"This might come in handy," said Emily as she pulled lightly on the leash in her hand before unbuckling it from Parker's neck. They walked hand in hand to the drop off and delivery where Bobbie was waiting by her car. Parker had bribed her with another ticket for the match the next day if she would give them a ride into the city. The tall blonde could see that Emily was pissed as she tried to convince the guy about to write a ticket that it'd only be a couple more minutes.
"They let her out? But she tried to kill you, Parker."
"I'm aware of this, a lot of cat gut made the ultimate sacrifice for me," joked Parker.
"This isn't funny. People who do that don't deserve to be walking around. She's probably planning her next strike now."
"Em, calm down. If anything Gail's trying to find a good attorney, not another way to kill me. I just wanted to come down here and tell you so you wouldn't be pissed when you heard it from someone else, but I see that's wishful thinking on my part," said Parker as she opened the back door of the car.
"I'm not mad at you, sweetheart. It's just not fair that you have to worry about this the night before your match."
Parker leaned over and kissed Emily again running her hand through the soft blonde hair she had come to love. "I'm not worried, baby, and I don't want you to be either."
"Yeah, why's that?"
"You should be more worried about what Bobbie's going to think of you when you don't talk to her because you're making out with me in the back seat. But just in case she's listening, she should look at the road instead of the backseat. Because if she gets into a wreck trying to get some new pointers we'll give her name and address to the papers and tell them she's the one that knocked me out of the Open. Bookies everywhere would be happy to come over for a visit." Parker laughed softly when the driver took her eyes off the rearview mirror and gave the road her full concentration.
By the time they got to the apartment, Bobbie needed a cold shower from just listening to the moans coming out of Emily, and Emily needed to be carried up the stairs because her legs refused to move except to come apart.
"Hurry with the key, honey," demanded Emily. Parker had put her down and propped her against the wall to get the door open. "I need you."
Parker got the door open and grabbed her partner to make a quick trip into the bedroom. When she got Emily on the bed and had her skirt half way off, the pilot put the brakes on any further advances.
"We have to stop, Parker."
"Stop? I don't think so."
"Yes, you have a match tomorrow and remember what happened the last time. I don't want Gary make you start staying at the hotel because I can't control myself," explained Emily.
Parker threw the skirt over her shoulder and pulled Emily's panties off in one quick move. When she started on the buttons of the shirt Emily had on, the blonde tried to squirm further up the bed and out of Parker's reach.
"I mean it, Parker, you have to stop."
Parker kneeled on the bed and moved toward Emily coming to lie beside her when she was close enough. "You want me to stop?"
"Yes I do. I don't want to, but we have to be good."
Parker ran her fingers through drenched blonde folds getting Emily to moan again. "You want me to stop doing this?"
"No. I mean yes! Don't do that."
Parker withdrew her fingers and brought them up to paint a wet spot on Emily's blouse over a hard nipple. "How about this? Should I stop doing this too?" Parker asked before biting down gently over the material.
Emily set a new record in getting her top and bra off pulling Parker's head down to her chest as soon as she was done. Once she had Parker latched on to a happy nipple, Emily dragged the big hand back between her legs. The sounds coming out of Emily were starting to drive Parker into combustion when the blonde stopped them again.
"Come on, Em, you know you want this. I can feel you want this," Parker wiggled her fingers surrounded in wet heat to drive her point home.
"Just take off your clothes before you get too caught up, baby, then get back to work." Emily pulled on the t-shirt while Parker pulled down the sweat pants she had on.
Naked, Parker lay down on Emily and just took a second to enjoy the feel of soft skin pressed against her own. The short nails dragging up her back got her to roll over until Emily was laying on her before she put her mouth and hands back to where they were before the stripping break.
When Emily's hips started to move it was Parker that stopped them. "Not yet, honey, I'm not there yet," protested Emily.
"Kneel down for me, Em." Parker was confused when Emily's face that was pressed against Parker's chest got hot and the rest of her body wasn't moving. The heat was coming from the blush and the stillness was coming from hesitancy. "What's wrong?"
"I just don't…what I mean is, I'm not usually so….I've never," rambled Emily.
"Baby, I'd never force you to do something that would make you feel uncomfortable. I don't want to tie you up or hurt you, I just want to make you feel good and what I had in mind was going to do that, I promise. You trust me right?" asked Parker. The slightly red face nodded against her shoulder getting Parker to smile. "And you know we can stop whenever you want, right?" The blonde head nodded again. "Ok, kneel down for me and face the headboard."
Emily was so timid that Parker vowed to kick Gail's ass the next time she saw her. No one acted like this unless the person they had been with had taken their time to make them feel wanted and appreciated.
Emily looked down when she felt movement on the bed, finding big blue eyes looking up at her and from the crinkles at their sides she could tell Parker was smiling. With exaggerated slowness, Parker parted the slick swollen lips of Emily's sex with her fingers before dragging her flat tongue along the same path until it found the hard button that was going to be the focal point for the next few minutes.
The moment her tongue touched the place Emily most wanted her, Parker got the result she was looking for and Emily tipped her hips forward seeking a firmer massage letting Parker breathe. When the licking switched to sucking, Emily closed her eyes and hung on to the bed to keep from falling over the feeling was so intense.
Emily was enjoying the sensations so much, any feeling of embarrassment over her position was forgotten, and she was about to ask for something more when Parker beat her to the punch. Slowly Parker slipped two fingers in and curled them a little hitting just the right spot to get Emily to start keening. When it became too much, Emily released the bed and grabbed onto Parker's head to get her to suck harder.