Black Velvet 3
The drive to the motel was short, filled with a comfortable quiet. Lindsay and Calleigh were soon pulling into the parking lot of the Welcome Inn.
Eyes sparkling, smile widening, Calleigh eyed the parking spot Lindsay was aiming for. As Lindsay carefully pulled in next to the bright yellow Mustang, Calleigh could no longer hold in her amusement. Lindsay turned off the ignition and just stared at the beautiful sight of Calleigh full of mirth, a wondering smile creeping across her face.
Calleigh finally caught her breath, stealing the odd glance at Lindsay, and calmed down.
"Sorry about that but I just couldn't help it! So, just what are the odds of two law enforcement officers from opposite sides of the States meeting in a bar, hitting it off, finding out that they are staying at the same motel … and then discovering that they are staying right next door to each other!"
Lindsay's smile had slowly widened as Calleigh talked and at the end couldn't help but share Calleigh's obvious amusement, shaking her head in bemusement.
"Now those are extremely long odds!" she chuckled.
Still chuckling, Lindsay quickly hopped out of her Jeep and rounded the hood to open Calleigh's door for her. A bright smile was her reward as Calleigh tucked her hand into the crook of Lindsay's offered arm before heading towards their rooms.
Lindsay stopped in front of the Mustang, spotlighted by a nearby security light, realisation striking her.
"Hang on a sec! You mean to say that you're driving Miss Daisy?"
Lindsay gave the blonde on her arm a look at the snort of amusement and subsequent smirk.
"Yes, ma'am! One of my uncles restores old wrecks and he fixed her up for me. Ever since I was a little girl, he used to say that I was as cheerful as a daisy in spring and he took to calling me Miss Daisy and the nickname stuck."
Lindsay just smiled at the cute image in her mind of the bubbly blonde as a child. Calleigh's voice brought her back to the conversation at hand.
She's a beauty, isn't she?"
Lindsay nodded as she ran her hand caressingly over the contours of the Mustang, as she slowly made her way around it. She stopped when she was in front of Calleigh and looked down at her, dark eyes intent.
"She's beautiful. The perfect complement to her owner"
At Lindsay's soft, husky words, a light blush coloured Calleigh's features, honest joy at the sentiment reflecting in her eyes. A small hand rose up and cupped Lindsay's cheek, thumb brushing her bottom lip, as Calleigh whispered a heartfelt thank you. At Lindsay's tender smile, Calleigh slowly eased forward, bright green eyes on dark brown, until each could feel the gentle wash of the other breathing. A small pause as Calleigh's eyes drifted down to Lindsay's parted lips. The moment teetered on the edge of exquisite anticipation; then shattered as Calleigh moved forward the last inch to cover Lindsay's lips with her own in a sweet, gentle kiss.
After an endless moment the kiss slowly eased and Lindsay and Calleigh found them wrapped tightly around each other, foreheads pressed together. They stayed as they were, absorbing the feel of each other, breaths in synch, until the sound of a screeching fan belt in the street jerked them out of their reverie.
Smiles turned slightly bashful as they realised where they were. Lindsay smoothed her hand from Calleigh's shoulder down to her hand and gently tugged her towards the rooms, smiling back over her shoulder, eyes twinkling.
"Come on. I'd like for you to meet Sweet Martha"
Calleigh just smiled at Lindsay's attempt to ease some of the intensity of the moment and quickly followed.
After a quick pause for Lindsay to dig out her room key and unlock the door, Calleigh was ushered into a room that was a mirror image of her own, the only exception being the Border Collie sprawled on the double bed, head comfortably resting on the pillow and eyes glued to a documentary on timber wolves. The thump of her tail was the only acknowledgement to the return of her owner.
Lindsay cleared her throat softly and smiled sheepishly at Calleigh as she settled on the bed next to her dog, hand resting on a furry flank.
"Calleigh, this is Sweet Martha. Martha, this is Calleigh"
At the introduction, Martha finally lifted her head and looked towards Calleigh, whose heart just melted. She was transfixed by two sets of beautiful brown eyes, both twinkling with gentle humour, warmth and obvious interest.
On a gasping laugh, Calleigh moved forward and settled on the bed on the other side of Martha, letting the dog get a good sniff of her hand before gently scratching her behind her ears. Eyes quickly drooped with a doggy moan of appreciation before Martha rolled over and plopped her head in Calleigh's lap, intent obvious. Calleigh obliged and murmured sweet nothings to the extremely happy dog.
Lindsay just sat back and watched with amazement at how very quickly Martha had taken to Calleigh. Martha was an excellent judge of character and if this wasn't a resounding seal of approval, nothing was.
With a happy sigh, Lindsay stretched and ran her hands through her hair, noting Calleigh's appreciative gaze. The lingering smell of stale cigarette smoke in her hair caused Lindsay's nose to wrinkle with distaste and she registered a general stickiness, the result of all that energetic dancing on the sweltering dance floor.
The thought of Calleigh, wet and naked in her shower, flashed through Lindsay's mind, causing tingles to race through her body. But Lindsay held firm. Tonight was to be thoroughly enjoyed and that meant slow and easy, at least to start. Not that a shared shower later was being ruled out.
With a quick shake of her head, Lindsay quickly suppressed all the delightful images dancing in her mind and smiled over at the quizzical pair on her bed.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to grab a quick shower, I'm feeling a bit sweaty from all that dancing."
Lindsay could actually see the naughty thoughts rushing around behind those beautiful green eyes before Calleigh.
Green eyes staying locked onto brown, a truly mischievous smile spread across Calleigh's face.
"I'll wash your back if you'll wash mine?" The offer was delivered in a low, husky voice, desire obvious.
Eyes going black as pupils dilated with desire, Lindsay struggled not to give in to the urge to just grab the honey-toned seductress in front of her and ravish her on the spot.
Calleigh obviously read all this in the tightly wound body language and languorously leaned back with a sexy smirk, enjoying the effect she was having on the tall Texan.
"Or we can both grab a shower and meet up again in a little bit"
Lindsay had to swallow twice before she could get a reply out, all the moisture in her body having swiftly moved south at the seductive image being offered up to her. She shoved her hands into her back pockets, both to hide the fine tremor in them and to help keep her hands to herself.
"I need to take Martha for a quick walk too. I'll take her out quick, grab a shower and then come over, I mean, if that's alright?"
Calleigh, taking pity on the obviously flustered Lindsay, just gave her megawatt smile and nodded.
"Let's do that then. I'll unlock the connecting door from my side. Come on through when you're done."
That said, Calleigh gave Martha one last scratch before getting up off the bed and making her way over to the Lindsay, an intent look in her bright green eyes.
She slowly ran her hands up Lindsay's arms and over her shoulders, smiling at the faint trembling of muscles, and buried her hands in the black mane of tumbling waves. Lindsay's eyes, having drifted closed at the feel of Calleigh's hands running over her, snapped open as with a soft tug her head was pulled down and soft lips claimed her mouth in a scorching kiss. A groan was torn from Lindsay's throat as she was backed up to the wall, arm's trapped behind her, and Calleigh's body pressed into hers, curves matching perfectly.
Her head thudded back against the wall as a talented mouth made its way along her jaw and teeth nipped at her earlobe, the press of Calleigh's hips into her own the only thing keeping her upright. The breath shuddered out of her as she felt Calleigh's breath ghost over her ear before honey-soaked words were whispered into her ear, followed by a soft tongue running along the rim of her ear.
Suddenly the warmth of Calleigh's body pressing against her was gone and a groan of protest slipped out before she could stop it. Opening slumberous eyes black with desire, Lindsay watched as the blonde vision licked her lips before opening the door and sashaying out, a green eye winking over her shoulder before the door closed behind her.
Slumping back against the wall, Calleigh's words finally registered and stoked the flames of desire higher.
"Don't take too long. Otherwise I may just have to start without you."
With a big grin spreading across her face, Lindsay headed over to Martha and gave her a big hug.
"Come on, Sweet Martha! Let's go for a quick walk!"
At the word walk, Martha popped up and off the bed, tail wagging as she waited by the door, yipping happily. After taking a moment to settle herself, Lindsay grabbed Martha's lead and headed out. She had plans to keep!
After a quick walk and pit stop for Martha, Lindsay dashed into the shower, barely waiting for the water to warm up before jumping in. The scent of sandalwood soon filled the steamy room as Lindsay washed her hair and ran a soapy scrubber over herself, steadfastly ignoring the stirrings in her belly as her hypersensitive skin tingled in reaction. Body was towelled dry with trembling hands as thoughts of what was going to happen raced through her head. Teeth were brushed in record time and hair towel dried and brushed. A minor panic at the thought of what to wear surged through Lindsay, before slipping on her black silk robe.
Tightening the sash, Lindsay took a nervous breath. She smiled over at Martha, who was once again sprawled over the double bed, eyes glued to the TV, before turning out all the lights but the lamp at the bedside table. With one last fortifying breath, Lindsay made her way over to the connecting door. With one last pause, Lindsay unlocked the door and, with a soft knock, opened the door.
-oOo-
Lips still tingling, Calleigh let herself into her room and slumped back against the closed door. Eyes closed, Calleigh relived every second of the kiss, belly quivering at the image of Lindsay as she had last seen her, pressed against the wall, eyes heavy with desire, lips glistening.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Calleigh took a quick look around, making sure her room was tidy. She faintly heard Martha and the sound of a door closing. A quick peek out the window showed the tall brunette striding across the parking lot with Martha, heading for the small park diagonally opposite the motel. Taking a moment to watch the unconscious swagger, a smile worked its way across Calleigh's face. It stayed there as Calleigh unbolted the connecting door to Lindsay's room, turned down the bedspread and made her way into the bathroom.
Calleigh stared at herself in the mirror as she brushed her teeth. Her face was faintly flushed and her eyes positively sparkled. After rinsing her mouth out, she smiled at herself before giving a quick whirl and starting her shower. The smell of the bar came to her as she stripped off her clothes and she was glad for Lindsay's suggestion of a shower. She slipped into the steamy shower; face turned into the spray and tried to relax. Just the though of the look in Lindsay's dark eyes as Calleigh had been leaving had her body tightening with desire. Breathing deeply, Calleigh reached for her shower gel. The delicate scent of honeysuckle filled the bathroom as Calleigh washed up, trying to ignore the thought of Lindsay possibly being in her own shower at this exact moment in time. Dark hair slicked back, drops of water glistening as they ran down her body. Steam wreathing around that tall, toned frame. Calleigh blew out a breath, trying to shake that image. This was not helping! She washed her hair, taking the time to get rid of the stale smoke lingering in the long, blonde strands, trying to ignore the strong pulse of desire in the pit of her stomach.
After a good 20 minutes in the shower, Calleigh finally got out and dried off. Wrapping a dry towel around her and tucking it in just above her breasts, Calleigh vigorously towel dried her hair before carefully brushing out all the tangles.
Standing next to her bed, Calleigh contemplated what to wear. It seemed silly to get dressed when, well, she hopefully wouldn't stay dressed for long. But she didn't want to appear wanton so she wasn't going to lounge on her bed naked while waiting for Lindsay.
So lost in thought was Calleigh that she didn't hear the sound of the connecting door being unlocked from the other side. The soft knock and the sound of the door opening had her spinning around, breath catching in her throat, eyes wide, at the astounding beauty of the barefooted goddess before her.
Lindsay paused in the doorway, the lamp from her room gilding her with soft golden light, gleaming off damp hair and black silk. The silk robe clung to Lindsay's body, accentuating the fine form hidden beneath. The v of the neckline gave Calleigh a glimpse of cleavage and the midthigh length of the robe offered a view of long, tanned legs.
A soft smile spread, causing dimples to deepen, as Lindsay took in the image in front of her. There was Calleigh, a vision of honey tones, wrapped in a white towel. Lindsay's eyes travelled from the top of the blonde head, damp hair now a dark gold colour, over her lightly tanned face, throat and shoulders, towel hugging a curvaceous body and finally down long, toned legs before making the return trip and settling on a face dominated by sparkling green eyes and a bright smile.
Desire sparked between the two as eyes drank each other in. After a long, trembling moment Lindsay stepped forward and made her way slowly over to Calleigh. Calleigh for her part was mesmerised by the rippling wash of silk over Lindsay's body, the sway of her hips, lips parted as her breath sped up with desire.
Dark brown eyes fixed on bright green; Lindsay extended her hand and waited. Calleigh took in the form in front of her and, reading the gesture for what it was, showing her acceptance of what was going to happen, slipped her own hand into the warm, waiting hand.
At this, Lindsay's smile widened, dark eyes filled with promises, as she tugged Calleigh closer to her and into her arms. Twin sighs were heard as arms twined around each other and bodies were finally in contact again. Tightening her arms, Calleigh burrowed her face into the crook of Lindsay's neck, the feel of silk and warm skin on her face, the subtle scent of sandalwood surrounding her. Lindsay returned the gesture, tucking her head close to Calleigh's, breathing in the honeysuckle scent of her hair. The two of them stood there in that warm embrace for endless moments, just breathing each other in, swaying gently from side to side
Calleigh was the first to move, brushing her nose, then her lips across the pulse point throbbing at the base of Lindsay's throat, causing it to jump and speed up. Lindsay felt the smile forming on the lips pressed to her throat and ran her hands up Calleigh's towel-covered back and back down again.
"Feel what you do to me? Just one touch from you and my heart goes haywire."
Lindsay's husky murmur tickled Calleigh's ear as a kiss was pressed to the side of her head. Calleigh's smile widened. She pressed another kiss to Lindsay's throat, the tip of her tongue flicking out and teasing along the line of her jugular, before pressing another kiss just under the hinge of her strong jaw. The pulse under her lips was now a rapid flutter, Lindsay obviously enjoying Calleigh's ministrations.
Calleigh eased back after brushing her lips along Lindsay's jaw, palms smoothing over silk-covered shoulders until she could bury her hands in Lindsay's dark tresses again.
Lindsay, by this time, had one arm firmly around Calleigh's waist, having pulled their bodies close together. The other hand cupped the back of Calleigh's head.
As eyes met again, Lindsay could clearly see golden flecks swirling in desire-darkened green eyes. At Calleigh's mischievous smirk, Lindsay's dimples fluttered again before she pressed light kisses to Calleigh's forehead, her eyelids, both cheeks, the tip of her nose before finally settling her lips over Calleigh's parted ones.
The kiss started out gentle and warm but quickly flashed over to hot and passionate as mouths opened, tongues met and duelled, hands pulling each other closer, as banked desire flared back into flame.
Sighs and moans were heard as hands roamed over silk and towelling, seeking the touch of warm skin. Lindsay slowly backed Calleigh up, gently edging her towards the bed. Calleigh's towel finally gave up the fight and dropped to the ground, shortly followed by the sash of Lindsay's robe. The feel of silk brushing against her heated skin caused a tremble to run through Calleigh. Her nipples tightened at the soft sensations, stomach muscles tightening in reaction. Calleigh fisted her hands into the back of Lindsay's robe as the kiss was broken by the necessity of breathing.
Lindsay could feel the brush of Calleigh's nipples against her sensitive, silk-covered breasts, the sensation driving her wild. At the tug of Calleigh's bunched hands, Lindsay leaned back slightly, taking in the sight of Calleigh's flushed face and kiss-bruised lips.
As Lindsay leaned back, Calleigh's eyes followed the line of the black, silk robe. It had fallen open with the loss of the sash and Calleigh's tugging, and was clinging precariously to Lindsay's shoulders and breasts. A strip of tanned skin showed and Calleigh's eyes followed this path down from the pulse strongly beating at Lindsay's throat, down her chest and cleavage, nipples barely hidden behind silk, down a delightfully toned abdomen to where Calleigh's hips pressed against Lindsay's silk-covered ones. If it were possible, Calleigh's eyes darkened even more as she raised her eyes slowly, watching in fascination as goosebumps raced over Lindsay's exposed skin.
Calleigh leaned forward, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss between Lindsay's breasts before raising her head and meeting fiery dark eyes.
"You are truly something to behold, honey. Thank you"
Calleigh's voice was low and husky with desire, the Louisiana accent of her childhood strong in her voice. The sincerity in her voice was unmistakeable.
Lindsay smiled tenderly down at her, heart melting at the words.
"No, thank you. You are … there are no words that can describe it. Just … beautiful, inside and out."
Calleigh's eyes misted over slightly at the honesty in the Lindsay's voice, husky twang strong, dark eyes trying to convey what couldn't be articulated.
Calleigh's bright smile was infectious and Lindsay's soon had dimples flashing again. Calleigh pressed a kiss to Lindsay's lips before brushing her hands along Lindsay's shoulders, pushing black silk aside in favour of satin smooth skin. Lindsay stepped back and dropped her robe to the floor, letting Calleigh look her fill as she in turn admired the petite woman in front of her.
Eyes darkening once again with desire, Lindsay stepped forward and pressed warm skin to skin.
Both gasped at the first touch of naked skin, then lips met again and bodies surged. With a quick motion, Lindsay turned and fell backwards onto the bed. Calleigh ending up draped over her, thighs slipping between thighs, twin groans a result.
Hands continued to roam and catalogue sensations, movements sparking desire along nerve endings. Mouths wandered, testing, tasting, teeth nipping as bodies were explored.
Hot mouths on breasts, murmurs and moans, gentle fingers caressing, exploring, bodies tumbling over each other.
Heartbeats pounded, breath shortened, sweat slicking over bodies as a matching rhythm was found and maintained.
Hands laced together as dark eyes met green and locked as the summit was climbed, time suspended, muscles taut, as everything paused, balanced endlessly right on the edge before light and sensation burst over both of them and tension was released with twin groans of pleasure.
Calleigh collapsed onto Lindsay, body limp, and snuggled close as Lindsay's arms wrapped tightly around her with a happy sigh and a kiss was pressed to her head. Lungs heaved as they both tried to catch their breath. Lindsay flung out an arm and flailed about until she caught the edge of the bedspread, pulling it over them as the aircon washed over sweat-dampened bodies.
Within moments, both women were fast asleep, Calleigh's head pillowed on Lindsay's shoulder, dark hair tangling with blonde, content little smiles on both faces.
-oOo-
A few hours later, the soft pad of paws could be heard, though it didn't disturb the deep, dreamless sleep of the entwined women on the bed.
Sweet Martha padded first to one side of the bed, then the other, eying her mistress thenher companion. Both were still peacefully wrapped in sleep.
With a happy chuff, Martha trotted off to her own bed, secure in the knowledge that all was well with her mistress, and settled down to watch a fascinating documentary on the dingoes of Australia's Outback.
The End.