Timeless

CHAPTER 43

Q uinn stood there in her wet sports bra, wet jeans, and wet underwear. At least, she wasn’t also in wet socks and shoes since they’d kicked those off at the front door. Abby was kissing her neck, holding on to the back of it with one hand while her other was unbuttoning Quinn’s jeans, and Quinn could barely breathe. Nothing had ever felt as good as having this woman’s hands and mouth on her in any way.

Abby undid her jeans and moved her lips to Quinn’s, kissing her as she pushed down at the pants. Quinn had to push them down, too, because they were wet and stuck to her skin, which made Abby laugh into her mouth and Quinn pull out of the kiss, laughing as well. She managed to get them off, though, and wasn’t laughing anymore when she pushed Abby backward until she was up against the side of the bathtub.

“Get in,” she said.

“Babe, I still have my clothes on.”

“I know.” Quinn nodded for her to climb into the tub.

Abby did as she was told and laughed again once she was under the spray of the water, still fully dressed. Quinn followed her in and pulled at Abby’s shirt, tossing it onto the bathroom floor somewhere to deal with later. Then, she kissed her, pressing Abby against the back wall, and Abby’s hands moved to her own jeans before she unbuttoned and unzipped them, moving Quinn’s hand there. Quinn moved it away and pushed the jeans at Abby’s hips. She knelt in front of her and pulled the jeans off Abby’s legs, but instead of standing back up, she remained on her knees, kissing Abby’s inner thighs and stomach.

“Yes,” Abby whispered, holding on to the back of Quinn’s head .

Quinn knew what she wanted, and she’d do that, but not now. Instead of giving it to her, Quinn found the body wash and opened the bottle.

“Quinn!” Abby laughed a little.

Quinn smiled up at her and began washing Abby’s legs, which had a little of the freshly cut grass they’d been lying around in and some mud that had flicked on her as she’d run away from Quinn and their picnic blanket. Quinn gently picked up each leg, washed them clean while she kissed the inner thighs in turn, and then moved to stand.

“Turn around,” she said softly.

Abby turned away from her without a word, and Quinn unclasped her bra. She kissed the shoulders on display and pulled the straps away from Abby’s body. Abby held it to her breasts while Quinn massaged body wash into her skin, taking in the scent of coconut that would now always make her think of this woman and this moment. Abby moaned when Quinn massaged a particularly tight spot, and when Quinn was done, she pulled off her sports bra and tossed it somewhere before she moved into Abby’s body and wrapped her arms around her from behind. Abby gasped, probably at the feel of Quinn’s breasts against her back, and Quinn kissed her neck and reached up with one hand for Abby’s bra, which she dropped to the floor. She then cupped Abby’s full breasts in her hands for the first time and massaged them as Abby leaned back against her more fully.

“God, Quinn,” Abby let out. “Please, touch me.”

“I am touching you.” She sucked Abby’s earlobe into her mouth.

“You know what I mean.”

“I do. And I will do that, but not in here. Just let me worship you, Abs. Please.”

Abby nodded and said, “That sounds really nice.”

“Frustrating but nice, right?” she teased as she nipped at Abby’s earlobe.

Abby laughed a throaty laugh that Quinn hadn’t heard before, and it spurred her on. She massaged harder and played with Abby’s nipples, hard from Quinn’s touch despite the water bringing warmth around them.

“I’m going to take off your underwear now,” Quinn said.

“Okay,” Abby replied.

Quinn let her hands roam down to Abby’s hips, and she lowered the bikinis to the floor of the tub before Abby kicked them off the rest of the way. Quinn looked down at Abby’s perfect ass before she moved back into her.

“You too,” Abby requested.

“Okay.”

Quinn lowered her own underwear to the floor, kicked them off, and moved back into Abby. They were now pressed together front to back fully for the first time.

“I want to see you, Quinn,” Abby told her as her arm snaked around Quinn’s neck.

Quinn was busy kissing her shoulder while her hands roamed freely over Abby’s chest and stomach, gripping her hips hard because she desperately wanted to press into Abby and make herself come while she stroked her.

“You want it,” Abby added. “I can feel how much you want it.”

“Of course, I want you,” Quinn replied. “God, so much. And I promise you that I will happily do everything hard and fast, how I think we both want, but first, I want slow. I want all night, Abigail.”

“Okay,” Abby agreed before she turned in Quinn’s arms and wrapped her own around Quinn’s neck. “Kiss me.”

Quinn leaned in and captured her lips in a searing kiss. She sucked on Abby’s bottom lip and moaned at the feel of it in her own mouth. Nothing could ever feel as good as holding Abby, kissing her like this. Abby proved her wrong, though, when she began massaging one of Quinn’s breasts and moved her lips to Quinn’s neck.

“Fuck,” Quinn let out.

“Yeah, I want that, too,” Abby replied and nipped at her earlobe how Quinn had done to her a moment ago. “But you said we’re going slow. ”

Quinn smiled and asked, “You don’t want slow?”

“I want everything,” Abby whispered into her ear. “Let me wash you. Then, we can go.”

“Okay,” she replied and handed Abby the body wash.

Abby concentrated as she squirted soap into her palm, and it was adorable. Then, she took in Quinn’s body as if to determine where best to begin before she landed on Quinn’s breasts, which didn’t exactly have mud or grass on them, but Quinn wasn’t going to tell her that. When Abby knelt in front of her, every fantasy Quinn had had about this woman since they’d met felt like it was about to come true; only Abby was there just to wash Quinn’s legs. Abby’s hands did go a little higher than Quinn had anticipated, though, or had done to her, moving to Quinn’s inner thighs just where her curls had been tamed. Then, Abby kissed where the curls started under Quinn’s belly button and moved her lips higher, letting her soapy hands move over Quinn’s back until she finally stood again and smiled.

“Good enough for now?”

Quinn responded with a rapid nod before she rinsed the soap off her own body and got out of the shower, letting Abby rinse off herself under the spray while she found them a towel. Just one, though. They’d only need one. She pulled Abby into her and wrapped the towel, which was too small, around Abby’s shoulders. She dried them both off enough, hung the towel back up, and Abby pulled her by the hand back into the bedroom, where Quinn suddenly felt very, very nervous.

Abby seemed to notice and took the lead. She pulled Quinn in for a deep kiss and backed herself up against the bed until she was disconnecting their lips and climbing onto it. Quinn followed her until Abby’s wet hair was against her pillow and Quinn was on top of her. She ran her hand down the middle of Abby’s chest and cupped her, but only for an instant before she tapped Abby’s inner thigh, and Abby spread her legs. Quinn settled between them, and her nose grazed Abby’s as they both gasped .

“Just stay there,” Abby said. “Just… don’t move. You feel so good right there.”

“ You feel so good right there,” Quinn echoed before she kissed her.

They lay like that, pressed together, for what felt like forever before Quinn finally began to slowly roll her hips. Abby pulled out of the kiss, and Quinn shifted her mouth to Abby’s neck. She kissed her as she continued to move her hips, lowering her mouth to Abby’s collarbones next and kissing, sucking, and licking there before looking up at Abby to make sure that she really was ready. When Abby smiled down at her and ran her hands through Quinn’s wet hair, Quinn moved her mouth to Abby’s breast and kissed around the nipple before she sucked it into her mouth. She moved her center over Abby’s thigh then and pressed her own into Abby’s center, rocking a little harder now. Abby’s hands moved over her back, driving Quinn wild whenever she gripped her muscles as they moved. Quinn gave Abby’s other breast the same attention before she shifted lower still, losing the friction they both wanted, but she’d get back to that later.

“God, Quinn,” Abby let out as Quinn circled her belly button with her tongue. “I need you.”

“You have me,” Quinn replied. “Always.” She kissed Abby below her belly button and moved lower to kiss her inner thighs, rubbing up and down before grasping Abby’s breasts in her hands and massaging them how she had in the shower.

“Come back up here,” Abby requested.

“You don’t want me to–”

“Later. I want you up here first.”

Quinn moved back up her body, and they kissed for several minutes until Abby’s hand moved between Quinn’s legs and cupped her.

“Touch me, please,” Abby begged. “I need you now.”

Quinn moved her hand between them and slipped into Abby’s folds, swallowing hard at the feel of her. Then, she began stroking, causing Abby to close her eyes as her head went back. Quinn watched her and knew that she loved this woman already. She also knew that it wasn’t only because they had a connection that predated their very births. Watching Abby come undone below her was about the two of them and no one else, and Quinn was in love. When Abby’s fingers slipped into Quinn’s folds, too, Quinn lost all train of thought as she began rocking into Abby’s touch.

“Inside,” Abby requested.

Quinn slid down and pushed two fingers inside her, knowing how wet and ready Abby was for her.

“Quinn…” Abby let out as she opened her eyes to look into Quinn’s.

“I know,” Quinn replied. “I know, baby.” She kissed Abby’s forehead. “Come for me.”

She pressed her thumb to Abby’s clit and moved inside her. Abby kept up her strokes, but where they’d once been rhythmic and on target, they were now a little all over the place. It didn’t matter, though. Quinn was close anyway.

“I’m…” Abby uttered.

“Me too,” Quinn replied and thrust her fingers deep inside Abby while she rocked her center into Abby’s palm now that Abby had given up on her strokes.

“God! There!” Abby yelled.

Her head went back. Her mouth opened. She went rigid. Quinn stopped moving against her to watch her lover come at her touch for the first time.

“Wow,” she whispered, not even caring if that sounded cliché, ridiculous, or lame.

She’d just watched the woman she loved come, and it was the most beautiful thing that Quinn had ever seen. She wanted to watch that happen over and over again for the rest of their lives and knew that she wouldn’t ever want anyone like this ever again.

“Did you?” Abby asked as she tried to catch her breath.

“No.” Quinn smiled down at her. “I was a little preoccupied.”

Abby wrapped her arms around Quinn’s neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Then, her hand was back between Quinn’s legs, and a second after that, Abby pushed her fingers inside her. Quinn pulled out of the kiss to sit up and ride them. Abby watched her, pressing her thumb to Quinn’s clit, and Quinn rocked against her and lifted herself up and down, closing her eyes at the feeling of being touched by Abby in this way. Abby’s free hand covered Quinn’s breast, and when she sat up and pulled Quinn’s nipple into her mouth, Quinn opened her eyes and watched as they moved together.

Abby held on to her behind her back, and Quinn rolled into Abby’s fingers, which curled inside her. Abby’s mouth was still on Quinn’s breast, but then, Abby looked up at her with those beautiful, fully dark eyes now, and Quinn pulled her lips to her own, kissing her messily, breathing into Abby’s mouth as her orgasm built again. She pulled out of the kiss and dropped her head back when it hit her. Her hips thrashed into Abby’s body, and Abby held her tightly, not letting go or letting Quinn fall back and lose her orgasm. Quinn came soundlessly and continued to move against Abby until she came down completely and gripped Abby’s face again, kissing her hard and not letting go because she never wanted to let her go.

“Well, that was…” Abby faded out breathlessly against Quinn’s mouth a minute later.

“Yeah…” she agreed with whatever Abby had meant. Then, she kissed her again and let Abby lie back down as she ran her hand down the middle of her chest again. “Abs…”

“I know,” Abby said and cupped her cheek.

“What do you think I was going to say?”

“That it feels too soon to say it, but you feel it, and you don’t know if it’s because of them or us that we feel it this soon.”

“Wow! Yeah, that’s exactly what I was going to say.”

“And you feel it?” Abby checked, running her thumb over Quinn’s bottom lip.

Quinn nodded and asked, “Do you ?”

Abby nodded back and whispered, “It’s just us in here. ”

Quinn felt something then and looked down, finding Abby’s hand pressed to her heart.

“They’re not here, Quinn. It’s only us.”

Quinn pressed her forehead to Abby’s and said, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Abby replied.

Quinn lowered herself on top of her, and Abby enveloped her in her arms. They lay like that for a while before Quinn finally kissed Abby’s shoulder and began moving her lips down her body, causing Abby’s breathing to grow shallow when Quinn reached her destination. Quinn spread her, met Abby’s eyes, and licked, tasting her for the first time. She kept her eyes open while she brought Abby to another orgasm with her mouth, watching her come again at her touch and knowing that Abby was right: they were the only ones in this room right now – the only two women falling in love, being in love, expressing that love – and that was all that mattered.