft nape of her lover. Her moisture laced tip slithering out and lightly raking over the blissful tasting skin. She pressed her mouth forward clamping her lips upon the skin as she sucked the flesh into her hot mouth, giving her lover the high school level hickey upon her nape.

Meanwhile, her hand slide under the tank top in the back and caressed the flesh of Emily’s shoulders, kneading the skin with her clenching fingers, the other hand slide down the curve of Emily’s ass and palmed the wonderful globe, her fingers squeezed the firm flesh as well pulling her more into the embrace. Her love for this woman was so intense and pure that she was going to lay it all out for her.

 

[heartofcourage]

Emily whimpered as Alysa’s lips crashed down upon hers. The moment ripped the breath from her lungs, filling her with an emotion that was indescribable. She melted against Alysa’s naked curves, her hands loosening their hold in her hair. She ran her fingers down her shoulders, over Alysa’s back until she was squeezing that delicious ass that had tempted her while she painted.

As the kiss broke, Emily’s eyes fluttered open and she looked at Alysa with a burning desire. She wanted this woman, even if they had just met. There was something about her that called through the darkness and wanted to make her live again. She nipped at Alysa’s lips before her lover started to kiss down her chin and to her throat.

She moaned deeply, her neck always a soft spot of hers. Her hips flexed forward, teasing against Alysa’s naked pussy, another moan leaving her lips as Alysa started to suck on her skin, leaving a hickey that would darken by the morning time.

“Fuck, Aly…” She whispered as Alysa’s hand slid under the tank, kneading her skin with the most delicious way.

When her fingers found her ass and squeezed, Emily swore she was ready to climb the walls. “You’re such a tease.” She hissed, her lips crashing down on Alysa’s once more, her tongue swirling against her lover’s in a fight for dominance.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Alysa’s blood was boiling from the kissing and nipping that Emily was doing to her. She could feel Emily opening up to her with each touch and verbal moaning statement. She could feel the heated pussy of her lover pressing outward to her while she kneaded and palmed the gorgeous woman’s ass. Lust and desire wasn’t the only thing that rocketing skyward it was the love that she has held inside of her for years, she always wondered how this woman would feel in her arms, how she would feel making love to but all that was now just a fading dream for it was all being answered now.

She moaned deeply upon feeling Emily’s wet tongue sliding into her hot mouth. The tips of their tongue swirling around feeling the soft texture of each other before one would retreat and allow the other to advance savoring each other’s taste. Alysa clenched Emily’s tongue with her lips on the last dominate push into her mouth only to pull lightly backward and allowed it to pop lose from her lips. “You haven’t felt me teasing you yet.” Alysa moaned when she pushed the vixen backwards and up against the wall. Her hands grabbed each wrist and placed the above Emily’s head where she shifted her hands allowing one to hold both as the other one moved down Emily’s arm’s and collar bone. She pressed her hips forward as she was done too earlier. Her hand now glided over the ampleness of her lover’s breasts, her fingers kneading the soft flesh as her palm moved over the hardened nipple palming her through the tank.

She lowered her lips into her lover’s nape and once again began biting and sucking the skin deep into her mouth. Meanwhile her hand traveled down from the breast to the rolled up apart of the tank and began to pull and push the fabric upward over her breasts exposing them. Instantly her hand palmed the non-covered breast, kneading the soft flesh with her fingertips. She moaned feeling the hard nipple scratching her bare palm. She pulled away from her lovers nape, “Fuck Emily you feel so good.” She cried while her hand franticly pushed the rolled up fabric up Emily’s arms. She stops at the crossing point of her wrists where her other hand took over the fabric twisting it a little so that it would tie the wrist together then resume holding her to the wall.

Her breathing was rapid and filled with wanting desire. “I’m going to show you how much you mean to me. How much I’ve wanted this in my life.” She voiced as she lowered her lips to the hard tip of her breast and sucked it into her mouth. She nibbled and rolled her tongue over the hard nub savoring the rough texture of her nipple, her hand now taking a hold of the curved globe squeezing it while she continued to maw the hard flesh with her teeth.

She rose up and looked into her lovers eyes with her own lust filled ones, the salvia still dangling down from her chin. She bit her lip as she took in her lover’s beauty. “I want you Emily, more now than I ever have.” She hissed before moving down and sucking in the other hard nipple into her wet mouth, she allowed her hot salvia to flow down over Emily’s breast. She wet sucking sounds pushed Alysa deeper into the mist of wanting desire…

 

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Emily gasped as she was pushed backwards, her back pressing against the wall as Alysa held her trapped. Her whimpered as her wrists were pulled above her head. She was surprised at how strong Alysa was as she held her in place easily with one hand and trailed her free hand down her arm and over her collarbone. She sighed, tipping her head backwards against the wall as Alysa’s hips pressed against hers tightly.

“Oh, fuck.” She moaned as her fingers kneaded her breasts through her tank top. Damn that scrap of fabric that shielded her breast from the feel of her lover’s hand. She jolted against her lover’s grasp as her palm moved over her nipple, palming the growing little nub with ease.

Alysa’s head nibbled on the nape of her neck, sucking and bruise the skin beneath her lips. Emily was in heaven and in hell, her hands pulling against her lover’s grip as she tried to free herself to touch the sexy woman. Then she felt the tank being pulling up and over her breasts, the taunt pink peaks begging for attention in the most wanton way.

The moment that her hand palmed her breasts, Emily let out a hiss between her teeth, a rush of warm wetness settling between her thighs as Alysa played her body like a finely tuned instrument. She was in an erotic haze as her tank was pushed up to her wrists, twisted to hold her bound.

“Oh, god!” She cried out as Alysa’s lips sucked upon her hard nipple, the pink bud sucked between those full lips in an instant.

It seemed that Alysa was a lover of a woman’s breasts and Emily watched her make love to hers with her fingers and her lips. She whimpered at the erotic sight of her lover feeding from her, fueling their desire with the sounds of her wet suckling.

“Jesus, Alysa.” She moaned, drawing the blonde’s eyes back up towards hers. “I want you. Now.” She begged, her lips nibbling on her lower lip.