Chapter 25
"What?" Vera frowned on coming down stairs, looking down at herself on seeing Joan looking at her from the kitchen.
"What are those?" pointing to the small fluffy things on Vera's feet.
"They're my socks, my fluffy socks, they keep my feet warm".
"Are you sure they're socks judging by how fluffy they are I can't actually tell" Joan teased.
Vera narrowed her eyes and put her hands on her hips, sliding across the shiny floor to the older woman.
"Are you teasing me about my socks, Joan?" biting her tongue so she wouldn't smile.
Joan glanced down at the woman in front of her.
"I might be" giving her a soft smirk.
"That's not very nice" she said pouting.
Joan chuckled at the action. "Awww now this isn't a very happy face is it, but maybe, maybe I can make it a happier one" leaning down so their faces were on level, kissing the corners of Vera's pout, once, twice, not needing a third time, the younger woman's resolve dissolving and being replaced by a wide smile and a fit of giggles.
"What was that you were saying Vera?" kissing a spot just underneath Vera's ear, her own grin widening that bit more, if that was actually possible, on hearing the giggles erupt that bit louder, the sound lifting her heart, enjoying the sound and the fact she was the cause of it making it even better.
"Oh Joan stop, please.." managing to vocalise these words between giggles, Joan kissing her a couple of times more before ceasing, allowing the younger woman to catch her breath.
Oh how those giggles lift my heart.
They do something to me.
Something inside.
Just the sound of them.
The sound she makes when she giggles.
No one else does it like she does.
"My tummy hurts, cheeky" gently swatting Joan's forearm, a beaming smile being flashed to the governor, lifting herself up on the balls of her feet to place a kiss on Joan's chin, this action tilting the dark haired woman's face down, Vera unable to help herself kiss the governor flush on the lips, to wind her arms around that strong neck, deepening their kiss.
"Hmm" Joan murmured, smiling against Vera's lips, pulling her deputy against her. "I don't think you understand how beautiful you are" she whispered.
Vera smiled shyly against the kiss, stroking her hands down the length of Joan's back, the action making said woman shiver.
Lifting Vera up under her bum, she carried her over to her sofa, carefully laying the smaller woman down and then lowering herself over the top, propping herself on her forearms either side of her head, fingers stroking through the light brown waves fanned out over the dark of the sofa like a halo.
Look at her.
She's like an angel.
My angel.
She's perfect.
So perfect.
Laying on her back Vera was silent, watching the older woman simply gaze at her, she felt at that moment like she was a piece of art that was being admired, looked at in wonderment, adored.
Joan scoffed and lightly shook her head, a little smile on her lips.
"What?" Vera asked in a whisper.
"What, what? Just look at you, you're....you're...you're indescribable, words fail me, fail me in describing the different facets and qualities that you possess. You're just...just...just...an angel" looking on at seeing the blush creep up Vera's cheek. "It's true" leaning down and brushing her nose to Vera's, their eyes mere millimetres apart, unable it seemed to avert her eyes from the woman underneath her.
"Well I happen to think that you're stunning" Vera said, brushing her nose to Joan's, trailing her hands down to rest at the waistband of Joan's loose fitting black lounge pants, her fingers dipping underneath to brush against the soft skin, trailing a path round from her back to her tummy, watching as Joan raised her eyebrows.
"Any objections?" Vera asked, still stroking her skin, keeping her eyes on Joan.
Joan couldn't help but see the glint in Vera's eye, the obvious want to touch her, something she'd never seen or felt from anyone else before.
She shook her head no.
"No" before being pulled down on top of the younger woman, surprised at Vera's strength, as she turned them over so now it was Joan laying on her back on the sofa, having her throat and neck peppered with kisses.
"You.Are.Gorgeous" were the words spoken with emphasis on each one, her t shirt being pushed up her body revealing her breasts, Vera immediately moving her kisses over each one, smiling against the soft skin on hearing Joan murmur softly at her actions, these murmurs turning in moans as she slid down the long torso of the dark haired woman, reaching the waist band again, looking up to see Joan looking down at her, her chest heaving that bit more.
"P...Please" this solitary word enough and all the encouragement Vera needed to peel Joan's pants and knickers off her long, smooth legs , the fingertips of the woman between said legs making contact with them every inch of the way down, relishing how smooth they felt.
No words were needed, only moans were heard from the writhing woman led on the sofa, Vera's rhythm steady and persistent as her tongue traced patterns and then honed in on one particular sweet spot on the now diamond hard bundle of nerves at her mercy, collecting some of Joan's arousal, gliding it up to and then over her clit, applying that little bit more pressure, enticing a louder grunt mixed with a pleasurable moan from the older woman, large hands threading through and gripping curls, her hips grinding into Vera's face, then her thighs tightened around her head, her body tensing, back arching off the sofa.
How does she do this to me.
She knows exactly what I like, where I like it.
How I like it.
She knows me and my body.
And she's opened something to me that I didn't think I could ever have.
To be this close, this intimate, feel this good.
This much pleasure.
A final couple of brushes of Vera's tongue pushed Joan over the edge, a full-throated moan of pleasure leaving her lips, the name of the woman who'd brought her so much pleasure joining along with this moan, the sound of the woman she loved climaxing under her tongue, making Vera groan with pleasure also.
Listening to Joan panting as she recovered her breathing, Vera slid back up the long body of the governor laying on top of her, stroking her fingers through the dark tresses fanned out against the sofa underneath them, watching the brown eyes be revealed to her.
"So gorgeous.." moving her lips to Joan's ear, huskily whispering "not to mention sexy" feeling Joan's shyness at her words, her eyes reflecting this.
Saying nothing Joan leant up to kiss Vera pulling her against her. "You are.." one of her hands moving between their bodies, into Vera's lounge pants and knickers, feeling her arousal immediately on her fingers, causing a groan from both of them, this developing into a moan from Vera on feeling herself being filled by two of Joan's dexterous fingers, her hips instantaneously riding them, a louder moan on feeling the tips of the fingers inside her touch her sweet spot.
Parting from the kiss to take in some more air, Vera put her hands on Joan's shoulders for leverage as she rode her fingers, giving the dark haired woman a close up view of her face as it flushed and her forehead beaded with sweat, lips slightly parted, the pleasure she was giving the woman who meant so much to her.
Look at her, look how beautiful she is.
Riding my hand above me.
I'm so lucky to be here being able to this to her.
Her allow me to do this to her.
She's sexy and so beautiful.
She's perfect.
Just perfect.
Hearing the moans and feeling Vera's hot core contract and close around her fingers caused Joan to groan again, doubling her efforts and increasing the pace of her fingers, her thumb sweeping a rhythm that matched her fingers, this extra pace causing Vera to come apart above her, loudly calling Joan's name as she flooded her hand, leaning forward to slump on top of the older woman, her heart beating rapidly, along with her heavy breathing.
Withdrawing her hand from Vera, she placed it along with her other hand on the small of her back.
"Are you ok?" Joan said softly, wanting to make sure she'd not hurt the younger woman at all.
Vera lifted her head a satisfied smile on her face. "V...Very ok" her breathing having calmed enough for her to speak.
Joan smiled at Vera's smile, the answer that she was ok settling the older woman down inside, cuddling Vera close to her, kissing the top of her head, inhaling the smell of her shampoo.
"I'm always ok when I'm with you" Vera offered, stroking her hands down Joan's bare sides, loving how soft the skin was, getting a squeeze from Joan.
Lifting her head up she rested her chin on Joan's chest, gazing at the older woman as she traced her fingers over her face, like her eyes were committing every feature to memory.
"M..My Joan?" Vera said, a bit tentatively, unsure how Joan would react and not wanting to push anything.
She just said that.
Called me hers.
Asking if I'm hers.
Almost if I'd like to be hers.
Someone wants me to be theirs and not just anyone.
Her.
She does.
She wants me.
Despite of knowing what she does and how I've acted she wants me.
It's scary and nice in equal measures.
The woman who seems to understand me actually wants me.
No one else, she wants me.
Me.
Carefully studying the blue eyes a hairs breath from hers, Joan let herself get lost in them for a moment, before nodding her head.
"M..My..." A pause. "My Vera?" she whispered, the woman in front of her nodding almost as soon as the words had left her lips.
"Always" Vera said back, confident and sure, this single word causing the lips of the governor to curve into a smile, a happy smile, the younger woman leaning forward to capture these lips in hers.
I'll always be hers as long as she'll have me.
I wouldn't want to be anyone else's.
Never have I wanted anyone else so much before.
Yes she's got flaws but everyone has.
They're just another part of her that makes me love her more.
If that's possible.
She's just perfect to me.
Perfect for me.
My Joan.