Previously: “Because,” said Dana, her hands on Alice‘s *****, “I can’t look at you and not touch you, not want to make you scream out my name.”  Without warning, she lifted Alice in the air.  Instinctually, Alice wrapped her legs around Dana’s waist.  One of Dana’s arms was under Alice, keeping her supported, while the other was under her skirt, exploring.
             “*****, Dana,” Alice said in a grunt, as the brunette’s finger brushed her swollen *****.  “You do realize we’re outside, in the middle of the day.”
            “I don’t ***** care,” Dana muttered, thrusting two fingers in to Alice‘s warm, moist center.
               “Oh GOD,” Alice yelled, her face buried in Dana’s shoulder.  She began to kiss Dana erratically, sucking on whatever her mouth came in to contact with.  She latched on to Dana’s right ear, and sucking turned to biting.   Dana continued to ravage Alice with her fingers.
              “Alice.  I love you so ***** much.  There is no one but you.  Ever.”
              Alice wrapped her legs tightly around Dana, and whispered in her ear, “Take me inside, Dana.  Please.”
            Dana pulled her fingers out of Alice‘s slick folds and wrapped both arms around her waist.  “Are you sure, baby?  That’s probably not the smartest idea, for either one of us.”
            “***** smart, Dana.  I need to not think right now.  I need you.”             As Dana carried Alice back up in to the apartment, felt a knot of panic in her stomach.  Was this the last time she would ever make love to the woman of her dreams?