It could happen (12)
They decided it would be easier to keep their hands off each other in the company of other people. Danny tentatively suggested they go see a play put together by one of the producers at her station.
“I have to warn you though,” Danny said as they pulled up to the makeshift theatre. “Bob’s got a quirky sense of humor…all anyone’s said is you either love it or try to slit your wrists.”
“Sounds interesting.” Jill laughed. “How come you haven’t already seen it?”
“I dunno…been busy, I guess. At least, after this I don’t have to keep avoiding the man.”
“Unless of course you wind up hating it and can’t think how to tell him it sucked.” Jill pointed out.
“Yes, well there is that.”
She got out of the car and quickly moved to open Jill’s door.
“How gallant, Ms West,” Jill smiled, linking her arm with the other woman’s. “I could get used to that kind of treatment.”
“It’s the least I could do. I may be leading you to certain death.”
******
‘The Disco Kings’ was so bad, it had them in stitches…even at inappropriate moments. Danny and Jill were awed by the extraordinarily bad lines, delivered with gusto by unapologetic actors who substituted loudness for skill. They were still laughing as they drove up to Danny’s apartment.
“I am so glad you’re still speaking to me.” Danny turned to smile at Jill after turning off the ignition.
“Trust me, I wouldn’t have missed this for the world. Do you think your friend Bob wanted it to be that absurd?”
“I hope he did. Something could only be that bad on purpose” Danny said, enchanted by Jill’s laughter.
The women smiled at each other in a moment of comfortable silence. As their eyes locked, humor gave way to something else. Desire made it’s presence felt, and they moved as one toward each other. Their lips met with familiarity that did nothing to diminish the power of the kiss.
Danny framed Jill’s face with her fingers, sliding them down to her neck as she moaned softly. When Jill pulled away, it was Danny’s turn to moan. Jill smiled, reveling in the desire she saw reflected in Danny’s eyes.
“What you do to me, Jill…God, what you do…”
Danny drew a ragged breath, moving in to reclaim her lips and Jill willingly surrendered herself to the tender embrace. She was aroused by her erotically inclined tongue…and moved by the aching sweetness behind it all.
******
They pulled away from each other long enough to stumble from the car and into the apartment. Danny shut the door with her foot as she reached again for Jill, wrapping her arms around her, and thrusting her tongue into Jill’s eager mouth.
She ran her hands across Jill’s back before reaching down to cup her buttocks, firmly fitting her against her thigh. Danny felt the wetness flow from within as Jill’s hips suggestively ground against her. Any more and she knew nothing would stop her from making love to this woman…making her come over and over again.
“Jill,” Danny managed, as Jill nibbled on her lips. “Jill…we have to…we can’t…”
“Shhh…” Jill looked into her eyes with the answer to an unspoken question. She placed her head on Danny’s shoulder, trembling with a need unlike anything she’d ever felt before.
“I want you to make love to me. I need to touch you.” Jill continued. “If we’re meant to have a future together, making love now is not going to change that.”
Danny felt a shudder of desire run through her. She lifted Jill’s head to look into her eyes.
“Are you sure you want to do this, sweetheart?”
“I’ve never been surer. I want to give myself to you…” She took Danny’s hand and placed it between her legs, letting her feel the dampness seeping through. “Feel what you do to me.”
Danny shut her eyes as her fingers explored Jill through the wet material. She felt herself throb in response to her moans.
She knew there was no turning back.
