Not Enough Time by A. Hawk

Not Enough Time
By A. Hawk

Disclaimer: This is an original story and not based on any one else’s life, trauma or drama. However, I would like to say that the use of Sarah McLachlan’s “ I Love You” was not with her or Network’s permission, but that no harm was intended in the use and I am ever so grateful to be able to give you full credit.

Please do not read if you are under 18, at work or in any place where the idea of two women in love, lust or whatever might be offensive. However, if you can’t do that, please be smart about it.

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The sky grew darker as Michelle waited on her lover to arrive. It felt like an eternity since she’d last seen her but it had only been seven days. In the scheme of things that wasn’t such a long time, but in her heart - it seemed much, much more.

Michelle spent the last few moments before her lover arrived placing the finishing touches on the meal that she had prepared for them. Because of her lover’s schedule, Michelle tried to always make their time together as special as possible. Michelle did this not because her lover made her, but because she wanted to. She was the only woman that had ever made Michelle want to do anything. She was the only woman or person for that matter that Michelle had ever let get close. And, though their relationship was not perfect, Michelle would not change a thing.

A knock on the door brought Michelle out of her wistful state and she smiled. She was never late or early. Always on time. She opened the door and smiled brightly as a dozen long stemmed red roses greeted her.

“Hi.” The same soft brown eyes that she fell in love with five years ago greeted her own bright green. The voice was just as soft and gentle.

“Hi.” Was all she could manage in response. How it was that she was terminally awestruck by her lover’s beauty was a mystery to Michelle. One she had no desire to solve. Michelle motioned her lover in as she took the flowers from her hand. In doing so, her lover gently ran her index finger over the back on Michelle’s hand. The touch was nearly imperceptible, yet it sent a heat that radiated to Michelle’s very core.

Michelle proceeded to place the flowers in a vase. As she did so, she felt her lover’s arms wrap around her waist while her lips gently kissed Michelle’s right ear lobe. The kiss grew more heated as Michelle’s lover began to suck on her lobe then kiss a trail down Michelle‘s neck. Her lover’s kiss was soft and warm yet it betrayed a lustful desire barely hidden beneath the surface. Her lover began to run her thumb over Michelle’s stomach and upward to gently cup her breast. She continued to kiss and suck on her neck. It was all Michelle could do to stand. Instead, she found herself leaning back into her lover, giving herself over to what she wanted more than anything in the world. The intensity of their emotion built slowly when Michelle spoke.

“Baby?” She whispered breathlessly. “Dinner…”

“Oh baby, I’m sorry.” Her lover spoke in her ear before they parted. However, when Michelle turned she could see her lover smiling at her mischievously. Michelle could only laugh because she knew that her lover was nowhere near sorry. “I guess we’d better do that. I’d hate for you to pass out prematurely on me.” Her lover winked at her and Michelle could merely shake her head.

“Come on. Let me take your coat.” Michelle placed her lover’s coat in the closet as she sat at the table. Once she fixed the plates they sat and ate in comfortable silence, exchanging sly glances with each other across their plates. It was at times like this when Michelle was most in love with her, not that she didn’t appreciate her skills as a lover or the ability to talk with her about anything with ease, comfort and an abundance of intelligence. But there was something about being able to be still and quiet with someone that was … erotic to her. Everything about her lover was open to her. Her eyes, her words and her actions mirrored each other perfectly. She never had to wonder but, if she had any fears, they were assuaged with tact, grace and sincerity.

“Let’s go outside for a bit. There’s a full moon out.” They left their plates on the table and moved to Michelle’s balcony. Her lover turned the radio to a smooth jazz station before they stepped outside. The night air was crisp, but not unbearable, yet it didn’t matter once Michelle’s lover placed one arm around her waist and her hand in Michelle’s.

Michelle heard the gentle sound of her lover humming in her ear and leaned closer than she thought possible. Their bodies melded together as one while the music played on. They stayed that way for some time, moving together slowly until Michelle’s lover caught the tune of the latest song playing on the radio.

I have a smile stretched from ear to ear
To see you walking down the road
We meet at the lights
I stare for a while
The world around disappears
Just you and me on this island of hope
A breathe between us could be miles
Let me surround you my sea to your shore
Let me be the calm you seek

Oh and every time I’m close to you
There’s too much I can’t say
And you just walk away
And I forgot to tell you
I love you

And the night’s too long and cold

Here without you
I grieve in my condition

For I cannot find the strength

To say I need you so

Oh and every time I’m close to you
There’s too much I can’t say
And you just walk away
And I forgot to tell you
I love you
And the night’s too long and cold here without you

The song had been theirs from the moment they heard it. Michelle’s lover cemented that fact by gently placing a kiss on Michelle’s soft lips. The kiss was nothing like the one they’d shared when she first arrived. This one was tender and expressed a love that neither had any control over.

Michelle gave herself over to that kiss as her lover gently led her back into the apartment. Her lover closed the door behind her and led Michelle to the couch. Her kiss became more ardent as she began to unzip Michelle’s dress and remove it, letting it pool on the floor. Michelle was left in her thong, garter belt and black stockings. It was a sight that immediately spurred her lover’s desire higher, a sight that Michelle relished.

Michelle then felt her lover’s hands moving down her shoulders and over arms. She felt her fingers interlocking with hers as her lover brought her hands to her mouth and began to gently suckle each digit. Their eyes bonded together as this act took place and Michelle could hardly breathe.

Her lover, sensing her dilemma, smiled and spoke softly. “I’m going to need you to stay with me Michelle. I’m nowhere near starting yet.”

Michelle brought her hand up to cup her lover’s face and leaned in to kiss her passionately. Her fingers somehow managed to begin the arduous task of disrobing her lover and soon both women stood naked.

Her lover swept Michelle effortlessly off her feet and carried her into the bedroom. She laid her down in the center of the bed and crawled in between her legs.

Just as she’d done with Michelle’s fingers, her lover repeated the same motion with her feet. Each toe received special attention. Her lover moved to Michelle’s insteps, heels, and ankle, then up until she reached the pinnacle of Michelle’s desire. There she placed a gentle kiss on Michelle’s clit before moving gently upward. Her lover missed absolutely nothing. The swell of Michelle’s belly, her navel the center of her stomach muscles until she finally reached her breasts.

Michelle’s eyes shut quickly as she felt the tip of her lover’s tongue swirl gently around her nipples. Each one was laved, sucked and pulled gently before receiving a final nip on each one. Her lover finally made the move back up to her lips where she licked at both the bottom and the top individually before she sucked on them as well before finally leaving a gently teasing bite.

“Do you know how much I love you?” Her lover asked huskily in Michelle’s ear. Michelle was speechless hearing both the need in her lover’s voice and the affirmation her lover never failed to give.

Her lover felt the tear that trailed down the side of Michelle’s face. She turned her head enough to kiss it away and then lay her body on top of Michelle’s. She gently ran her hand down the length of Michelle’s body to her waiting woman hood and gently pulled back soft, wet lips that separated her from the source of Michelle’s desire. Once she gently parted the folds she lowered her own center onto Michelle’s and watched with a bittersweet joy as Michelle pushed up against her.

The pair moved against each other slowly at first. Not wanting this moment to pass to quickly. The wave they rode crested and receded numerous times before Michelle cried out as both came together harmoniously. Although both were shaking from the effort, Michelle felt her lover place an arm around her as she waited patiently for Michelle to relax for a few moments more.

Michelle then felt her lover move gently down her body as her hand cupped her womanhood gently. It was mere moments before Michelle felt her nether lips being pulled back and the heat of her lover’s mouth on her center. Michelle placed her hand on her lover’s head as she licked and drank of the remnants of their lovemaking and the beginnings of fresher nectar.

Their lovemaking continued into late in the night or wee hours of the morning. Finally the women fell asleep spooning each other.

Michelle felt her lover stirring and noticed the time. She sighed deeply, regretfully.

“I have to go.” Her lover whisper almost inaudibly.

“I know. It’s time for you to go home.” Michelle hated this part of their evenings. It got harder every time, but in her mind, this moment of pain was worth the hours they shared.

She turned back over and closed her eyes. Not wanting to see the ritual that would mean her lover’s departure until the next time they saw each other.

The room was eerily quiet as her lover dressed and walked out of Michelle’s bedroom and then out of her apartment.

The tears came as they always do for Michelle and again she wondered if what she endured for her lover was worth it. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know.

The End

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