Love in E Flat (28 page)

Agata reached up and took Lou’s hand, bringing it to her breast, a move that had both women gasping at the initial contact. She gently cupped Agata’s breast and ran her fingers across the hard nipple. Agata moaned into her mouth as she pulled Lou so close Lou could barely breathe.

“God,” she whispered and smiled when Agata shivered.

“Do not stop.”

Hearing Agata’s almost desperate plea, Lou quickly unbuttoned Agata’s silky blouse and in one movement had the front closure of her bra opened.

Agata let out a cry and arched her back, feeling Lou’s determined fingers dance across her breasts. “Oh, my God.”

“I know,” Lou whispered into her ear as she gently kissed and nibbled.

Agata ran her fingers down Lou’s back and slipped them under her sweater, feeling the soft skin now covered in a sheen of perspiration. “I love the feel of you against me.” She then struggled out of her blouse and bra with Lou’s help.

Immediately, Lou found Agata’s breast, and took her nipple into her mouth. “Oh, Aggie,” she mumbled against her breast. She needed to feel Agata, all of her. Her hands roamed over her body—her breasts, the soft skin of her stomach and hips. All of it intoxicating to Lou.

“Lou,” Agata nearly whimpered, feeling Lou’s hands lovingly exploring her body.

Lou slipped her hand farther, her fingers swirling around Agata’s stomach. “So soft.” Lou’s lips traveled from one breast to the other, leaving Agata gasping and desperately clinging to her. Agata arched her back and parted her legs.

Lou was now wild to touch Agata, who tried to struggle out of her slacks. Lou moved back and pushed her hands away, quickly pulling Agata’s slacks off, along with the silky black thong. The sight of it drove Lou crazy; she forced herself to go slow and savor each moment.
 

Agata was breathing like a steam engine and looked up at Lou. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Lou looked into her deep blue eyes.

“Oh, for god’s sake, do something!” Agata desperately called out. Her breathing was ragged and coarse as she reached for Lou.

Lou stood and smiled at the bewildered look on Agata’s face. “I cannot believe how much I want you.” She slowly took off her sweater, never losing eye contact with Agata, who just watched her, transfixed as Lou slowly took off the rest of her clothes and now stood naked beside the bed. “This is not just sex. We both know it’s more than that.”

“Yes,” Agata said, her voice trembling. “But, Loushka, if we don’t have sex soon…”

Lou gently ran her fingertips between Aggie’s breasts, teasing them, and Agata smiled and closed her eyes. She lifted her arms above her head, as if offering herself to Lou.

Taking the offering, Lou slipped in beside Agata, lying on her side, reveling in Agata’s milky white skin. “My God, you’re beautiful.” She bent down and placed a light kiss on Agata’s stomach, feeling her muscles flutter beneath her lips. She ran her fingers up and down Agata’s body and smiled as the gooseflesh instantly appeared. Her hands felt every curve, every line. She closed her eyes and smiled as if committing it to memory.

“What are you doing to me?” Agata whispered.

“The Braille system. In case someday I go blind from constantly gazing at your beautiful body.”

Agata smiled, and tears formed in her eyes. “You undo me. I do not know what to say to you.”

“Nothing,” Lou said, kissing her tears away. She kissed her lips, her chin, and her lovely neck. “Just let me love you.” She ran her fingers once again over the quivering flesh. She gently traced the line of her hips, then upward, cupping the fullness of her breast.

Agata bit her lip in an effort to keep from crying out. “Kiss me,” she pleaded.

Lou took a breath and lowered her body over Agata, who instinctively parted her legs. She smiled up at Lou and winked. Lou smiled, as well. “What a woman I have.” Lou kissed her deeply.

Agata wrapped her arms around Lou’s neck and pulled her completely on top of her. Lou easily and naturally lay between her thighs. Both women gasped at the feel of bodies touching for the first time; it was pure heaven to Lou. Her hand wandered down Agata’s torso, until she stopped when Agata groaned. “I need you now, Aggie.”

“Yes, Lou. Now, please.” Agata shivered as Lou’s fingers lightly danced lower until she felt the warmth greet her.

Agata arched her back when she felt Lou’s fingers bring her right to the edge. “Lou, inside, please…” She whimpered as she thrust her hips shamelessly higher.

Lou easily slipped two fingers in, and with a few thrusts, she felt the inner walls clamp around her fingers. When Lou ran her thumb lightly over her clit, that was it. Agata arched into her touch and cried out. Her body shook as she clung to Lou and screamed out her name as the orgasm raked through her body. When she started speaking in Russian or Polish, Lou grinned.

Agata was a mass of quivering flesh as she quickly rolled Lou onto her back. Lou was stunned, and by the look on Agata’s face, so was she. “That was incredible,” Agata said in a coarse voice.

Lou grinned again. “Was that Russian or Polish back there?”

Agata laughed, as well. “We will see if you know another language.”

“I can speak pig Latin.”

“We shall see.” Filled with confidence, Agata slid her hand down Lou’s taut abdomen, pausing to allow her fingers to tease around her navel. “You are in very good shape.”

Lou closed her eyes, trying to control her shivering body. “I-I do work out, on occasion.” Her stomach muscles clenched and quivered every time Agata touched her.

Agata smiled, watching Lou trying to concentrate. It was rather intoxicating to see her try not to succumb to her touch. “Look at me, Loushka,” Agata murmured against her lips as she kissed her.

Lou looked up, in deep concentration. “You try to be in control too much.” Agata ran her fingers across Lou’s breasts, her fingernails gently raking across her nipple. Lou grimaced and laughed nervously as she held her breath. “See? Even now when you want to cry out, you do not.” Agata kissed her again, her tongue easily slipping past her lips; she loved to hear the desperate whimper from Lou as she deepened the kiss.
 

“You have strong muscle beneath this soft skin,” Agata whispered. “It calls to me to caress.”

“Don’t let me stop you,” Lou said breathlessly. “You’re killing me.”

Agata slipped her fingers farther, moaning when she felt the moisture greet her fingertips. “Heavenly,” she said. Lou arched her back, welcoming Agata’s touch. “Is this all right for you? I want to please you as you have pleased me.” She kissed the corner of her mouth, then her lips. “Does this please you?”

Lou could only nod furiously. She was helpless with Agata, never felt this way with anyone else. “Oh, God,” she called out as Agata slid her fingers through her. Lou gasped and bucked her hips. “Now, Aggie.”

Agata flicked her fingertips over her swollen clit; Lou’s body stiffened as tight as Agata’s cello bow. It was a remarkable sight, to see muscles contract and glisten as Lou’s were doing at this moment. She bent down, nibbling at Lou’s ear. “Such beautiful power you have, Loushka. And to think,” she whispered, “it belongs to me. How grateful I am to you. You are magnificent. Now,” she continued to whisper her ear, “give yourself to me.” She quickly plunged three fingers deep within Lou, amazed as the warm walls clamped around her fingers; she could stay within Lou forever.

“Oh, God!” Lou cried out as she felt the orgasm knife through her body. She did lose all control; she couldn’t stop the orgasm rippling through her. She shamelessly bucked her hips with every thrust. Never had she let go with such abandon before. Never had she felt this much passion and desire. “Okay, okay. My God! No more!” she cried out, quickly grabbing at Agata’s hand.

 
Aggie grinned as she loomed over Lou’s helpless body as it twitched and trembled. She bent down and kissed Lou’s dry lips.

“Shit,” Lou said.

Agata pulled back and raised an eyebrow. “Pig Latin?”

“When I can move, you’re in trouble. Come here.” Lou pulled her beside her.

Agata cuddled into her shoulder but not before she pulled the satin sheet over them. They lay in silence for long moments, caressing each other beneath the sheets.

“You made me feel so…” Agata stopped and finished her thought in Russian.

Lou chuckled. “You’ll have to tell me what you said, sweetie.”

“Someday, I will,” Agata said, cuddling closer again. “For now, you just make me feel.”

Lou pulled her close. “That’s good enough for me.” When Lou heard the soft sniff, she gently rolled Agata onto her back, shocked to see tears in her eyes. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

Agata sniffed once again. “Nothing is wrong. And I need tissue.”

Lou reached over her and snagged a couple from the box. Agata allowed her to wipe the tears from her cheek, then gently dab her nose. “There, all better?”

“Yes, it is.” Agata reached up to caress Lou’s cheek. “
Dzikuj
.”

Lou kissed the palm of her hand. “My pleasure.”

“You overwhelm me.” Agata looked into her eyes. She slowly parted her legs and smiled, and Lou raised an eyebrow and nestled between them.

“Can I interest you in something else?” Lou asked.

“You are thinking of something?” Agata asked, her heart racing at whatever Lou had in mind.

“I can think of a thing or two.” She kissed Agata softly on the lips, then moved slowly down the length of her body, kissing her breasts, her stomach, and hips on her way down.

Agata sighed. “You are
diabeB
.”

Lou looked up and grinned. “Tell me what you said later.” She continued to kiss Agata’s hips and farther still.

“If I can talk.” Agata arched her back and cried out when she felt Lou’s tongue against her. She immediately grabbed two handfuls of hair and held Lou in place. The feeling was exquisite; her body twitched with each flick of Lou’s tongue. Her orgasm came in glorious waves until they subsided, and Lou lovingly placed a kiss against her, then sensually moved to lie next to her.

Agata sighed, her body still tingling when Lou kissed her, then cuddled next to her. Once again, Agata pulled the sheet over them as they lay in each other’s arms.

“That was all so wonderful,” Agata said.

“It was,” Lou said, gently stroking her shoulder. She smiled when she felt Agata’s eyelashes flutter against the top of her breast. “You sleepy?”

“Hmm. Not too much, just very comfortable. I am comfortable with you.”

“I feel the same. I know we’ve only met, and there’s a ton of stuff we don’t know about each other.”

“But there is much we do know. We know important things. The rest we will learn as we go.”

“I like to watch football all day on Sundays.”

Agata looked up. “I practice cello most of the day. So I will practice, and you will watch football. There. That is one thing cleared up. What else?” She rolled over and lay on her stomach, placing her head on Lou’s chest, flinging one arm across her body.

“Let’s see. What else?” Lou lazily ran her fingertips across the soft skin of Agata’s back. “I care nothing of fashion.”

“That is okay. I do.”

“You’ll dress me?”

“And undress you. What else?” She looked up at Lou. “You are slob?”

Lou laughed. “No, I’m a neat person. Put the top back on the toothpaste. Put the dishes in the dishwasher. I use the hamper daily.”

“Good because I am slob.”