"Wait, what? Where did this come from?" She reached out and tentatively brushed some hair out of my face, then buried her hands in the pockets of her shorts. I shrugged.
"I’m just being stupid, I guess." I looked down at my feet again, my hands fidgeting with a dish towel.
"No, come on. Talk to me, Brooklyn." She bent down so she could look into my eyes. "I can’t help if you won’t talk to me." Again I shrugged, but looked at her.
"I need to know, Cody. What am I to you? I mean..." Again I sighed. "You went home last night. To your mom. Is it, well..." My hands ran through my hair. "It’s stupid."
"No, it’s not." Cody brushed her knuckles down the side of my face, which gave me the courage to look at her. "You know, since you showed me what can happen, you know, with your family and stuff, and how quick it can all be over..." She snapped her fingers. "Like that. Yeah, my mom drives me nuts, but she’s all I got in the mom department. Brooklyn, I’m really trying to not fight with her. I’m starting school in a couple of weeks, so why not make this last little bit with her good, you know?" I shook my head.
"I don’t follow you."
"Well, I did what she said last night, going home for her family night cause I wanted to prove to her that I do care. I mean, I totally hated leaving last night. You know? It sucked!" She smiled. I gave her a weak smile. "But, I knew that I had tonight with you, and the next and the next, and, well, you got the idea."
I looked at her. "Do you want to be here, Cody?"
"Very much so," she said, no hesitation. "I guess I wasn’t making myself very clear." She smiled sheepishly. "Tell you what, there’s two of us here. How do you feel?"
I looked at her, terrified for a moment. Shit! She wants me to tell her how I feel! This was what I dreaded, opening my heart up to her, telling her what I wanted, and having her tell me, oops, sorry. Not for me.
But, I couldn’t think that way right now. I had to be as honest as I had asked her to be.
"Well," I said, looking up at her. "To be honest, I really want to see where this goes. I mean, I don’t know a whole lot about this sort of thing, and, well..." I shrugged with a grin. "Who would have thought with us, you know?" I smile, she smiled in turn. My face sobered and I reached out to take one of Cody’s. "Cody, I really like you, and I really care about you. I like this, and I like us. I just want to see where this road leads." She looked at me. "You know?"
"Yeah," she said, her voice quiet, almost a whisper. She grabbed me and hugged me to her. "Yeah, I do know. And I want to see where this leads, too, Brooklyn."
I felt like I was almost being crushed against her chest, but I didn’t care. There was nowhere else I would rather have been at that moment. I pulled away slightly, my hands reaching up to cup her face, and I brought her lips to mine. This wasn’t a kiss meant to tease or delight, this kiss was a promise.
* * *
We were both giggling as we ran in, our hair and clothes stuck to our bodies like a second skin.
"Where the hell did that come from?" Cody said, dropping her sketchpad onto the table in the kitchen. She had done her best to protect it under her clothing.
"I don’t know. Damn." I ran my hands through my hair, slicking the wet strands away from my face. We looked at each other and burst out into laughter all over again.
"So, anyway. You were saying before the deluge," Cody said, slipping out of her soggy shoes.
"Oh, right. So, Bill, the office asshole, and Mary, the office slut, what a combo, huh?" She grinned, heading toward the stairs. I followed. "Now, keep in mind that both are married."
"So, they’re boinking? Like fuck break in the copy room?"
"Exactly. In fact..." Cody pushed the door to the guest room open, and headed over toward the closet where she had a few things hung up from past times of being here, and also in case she forgot to bring clothes with her. I plopped down on the bed resting back on my hands. "One time someone went in there to make a copy and found one." I nearly giggled from the memory. "Apparently they felt the need to make a copy of one of their asses."
"Ew." Cody wrinkled up her nose as she unbuttoned her soggy cargos, then turned, her back to me as she pulled the shirt up and over her head.
"Yeah, tell me about it." I glanced up, my eyes following the lines of her back, the muscles and skin working as one, her spine defining it all. "You’ve got a nice back." She paused and pressed the wet tank against her breasts, before looking at me over her shoulder. The look she gave me stopped any train of thought I had, making me nearly breathless.
My body responded immediately, and suddenly I felt a fire spread through me that I thought would consume me whole. I felt my breathing jump about ten notches on the scale, waves of desire flowing though me to pool between my legs.
Cody slowly turned around to face me, the material of the shirt bunched up in her fists, just the barest bit of her toned stomach visible behind it. My eyes took all of her in, the shorts that were unbuttoned, the ends hanging open to show just the barest bit of red beneath. The long, tan legs, bare feet, wild, wet hair, and even wilder blue eyes. God, those eyes. Without a word, Cody dropped her arms to her sides, the tank falling to the floor.
I felt my breath catch, her breasts fully exposed to me, heaving with her own hurried breaths. My gaze was hungry as it took her in, the firm breasts of a nineteen-year-old girl, no, a nineteen-year-old woman. The nipples were a dusky brown, twin points, rising and falling with every breath she took. The skin of my palms suddenly itched to touch them, to be filled with the fullness.
Slowly I stood from the bed and began walking, Cody’s eyes following my every move. She took a step back, the predatory glare in my eyes too much for her. She was not safe from me. My hands reached out, making contact with her shoulders, and pushing. Cody hit the wall behind her with a whoosh of air from her lungs, my body pressed up against hers immediately. I needed her mouth, so I took it. I felt like a tiger had been released in me, and it was hungry.
Cody’s mouth gave way to mine, her tongue wrapping around mine, desperate moans filling my mouth, her hands wandering all over my body, finding my ass as I took what I wanted, pressing hard on her mouth, reaching my tongue as far as it could go. I felt like a drowning woman that only Cody could save.
Our breathing was fast and furious, hands groping, kneading, teasing. I moaned when I felt warm hands seep under my shirt, then felt the cold, wet material siding up my skin as Cody took my shirt off. I raised my arms above my head, allowing the garment to be tossed across the room. Next I felt fingers fumbling with my bra. I was about to offer help when it snapped open, the cool air making my erect nipples ache.
Cody’s mouth was on mine again, our naked torsos touching for the first time. God, I could have come from just that contact.
"God," Cody breathed into my mouth, her hands on my butt to press me even harder into her, hard nipples rubbing against each other. I felt a hot mouth on my neck, my face, licking down my throat and along my collar bones, then finally back up to my mouth.
"Down," I moaned, nearly falling to the hard wood, Cody following, our kiss never breaking as she fell in top of me, her leg roughly pushing mine apart, pressing into me. I moaned as her lips went to my neck, and spread my legs wider, allowing her thigh to reach in deeper, and raising my own against her. Cody’s lips found mine again, and the kiss was powerful, filled with unbelievable passion, one of Cody’s hands cupping my breast. I cried out, the pleasure filling my body, shooting straight south.
Cody’s body began to move faster, her breathing nearly out of control, mirroring my own. She was panting in my ear. The pressure inside was building, and I dug my fingers into Cody’s bare back, our short-clad lower bodies rubbing together with an almost animalistic intensity that didn’t even allow me to think.
"God!" I cried out as spasms overtook my body, pushing my lower body up into Cody, who also stilled, her teeth bared, eyes shut tight as she pushed herself up onto her hands, back arched as she came.
Panting, we still needed more.
Cody pushed herself off me, and stood, tugging her wet shorts and underwear off her body, kicking them away. I looked up at her, absolutely awe inspired. Her body was exquisite. The lines brilliant, muscles tone spectacular. She knelt beside me, tugging on my own shorts and underwear and socks.
"God, you’re gorgeous," she hissed, taking me in. I reached up, grabbed her around the neck and pulled her to me. As our fully naked bodies touched, and I arched up into her, needing as much contact as I could possibly get.
"Oh, baby," I moaned as her mouth found my neck, licking a trail of fire up to my ear where she sucked on my earlobe, gently nibbling it until I giggled. Her mouth continued back down my neck, finding the hollow of my throat where she lavished it with long licks, then moving down further, my hands buried in her thick hair, which tickled my skin as she moved along to my left breast. I sucked in a breath at the sensations as she began to suckle me. "Yes," I breathed, sucking my lower lip in as my neck arched, my fingers massaging Cody’s scalp. Her tongue came out as she moved away, licking just the very tip of my hard nipple, sending even more shivers through me. Her fingers replaced her mouth as she moved to my other breast.
My hips began to rock against her stomach. I could hear my wetness as it made contact with her skin, which of course turned me on all the more. I thrust myself shamelessly into her mouth, feeling as if I’d die if she didn’t suck just a little harder, my hands leaving her hair and beginning to wander down her back and shoulders, feeling the softness of her skin, so hot beneath my touch.
Cody’s mouth left my breasts and worked its way across my stomach as she settled in next to me, her hand reaching down to gently stroke the tangled hair, slightly darker than that on my head. I gasped as she pushed through to the soft wetness that was hidden.
"Wow," she breathed, breaking from my skin to look down at what she’d found. "So wet." She smiled at me, so much wonder in her eyes.
"Come here," I said, near breathless as I pulled her to my mouth. She brought her mouth to mine, her fingers still exploring, two of them finding my clit, making me jump. She chuckled into my mouth, then her hand really began to work, pleasuring me just from exploring.
I began to pant into her mouth, my hips rocking steadily as Cody’s fingers continued to play my body like she would a fine guitar, strumming me to bring me to my crescendo.
I reached down, guiding two of her fingers inside. Cody sucked in a breath as she slid inside easily, filling me. She began to slowly pump in and out of me, marveling at what she was doing like a child with a new toy.
As if she had been taken over, Cody’s mouth latched onto one of my breasts, sucking and tugging with her teeth in time with her hand as she filled me only to pull back out, then fill me again.
My heavy breathing was constant now, the pressure building with each stroke of her fingers, with each tug of her mouth.
Finally with a cry, I could take no more and I didn’t just fall over that proverbial edge, I was thrown over with wings to send me soaring.
I stilled her hand as she continued to stroke, needing to catch my breath. Cody gently pulled out of me, and crawled up my body, hers laying flat against my own, the weight welcome and thoroughly erotic. She found my mouth, desperate as she took it, made it her own.
With a growl, I pushed her off and onto her back, me following close behind. My mouth ravaged any available skin, tasting, biting, licking, sucking. I made my way down to her breasts, which had been captivating me for weeks.
"Wow," I moaned as I filled a hand with one. "So soft." Tentatively I laid my body out next to hers, taking her breast in my palm, and holding it up to my waiting mouth, flicking my tongue out over the rigid flesh. Cody’s head flopped down onto the floor, her neck arching to expose an incredibly tempting expanse of skin, though right now my attention was far too taken by this beautiful gift before me.
Leaning over more, I took as much into my mouth as I could, causing her to cry out, a hand grabbing onto my shoulder almost painfully, but I didn’t care. I sucked her nipple between my upper and lower teeth, running the rough edges against the tender skin, eliciting the most beautiful sounds from her throat, her hips jumping off the floor, then beginning to move. I could smell her, and it made me wild.
As I sucked, I followed Cody’s example and made a slow trek down between quivering thighs, feeling the wet heat as I got closer. I had no idea the human body could get so hot without combusting.
"Please, Brooklyn," she begged as I found her patch. Surprisingly, she had the hair cut short in a perfect natural triangle.
My fingers found the sensitive spot almost immediately as it stood on end, full of blood and feeling.
It was hard trying to keep the rhythm of my mouth as I explored with my hands, but I was determined.
I ran my palm over her, hearing the wetness gather as I passed, then passing over the other way, her hips jumping with each pass over her clit. Finally I brought my fingers back to her, running two through the slickness, ending at her most swollen part, and began to rub.
Cody’s entire body bucked as she pulled air in between closed teeth. It took only moments before her body stiffened, her toes curling as she cried out, her hand wrapping itself in my hair.
"My god," she panted as I slowly took my hand away from her, moving back up to lie beside her, kissing her closed eyelids, her flushed cheeks, and finally finding her open mouth. She responded to my kiss, her tongue cool from the rapid intake of air during her climax.
Finally settling down, Cody’s eyes opened and she looked at me. I smiled at her, rather proud of myself.
"Hey," she said, still breathy.
"Hi, beautiful."
"Dude, what a ride."
"Amen to that."
Part 14
I pulled my legs up closer to my body, then tugged at the ends of the sheet wrapped around me. The sun was just coming up over the horizon, the welcome heat shining on my face through the large windows in the solarium. Cody was still sleeping in the bed in the room behind me, but I needed some time alone. To think.
After our initial burst of passion on the floor in the spare bedroom, it had continued, seemingly nonstop, since. I looked at the clock once we'd moved it to the bigger bed in my room, and we had literally woken every two hours to start all over again.
A smile and the heat of a blush roamed over my face and down my neck at the memory. God, the way she made my body tingle, the way she touched me. After that first time, Cody's hands and body had become slow and gentle, our passionate sex turning into slow, measured moves as we made love.
I closed my eyes, feeling her fingers roaming over my skin, touching my breasts as if she relished the feel, taste and look. My body stretched out across the bed like a fat cat, nearly purring with her ministrations. It was almost hard to believe that Cody had never done any of those things before. I guess she was just a natural.
Our bodies, covered with sweat and all the juices of love, rubbed together, hands sliding through hair, over skin, finding all the right places that made the other moan and thrust.
A shiver washed through me as I ran a hand through my hair, stopping halfway, realizing I could still smell Cody on my skin.
"Hey," I heard, the tone low and unsure. I looked back over my shoulder at Cody, who looked at me, almost fearful.
"Hey," I said, my voice just as low.
"Are you okay?" She stepped around me dressed in a tank and shorts, plopping down in a matching chair, her hands curled politely in her lap. I nodded with a smile.
"Yeah. I'm just thinking. Last night..." I looked away, staring out into the backyard. I could feel Cody's eyes on me. How did I tell her that I wasn't regretting it, or backtracking, but just needed to think things through. I hadn't intended things to happen as they had, but had just been overtaken by the moment, and her unbelievable sensuality, and the needs of my own body. Never in my life had I felt so out of control, yet so filled with power.
"And...?"
Shaken from my reverie, I remembered the reason for my blush was sitting beside me. I could see the worry in her eyes, and I didn't want to freak her out again or make her think that I was having second thoughts. I took one of her hands in mine, and smiled at her.
"Cody..." My thumb rubbed slowly across the soft skin of the back of her hand. She was literally holding her breath, I think waiting for the other shoe to drop. "I loved what we did last night, and this morning." I grinned at her blush. "And not to worry, I'm not freaked out or regretting anything. I just need some time to myself to think for an hour or so." I ducked my head so I could look into her eyes. She met my gaze. "Okay?"
"Yeah." She nodded, giving me a brave smile. "Do you want me to go home?" Her voice was incredibly small, amazing me. Never did I think I'd see Cody so vulnerable as she was at that moment. It just endeared her to me that much more.
"Come here, you." I wrapped my fingers around the back of her neck, and pulled her to me to give her a small kiss. Patting her cheek lovingly, I said, "I'm craving orange juice. Get me some?" I gave her the most beseeching look I could muster. She gave me a grin, that crooked, cocky grin that I had grown to love expect.
I turned back toward the windows.
"Oh, Cody?"
"Yeah?" she called from within the bedroom. I looked at her over my shoulder.
"Take my keys from the hook in the kitchen. Take my car."
"Nice," she said as she headed out the door.
I ran my hands through my hair, then scrubbed my face with my hands and blew out a breath.
The thoughts kept swirling through my mind of what my parents would think of this. I had to laugh at that idea. It wouldn't have mattered, but it still would have been nice to have some sort of guidance. This was the blind leading the blind, and it was unnerving. But did we ever learn a lot last night.
Stop it! Time to reflect, not remember.
What about the fact that Cody was a woman? I had never really had the typical, oh I had a crush on my fifth grade teacher, deal. I had known lesbians and gay men off and on throughout my life, but I had never felt a need to be one of them, or the urge or pull toward women.
But Cody.
I don't know that it was so much her gender that drew me to her, but Cody, herself. Who she was as a person, what her beliefs were, and how she approached life. She has made me feel more than I have in years, if ever. She has given me insight into myself, into what drives me. Last night meant more to me than that entire time Keith and I had dated. No comparison.
How did we get here? What do I want from this? I couldn't help but wonder if this was love, as I'd been suspecting for some time, or lust, which I'd also played with. Could I enter into this with Cody and see it going somewhere? Hell, could she? Cody was so young, and just now figuring out what she and life were all about.
I sighed, stretching my legs out in front of me, surprisingly sore from last night's activities. A low chuckle escaped my throat, filled with promises.
I missed Cody.
Standing and raising my arms high above my head, I closed my eyes as I stretched, a small squeak falling out of my mouth as I did.
Heading back into the house, I checked the bedside clock to see that I had been sitting in the solarium for over an hour. It was almost six-thirty in the morning, and I missed Cody. I wanted to spend the day with her.
A mischievous grin spread across my face as I grabbed the cordless phone from its cradle. My mind whirled as I tried to think of what to say as I dialed my office number. Finally Rhonda's voicemail picked up.
"Hi, Ron it's Brooklyn. I won't be in today. I'm not feeling so hot. See you tomorrow."
I hung the phone up, feeling beyond guilty, then dialed another number.
"Hello?" came Keith's voice after two and a half rings.
"Good morning, Keith."
"Hey, you, what's up?" I could almost picture him sitting on his front deck, sipping his morning tea after the daily two-mile run.
"Well, I was wondering if you could live without Cody today." I chewed on my bottom lip, wondering if I was doing the right thing by going behind Cody's back.
"Why?" he drawled.
"Cause," I hedged. Keith paused.
"Hmm. I have no clue what's up, but I won't push. You two crazy cats have fun."
My face broke open in a huge grin.
"You're the best, Keith!"
"I know. Now leave me alone. Some of us have to work."
My next call was to Cody's cell phone.
"Hello?" Cody's voice was slightly hesitant.
"Hey, gorgeous," I purred. I could almost feel the smile through the phone line.
"Whaz up?" she purred right back.
"I miss you." I flopped down on the bed, the sheet that had been wrapped around my body slowly sliding from my skin.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. Come back?"
"You got it, baby."
A shiver squirmed down my spine at the word. As I pushed the off button on the phone, I held the receiver against my chest, sighing happily.
I should probably get dressed before she arrives home.
Yay! She was coming back!
I scrambled around the bedroom, tossing clothes out behind me as I looked for that perfect pair of grunge clothes. Wait. I stopped, old t-shirt in hand, what does it matter? She's seen me naked, for crying out loud!
"Hehe." Pulling on the first thing I saw, I shoved all the clothes back into the drawer, and headed downstairs. Good timing as I heard a car pull into the driveway. A quick glance out the front window showed Cody pulling up in my very own car. I felt my heart skip a beat, wondering what today would bring.
Ding dong.
Taking a deep breath, I ran my hands through my hair, and walked to the door, opening it to see a very sheepish Cody standing on the stoop. I was charmed all over again.
"Hey," she said. I noticed her hands behind her back. What are you up to, Code?
"Hey." I leaned against the doorframe. "Whatcha got there?"
"Well," she took a step toward me, still ever the shy one. "Um, I know it's a little late for this..." She shrugged bashfully, then brought her hand out from behind her back. "Here." I looked down at the small bouquet of red carnations with a single red rose in the middle. "I was wondering if you, well, you know..." She was actually shuffling her feet! "If you'd like to go out on a date with me?" Blue eyes slowly lifted, and met mine. I was speechless, mesmerized beyond words. I nodded. Cody grinned, and the sun came out from behind the clouds.
I took the flowers, bringing them to my nose, and inhaling the beautiful scent. I looked up at her, seeing that silly grin of hers.
"How aren't you taken?" I asked, cocking my head to the side as I took her in. She looked at me, the smile slowly fading.
"I am," she said quietly.
God, mom, you'd love her!
* * *
Cody led us down the street, the picnic basket she'd bought full of breakfast goodies, swinging at her side. As we walked, we both glanced over at each other, both bashful in our attempts to sneak peeks, and take that much more in of the other. I truly felt like a giddy teenager.
Neither of us spoke as we made our way toward the park at the end of my block, both of us shrouded in hooded sweat jackets that I'd grabbed to keep the early morning chill at bay. Though I have to say, being this close to her, I was warming up inside already.
"I called off work today," I began as we walked across the grass, still sparkling from the early morning rain.
"Oh yeah?" she asked, pulling the folded up vinyl tablecloth from between her arm and her body. I nodded.
"Yup. I called off work for you, too." I snuck a gaze at her, worried she'd be angry. All I saw, to my immense relief, was a wicked grin.
"Oh, yeah?" she drawled again. She began to spread the red and white checkered cloth out across the grass as I began to rummage through the basket, only to have my wrist slapped. "Not yet," she warned, waggling a finger at me, which I really wanted to take in my mouth right about now.
"So, since I went to bed with you before our first official date, does that make me a slut?" I teased. Oh, the redness that suddenly sprinkled across Cody's cheeks was so worth it. Quickly enough she managed to get the blush under control, and slowly brought stuff out of the basket. She cleared her throat.
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