couch.
“Brett, can I ask you something?” Taylor spoke softly as she leaned against Brett. Brett’s fingers were sliding through Taylor’s hair.
“Sure.”
“Will you make love with me?”
Brett’s hand stopped stroking Taylor’s hair. She was extremely nervous about her relationship with Taylor. She didn’t want to screw it up. She was falling in love with her. “Are you sure?”
“Honey, I want to make love with you more than anything I have ever wanted,” Taylor whispered, as her lips nuzzled the soft skin of her neck.
Taylor stood up, and Brett took her hand. Gently and slowly, she tugged her into the bedroom, her eyes dark with need. Brett stopped her at the bedside and spoke softly.
“I want you to know how important this is to me. I don’t want this to be a casual relationship, Taylor.”
“This is important to me, too. It’s not casual for either of us.” Brett slowly removed Taylor’s clothing until she stood naked in front of her.
Her petite body was tautly muscled and yet feminine. Her breasts were full, her waist tiny, and her legs slim, the patch of red hair between her thighs as dark as the hair on her head.
“God, you are so beautiful, you make it hard for me to breathe.” Brett gathered Taylor to her. “I’m so nervous.”
“Why?” Taylor began to unbutton Brett’s shirt wanting to run her hands over her superb body.
“This is our very first time and it’s so important.” Taylor’s heart thudded in her chest as she removed the rest of Brett’s clothes.
She gasped as she saw the strength and power of Brett’s body. There was no question that she had worked hard at getting into shape. Taylor knew how much work it took to develop such a perfect body. It took dedication and conviction, traits that most people didn’t recognize when they saw Brett. “Brett, this is special—what’s happening between us.”
“I know.” Brett covered Taylor’s mouth in a kiss, a soft full kiss that overwhelmed Taylor.
They moved onto the bed, their arms wrapped around each other, their bodies molding together. The contact of skin to skin made them both warm as passion built between them.
They made love tenderly this first time and memorized every inch of each other’s body. Both women were overcome by powerful feelings as they touched and tasted each other, savoring their time together. It was a night of lovemaking that filled their hearts with magic and unexpected emotions. Brett trembled in Taylor’s arms as Taylor feasted on her wet center, her mouth ravenous for the taste of Brett, and she held her tightly as Brett shuddered with an orgasm.
Taylor’s eyes overflowed with hot tears as her body surrounded Brett’s fingers that filled her completely and stroked her deeply until she exploded with pleasure. Brett’s tongue tenderly captured her tears and held her as her body recovered. They made love long into the night until they fell asleep wrapped securely in each other’s arms.
They spent every night together for the next two weeks, and they made love as often as possible. No words of love had been exchanged, but they were both in love, crazily in love. Nothing intruded on this magical and special time.
On a Wednesday several weeks later, Brett had to go out of town on a business trip for one of the ski team sponsors. Ski sponsors were the lifeblood of the program. It was their money that supported the many skiers on the circuit. She was scheduled to go to New York City for four nights with other members of the women’s ski team. One night Brett was to appear at a cocktail party, one night was a charity auction, and another night was a sit-down dinner and benefit for pediatric aids. As part of the team, Brett had to attend a lot of publicity functions in order to represent the United States and gain sponsors for the team. Brett was adamant about not wanting to go out of town so early in their relationship and leave Taylor behind. She asked Taylor to go with her,