She turned her head into the pillow, willing these feelings to go away. She didn’t want to want Kara. She didn’t want to have these feelings for a woman.
But she did. She couldn’t deny them any longer. It was driving her insane. Tomorrow, she would go to her. She would go to Kara and beg her to make love to her if she had to. Kara had wanted her tonight, Ginny knew that. She could feel that, see that in her eyes. Maybe Kara could give her the release that her body craved.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
GINNY STOOD NERVOUSLY beside her car, her eyes wide. Her legs were shaking and she wasn’t sure she could even walk to the cabin. She swallowed, her hand reaching back to the car. Maybe she should just leave. Maybe this was a mistake. Why was she in such a hurry to disrupt her life? To change everything? And it would. She could never go back to the life she had.
But she wasn’t happy with her life. Was she? Hadn’t she been searching all these years? Searching for what, she hadn’t known. Not until she met Kara, anyway. Now she knew. I want her.
She walked to the door, her hand trembling as she knocked lightly. She heard footsteps then Kara was there, holding the door open.
Their eyes collided and her breath caught in her chest. Kara stood barefoot before her, an old paint-stained T-shirt hanging out over faded blue shorts.
"Ginny… what are you doing here?" she asked softly.
"I had to come. You knew I would," she accused. They stared, neither making an attempt to move. "May I come in?" she finally asked.
Kara stepped back, letting Ginny pass and she shut the door behind her.
"I’ve been thinking… thinking about us," Ginny said quietly. She turned around and gasped. Hot desire burned in Kara’s eyes.
"You shouldn’t have come," Kara said.
"I want you," Ginny said simply.
"No. I can’t do this," Kara said. "I won’t stop the next time."
"I don’t want you to stop," Ginny whispered.
"Ginny, listen to what you’re saying."
"Please… you’re not going to make me beg, are you?"
"You don’t know what you’re doing," Kara said.
"No, you’re right. I don’t. And I’m scared to death."
Kara laughed nervously. "Then why?"
"I want you, Kara. I want to make love with you," she said quietly and she watched as Kara nervously swallowed.
"I don’t want you to hate me, Ginny… and you will."
"No, I won’t. You want me, too. I can see that in your eyes," Ginny whispered.
Kara moved to her and took her hands. "Yes, I want you. I just don’t want to hurt you." And I don’t want you to hurt me, she added silently.
"I want you to be the one, Kara. I want you to show me." Ginny’s hands gripped Kara’s tightly. "Please?"
Kara left her protest unspoken. Ginny’s eyes were begging and Kara ignored the warning bells in her head and she lowered her mouth and captured Ginny’s lips, lips that opened under hers. She felt Ginny’s hands tremble as they clutched her arms and Kara pulled her mouth away.
"Don’t be scared," Kara begged.
"I am. I’m scared to death. I don’t know what to do," she said. "How to touch you."
"I’ll show you," Kara said softly. Her hands cupped Ginny’s face and her kiss was soft, gentle. But when Ginny’s tongue came out to meet hers, Kara’s mouth turned hungry and she moaned against Ginny’s mouth, taking her tongue inside.
Their breath came fast and they pulled away, both their chests heaving with their desire. Ginny reached up and touched Kara’s clinched jaw, soothing her.
"You’re scared, too," Ginny said with awe.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I don’t want this to be a mistake," Kara whispered.
"It would be a mistake to ignore this attraction."
Kara took Ginny’s hand and led her into the bedroom. The afternoon sun was gone, leaving the room in shadows. Ginny stood still, but her hands shook uncontrollably in Kara’s. She had never been more nervous in all her life.
Kara knew this was probably a mistake but she couldn’t stop it. Not this time. She wanted what was about to happen. Her hands went to Ginny’s waist and she tugged her shirt from her shorts.
Ginny’s breath poured from her as Kara pulled the shirt over her head. Ginny raised her eyes to Kara’s as Kara unsnapped her bra and Ginny let it fall to the floor. She stood and watched as Kara’s face softened and she saw that Kara’s hands were trembling, too, as they reached out to touch her. But her hands stopped, just a breath away and Ginny saw Kara squeeze her eyes shut tightly.
"Kara?"
"Oh, God, I… I just want you so much," she murmured. She needed to go slow, despite the ache in her. She finally cupped Ginny’s full breasts with gentle hands.
Ginny murmured a sigh and closed her eyes, her body melting under Kara’s soft caress. She gasped when Kara’s warm mouth covered her erect peak, taking the nipple inside and Ginny’s hands went to Kara’s face and she held her there, her head bent back, eyes closed tightly. So different from Phil, she thought crazily. Oh, and it felt so good. As she knew it would. Her legs would not support her a minute longer and she collapsed on the bed, weak from Kara’s mouth.
"Ginny?" Kara asked with uncertainty.
"Come to me," Ginny said softly. "Please?"
Kara’s breath caught at her soft plea and she moved and stood by the bed, pulling Ginny’s face into her. She wanted her so badly, she had to force herself to go slow. She didn’t want to scare Ginny but she wanted her more than she could ever remember wanting before.
Ginny was calm as she reached out and slipped her hands under Kara’s shirt, moving to her warm waist, touching her bare skin for the first time. Her composure vanished, however, when Kara took her hands and moved them to her breasts.
"Touch me," Kara commanded softly.
Ginny’s fingers touched her hard nipples, then closed over her breasts, each fitting easily in her hands. So soft, she thought. So unlike a man. She groaned, wanting to touch them with her mouth and she shoved Kara’s shirt up, pulling Kara into her waiting mouth.
"Oh, Ginny," Kara whispered and she pulled the shirt over her head quickly, standing silently before her as Ginny’s mouth moved to her other breast. Ginny’s hands went to her shorts and fumbled with the button.
"Take these off, please," Ginny begged. She wanted to touch her bare skin. She wanted to see her naked. Kara let her shorts fall to the floor and Ginny held her breath, overcome with desire for this woman. She was so thin, but her small breasts were full, erect and Ginny reached out, but Kara captured her hand.
"Now, you," she said and reached for Ginny’s waistband, unbuttoning her shorts with ease and pulling them down Ginny’s hips.
Ginny laid still, feeling her heart pounding and fearing she would surely pass out when Kara finally came to her. But her arms welcomed Kara, moving over her shoulders and pulling her close as Kara laid her naked body on top of Ginny, molding herself to Ginny.
"Oh…" Ginny shut her eyes, guiding Kara’s mouth to hers. It was slow. Slower than she could ever have imagined and her hands caressed Kara’s warm back, savoring each kiss, each brush of their tongues. Then their slow exploration turned hungry as lips claimed the other and Ginny moaned as Kara’s tongue went inside her mouth, exploring with warm wetness.
When Kara slid lower, Ginny’s hands guided her to her breasts and she groaned softly when Kara sucked hungrily on her. Her legs opened instinctively and Kara settled between them, pressing into her and Ginny rose up to meet her, aching to be touched by her. She trembled when Kara’s hand moved over her waist and her breath caught when Kara’s fingers ran through her soft triangle of hair, so close to her desire.