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Authors: Lynn James

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“We did talk about it once, what it would be like to take our friendship to a sexual level. So we kissed…once. There was nothing there. No sparks, no chemistry and we both agreed it was like kissing our sister. And that grossed us both out quite a bit.”

Elaine laughed—did she sound relieved? Now that she understood Elaine’s turmoil about her ex and her own future, Devon had to wonder exactly where she stood in Elaine’s plans. A few kisses, or something more?

“Besides, our friendship was too important to risk. Stacey is the first person outside of my family that loved me unconditionally. And I love her the same way. But it never has been and never will be romantic love. Neither of us ever wants that to change.”

“So did you two ever like the same women…ever compete?”

Devon hesitated for a moment before answering Elaine’s question. It was better to get this out now. “No. Never. And neither of us will be in a relationship with someone who can’t or won’t accept our friendship.”

“I’m sorry for asking. I didn’t mean to pry. I was just curious.”

Devon nodded in understanding.

“I can’t believe anyone would be interested in
her
after meeting you.” Elaine looked as if she hadn’t meant to say the words out loud.

Devon was surprised by the remark and saw what she thought to be complete sincerity in Elaine’s expression. Maybe she was just fishing when she asked softly, “What does that mean?”

Elaine smiled. “Don’t get me wrong, your friend is attractive. I didn’t mean to sound rude. It’s just that…I mean, surely you know how beautiful and charming you are. I really can’t imagine anyone not wanting to be with you.”

Devon’s breath caught, partly because of Elaine’s words, but more from the desire she saw simmering in Elaine’s eyes. She felt herself flush and didn’t know quite how to respond to the compliment.
Oh my God, I’m blushing?
Embarrassed
,
she focused on trying to hide her flushed cheeks, but she knew it was profoundly obvious.

“Thank you,” she finally said. “That’s nice of you to say. We need wood, right? I’ll go.”

Elaine watched Devon escape into the night, glad for once it wasn’t her running for cover. She was surprised her honest compliment had perplexed Devon, who always seemed so poised.

Devon seemed more composed when she came back, leaving Elaine with her increasing struggle not to stare as Devon took care of the basic fire tending chores. She could stand in a corner all day and just watch the woman move.

Finished with the fire, Devon stretched and the T-shirt she was wearing lifted just enough for Elaine to see her midriff, firm and inviting. Elaine hoped that Devon hadn’t heard her struggle for breath. Her body began to sweat and it had nothing to do with the now crackling fire. Those flames paled in comparison to the fire that Devon awakened in her.

It was going to be a very long night.

When Devon had kissed her, it seemed as though the world had spun around her. She just felt right. The feelings she had toward Devon were completely new to Elaine and she didn’t know what to do with them.

It did no good to remind herself she was here to search for poachers and escape to the solitude of the mountains. She didn’t need or want to feel this kind of desire for a woman who would be gone in a couple of weeks. Elaine wasn’t ready for a fling and Devon definitely wasn’t fling material.

Elaine couldn’t presume that there would be a future for them off this mountain. How could she even entertain the possibility?

Devon raised her arms over her head, enjoying another good stretch before slipping away to the bathroom. Several minutes later she returned in shorts and another well-worn shirt.
My God, doesn’t the woman own any clothes that aren’t so sexy?

Elaine quickly made her own escape to the bathroom. She had to leave the room or she couldn’t be held responsible for her actions. She was finding it harder and harder to control her desire for Devon. The woman had her salivating like Pavlov’s dog.

After she showered and brushed her teeth, Elaine finally returned to the main room, to find that Devon had already retired for the night. The only light still on was next to the chair. She glanced at the couch as she turned off the light and crawled into bed next to Devon. She knew she could sleep on the couch again, but couldn’t resist sleeping next to Devon another night.

They lay still, not touching each other. Devon’s back was to her and Elaine couldn’t stand it. She wanted Devon to roll over. She wanted to look into her eyes. She wanted to feel that beautiful body pressed against hers. She wanted…

Elaine felt the long sleek body next to her tremble. “Are you cold?”

“No. I’m fine.” The words were belied by a palpable shiver of the covers.

“Come here,” Elaine gently commanded.

Elaine had only meant to hold Devon, to warm her, or at least that was what she told herself for the moments it took Devon to roll over. But as soon as Devon’s body filled her arms, conscious thought escaped her and the desire that had been building all evening took over. With an uncontrollable hunger she claimed Devon’s mouth. The voices that had been screaming all the reasons that she shouldn’t be doing this were silenced as Devon’s tongue slipped into her mouth. Her desire for Devon was all consuming and she was powerless against it.

Devon finally forced her arms to move long enough to push Elaine slightly away. “Elaine, please don’t kiss me if you’re going to stop there. I…I can’t take it.”

Elaine gazed down into the soft gray eyes that were illuminated by the fire and saw the vulnerability they reflected. She knew it was her own fault that Devon would be leery of her intentions. She lowered her head and placed another soft kiss on Devon’s lips. She watched as Devon’s eyes darkened with desire and she knew that she was beyond the point of return. How could she possibly not make love to Devon?

Elaine gently cupped Devon’s cheek, her eyes intense as she quietly whispered, “I’m going to make love to you. I’m going to make love to you all night.”

Elaine felt her soften, yielding in her arms. Devon moaned as Elaine bent her head to reclaim Devon’s lips. She wrapped one arm around Devon, holding her close while the other hand cupped Devon’s head, pulling her deeper into their kiss. Their kiss varied from deliciously gentle to probing and hungry. Elaine heard Devon whimper in surrender as she rolled her onto her back. “Elaine…”

“Yes, Devon…God, yes.”

It was amazing how such simple words freed her mind, opened her body and sent any and all reservations fleeing. Suddenly, there were far too many clothes separating her body from Devon’s, but she wasn’t willing to stop kissing long enough to remove them. The breathless merging of their mouths and manic tasting of each other’s lips and tongues continued until Elaine’s need to feel Devon, all of her, became unbearable.

She nudged Devon’s T-shirt upward, only to have Devon seize the hem and yank it off. Their impatience and growing need as they hastily removed the other’s clothes only heightened Elaine’s arousal.

“My God…you are so beautiful,” Elaine whispered.

Devon placed a gentle hand on Elaine’s cheek and slowly rubbed her thumb over Elaine’s bottom lip. “Clearly you haven’t looked in a mirror. You take my breath away.”

“I haven’t yet, but I certainly intend to,” she murmured against her lips before claiming them with a renewed hunger.

Bare, skin against skin, Elaine slowly lowered herself. Devon’s legs naturally parted making room to cradle Elaine’s hips. She gazed into Devon’s eyes; eyes that reflected her trust and desire as she pulled Elaine’s mouth to hers again.

Elaine was quickly consumed with Devon’s long, deep, wet kisses that made her dizzy with need.

“Jesus, I love kissing you,” Elaine whispered huskily. “You have been in my dreams every single night since the first day we met.”

From the light of the burning fire and the moonlight filtering through the window, Elaine could see the fiery passion building in Devon’s eyes. She moaned as Devon’s hands slid down and stroked her breast. Elaine’s nipples were firm and every part of her body responded to Devon’s touch. She felt like she was going to melt from the heat of Devon’s fingers.

Before Elaine could resist, Devon rolled her onto her back. Elaine opened her thighs to Devon’s gentle insistence. Elaine’s hips rocked against her and Devon’s body molded to her, finding an answering rhythm. Every inch of skin that touched Devon’s was on fire and it radiated down to the throbbing between her legs.

Devon kissed her neck, slowly and softly. Long, slow kisses trailed down across her chest to her breasts. Devon’s mouth was greedy at Elaine’s breast, opening to take more of her inside before swirling her tongue around Elaine’s taut nipple.

With Devon’s body moving against her own, Elaine sensed a woman who was starving to pleasure her as much as she longed to be pleasured. Devon’s breath was heavy on her body and her eyes were bright with need. Her hands and mouth left no doubt that Devon wanted
her
. It was a feeling that Elaine had not experienced in a very long time.

When Devon’s mouth moved to feast on her other breast she couldn’t think. She could only feel…could only surrender to Devon’s passion.

Devon’s hands and mouth slowly explored her body, leaving a trail of wet kisses until Elaine’s sweetness surrounded her. Devon was hungry to taste her. She had never before wanted a woman the way she wanted Elaine at that very moment. Elaine’s body was so responsive to her touch and her hips rolled and pushed against her. She had never felt so primal. So aroused. So in control and out of control at the same time.

Elaine thought that she would lose her mind as Devon settled between her legs. Sure hands spread her thighs farther and Elaine closed her eyes in surrender.

At the first stroke of Devon’s tongue, Elaine knew that it wouldn’t take long for her to climax, something that had never been particularly easy for her.

“God, Elaine, you taste so good.”

“Devon, you’re driving me crazy.”

Elaine was incredible and Devon wanted to savor every nuance, every taste, every moan. She could feel Elaine’s body drawing closer to climax, but she wasn’t ready for this to end. She had never enjoyed a woman so thoroughly. She felt intoxicated by Elaine and knew that once wouldn’t be enough. Devon moved her mouth to Elaine’s thigh, gently kissing and nipping.

“Please, Devon! Don’t tease me…Please!”

Elaine’s hands settled on the back of Devon’s head guiding her mouth to where she so desperately needed it. Devon finally closed over her, letting her greedy tongue seek out Elaine’s throbbing clit. She used her shoulders to push Elaine’s legs up, spreading her, opening her completely. Elaine was unable to control her body as she felt the quiver in her thighs grow stronger.

Devon reached for Elaine’s hands, using them to pull Elaine more firmly against her mouth. She delighted in Elaine writhing under her. She sucked Elaine hard into her mouth, her tongue playing over her.

“Oh, God! Don’t stop!”

Elaine freed her hands, wrapping her fingers in Devon’s hair, holding her mouth firmly against her aching body. Finally, with one hard thrust, Devon buried her tongue deep inside her. Elaine climaxed with a loud moan followed by a heavy gasp. Devon felt each quiver, each vibration emanate from Elaine’s body.

Elaine finally released her hold on Devon’s head, intending to pull her into her arms. She hadn’t meant to hold Devon so hard against her. She wanted to be held by the woman who had so thoroughly ravaged her body. But Devon held her hips firmly and continued to stroke her gently with her tongue, dipping into her wetness, tasting her reward. This time the thundering in Elaine’s ears didn’t drown out the moans that she heard from Devon.

“Jesus, Devon!”

Elaine hadn’t thought that her body would respond again so quickly. But Devon seemed to know just how she needed to be touched and licked, exactly what would make her body respond even after her climax just moments before.

“Fuck…Oh my God!” Elaine screamed as the feeling intensified once more.

Devon’s hands smoothed over her belly, down across her hips and thighs. She intended to go slow this time, to take her time, but she just couldn’t control herself as she pulled Elaine’s hips more firmly to her mouth. When her tongue had first dipped into Elaine, a craving had careened through her body and she knew it wouldn’t soon be satisfied. She reveled in Elaine’s moans of pleasure driving her to continue.

Elaine climaxed again with more force than she could have imagined. Devon never lost her rhythm, never quit stroking her. Elaine heard herself begging, but hardly recognized the voice as her own. She couldn’t see beyond the bright flashes of light behind her eyelids as her back arched urging Devon to bury her face deeper. And Devon did, greedily taking everything that Elaine had to offer.

Devon finally lay with her head resting on Elaine’s thigh, feeling it quiver under her cheek as she softly caressed Elaine’s stomach, allowing her to catch her breath. Just as Elaine was about to ask Devon to come and hold her, she felt Devon’s fingers slide inside her body.

Elaine had rarely been able to orgasm twice and never so close together. In truth, she had always been grateful to achieve orgasm once. But twice was an anomaly and three times…well, that just didn’t happen to Elaine. But Devon wasn’t done with her. She wanted to tell Devon that she couldn’t again. She didn’t want to disappoint Devon by not reaching another orgasm, but before she could even complete her thoughts, she felt her body responding yet again. Devon slid in and out of Elaine, at first slow and gentle, as she enjoyed the feel of Elaine’s warm center as the silky wetness enveloped her fingers. The unhurried and tender pace made way for a faster, deeper motion that left Elaine wondering how she could have ever doubted Devon and her ability to bring her to climax
again.

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