Her heart pounding in her chest she took a deep breath and reluctantly slid her hands away from Allison’s skin, then carefully unwound her body from the redhead’s and sat on the edge of the bed, sinking her head into her hands in frustration. Morgan clenched her jaw and pushed herself to her feet, oblivious to the thoughtful green eyes watching her as she scrubbed her hands across her face. Bowing her head she moved quietly around to the other side of the bed and knelt to pull a pair of breeches out of her satchel then pulled them on, winding her belt around them to keep them up. Deciding that she needed to cool off considerably she stepped quietly outside and wrapped her arms around herself, watching the rain. So much for keeping my distance…first night we sleep in the same bed again and I’m wrapped up in her with my hands out of control. Guess I’m dealing with my consequences now. Morgan heaved a deep sigh and leaned her head back against the wall of the cabin, idly watching a caterpillar make its way across a beam overhead.
Allison quietly pushed herself up and swung her feet out of bed, looking thoughtfully out the door. She could see Morgan’s profile and watched as the muscles in her jaw flexed and jumped with her thoughts. Her skin still on fire from the older woman’s caresses Allison gazed unblinkingly at Morgan.
I can figure this out. It’s obvious that she feels the same physical attraction towards me that I do towards her. So why can’t I work with that? I give up on trying to keep my distance, it’s not worth it. Yesterday was just awful, and sleeping in her arms this morning was beyond words. And her touch….I need her touch. My body is craving it.
Alright…that’s it. I’m taking control of this situation.
Allison shoved herself to her feet and headed for the door, pausing briefly to pull on the pair of breeches that Morgan had lent her as the chill air outside raised goose bumps across her flesh. Stepping through the door she met the surprised blue gaze as Allison swung around and stood in front of Morgan. The captain opened her mouth and Allison reached up to rest her fingers lightly against her lips.
"Hush, Morgan," she said softly, letting the need she felt coursing through her show in her eyes. The older woman’s eyes widened and Allison stepped closer, their bodies just touching and stretched up to press a warm kiss against Morgan’s lips.
"Allison, you don’t know what you’re doing," the captain whispered, her voice low and husky. Allison laughed softly and shook her head.
"No, Morgan, I don’t, but I’d love to learn." She felt her cheeks flush a little at her boldness as Morgan licked her lips nervously. "Please, Morgan, I know what I want." She leaned into the other woman again and her lips were captured in a tender, hesitant kiss. Sliding her arms around Morgan’s waist she melted against her, flattening her hands against her back as she felt the captain tease her lips with her tongue. She whimpered softly when Morgan pulled away and looked up at Morgan questioningly.
"Let’s go back inside, it’s cold out here." Morgan followed Allison inside, closed the door, and moved around her to kneel in front of the small wood stove. "Will you close the shutters, Allison? The temperature seems to be dropping." She nodded and moved around the cabin, closing and latching the shutters and lighting a couple of the lamps. Morgan quickly got a fire going and shut the stove door, then stood in the middle of the room watching her. Allison felt her skin flush as hungry blue eyes slid up and down her body and she felt her stomach tighten in anticipation as she slowly walked back across the room.
Morgan watched her companion out of the corner of her eye as she moved around the room, her mind in a whirlwind. Arguing with herself she pondered trying to slow things down and turn the young woman’s attention. Morgan glanced over at Allison again and felt her desire to do anything to put distance between them dissolve as the young woman leaned across the table to close the shutters, her shirt creeping up over her hips, the fabric of her breeches tightening deliciously. Closing the door on the stove she pushed herself to her feet and threw caution to the wind, letting her gaze devour the sight before her. Morgan felt butterflies dance in her stomach as Allison turned and looked at her, a slow, sexy smile curving her lips in reaction to the look in her eyes. The captain watched in fascination as her companion’s hips swayed enticingly as she walked across the room. Her hair flowed down around her shoulders in a wild disarray and the lamplight painted her creamy skin gold, Morgan’s world shrinking until the only thing she could see was the gorgeous woman standing right in front of her.
Allison lifted her lips up to Morgan's and she willingly caught them in a deep kiss, sliding her hands down Allison's back to pull her closer. Morgan felt the younger woman's hand slide down off her shoulder and she almost jumped as it slid down over the curve of her breast. Briefly she thought of making them something to eat until Allison slid her fingers up into her hair, twining through it to further encourage her kiss. Morgan moaned and her body suddenly remembered the time spent with Allison in her arms earlier and urged her to feed a different hunger. She slid the younger woman's shirt up so she could feel the silky skin again, letting her fingers glide across it in a soft caress. Allison slid her hands over the fabric of her shirt and tried to slowly tug it away from the belt. Sighing, she pulled back from their kiss and looked up at Morgan in frustration. She chuckled and unbuckled the belt, letting it fall to the floor. Allison reached for her and slipped her hands up under the hem of her shirt, flattening her hands against the skin of Morgan's sides with a happy sigh. Morgan murmured appreciatively as Allison's fingers quickly set her skin on fire and slowly started moving them back towards the bed. A little voice in the back of her head started to berate her, admonishing her for getting involved, until Allison squelched it out with a seductive flick of her tongue against Morgan's lips. Morgan pulled back from Allison for a moment and looked deep into her eyes.
"Allison," she said huskily.
"Yes, Morgan?" The sound of Allison's breathy answer made Morgan lick her lips. Allison's green eyes were hazed with arousal, and Morgan made herself ignore it for a moment.
"Are you still sure you know what you're doing?" She asked one more time. Allison's lips curved into a sensual smile and she reached up to thread her fingers through Morgan's hair again, pulling her down to her.
"Absolutely," she whispered before kissing Morgan deeply. Morgan moaned against Allison's soft lips, finally letting her passion for the sensual woman in her arms loose as the warnings in her head ceased
Allison felt butterflies dance in her stomach as she boldly answered Morgan's question and kissed her. The passion in Morgan's eyes flared up, as if it had been banked, and was now finally being allowed to burn freely. She caught her lip between her teeth as Morgan slipped her hands under the waistband of her breeches, slowly sliding them over her hips and down her thighs. The captain knelt in front of her and peeled the soft fabric down her legs, brushing kisses against the exposed skin as she went. Standing back up, Morgan pulled Allison's shirt up and over her head and tossed it to the floor with the breeches. Allison felt a blush start to color her skin as Morgan's eyes devoured her from her feet up, finally looking deep into her eyes.
"You are so beautiful," Morgan breathed, stepping in closer to slide her arms around her waist. Allison's heart pounded in her chest as the other woman slid her hands across her skin, pulling her into her body. Moaning softly Allison relaxed into Morgan's caress, leaning forward to nibble gently on her neck as she slid her hands back under Morgan's shirt. Allison felt a purr of appreciation rumble through Morgan as she accidentally brushed the back of her hand against the curve of Morgan's breast. Tentatively she tried to caress the skin again but found her hand tangled in the fabric of Morgan's shirt. Grumbling she reached for the bottom of the shirt and tugged it up and out of the way. "Would you like me to take it off?" Allison blushed at the whisper in her ear and nodded in answer. Morgan pulled the shirt over her head and abandoned it as Allison found herself boldly cupping the curve of Morgan's breast in her hand. The captain sighed softly at the caress and pulled Allison with her over to the bed.
They stood in each other's arms next to the bed, hands freely wandering across each other's skin. Allison slid her hands down Morgan's back and to the curve of her hips, slipping her fingers briefly under the waistband of her breeches before sliding back up her sides. Allison found herself entranced with the feeling of power she felt as she teased small sounds of pleasure out of Morgan, letting her curious fingers dance across the captain's honey-colored skin. Morgan's hands and lips had her in a sensual haze, slipping across the curve of her hip and cupping her breast. Morgan's thumb brushed Allison's nipple and she thought she was going to jump out of her skin as it tightened in response to the caress.
Morgan laid Allison back on the bed and slid her hands down her length, making her back arch in response. Her hands disappeared for a moment then Allison gasped as Morgan slid her body on top of hers. The older woman had shed her breeches, and Allison moaned softly at the feel of Morgan's smooth skin against hers. Morgan hovered over her for a moment then slowly lowered her lips to Allison's for a sensual, thorough kiss. Morgan pulled back again and looked deep into her eyes. Allison felt her body aching for Morgan's caress and pulled the captain down into her, arching her neck in a silent plea. Morgan's soft chuckle tickled her ears as she slid her mouth along her neck, and Allison was sure that Morgan could feel her heart racing under her lips. Her hands splayed across Morgan's shoulders as the woman slid further down her body and gently nuzzled the underside of her breast. She flexed her fingers against the back of Morgan’s head as she brushed soft kisses around her nipple. Her body arched up in response to the sensations coursing through her and she heard herself beg Morgan with a husky "Please..". Allison moaned as she felt Morgan take her hard nipple in her mouth and roll around it with her tongue.
