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Love in Control – Chapter XVI – Who You With?
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“Taste good, too,” Tiler murmured huskily, licking lightly at the base of that neck, where a pulse was hammering. Again, before Jia could say anything, her lover went ‘round her neck, but paused when she felt Jia’s arms finally react, as they lifted to wrap Tiler by her waist, still tucked under her shirt. “Don’t stop, Tiler,” Jia whispered back as Tiler skimmed over to the base of her neck, again, pressing several kisses on that pulse beating erratically, beating crazily just for me.
Tiler moved her kisses to the crook of one shoulder, then traced a wet path over the elegant clavicle to get to the crook of the other shoulder.
“You’re not changing your mind, then?” she whispered.
“Are you kidding?” Jia breathed, in as soft a voice.
Tiler slid her lips over that long neck, again, now arched and open, inviting Tiler to do to her what she wanted. “You virgins taste like heaven,” Tiler teased lightly.
She nibbled her way up to the dimpled chin, and paused. Jia sighed and tightened her embrace around Tiler’s waist and spread her legs wider.
Tiler shifted again, to move up and closer, lips lightly brushing Jia’s, and then waited. Everything she’d done, nibbling, kissing, licking Jia all over her face, neck and shoulders were all meant to stoke Jia to a fever pitch, to lead up to this moment.
Sky blues opened, half-lidded with lust and latched onto dark blues, as they ground into each other sinfully. Kiss me, Tiler.
Jia lifted her neck, and brushed her bee-stung lips over Tiler’s thinner, cherry red lips a nano-second later, moving slowly against them, a long, very languid caress of lips, until Tiler introduced a wet, slick, explosive touch of tongue as she rimmed those bee-stung lips. Her lips were as soft as she expected. Heaven! Jia whimpered as Tiler gently explored the edges of that honey-sweet mouth with her tongue, tasting something slick, sugary, and hot. She waited ‘til Jia opened her mouth, and then entered slowly, opening her mouth, also, to invite Jia’s tongue in, licking it when it ventured out, sucking it in slowly when it entered her mouth. They sucked, slid, and danced slowly with their tongues and moaned together as the heat of their kiss boiled over. She’d had women melt in her arms like this before, but now … this moment with Jia, was not like those times. This was enthralling, exhilarating, unforgettable — to have a woman, this beautiful, brave, magical woman, moaning in her arms. She wanted to have this forever.
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Dear Lord, woman. You just get better and better. That was the definition of sexy.
Yes, i agree , sexy, very sexy!
Alice, one loud and weird girl. She never was my favourite character. Kick her out of the car and let her get lost.
Thanks for the update!
The book is ending soon, and that was the lead-in or appetizer for the next chapter, which will s-s-s-sizzle! Am debating whether I wrap the book up then or break the ending into two chapters. What say you? If I end it in one, the last chapter will make for a longer read.
Btw: I was advised recently that maybe I should consider writing in other places. I tend to write what I would read, and I look for rhythm, style, flow, voice, nuance, etc. in what I read so aspire to that when I write. These may not be the same things others here look for when they read, hence the advice. Since it takes some work and time to write, in the first place, (time I don’t have much of), maybe the advice-giver is right: it may we’ll be true that my idiosyncratic approach is not a good fit for readers here. Which is fine, btw.
Meanwhile, thanks for the comments @ssgogo93 and @Bibi28 ! I hope you’ll like how the book ends.
Long reads never bother me, it just means more wine.
This site has a rich history of writers of all styles and skill levels. Your particular style is unique, polished, creative, and very entertaining. I’m assuming this is the first and only site you post your stories. The FanFiction lane is an excellent entree into the world of writing, as it has a built-in audience eager for more creative stories that revolve around their favorite characters. You’ve evolved well beyond that. You’ve created your own world of interesting characters, each very colorful, distinctive, and lovable. You’re very talented and you obviously have many stories to tell. While I’d hate to see you go, you should definitely continue writing and perhaps explore different forums to share your work. Whatever you decide, please don’t forget your peeps here and let us know where we can find more @Skydancer musings.
Sky dancer!
Please continue with Bette and Tina’s storey and a little insight as to what happened to the gold and their lives together. Arron and Harley need to become the love of each other again!
I’m a. Believer!
I see you Tibetter001! Thanks for believing :-)
The gold story; Aerin and Harley — they’re coming back soon.
Will give you a head’s up when,
Keep warm til then,
S
Hi S.
Completely ecstatic that you replied, in fact I was so thrilled with the love and affection these two women have for each other I have continued with poems as well as lyrics to songs once again. I’ve always had an amorous nature and I have been blessed with a wonderful women who appreciates the romantic side of me.
B & T need more children to love on. I am depending on your good sense and writing talent to make their futures long and productive!
In Florida now but will get back to the snow and cold of Toronto soon.
Stay well my friend,
You may end this story in short form or long. Up, down, or sideways. Just as long as it makes you comfortable. If you are comfortable, we get more creative imagination. More imagination the better the read, and with your talent you would entertain the idea of moving on. We will certainly miss you here. Your material is so very appropriate here, This site was always good for bigger discussions and better arguments about all things L word. And when no one could decide what the production staff writers were thinking some one else would write a better edition and appease the masses. If you leave here please remember you will always have a fan club!
Hello,
Thanks for your comment! I’m thinking of writing differently, after this one concludes. Not so public; more intimate; and delivered specifically for a reader or small group of readers. Like a handcrafted cocktail, done omikase-style, by a bartender whose style you like. The drink takes some time to craft, has many layers of taste and flavor, but you wait patiently for your bartender to fix your drink because you know that she has time to do only a few such cocktails in the bar you’re in, then she’s off to do other bars. You’ll have to tell her if you like the drink, of course.
Let me know if you want to be one of them (one of the readers, I mean. Although I fully support drinking a cocktail, a handcrafted, well-prepared one, while you read. And only if you don’t drive after, of course!)
‘Til then, take care!
S
Intriguing, carry on