Chapter 3 

“Does it feel good baby?” Shane said in a low husky voice that sent shivers down Carmen’s spine. Not trusting her voice, she bit her bottom lip and nodded her head. Her back was pressed up against the door, arms firmly around Shane’s shoulders and her legs were wrapped around her slight waist.

So caught up in wanting to release all the pent up sexual frustration, Shane and Carmen couldn’t even make it to the bed and instead ended up against Shane’s bedroom door. Their clothes were either half on their bodies or pooled at their feet as they raced to find any amount of skin they could make contact with.

Shane’s left hand was flat against the door next to Carmen’s head, her other hand working the Latina smoothly and steadily into a frenzy. The only thing keeping Carmen from falling was her iron grip and Shane leveraging her weight against her. Her breath was coming in short quick bursts as she panted into Shane’s neck, feeling long slender fingers delve in and out of her in a constant rhythm that was quickly bringing her to the edge.

She knew if Shane had been anyone else she would never be in this position, single and ***** someone who has no expectations to enter a relationship with her, but who said she loved her. She mentally shook her head and brought herself back into the moment, she was with Shane, though not really with Shane. ‘Less thinking more kissing’.

Carmen brought her head from it’s resting place and nuzzled Shane’s cheek so that she would look at her. The front of their torsos were pressed against each other, Carmen’s shirt was off though her bra remained on and Shane’s shirt was completely unbuttoned, revealing her washboard abs but covering her pert *****.

She had brought her emerald green eyes and stared deeply into earth brown. ‘Terra’, that’s what Carmen reminded Shane of. Her favorite movie of all time was Gone With the Wind (though she never told anyone except for Alice and made her promise to keep it a secret on pain of a slowly and tortuous death) and though the sight of Atlanta burning down always made her choke up, she would instantly feel better every time she thought of Scarlette going back to Terra, the name of her home. Terra meant something to Shane that others couldn’t identify with, it meant safety and security and stability. It meant the earth, something that was solid and ever changing yet always remaining the same. It was everything Shane was and everything she’d always wanted… ‘Oh no’.