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1 one-shot: Carmen/Shane
Title: Good Enough
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curious_wolf
Words: 2100
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Carmen/Shane
Warnings: It's not exactly PWP, but it is close I suppose.
Author's Notes: My lovely awesome friend,curious_wolf, wrote this with me. She was Shane; I was Carmen. Comments are appreciated!
Summary: Carmen had a crazy dream and she was avoiding Shane, until Shane offered up an apology for a dream she had no control over. As the way of these women, sex ensues.
Shane opened her eyes. It was daylight and she was still on the couch. There was a dull uncomfortable feeling that had nothing to do with spending the night on the couch. Carmen had still been so mad last night. It shouldn't have bothered her that Carmen was mad. This was where she usually turned away from a chick, when they got complicated. But as she had spent most of the night thinking, fuck that, she still wanted Carmen to be around. It wouldn't be the same without her.But what the fuck was she supposed to do? How could you correct a dream? Standing up she headed towards the kitchen.
Carmen was in the kitchen, sitting at the table eating cereal. She barely glanced up when Shane walked in. Having no idea what to say, she continued to stay at the table and eat her cereal in an awkward silence. It's not that she wanted to be mad at Shane over a dream, but Shane had flew away. Shane had abandoned her. After all the shit, she just left like it was nothing. Despite the fact it was only a dream, the image hurt and she couldn't just forget it.
But without Shane in bed with her last night, she had been lonely. The bed felt empty without her.
"Hey Carmen," Shane said as she went to the fridge and removed the milk. She poured a glass and sat down opposite Carmen with her elbows resting on the table. "Did you have anymore dreams last night?" she asked hesitantly. What the hell was she going to do if Carmen had had another one. It was hard enough to know how to apologise for one.
Carmen glanced up at her, frowning. "No. But it doesn't matter if I did, you still flew away in the other." Somehow she couldn't get it go. The image was imprinted on her mind, and seeing Shane acting nonchalant just made it all the harder. "Did you sleep well on the couch?"
Shane shrugged, "I've slept in worse places," she said. "Look Carmen...this is fucked up. You shouldn't have had to have that dream. I'm sorry." She shook her head. The dream had come because she had cheated on her. But this was her, she didn't stay with one person for long. Then why was she feeling so bad about it. It was playing with her mind.
Carmen finally made eye contact. Shane looked sincere yet something didn't add up. She didn't look sorry; she looked like a kid just caught with their hand in the cookie jar, like she was caught. "I'm sorry, too," Carmen whispered, "I never should have had the dream... because you never should have given me a reason to." She stood up, taking her dish with her, and dropped it in the sink. "I'll clean it later," she said curtly before turning to leave the kitchen.
Shane felt very alone as she watching Carmen start to leave the kitchen. "Wait Carmen," she said getting out of her seat and catching up with her. She put her hand on Carmen's shoulder. "What is it you want me to do to make this better?"
"Tell me you won't fly away, Shane. Look me in the eye and tell me you won't fly away," Carmen said, her voice more confident than she actually felt. The sincerity in Shane's eyes killed her, tore at her heart strings.
'Fuck' Shane thought inwardly. Carmen was asking for commitment. This always made her want to fly away, she didn't like the idea of being tied. "Carmen...I...I can't promise you that. I've run when girls have wanted me to tie to them in the past, you know I have. I don't want to fly away from you...but if I promise that I'm more likely to do just the opposite. And I don't want to hurt you like that again."
Carmen frowned, and sighed. "Maybe that's not good enough for me, Shane. Maybe I need more."
Shane bit her lip. "Carmen...the last time I committed it was fucked up...It was with Sherry... I don't want this to end in the same mess."
"Sherry? The same chick you fucked?" Carmen asked, the mere name making her angry.
Shane winced and nodded. She had barely talked about what had happened with Sherry even to Al when she had tried to ask if she was alright before. It hadn't been possible to tell Carmen before now because she had been too angry to even hear reason. Not that she blamed her for that. "Sherry was a client back when I was working for another hairdressers," she began quietly. "We fucked a lot. I got attached to her. Her husband on her raving about me offered me my own hair dressing place. They had a daughter who tried to come onto me. I said no fucking way, in the politest terms possible...how could I want her when I had Sherry. Clea didn't like that I said no and grassed that I had fucked around with her. When the shit hit the fan Sherry chose them over me, closed me out and there was a restraining order so I couldn't get near Sherry to explain what happened." She looked at Carmen. "When she came to WAX, she wanted me back."
"You took her back then. You chose her over me," Carmen said, inwardly wincing at the pain the words made her feel. "Sherry is your first choice, isn't that right Shane? I'm merely the girl who kept you occupied until she came back to you. I'm glad I know now," she added her voice soft and sad. "But I want you to know Shane, Sherry is a bitch if she fucked you and then believed her lying daughter over you and chose them over you. Go back to Sherry, to her fucked up family, since you can't possible give me what I need: a relationship."
Shane shook her head. In the desire to keep Carmen's attention focused on what she had to say, she reached out and cupped Carmen's cheek. "Sherry isn't my first choice Carmen," she said insistently. This was so important that Carmen knew what she felt. "You are. I fucked up when I slept with her...dunno it felt like the business was unfinished with her when I slept with her. But I wouldn't go back to her again Carmen. I haven't, it was only that once...and since then I've regretted it. I should never have dragged you into the mess."
Carmen looked at Shane, trying to ignore the warmth of Shane's hand on her cheek. She wanted more than anything to believe Shane's words. She wanted to be able to forgive her, but something wouldn't let her. The pain, the anger -- they weren't quite ready to let her go. "You're my first choice," she whispered suddenly, the words falling from her mouth unchecked like they did often. "You're the real thing to me."
Shane could not help but smile and yet she felt awkward, she wanted to give Carmen what she wanted. But she never lied and she wasn't sure if she could do it without fucking up. "Carmen," she shook her head, "I wish I could give you what you wanted...but I don't want to promise and hurt you again if I fuck up. It isn't that I don't want you. I swear that it isn't. I just...I'm scared I'll fuck us both up."
Carmen paused, considering Shane's words. "Can you promise me that you at least will try your fucking hardest not to fuck up again? Everyone fucks up, it's natural, but promise me you will try not to. Then you might be welcome in our bed again," she added, trying to give Shane an incentive to agree to the promise. She truly didn't expect Shane to be able to keep the promise but she wanted to hear it, to be able to cling to it. She didn't want to loose Shane.
Shane bit her lip again. It was a habit she had when she was trying to work out what to say. This was still a big commitment to her. It was saying she would try and be a proper girlfriend. Finally she nodded her head. "I'll try," she said quietly. "You're the first one Carmen that I've ever said I'll try to."
Carmen smiled. "That's good enough," she whispered. "If that's all you can give me, that's good enough." Finally giving into the urge, she leaned forward and captured Shane's mouth with hers.
Shane nearly melted against Carmen's lips in her relief. It was the best result for them for now. But the urge to melt lasted only a split second before she took control of the kiss, putting a hand behind Carmen's neck to hold her into the kiss and used her other hand to draw Carmen properly against her.
Carmen wrapped her arms around Shane's small waist. It hadn't been a long time since they had kissed, but somehow she had still missed it more than she'd like to admit. With one arm around Shane's waist, the hand resting on her hip, and the other hand reaching up and gently cupping the side of her face. She pulled back, looking at Shane in the eyes. "I've missed you."
Shane leaned into the touch with a faint smile. This was what it was supposed to feel like, uncomplicated and warm. "I thought I'd fucked up too much this time," she murmured. "All I could think about was getting you back. What's happening to Dana....makes you think."
Carmen pulled back, frowning. "It makes me realize how important you are to me." She pulled Shane back to her, capturing Shane's mouth with hers again. The kiss deepened immediately; Shane's tongue touching hers and making Carmen's heart pound faster. She reaching down and grabbed the bottom of Shane's shirt, intent on taking it off.
Shane smiled against Carmen's lips and unbuttoned her own shirt so she could turn her attention to Carmen's top. She put her hands on Carmen's bum, holding her in a searing kiss for moment before starting to tug her top upwards.
When both were topless, Carmen kissed any exposed skin she could reach. Her mouth moved lower as her hands undid the clasps on Shane's bra, pulling it off. Lavishing kisses on Shane's breasts, Shane moaned. She flicked her tongue over one hardened nipple. Shane gentle pushed her back and her hands undid Carmen's bra, practically ripping it as she removed it.
As the bras were disguarded Shane deepened the kiss as she guided Carmen backwards towards the bedroom. Her hands were buried in Carmens back and hair. There was a real urgency and passion to Shane's actions as though she could prove what she did not say through her kisses and holds. Before they reached the bed Shane's hand was already working on Carmen's jeans, undoing the button she slid her hand inside to run over the lacey edge of Carmen's pants.
Carmen sighed into her mouth. While Shane undid her jeans, she kissed her passionately, her tongue touching and massaging Shane's. Suddenly, she felt the air on her legs, and Shane started to drop in front of her. Carmen gripping her shoulders and back, stopping her. Reaching between their bodies, she quickly opened Shane's jeans and pushed her pants down, following them to the floor. Glancing up into Shane's eyes, she dipped her tongue into her navel. Shane's hands tangled in her long, dark hair. Carmen pushed down the edge of her panties gently, her tongue licking the newly exposed skin. Pushing it lower, she kept her mouth on Shane's hot skin.
Finally the panties fell to the floor, and Carmen grinned. She had missed Shane's warm moisture, the way she smelled. Her scent was intoxicating. Carmen gently pushed Shane toward the bed, her girlfriend's legs hit the bed and she fell down gracefully. Carmen was amazed she was letting her be in such control. Perhaps she had missed her, cared about her.
Shane looked up at Carmen with a faint smile. Carmen was passionate and vulnerable at once. And now she felt vulnerable waiting for Carmen to join her. She was used to being in control of every second, guiding the girl and telling her what she wanted. Slowly with her eyes trained on Carmen she slowly undid her jeans.
Carmen let Shane undress her without speaking, without breathing. Shane's warm hands pushed her jeans and panties down at the same time, exposing her to the cool air. Carmen sighed, then dropped deftly onto the bed beside Shane. She capture Shane's mouth in a searing kiss, her hands roaming upward to cup her face, stoking it softly. Their tongues touched and Carmen jumped at the feeling. She pulled back, crawling on top of Shane. Suddenly, quickly, Shane grabbed her hips and rolled both of them over so she was covering Carmen.
She leaned down and made a wet trail of kisses with her mouth down Carmen's neck and shoulder. She stopped at her breast, reaching up with one hand to massage one then used her hot tongue on the other, nipping, licking, sucking. Carmen moaned, arching up and pressing herself closer.
Shane hands ran lower, down to part Carmen's legs properly. She never crawled down the bed, preferring to maintain all bodily contact while her hands worked. As Carmen's legs parted willingly Shane slid between then, and with a sense of urgency entered Carmen with her fingers. She needed to feel Carmen to be with her, nothing else mattered right then.
Carmen moaned at the feel of Shane's fingers inside her. One finger, then two, then finally three. Her finger found Carmen's clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves. Closing her eyes, she felt like she wasn't breathing -- she felt like Shane had cut off her air supply with the exquisite pleasure that was her fingers were creating within her.
Shane caught Carmen's lips and gave her a searing kiss. But it was only brief as Shane's body began to move in an ever increasingly paced rhythm with her fingers. Her fingers curled slightly the deeper that they went, seeking to explore all of Carmen and give her all that she wanted.
Carmen moaned as the pleasure increased with the pace of Shane's movements. She closed her eyes as her girlfriend made her body explode with bliss. She shuddered, crying Shane's name. Her hands, as if instinctively, roamed down the side of Shane's body, doing her smooth thighs, and then she pushed her legs apart and her own finger slid into Shane's wetness.
Shane leaned back granting Carmen the access. In her usual determination to stay in control she gripped Carmen holding her in place. But her grip grew lax as Carmen's fingers entered her, and she looked at Carmen with lust. Her hands went to Carmen's boobs massaging them and urging her deeper.
Carmen sighed softly at the feeling of Shane. Another finger joined her first one, finding the bundle of nerves and making slow circles. Shane gasped, and Carmen grinned at her, knowing full well what her fingers caused for Shane. She saw the pleasure in her girlfriend's dark eyes, yet Shane focused on Carmen's eyes, unflinching. Carmen reached down and gripped Shane's hip. "Hold still," she whispered to the squirming girl.
"Fuck," Shane gasped as her head fell back against the pillow. It was arousing to see the look in Carmen's eyes and hear her command. Carmen looked beautiful leaning over like this. And yet her fingers were still itching to pull Carmen down to her. She smiled, Carmen knew that. With her eyes still locked on Carmen she said, "Fuck me."
Carmen moved so her body was cover Shane's, her eyes still on Shane's, and her fingers between her girlfriend's legs. She leaned forward and kissed Shane passionately, her tongue invading Shane's mouth to dance around hers. Carmen moved from Shane's soft lips down her neck to her chest, stopping to flick her tongue her Shane's nipple. Then she moved lower, kissing the underside of Shane's breast. She dipped her tongue in Shane's navel, feeling her suck in a breathe. She smiled softly, as her mouth traveled farther south until she was kissing Shane's inner thighs.
Finally, she moved forward and slid her tongue inside Shane's wet folds. Shane tasted sweet. Her tongue immediately found Shane's bundle of nerves inside. Shane moaned.
A warmth spread through Shane as Carmen's tongue played with her. Carmen felt incredible. Her breath came in short gasps and her back arched from the bed. For a moment she held on, feeling nothing but Carmen and then the world exploded in a moment of joy. She caught her breath and opened her arms for Carmen to climb in to. She felt better than she had been since they had started arguing.
Carmen continued her ministrations and ignored Shane's open arms. She wanted to hear Shane cry her name. She tightened her grip on her Shane's hips, digging into the flesh. Carmen felt Shane tense up beneath her again, crying her name. Carmen only then crawled up into Shane's arms and wrapped herself around Shane's body.
Shane kissed Carmen on the lips again. "I missed that," she said quietly drawing Carmen tighter before putting a hand on Carmen's cheek. "You think you can sleep now with no more of those dreams?"
Carmen frowned, then it feel from her face replaced by a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "We'll see." She dropped her head onto Shane's shoulder, muttered, "But right now I think I'm going to sleep and not worry... about anything."
"I hope so." Shane kissed the top of Carmen's head before placing her head on top of Carmen's and shutting her own eyes.
"Don't you have to go to work?" Carmen asked sleepily. "I don't. Thank God for a job taking place primarily at night."
Co-Author:
curious_wolfWords: 2100
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Carmen/Shane
Warnings: It's not exactly PWP, but it is close I suppose.
Author's Notes: My lovely awesome friend,
curious_wolf, wrote this with me. She was Shane; I was Carmen. Comments are appreciated!Summary: Carmen had a crazy dream and she was avoiding Shane, until Shane offered up an apology for a dream she had no control over. As the way of these women, sex ensues.
Shane opened her eyes. It was daylight and she was still on the couch. There was a dull uncomfortable feeling that had nothing to do with spending the night on the couch. Carmen had still been so mad last night. It shouldn't have bothered her that Carmen was mad. This was where she usually turned away from a chick, when they got complicated. But as she had spent most of the night thinking, fuck that, she still wanted Carmen to be around. It wouldn't be the same without her.But what the fuck was she supposed to do? How could you correct a dream? Standing up she headed towards the kitchen.
Carmen was in the kitchen, sitting at the table eating cereal. She barely glanced up when Shane walked in. Having no idea what to say, she continued to stay at the table and eat her cereal in an awkward silence. It's not that she wanted to be mad at Shane over a dream, but Shane had flew away. Shane had abandoned her. After all the shit, she just left like it was nothing. Despite the fact it was only a dream, the image hurt and she couldn't just forget it.
But without Shane in bed with her last night, she had been lonely. The bed felt empty without her.
"Hey Carmen," Shane said as she went to the fridge and removed the milk. She poured a glass and sat down opposite Carmen with her elbows resting on the table. "Did you have anymore dreams last night?" she asked hesitantly. What the hell was she going to do if Carmen had had another one. It was hard enough to know how to apologise for one.
Carmen glanced up at her, frowning. "No. But it doesn't matter if I did, you still flew away in the other." Somehow she couldn't get it go. The image was imprinted on her mind, and seeing Shane acting nonchalant just made it all the harder. "Did you sleep well on the couch?"
Shane shrugged, "I've slept in worse places," she said. "Look Carmen...this is fucked up. You shouldn't have had to have that dream. I'm sorry." She shook her head. The dream had come because she had cheated on her. But this was her, she didn't stay with one person for long. Then why was she feeling so bad about it. It was playing with her mind.
Carmen finally made eye contact. Shane looked sincere yet something didn't add up. She didn't look sorry; she looked like a kid just caught with their hand in the cookie jar, like she was caught. "I'm sorry, too," Carmen whispered, "I never should have had the dream... because you never should have given me a reason to." She stood up, taking her dish with her, and dropped it in the sink. "I'll clean it later," she said curtly before turning to leave the kitchen.
Shane felt very alone as she watching Carmen start to leave the kitchen. "Wait Carmen," she said getting out of her seat and catching up with her. She put her hand on Carmen's shoulder. "What is it you want me to do to make this better?"
"Tell me you won't fly away, Shane. Look me in the eye and tell me you won't fly away," Carmen said, her voice more confident than she actually felt. The sincerity in Shane's eyes killed her, tore at her heart strings.
'Fuck' Shane thought inwardly. Carmen was asking for commitment. This always made her want to fly away, she didn't like the idea of being tied. "Carmen...I...I can't promise you that. I've run when girls have wanted me to tie to them in the past, you know I have. I don't want to fly away from you...but if I promise that I'm more likely to do just the opposite. And I don't want to hurt you like that again."
Carmen frowned, and sighed. "Maybe that's not good enough for me, Shane. Maybe I need more."
Shane bit her lip. "Carmen...the last time I committed it was fucked up...It was with Sherry... I don't want this to end in the same mess."
"Sherry? The same chick you fucked?" Carmen asked, the mere name making her angry.
Shane winced and nodded. She had barely talked about what had happened with Sherry even to Al when she had tried to ask if she was alright before. It hadn't been possible to tell Carmen before now because she had been too angry to even hear reason. Not that she blamed her for that. "Sherry was a client back when I was working for another hairdressers," she began quietly. "We fucked a lot. I got attached to her. Her husband on her raving about me offered me my own hair dressing place. They had a daughter who tried to come onto me. I said no fucking way, in the politest terms possible...how could I want her when I had Sherry. Clea didn't like that I said no and grassed that I had fucked around with her. When the shit hit the fan Sherry chose them over me, closed me out and there was a restraining order so I couldn't get near Sherry to explain what happened." She looked at Carmen. "When she came to WAX, she wanted me back."
"You took her back then. You chose her over me," Carmen said, inwardly wincing at the pain the words made her feel. "Sherry is your first choice, isn't that right Shane? I'm merely the girl who kept you occupied until she came back to you. I'm glad I know now," she added her voice soft and sad. "But I want you to know Shane, Sherry is a bitch if she fucked you and then believed her lying daughter over you and chose them over you. Go back to Sherry, to her fucked up family, since you can't possible give me what I need: a relationship."
Shane shook her head. In the desire to keep Carmen's attention focused on what she had to say, she reached out and cupped Carmen's cheek. "Sherry isn't my first choice Carmen," she said insistently. This was so important that Carmen knew what she felt. "You are. I fucked up when I slept with her...dunno it felt like the business was unfinished with her when I slept with her. But I wouldn't go back to her again Carmen. I haven't, it was only that once...and since then I've regretted it. I should never have dragged you into the mess."
Carmen looked at Shane, trying to ignore the warmth of Shane's hand on her cheek. She wanted more than anything to believe Shane's words. She wanted to be able to forgive her, but something wouldn't let her. The pain, the anger -- they weren't quite ready to let her go. "You're my first choice," she whispered suddenly, the words falling from her mouth unchecked like they did often. "You're the real thing to me."
Shane could not help but smile and yet she felt awkward, she wanted to give Carmen what she wanted. But she never lied and she wasn't sure if she could do it without fucking up. "Carmen," she shook her head, "I wish I could give you what you wanted...but I don't want to promise and hurt you again if I fuck up. It isn't that I don't want you. I swear that it isn't. I just...I'm scared I'll fuck us both up."
Carmen paused, considering Shane's words. "Can you promise me that you at least will try your fucking hardest not to fuck up again? Everyone fucks up, it's natural, but promise me you will try not to. Then you might be welcome in our bed again," she added, trying to give Shane an incentive to agree to the promise. She truly didn't expect Shane to be able to keep the promise but she wanted to hear it, to be able to cling to it. She didn't want to loose Shane.
Shane bit her lip again. It was a habit she had when she was trying to work out what to say. This was still a big commitment to her. It was saying she would try and be a proper girlfriend. Finally she nodded her head. "I'll try," she said quietly. "You're the first one Carmen that I've ever said I'll try to."
Carmen smiled. "That's good enough," she whispered. "If that's all you can give me, that's good enough." Finally giving into the urge, she leaned forward and captured Shane's mouth with hers.
Shane nearly melted against Carmen's lips in her relief. It was the best result for them for now. But the urge to melt lasted only a split second before she took control of the kiss, putting a hand behind Carmen's neck to hold her into the kiss and used her other hand to draw Carmen properly against her.
Carmen wrapped her arms around Shane's small waist. It hadn't been a long time since they had kissed, but somehow she had still missed it more than she'd like to admit. With one arm around Shane's waist, the hand resting on her hip, and the other hand reaching up and gently cupping the side of her face. She pulled back, looking at Shane in the eyes. "I've missed you."
Shane leaned into the touch with a faint smile. This was what it was supposed to feel like, uncomplicated and warm. "I thought I'd fucked up too much this time," she murmured. "All I could think about was getting you back. What's happening to Dana....makes you think."
Carmen pulled back, frowning. "It makes me realize how important you are to me." She pulled Shane back to her, capturing Shane's mouth with hers again. The kiss deepened immediately; Shane's tongue touching hers and making Carmen's heart pound faster. She reaching down and grabbed the bottom of Shane's shirt, intent on taking it off.
Shane smiled against Carmen's lips and unbuttoned her own shirt so she could turn her attention to Carmen's top. She put her hands on Carmen's bum, holding her in a searing kiss for moment before starting to tug her top upwards.
When both were topless, Carmen kissed any exposed skin she could reach. Her mouth moved lower as her hands undid the clasps on Shane's bra, pulling it off. Lavishing kisses on Shane's breasts, Shane moaned. She flicked her tongue over one hardened nipple. Shane gentle pushed her back and her hands undid Carmen's bra, practically ripping it as she removed it.
As the bras were disguarded Shane deepened the kiss as she guided Carmen backwards towards the bedroom. Her hands were buried in Carmens back and hair. There was a real urgency and passion to Shane's actions as though she could prove what she did not say through her kisses and holds. Before they reached the bed Shane's hand was already working on Carmen's jeans, undoing the button she slid her hand inside to run over the lacey edge of Carmen's pants.
Carmen sighed into her mouth. While Shane undid her jeans, she kissed her passionately, her tongue touching and massaging Shane's. Suddenly, she felt the air on her legs, and Shane started to drop in front of her. Carmen gripping her shoulders and back, stopping her. Reaching between their bodies, she quickly opened Shane's jeans and pushed her pants down, following them to the floor. Glancing up into Shane's eyes, she dipped her tongue into her navel. Shane's hands tangled in her long, dark hair. Carmen pushed down the edge of her panties gently, her tongue licking the newly exposed skin. Pushing it lower, she kept her mouth on Shane's hot skin.
Finally the panties fell to the floor, and Carmen grinned. She had missed Shane's warm moisture, the way she smelled. Her scent was intoxicating. Carmen gently pushed Shane toward the bed, her girlfriend's legs hit the bed and she fell down gracefully. Carmen was amazed she was letting her be in such control. Perhaps she had missed her, cared about her.
Shane looked up at Carmen with a faint smile. Carmen was passionate and vulnerable at once. And now she felt vulnerable waiting for Carmen to join her. She was used to being in control of every second, guiding the girl and telling her what she wanted. Slowly with her eyes trained on Carmen she slowly undid her jeans.
Carmen let Shane undress her without speaking, without breathing. Shane's warm hands pushed her jeans and panties down at the same time, exposing her to the cool air. Carmen sighed, then dropped deftly onto the bed beside Shane. She capture Shane's mouth in a searing kiss, her hands roaming upward to cup her face, stoking it softly. Their tongues touched and Carmen jumped at the feeling. She pulled back, crawling on top of Shane. Suddenly, quickly, Shane grabbed her hips and rolled both of them over so she was covering Carmen.
She leaned down and made a wet trail of kisses with her mouth down Carmen's neck and shoulder. She stopped at her breast, reaching up with one hand to massage one then used her hot tongue on the other, nipping, licking, sucking. Carmen moaned, arching up and pressing herself closer.
Shane hands ran lower, down to part Carmen's legs properly. She never crawled down the bed, preferring to maintain all bodily contact while her hands worked. As Carmen's legs parted willingly Shane slid between then, and with a sense of urgency entered Carmen with her fingers. She needed to feel Carmen to be with her, nothing else mattered right then.
Carmen moaned at the feel of Shane's fingers inside her. One finger, then two, then finally three. Her finger found Carmen's clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves. Closing her eyes, she felt like she wasn't breathing -- she felt like Shane had cut off her air supply with the exquisite pleasure that was her fingers were creating within her.
Shane caught Carmen's lips and gave her a searing kiss. But it was only brief as Shane's body began to move in an ever increasingly paced rhythm with her fingers. Her fingers curled slightly the deeper that they went, seeking to explore all of Carmen and give her all that she wanted.
Carmen moaned as the pleasure increased with the pace of Shane's movements. She closed her eyes as her girlfriend made her body explode with bliss. She shuddered, crying Shane's name. Her hands, as if instinctively, roamed down the side of Shane's body, doing her smooth thighs, and then she pushed her legs apart and her own finger slid into Shane's wetness.
Shane leaned back granting Carmen the access. In her usual determination to stay in control she gripped Carmen holding her in place. But her grip grew lax as Carmen's fingers entered her, and she looked at Carmen with lust. Her hands went to Carmen's boobs massaging them and urging her deeper.
Carmen sighed softly at the feeling of Shane. Another finger joined her first one, finding the bundle of nerves and making slow circles. Shane gasped, and Carmen grinned at her, knowing full well what her fingers caused for Shane. She saw the pleasure in her girlfriend's dark eyes, yet Shane focused on Carmen's eyes, unflinching. Carmen reached down and gripped Shane's hip. "Hold still," she whispered to the squirming girl.
"Fuck," Shane gasped as her head fell back against the pillow. It was arousing to see the look in Carmen's eyes and hear her command. Carmen looked beautiful leaning over like this. And yet her fingers were still itching to pull Carmen down to her. She smiled, Carmen knew that. With her eyes still locked on Carmen she said, "Fuck me."
Carmen moved so her body was cover Shane's, her eyes still on Shane's, and her fingers between her girlfriend's legs. She leaned forward and kissed Shane passionately, her tongue invading Shane's mouth to dance around hers. Carmen moved from Shane's soft lips down her neck to her chest, stopping to flick her tongue her Shane's nipple. Then she moved lower, kissing the underside of Shane's breast. She dipped her tongue in Shane's navel, feeling her suck in a breathe. She smiled softly, as her mouth traveled farther south until she was kissing Shane's inner thighs.
Finally, she moved forward and slid her tongue inside Shane's wet folds. Shane tasted sweet. Her tongue immediately found Shane's bundle of nerves inside. Shane moaned.
A warmth spread through Shane as Carmen's tongue played with her. Carmen felt incredible. Her breath came in short gasps and her back arched from the bed. For a moment she held on, feeling nothing but Carmen and then the world exploded in a moment of joy. She caught her breath and opened her arms for Carmen to climb in to. She felt better than she had been since they had started arguing.
Carmen continued her ministrations and ignored Shane's open arms. She wanted to hear Shane cry her name. She tightened her grip on her Shane's hips, digging into the flesh. Carmen felt Shane tense up beneath her again, crying her name. Carmen only then crawled up into Shane's arms and wrapped herself around Shane's body.
Shane kissed Carmen on the lips again. "I missed that," she said quietly drawing Carmen tighter before putting a hand on Carmen's cheek. "You think you can sleep now with no more of those dreams?"
Carmen frowned, then it feel from her face replaced by a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "We'll see." She dropped her head onto Shane's shoulder, muttered, "But right now I think I'm going to sleep and not worry... about anything."
"I hope so." Shane kissed the top of Carmen's head before placing her head on top of Carmen's and shutting her own eyes.
"Don't you have to go to work?" Carmen asked sleepily. "I don't. Thank God for a job taking place primarily at night."
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