"It is my favorite place, Charlie. Safe in your arms." She paused and let her hand slip under Charlie's arm to caress her side. "Are you ah, tired?"
Charlie’s voice dropped an octave as she stroked the soft skin over Rebecca’s ribs. "No, darling. Being with you always excites me." Charlie gently kissed the warm skin under her cheek.
"Oh yes, well……" Rebecca was breathless with Charlie's touch. Then she remembered she was the one who was supposed to be doing the seducing tonight. She placed her fingers under Charlie's chin and lifted her face, and then she kissed her. Kissed her with all the passion she felt for her partner.
Charlie stiffened for a moment. In her entire life, even when she was first learning about the love that was possible between two women, she had never been anything other than the aggressor, the initiator. Rebecca taking the lead in their lovemaking was startling and almost alarming. Charlie felt overwhelmingly vulnerable. But then the tenderness mixed with passion that was so uniquely part of Rebecca’s love broke through Charlie’s defenses. She surrendered to her partner’s kiss and touch.
Rebecca pulled back from the kiss and looked into Charlie's eyes; having felt her stiffen, she was concerned. "Are you all right?"
Charlie looked straight in her eyes. "I am very all right. And I am very yours."
Rebecca cleared her throat nervously. "I am glad to hear that, Charlie. If it is all right with you, I would like to experiment a little tonight."
"Whatever you want, however you want me, is always all right with me, darling. I am yours tonight."
Rebecca kissed Charlie again then turned and fetched the box. "Whatever I want?"
Charlie smiled when she saw the box. "Anything at all, darling."
The blonde opened the box and removed the item inside then she dropped the box to the floor with a thump. " I am really glad to hear you say that, Charlie."
Charlie smiled and reached for the implement. "Whatever you want, love. You know that just touching you drives me crazy."
She pulled it back from Charlie's reach. "No, darling, I do not think you are seeing the whole picture."
Charlie looked at her in confusion. "You mean you do not want me to……"
"No." She smiled, kissed Charlie and placed the phallus gently between Charlie's legs, giving it several short, smooth movements.
Charlie’s eyes grew very large as Rebecca stroked her. "Ah, darling? Are you sure…… I mean do you really…… ah?"
"Yes?"
"Do you really want to use that on me?"
"Yes, but only if it is what you want."
"I want anything you want. I just have never…… never had such a thing used on me." Charlie looked at her, saw all of the love and trust that was there. Then she saw the image of Rebecca between her legs, loving her, filling her, giving her all of the pleasure and passion in that huge soul. Shyly, she added, "please, go gently?"
She nodded and swallowed hard. "If I remember correctly, there is something I should do first."
Charlie’s heart tried to pound itself out of her chest. "Oh, God, please." Just the idea of Rebecca making love to her had her pulse racing and her body throbbing. The idea that Rebecca’s lips would follow where her fingers and the phallus were already tracing was enough to drive her mad.
Very slowly, very gently, Rebecca began kissing all of Charlie's body, starting at her shoulders. She laid the phallus to the side, but not out of reach. Her hands traveled back to Charlie, caressing skin already warm and slightly damp. She found her own hesitation and nervousness melting away with every twitch, moan and gasp from Charlie, as her mouth kept moving down, leaving a trail of warm kisses.
Charlie thought she was going insane. No one had ever done this to her before. Rebecca’s mouth was lighting flames over her breasts, down her ribs and over her belly. Charlie’s hands knotted the sheets, and her body arched up to meet Rebecca’s lips. She was past words, past thought. She was need incarnate.
Rebecca continued her quest, until her lips met Charlie's thick patch. Very slowly she placed her hand as Charlie had the night she had done this same thing and she parted her. Carefully and tentatively, she made her first explorations with gentle fingers, finding Charlie wet and welcoming. Then her took her first taste. It different from what she had expected. For her, it was like nectar she had never known existed, and she indulged herself with great delight.
Charlie thought she would die. Part of her wanted to pull Rebecca into herself, needing desperately to find release from the intense feelings the blonde was creating in her. The other part wanted to encourage Rebecca, allowing her to continue her explorations at her own pace. She just kept climbing higher and higher.
Rebecca had to collect her thoughts and try to remember exactly why she had started this. She was very quickly getting lost in this new, delicious discovery. Her hand slid around the bed, coming in contact with the phallus and she remembered her mission for this evening. Slowly and reluctantly, she halted her attentions and fumbled with the harness for a moment until she was sure it was on properly. Then she slowly started making her way back up Charlie's long torso.
Charlie’s body curled up to receive Rebecca in her arms and all along the length of her longer body. Her legs opened wider to accept Rebecca’s hips comfortably and settle their bodies together more firmly. With one hand, she assisted Rebecca in guiding the phallus to her own opening, then wrapped both hands around her hips and pulled her in slowly.
Rebecca's eyes dropped shut at the sensation; it was truly like nothing she had ever felt before. A low groan escaped as the strap stimulated her as she settled against Charlie's body.
Charlie’s whole body arched, drawing Rebecca into her. A ragged gasp was forced from her lungs. For the first time in her life, her lover filled her. Slowly, her hips began to move, drawing Rebecca in deeper, then easing back. It was the most profound surrender Charlie had ever experienced. For the first time in her adult life, she was totally female, and totally Rebecca’s.
Moving gently, focusing on what Charlie's own body was telling her to do, Rebecca remembered the movements that Charlie had used to drive her crazy on their wedding night. She was determined that Charlie should have the same experience. She made sure her movements were gentle but firm, increasing or decreasing the tempo as Charlie moved with her.
"Love you Charlie," she managed to grit out as the pressure built within her own body.
Charlie could not speak. Her body was one flame of passion and love, surrendered entirely to Rebecca. She had climbed higher than she ever dreamed possible and as she heard Rebecca’s words husked into her ear, her world exploded in a roaring cascade of flashing colors and flames. Her body went totally rigid, then curled up, her legs closing around Rebecca’s hips to hold her as close as possible. She gasped, "Rebecca!" and promptly passed out.
Rebecca exploded with Charlie as soon as she heard her own name cried out. When she caught her breath and opened her eyes she looked down at Charlie. "Darling? Charlie?"
Slowly, Charlie returned to the world. As consciousness returned, the most amazingly silly grin lit her face "I love you." That was all she could say.
--*--
Monday, February 6, 1865
Charlie had wired ahead to inform Jocko that the little trap was not sufficient to carry home their baggage. They arrived late in the afternoon at the station, where Jocko and several troopers worked furiously for a few minutes to unload all of the baggage including the rather extensive purchases Rebecca had made in her one day shopping frenzy.
As they rode home in the big supply wagon, Charlie looked at Rebecca. "Darling, I have to say, spending a week in Washington with just the two of us and few duties to attend to was lovely, but I think I like the fact that we are coming home."