Coming Together: Special Hurricane Relief Edition (6 page)

She
finished quickly and reluctantly closed the door to the freezer
before opening the refrigerator door in search of something cold to
drink. The cool air felt good on her skin, but she knew the second
she closed the door, the air around her would seem even hotter than
it had before. She was surprised to find the fridge stocked. Sabrina
abhorred grocery shopping, but Liz quickly realized that the blonde
had opted in favor of the cool grocery store air and said to hell
with her dislike of shopping.

Liz
smiled when she saw a six-pack of her favorite beer and reached for a
bottle, loving the little woman more in that instant. Deciding she
was alone in the house, she walked out back to see if Sabrina had
gone for a swim. The deck was empty and after inspecting the water
with her toe, she could see why it was unoccupied. The pool water
felt more like bath water, and Liz took a long swig of beer before
sliding the cold bottle over her bare midriff.

Hot,
tired, drained, and lonely was a bad combination for the brunette,
and she returned to the house, slamming the door behind her. She had
no desire to sit down on the warm leather sofa and watch television,
nor did she feel the urge to boot up her computer and write. Truth be
told, she didn't have the energy for much of anything and decided to
walk down to the beach for a cigarette. She grabbed her smokes and
another beer and headed out the front door.

The
sun had disappeared behind her, casting an orange hue over the quiet
neighborhood. The temperature normally would have begun dropping at
this time of evening, but she found the air outside just as hot and
sticky as it had been earlier. There was one difference, however, and
that was the smell. The unpleasant aroma of hot air had been replaced
with the earthy, musky scent of rain and she breathed in deeply. Liz
let the salty sea air fill her lungs and momentarily forgot about the
heat as a noisy fishing boat rattled and chugged its way past the
dock as it entered the harbor.

She
was half way across the yard when the first few rain drops splattered
onto her overly warm skin. Liz looked toward the sky and said a
silent prayer that this wasn't another five minute sprinkle like
those that had teased of rain all week. She continued across the yard
and started down the steps to the semi-private beach that came with
the property. Lined on either side by tall bamboo stalks, a large
rock retaining wall and lush green bushes gave the impression that
you were descending into a very secluded haven. The sound of fishing
boats in the harbor was coupled with the gentle and rhythmic sound of
waves lapping at the sandy shore. The orange-pink glow was quickly
fading, giving the rocks and sand a soft purple tint that hinted at
the enveloping darkness to come.

Every
step lent more to the sense that you were leaving the world behind
and walking into a cocoon of nature. The light rain tapped at the
leaves, and Liz felt the stresses of her day fall away at the urging
of the soft staccato beat on either side of her. Three more steps
remained before her bare feet touched the sand and she could almost
feel the tiny grains shifting beneath her weight as she drew nearer.
A sudden sense of boding washed over her as she reached the next to
the last step, and she instinctively stopped and scanned the beach
from right to left.

Her
breath caught and held when her eyes gained sight of the woman at
water's edge. The low light cast an amazing glow on all things light
in color while the rocks and water appeared almost black. Standing as
she was, the small woman's silhouette was easily deciphered against
the inky backdrop of water, and Liz gazed on in silence. Everything
around her, the heat, the rain, the noise, ceased to register as all
of her senses honed in on the unsuspecting woman.

Liz
crept backwards up one step, carefully ensuring that her presence was
undetectable, and watched her lover dabble her toes in the surf as it
reached her feet again and again. The brunette smiled when Sabrina
stretched her arms out on either side and tilted her face to the sky.
Her woman. Strong and capable, but forever a child, Sabrina loved the
rain. Liz felt the first stirrings of arousal she'd had in over a
week and fought the urge to go to the smaller woman.

Thankful
she'd maintained her hiding place, she watched on as Sabrina untied
the knot at her left shoulder, letting her sarong glide down her lush
body and float to the sand. Standing just out of reach of the tide,
as naked as the day she was born, was the woman that had brought Liz
back to life. A breath of fresh air when the constraints of life
surrounded her like thick black plumes of smoke, Sabrina had saved
her from what could have been a lonely and unfulfilled existence.

Liz
greedily drank in the sight of her girl. Short blonde hair, creamy
skin, powerful legs, and a generous backside set the brunette's body
on fire. Liz felt her grip tighten on the glass bottle in her hands
as her body responded to the visual stimulus. Sabrina would never
know that the simple sight of her nude body drove Liz absolutely
insane with desire. She couldn't. Liz, herself, could barely wrap her
mind around it.

As
she often did, Liz had the urge to shout. The kind of abrupt noise
one makes when the feelings within them all join forces and demand to
be heard. She bit it back tonight and reveled in the excitement of
the unexpected voyeuristic opportunity. The rain began falling
harder. She could feel it gathering at various places on her skin and
then racing down her body. Likewise, Sabrina's skin glistened as the
rain coated her and Liz moaned softly when the blonde moved her hands
to her sides and slid them down over her hips, bending at the waist
and caressing her thighs.

Liz
downed the rest of her beer as Sabrina walked into the water and dove
in. She swam under the water for quite a while and the brunette
caught sight of her again when she emerged near the buoy for the
lobster pot. Liz grew envious at the thought of cool water caressing
naked flesh but remained hidden to watch as Sabrina began swimming
toward the sailboat. Long graceful strokes of her arms propelled the
blonde through the shimmering water, and Liz pulled off her sports
bra.

Her
nipples reacted instantly when she located the blonde floating on her
back near the bow of the ghostly white boat. Liz knew Sabrina was
replaying the day she slid her fingers beneath Liz's bathing suit and
fingered her senseless just below the surface of the water. The
brunette replayed the same scene in her own mind, recalling how dizzy
she'd been when she finally pushed away from the stimulation to keep
from drowning. Remembering the event now while she looked over her
lover's floating body brought forth a flood of sensation and she
stood to remove her flimsy running shorts.

The
top of Sabrina's thighs, chest and face were the only things visible
above the black water and Liz's gaze settled on the blonde's small,
pert breasts as they glistened wet beneath the moon. She licked her
lips, tasting the rain as it dripped down her face and imagined the
slick texture her tongue would find at Sabrina's breasts. Longing to
feel a firm nipple between her teeth, Liz made her way to the hammock
and sat on the side, facing the water. Sabrina floated for several
more minutes as thousands of raindrops splashed into the ocean,
creating a dancing mist around the blonde's body.

A
pale flash of lightning lit up the sky and when there was no thunder
Liz surmised that the bulk of the storm was yet to come. The cool
rain soaked her hair and coated her skin, removing the heat one fat
drop at a time. Her heart began to beat a bit faster as Sabrina
backstroked her way toward the beach. Every arc of her arm over her
head brought the blonde closer and closer until she reached the
shallow water near the beach. When she could no longer swim, Sabrina
walked back on her hands and sat down in about ten inches of water,
hugging her knees to her chest and resting her chin atop them to
stare out at the forest of sailboat masts in the harbor.

Liz
waited patiently, squinting through the growing darkness in an
attempt to make out the tattoos she knew to be on Sabrina's back.
Surrounded by darkness and lit by the moon, the lines of the smaller
woman's shoulders and back were clear, and Liz longed to reach out
and touch her. The brunette's desire grew exponentially when Sabrina
rose from the water and turned toward her, their eyes meeting and
holding, conveying the lust each woman had for the other in that
moment.

A
beautiful smile spread over the blonde's face when Liz reached out
and beckoned with her index finger. Sabrina began walking toward her
and watched as her lover spread her legs and pointed to the ground
between them. She knelt obediently and promptly placed a soft kiss on
Liz's knee. She then looked up, watching the brunette's reaction as
her tongue caressed its way up Liz's thigh. Sabrina drew so much joy
from bringing Liz pleasure, and when the taller woman leaned back in
the hammock with a soft moan, she whimpered in turn.

Liz
felt soft lips brushing over her pussy and subconsciously held her
breath, anticipating the first touch of the blonde's tongue. When it
came, her whole body stiffened momentarily, her feet pushing into the
sand. Sabrina's caresses were languid and gentle which allowed Liz to
relax as a dull tension made itself known in her abdomen. Her body
stiffened again when the blonde slid a finger into her pussy and upon
relaxing this time, was filled even further by the intruding digit.
Sabrina's mouth covered her clit and a series of moans erupted from
the brunette as every swipe of the girl's tongue caused her thighs to
tense, which in turn caused the hammock to swing away just slightly.

The
back and forth motion of her body brought more complete penetration,
and Liz was completely unprepared for more when Sabrina introduced
another finger. Her hands shot back to grasp the other side of the
hammock, and she groaned loudly with the pleasure of it all.
Apparently, the past week of heat-induced abstinence meant that she
was extra sensitive tonight, and her body was unraveling beneath the
blonde's touch at an alarming rate of speed. Sabrina was loving every
minute of Liz's undoing and sealed her mouth over the brunette's
clit, moaning around the hardened nub.

The
vibrations from the noise only served to escalate Liz's pleasure and
she thought she'd go mad when Sabrina's pinky began teasing at her
ass. The rain fell harder now, stimulating her everywhere it touched
and serving to spread the erotic sensations from her pussy through
the length of her body. Her lover's fingers pumped into her with
vigor and Liz's eyes shot open when she felt a finger slide into her
ass. She had precious little time to breathe before Sabrina located
the one spot inside her that ended it all. A ferocious orgasm ripped
through her rain-soaked frame, followed by a throaty cry of bliss
that was quickly carried away on the mounting winds.

Sabrina
watched it all; and Liz knew she craved more, always more, even as
she slowed her hands and allowed her lover to come down. Liz laid
there for what seemed like a long time but couldn't have been more
than a minute and sat up, looking down on the blonde at her feet. She
gave a subtle jerk of her head in the direction of the rock wall
marking the left boundary of their beach and Sabrina rose, offering
her hand to the brunette. Liz smiled and shook her head in denial.

Sabrina
didn't protest and walked toward the rocks, turning just before
reaching them only to have her wrists grasped by the brunette. Liz
had been much closer than she apparently expected and she felt her
arms being raised over her head as the brunette's body pressed into
her. Sabrina did her best to absorb the impact of her lover's
advance, but the rocks at her back prohibited any further movement in
that direction. Greedy lips crushed against her mouth as her wrists
and back were pressed even harder against the stone wall. The cool,
slick rain covering her skin was in sharp contrast to the warm, hard
body pressing into her and the blonde reeled at the intensity of the
combination.

Sabrina
parted her lips, seeking to deepen the kiss, but was denied when Liz
moved to bite her shoulder abruptly. A startled gasp flew from her
parted lips at the pain, but it was immediately replaced with
pleasure as Liz's tongue laved over the spot. Her neck was always
sensitive, but Liz knew the combination of the rain and her lover's
tongue took Sabrina to heaven. She was so distracted that she didn't
notice right away that Liz had pulled back and was staring at her.
When she did finally to open her eyes, the sight that greeted her
caused a jolt.

The
darkness kept Liz's face shadowed, but her wet hair picked up what
little light was available and danced on the wind that softly howled
its warning through the sailboat riggings and docks in the harbor.
Just then a bright flash of lightning lit the beach and Sabrina's
breath caught in her throat at the wild look of animal desire she saw
in her lover's green eyes. Never before had Liz felt such carnal need
and for a moment, she felt vulnerable, as if her need would overwhelm
her.

Those
feelings gave way when Liz moved her thigh between Sabrina's legs,
pressing upward quickly and without rel
ent. She felt the
muscles of her thigh flex against Sabrina's pulsing mound, and
Sabrina's body reacted without permission, acting only on instinct as
her hips jogged against Liz's thigh. The brunette leaned forward, her
breasts pressing into the smaller woman's chest as her teeth sank
into Sabrina's neck, harder this time.