Trisha came in and perched on the arm of the chair.

‘You smell good,’ said Michaela, looking up from Caro’s book and taking in the newly showered Trisha.

Trisha leaned down and kissed Michaela. ‘Almost got myself a case of the heebee jeebees in the shower. Kept thinking about that webcam photo. My God I’ve never seen anything like it in my life.’

Michaela nodded. ‘I’ve been thinking about it all day. Looking around and wondering if they’re here watching us and we can’t see them, or what? Gives new meaning to the idea of jumping at shadows, that’s for sure.’ she glanced down the hallway. ‘How’s Caro?’

‘She’s asleep. How she manages to sleep in there, I’ll never know.’ Trisha smoothed her fingers through Michaela’s hair. ‘I’m not going to be able to sleep without you tonight.’

Michaela closed the book and pulled Trisha down onto her lap. She felt the warmth of Trisha’s body pressed against her and relished it. After months of empty arms, she finally had them wrapped around Trisha again. She pressed her face into Trisha’s neck and breathed in her scent.

‘I feel like I must be dreaming,’ she said.

‘Why?’

‘Being with you again.’ She ran the tip of her tongue along Trisha’s breastbone.

Trisha dipped her head and caught Michaela’s lips. ‘You and me both,’ she said.

Michaela slipped her hands under Trisha’s robe and stroked the silky flesh. Trisha hummed deep in her throat and pressed her fingers under Michaela’s collar. Trisha’s skin was flushed from her shower and Michaela pressed her palms to her skin, soaking up the closeness. Trisha shifted slightly and they kissed, tongues meeting.

‘I can’t believe I’m horny,’ Trisha whispered.

Michaela smiled under the kiss. ‘You have no sense of occasion,’ she agreed and moved a hand up Trisha’s thigh seeking the warmth between her thighs. ‘You’re wet,’ she said. She dipped her fingers in the wetness and explored the delicate contours. Trisha tightened her grip around her shoulders and Michaela felt her hot breath against her neck. She slid her fingers inside Trisha and stroked the warm, wet flesh. Trisha’s breath quickened.

Michaela ran a series of kisses down the side of Trisha’s face, her fingers still inside her, keeping the rhythm slow, feeling Trisha build up to a climax. She moved her hand and wet fingers slipped out and rubbed instead. Trisha groaned into Michaela’s neck, her legs spreading wider.

‘I want to taste you,’ Michaela whispered.

Trisha barely nodded but moved obediently when Michaela slipped out from under her and laid her back in the armchair, pulling the robe to the side and running her tongue over a hardening nipple. Trisha arched toward her. Michaela dipped her fingers back into Trisha’s warmth as she trailed kisses down the length of her beautiful, bare body.

She knelt on the floor in front of Trisha, smoothing her legs gently apart and placing her mouth upon her. She flicked out her tongue and lapped at the wetness there, running the tip of her tongue over and around, Trisha arching back in the seat, panting

Michaela teased, feeling Trisha moving closer towards climax, keeping her there just on the edge as Trisha’s hands grabbed handfuls of cushions in whitened knuckles. Michaela opened her mouth and sucked, and that was it, Trisha fell over the edge and shuddered to a climax.

Michaela tucked the robe closed and smiled, waiting for Trisha to open her eyes.

‘What are you smiling about?’ asked Trisha, eyes still closed.

‘How do you know I’m smiling?’

‘I can feel you.’

Michaela laughed and kissed Trisha. Trisha rolled into Michaela’s arms and opened her eyes. ‘How did you get so damn good at that?’ she asked.

Michaela laughed again. ‘I met you,’ she said.

It was Trisha’s turn to laugh now. ‘You’re so corny.’ She looked Michaela in the eye. ‘You want reciprocated?’

Michaela kissed her. ‘More than anything, but I’m going to make coffee instead and read more of that book.’ She smiled. ‘You should be able to get to sleep now.’

 Trisha rolled her eyes and sat up properly in the chair. ‘I can’t believe we even did that, when this is going on,’ she said, waving her hand at the room.

Michaela kissed her again and stood. ‘When you’re that close to me, you’re all I can think about.’

Trisha looked serious a moment. ‘It goes both ways, you know.’

‘Good.’