12 comments/ 22195 views/ 23 favorites Hidden Feelings By: Senoritadelanieve First story, be kind, leave feedback, and know that if you like the story I will be posting more. If not, well, not so many will be uploaded. Enjoy, Hidden Feelings. ------ Where do I begin? My life's changed so much that I hardly recognize myself sometimes. So much has transpired in such a short frame of time that I wonder how I survive. 2 years it has been. And despite all that's happened I wouldn't change a thing. Not one iota of my life has been easy, but I still would not change a thing, for all my bitching, someone stood by me for those two years. Someone I can now happily call the love of my life. They gave me advice where I had no idea, they comforted me when I was down, hell, they stopped short of adopting me as their sister. That's why it was so difficult for her. That's right. Her.... Wednesday. The 15th. I remember it so vividly because three things happened in quick succession: My house caught fire, my mom was involved in a car accident and my boyfriend dumped me. Jaded about the fire, I floated through the day going nowhere in particular, not paying attention to my work or much else for that matter. I was about to walk into a small Bookshop, for no reason in particular, when Rebecca came up behind me and tapped me on my shoulder. I turned, half expecting to see someone offering me something I dropped from my purse. Yeah, I'm a klutz like that, imagine my surprise when I saw 'Rebecca?' 'Hey Alex, what's up?' she asked, seeing my jaded look and I shook my head 'Grab a seat, maybe some popcorn, because here is the soap opera that is my life' I said and she smiled reassuringly as I told her about the fire in my two bedroom house just on the outskirts of town. She listened intently, eyes never leaving mine. God those eyes, the most startling shade of blue/violet I've ever seen. 'Oh my gosh Allie, I'm so sorry' she said and brushed her hand on my arm gently. I nodded, unaware that her hand lingered longer than it usually did 'Well, that's life, seems it doesn't like me though' Rebecca smiled 'well it's only because you're gonna kick its ass one day'. I couldn't suppress a chuckle. 'Only as revenge for this' I said and she smirked.'What's the state of the house?' she asked, and I sighed. 'I've lost half my house in the fire, and the insurance companies said they can only reimburse the fire damage and not the contents that were lost' She smiled again and nodded, then her eyes lit up for a second. 'Do you need a place to stay while they re-build your house?' she asked and I thought for a second, I had hoped to ask someone as it wouldn't be for long, maybe a month or two, so I nodded, albeit sheepishly 'Yeah, just until I can get on my feet, and I can pay rent if you want' I offered but she shook her head almost immediately. 'Nonsense, you're my friend and I'm sure I can manage, my apartment's too big for one person anyway' she said and I smiled 'Thanks Rebecca, I don't know who I would've asked' I admitted and she plastered on that thunderbolt smile again that lit up my day 'Could've asked me' she said and winked and I blushed 'Well, I didn't want to impose' She sighed 'As I said the place is too big, I mean, it echoes when I speak on the phone for Christ's sake' she said with a coy grin and I laughed again. She glanced at her watch. 'Shoot I have to go, come around tonight to have a look, you know where I live' I nodded as she walked away, and I felt my eyes casually wander down the soft tresses of her auburn hair. I shook my head. There was a time I thought, well, hoped really.....But, no, those days were gone. I hope. Not much else happened that day, at least not yet, but I found myself smiling as I usually did when I ran into Rebecca. I wondered what she was doing on this side of town, she worked across the town at a small publishing agency, and she lived even further away than that. I dismissed it as my over-thinking things again, I have a tendency to do that I guess. Looking idly at my watch, I noticed it was nearly 7pm. The sun began to set over the ocean and I smiled. If I hurried, I could catch the sunset at Rebecca's place. I downed the last of my soy latté very quickly (yes I'm a Soy chugger, what are you gonna do?), and decided to go around to Rebecca's place to have a look around, and when I saw the apartment complex I gasped. I had seen it multiple times before and it provoked the same reaction as always. It was just so huge, and it was right on the coast, providing a stunning view of the Atlantic Ocean, and when the sun sets, it has the best view in Southern Florida. I shook my head as I got into the pristine elevator up to the twelfth floor; a floor that offered some of the best views of the woodland surrounding the town and the mountains to the West, as well as the ocean sunsets to the East. I stepped out of the elevator and knocked on the door and when it was opened, I nearly gasped again. Rebecca was wearing her hair in a ponytail, an errand strand of hair cascaded down her face and she wore a tight blouse over a white tee shirt, both were spattered with paint. The sunset in the background melded with her hair and cast a shadow on her face, although she looked like she was about to tell me to rack off, she looked stunningly beautiful. She held a paintbrush in her teeth, and when she saw it was me she took it out and pulled me into a hug, her eyes lighting up instantly. 'Hey you, come to see where you'll be living?' she asked and I nodded, unwillingly breaking the warm embrace. It was the closest thing to human interaction I had had since the Insurance Company called me on my cell. I stepped into her apartment and let out a low whistle when I saw the place; a large, open plan kitchen blended into the living area, leading to large glass doors that opened onto a balcony. She walked past me, brushing herself unnecessarily against me and stepping towards the large doors that led to the balcony. I noticed painting supplies and an easel had been set up, but I couldn't make out the painting yet. 'Make yourself at home roomie' she said with another one of her famous smiles, forcing me to smile back. 'You caught me just as I was painting' She said as she stepped out onto the balcony and brushed her paintbrush across the canvas. I followed her and leant on the door, letting out another low gasp as I saw her capture the likeness of the sun on her canvas perfectly, then the ocean perfectly still and reflecting the dying glow of the sun. In a few brushstrokes she captured the very essence of her apartment complex and the people on the beach, it was as if she was in a helicopter and viewing the scene from a distance as she painted a balcony. I stood there until the sun had gone down and she opened her eyes that I hadn't realized she was shutting, and let out a sigh as a smile parted her lips and she looked at me. 'That's how I paint' she said, and handed me the canvas. 'Still wet' she warned and I gazed in awe at the painting, the people milling about on the beach, some flying kites, some sitting on blankets, the apartment complex and the faint figure standing there with the flowing auburn hair, the setting sun with its orange glow and crimson fire, she had included a few stars as the reds faded to blues and the darkness of night at the edge of the canvas. I stared at the painting for a while. It was absolutely stunning. I looked back to Rebecca who was standing in the kitchen and turning on the stove. I walked into the living room and smiled, and she smiled back. 'Like the painting?' she asked and I scoffed 'Saying I only like the painting is like saying you're not my friend' 'Oh, has someone been telling you we're friends? Because they were lying' she said coyly as she shoved a few vegetables in a casserole dish with some chicken and salad before she threw it in the oven. I hit her arm gently and she chuckled. 'Need any help?' I asked but she shook her head as I walked over. 'No I'm fine' 'If I'm gonna be living here and not paying rent then you have to let me help somehow' I said and she raised an eyebrow, looking at me. Something clouded her perfect blue eyes for a fraction of a second before she smiled. 'You don't have to do anything. Honestly. Call this a celebration of you moving in' she said as she turned the oven on and got a bottle of wine out of the fridge. 'If you want to help then pour two glasses of that' she said, handing me the wine and turning around to grab two glasses. I couldn't help but admire her hips as she gracefully walked towards the cupboard and got out the wine glasses. I shook my head as she turned back towards me and handed me the glasses. I was about to pour when my cell phone rang incessantly in my bag. I sighed and grabbed it, flipping it open. She flashed me a smile and I couldn't help but smile back for the time being. 'Yes?' I asked, and what I heard next chilled me to the bone. My face fell, the color drained away, and I felt myself go numb. I dropped the phone onto the floor. 'Alex? Honey, what's wrong?' I heard Rebecca ask, and I looked at her, my mouth opening and closing like a drowning fish. 'My mom' I said, tearing up already. 'She's dead' The trip to the hospital was hell. It was worse than hell. Imagine your life crumbling around you while your sight is blurred by grief, speeding towards what you knew would be the last time you saw someone you loved, someone you had depended on for twenty five years to be there when you were hurt. That pain is one I do not wish upon my worst enemy, nor myself. It's a pain that few people will experience so young. As Rebecca stopped the car, I gazed at the large ominous building and the large red letters that spelt out 'HOSPITAL' Rebecca held my hand and I smiled emotionlessly as she held me. 'You don't have to-' she began but I shook my head. 'Yes I do' I resolved 'She was there for me all my life, now I have to be there at the end of hers' She nodded and I got out of the car, she held my hand as we walked into the Hospital. Waiting for me, was my Boyfriend Alex. He got up and hugged me, forcing Rebecca to release my hand. I noticed the look of loss on her face as that happened, but it was only there for a fraction of a second, then it disappeared. I was cold and emotionless the whole time, through the talks with the doctors and the police, even through identifying her in the morgue. From what I did hear, my mother was coming to see how I was doing before she was hit by a drunk driver, she was killed on impact. I refused to let the tears come as the police finally let me alone and left the room. My boyfriend sighed, finally bringing me back to reality. He walked out, leaving me and Rebecca alone. She held my hand again and I looked in her eyes. There was so much compassion there that I nearly did cry. 'I'll go talk to him' she said and got up. I instantly felt the loss intensify as she left the room and her hand left mine as inevitable distance separated us. I heard muffled voices through the door of the doctor's office, then they rose to such that I heard every word. '....It's like she doesn't even care...' '...She does care, she's dealing with a crisis here, that and her house burning down it's a wonder she isn't broken down completely!' 'But, it's her mother for Christ's sake!' 'Yes, someone who actually cared for her. Someone who was there for her when she needed it. Someone who was coming to check on her when she found out her house and her possessions were burnt to the ground. Where were you, huh?!' Silence followed and Rebecca layed into him some more. She was on a roll now and woudn't be stopped unless someone shoved a rag in her mouth. 'I can hazard a guess' she screamed, 'and it involves drinking and bedding the first bimbo you met!!' I heard a slap, and rushed to the door, seeing my boyfriend standing over Rebecca with his hand raised in a fist, ready to deliver a second blow. As soon as he saw me he dropped his fist and gave Rebecca a glaring glance before he pointed at her 'You do not disrespect me' he said and walked away. I guessed that was the end of us. I rushed to Rebecca's side and she got up and went to run after him, absolute hatred and maliciousness in her eyes. I couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked standing there like a demon. 'Stop' I admonished, and she looked at me 'He's not worth it' I said and she gave me an adoring smile. 'I guess I won't be seeing him again' I said as I gazed down the corridor. She placed a hand on my arm and tentatively stroked it through my t-shirt. I returned her smile, and hugged her close; finally letting the events of the day hit me. As the first tear came down my cheek, she cradled my head on her shoulder and we both stood in the corridor. Weeping on her shoulder, as she stroked my hair, gave me time to think. Only one thing had been consistent in my life thus far; Rebecca. She was there when I told her about my dad leaving, when I came home crying about my first date she came over to comfort me, and when I struggled with grades in College, she was there to help me get through it. She whispered soothing words into my ear as I buried my head in her neck and inhaled the scent of her perfume. It smelled like Chocolate being cooked, and her hair bore the faint smell of Coconut. As I finally stopped crying, I still stood there letting her hold me, reveling in the contact and the closeness this offered. When she let me go I thought my heart would break again as it had so many times today. I think it was then I realized, I was in love with my best friend. 'Shall we go home?' she asked, shattering my thoughts. The love in her eyes was clear. She didn't try to hide it anymore. I guess she figured out that if I didn't know how she felt right now then I never would. I nodded and she led me out the door by the hand, towards the car. --- The drive home was in silence as well, less than two hours after we got to the hospital. As we got in I sighed and flopped on the couch, flinging my purse over to the chair. She laughed and sat down beside me with a glass of wine. 'Here' she said 'to take the edge off' I accepted and drank deeply of the wine and she watched me, eyes wide. As I finally pulled the wine glass away I looked at her. 'What?' I asked and she shook her head. 'Nothing, just never figured you for a Lush that's all' I opened my mouth, feigning indignance and she tried to sip her wine without laughing. 'May I remind you that I deserve this, the amount of shit that's happened to me today' I said and she snickered, nearly spilling her wine. She looked at me still smiling. 'The answers are not at the bottom of a wine glass you know. Trust me' she said, raising an eyebrow perceptively and laying a friendly hand on my knee. The slight contact was unexpected, the comment even more so. 'What would ever make you try to drink yourself into a stupor?' I asked and she sighed. The smile faded. I could tell there was some hidden memories, hidden feelings that were there, and she was reluctant to let them go. 'I don't know, how about the fact that my parents dis-owned me last year, the fact that I'm 38 and alone, or the fact that I'm in love with my best friend and she's completely oblivious to it' she said, staring me in the eye. So much was there to process. Some of it I think, deep down, I already knew, just lamented to accept it. I blinked, and she waited. There was an entire five minutes of unbearable silence. Her best friend she said, well, she had called me that many times, but, Love? That's a strong word. Does that mean she was gay? And her parents dis-owning her, was that because she was gay? How could I not know this? 38?! She did not look 38 for God's sake! I sat there and she smiled humourlessly at me as she downed the last of my wine. 'If you want to leave then you can, I won't keep you if you need to think' 'No' I said quickly, maybe too quickly. 'I'm fine, it's just, your best friend?' I asked and she nodded 'Yes' I nodded as well. 'You called me your best friend a few times' I stated and she looked down, but still nodded. My eyes widened and I clasped a hand over my mouth. I already knew this though, so why was it such a shock? Well, when I had seen the Love in her eyes at the Hospital, I could deny that. The feelings I felt when I was around her, I could supress. Hearing it from her own mouth, well, those things became harder to deny. She must have mistook my look for one of disgust as tears began to form in her eyes and she turned away, heading towards her bedroom. I couldn't follow. Hey, my mom died, my house burnt down, my Boyfriend of two years just left me, all but calling me heartless, and here was this woman telling me she loved me. This beautiful, sexy woman who could have had anyone she wanted in the world, but chose me. All of that requires some serious self-analysis, okay? So get off my back about not immnediately realizing what my heart was practically screaming. Okay, so, the facts; Fact One: I am not gay. I never have even been curious, but this woman made me feel things I hadn't felt in a long time. There was a soaring in my heart every time she touched me, the love in her eyes at the Hospital had made my heart fly over the moon and come crashing back down when she let me go. Fact Two: I have nowhere to live, and this place is the only place withing 3000 something miles I can stay at. My Uncle's place is in Canada, but that wasn't really practical. Fact Three: my best friend was, IS, in Love with me. And the more I try to deny it, the more I realize, I love her too. It was well past two when I finished unwravelling the tapestry of my feelings. I was still holding the empty wine glass in my hand with such a grip I'm surprised it didn't shatter. My acute hearing picked up faint sniffing and sobbing coming from the next room. My heart nearly shattered when I thought of her crying. I got up, set the wine glass on the table and went to her door, I was about to knock when the door opened and she nearly crashed into me. God, she looked so, so, SO, sexy and cute standing there with her hair in dis-array, the night-gown she was wearing crumbled and clearly too big. Her eyes, though bloodshot, still had the same iredescent quality about them. She looked me up and down and closed her door. 'What?' she asked, wiping away her eyes. 'Today, when you greeted me in the street, why weren't you on the other side of town?' I asked and she looked down. 'I was there to make sure you were okay. I had to see you' she admitted and I smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. She leant into the simple touch, but her eyes still looked hurt. Well, before you judge me on what I did next, just know that there was the woman I loved standing there in a barely decent night gown looking crestfallen. There was nothing I would've liked more than to kiss away the hurt I had caused. So I did. When our lips sealed, God it was heaven. Cliché I know, but oh they were so soft, so pliant, and they tasted of strawberries. She was shocked, too shocked to move, so I took advantage of her momentary paralysis, snaking my hands into her hair and running my tongue over her lips. I had become the agressor. And even though I didn't have the faintest idea how to go about this, I was willing to try. I ran my hands through her fiery red tresses and scraped my nails over her scalp, she moaned into the kiss and opened her mouth. My tongue shot into the opening and danced with her own, sliding over each other in the most sensual way. When I withdrew, she followed, but all of a sudden remembered where she was. 'Wait' she said, breaking the kiss and pushing me away. 'Why?' she asked and I kissed her again, pinning her against her door. 'Because' I whispered into her ear, making her shudder. My hands snaked down to her wrists and grabbed them, pulling them up beside her head so she couldn't push me away again. Hidden Feelings Ch. 02 The 2nd part of our continuing Saga of Rebecca and Alexandra, this is a very long story and there will be at least one more part. A long(ish) part ;) Enjoy part two of Hidden Feelings. ---------------------------------------------- Part Two "Memories Resurfaced" ---------------------------------------------- I won't cry. I really won't. I like to think I'm stronger. Plus, I have no tears left to give. I knew we were leaving. And we weren't coming back. But, I had questions. I needed answers. As she packed up my things, she turned to me and smiled. I did my best to smile, but it wouldn't come. As I looked around our burnt apartment, once our pride and joy, now just a smouldering wreck of what used to be. Some embers were still smoking, and the smell of burnt clothing and the ash in the air was playing hell with my senses. Not much had survived, a few of her paintings, which I had suggested she had kept in a safe, some clothes, and our photos from when we were friends, before we crossed the threshold into Love. As she zipped up my bag she kissed me and, despite my sadness that everything was gone, I felt elated. They were just clothes and paintings. They could be re-bought and re-painted. We were okay. Our Love was intact. Despite best efforts. She opened what remained of the door and stepped out, holding my hand we left. To where, I don't know. But as long as I'm with her, I don't care where, as long as I'm with her. She feels the same way I think. I've always been able to read her like a book. I guess right now, you're wondering why we're leaving. Why my....Our apartment was burned nearly to the ground. This is the second fire to rage against me, and twice I've survived, whilst my possessions hadn't. Sure, you have questions, I wish I had answers. I have some suspicions, but Police say they're unfounded. I know the bastard did it. And I know why..... ------------------------------------------------ *Two Days Prior* ------------------------------------------------ I woke up with a warm sensation in my arms, and I knew then that last night wasn't a beautiful dream. I snuggled against the warm body and heard a giggle. When I opened my eyes, I found Rebecca watching me intently, those blue/violet eyes filled with Love, Lust, and a whole paradigm of other emotions that I reciprocated entirely. 'Good Morning Beautiful' she said and I chuckled, closing my eyes and yawning. 'There isn't a mirror there you know' I said and she blushed. She looked so cute (and not to mention sexy as all hell) that I couldn't resist a quick kiss. As soon as my lips touched hers I knew that a quick kiss was impossible. What was meant to be a chaste good morning peck turned into a searing kiss that left me aroused to no end! Somehow, she ended up on top of me and was holding my hands next to my ears while she ravaged my mouth with her soft, pliant tongue. I was almost surrendering to this sensual woman's will before my stomach groaned in protest, and my bladder complained along with it. 'You....Feel....Good....But I....Need....To get u.... Up' I said while she kissed me every chance she got. She reluctantly got off me and lightly slapped my ass as I walked to the bathroom. 'Hey! You little minx, I'll get you for that!' I said with a grin and she smirked, arching an eyebrow. 'That's a promise' she said, blowing me a kiss as I closed the door. Once behind closed doors, I couldn't get the smile off of my face. I looked in the mirror and laughed; I looked so goofy with my too-big-grin. I got into the shower and turned on the water, yelping slightly as the frigid liquid hit me full force. I shivered and got out, waiting for the water to heat up. I Poked my dripping head out the door. 'Rebecca!' I called and she stuck her head out of her walk-in closet. 'Yes?' she asked and I arched an eyebrow. 'How cold is your shower?' I asked and she smiled. 'Why?' she asked innocently and I just scoffed, turning back to the Devil Shower. 'I'll be too cold' I said with a pout and she gasped, stepping out of her closet. 'Well, we can't have that can we' she said with a sexy grin and I smiled right back as she sauntered over to me and drew me in for a kiss. I pushed her away and stepped into the shower again. It was still cold, but not that cold. I made a 'come hither' gesture with my finger with my sexiest smile and she returned it, stepping into the shower and immediately claiming my mouth with hers. I fought for dominance, but she was just too in tune with my body. We had only slept together once though, what the hell was she doing to me? She ran her hands into my hair and I groaned as her nails raked along my scalp, she broke the kiss and kissed just below my chin and I gasped when one hand trailed down my neck and gently, ever so gently, palmed my breast. Of course, the cold water worked in her favour, but, oh my God, those talented hands were too much. My breathing was becoming ragged as she moved down to the nape of my neck and gently sucked and kissed the sensitive zone there making me nearly lose it right there. She sensed it and stopped her ministrations, making me groan in protest. 'Not yet baby' she whispered in my ear and I shuddered. She pressed me against the wall like I did to her last night and stepped away. I swear I saw admiration mixed with the miriad of emotions in her violet eyes. She picked up her shower gel and rubbed some on he rhands, then onto the front of my body. The cold treacle-like liquid was a sharp contrast to my raging body heat and made the sensations that much better. Feeling her hands running free along my body was exquisite. I was moaning like I was in heat and she had that sexy grin on her face. She looked good enough to eat standing there under the spray, her wet hair cascading down her shoulders and sticking to her skin. Her eyes were violet and clouded with lust, and that grin almost made me cum right there. Her hands gripped my breasts and rubbed the shower gel into them, and I let out a soft moan when her fingers toyed with my erect nipples and gently tugged, twisted and teased them into submission. I arched my back, wanting to feel her hands covering my breast, but she just moved her hands away and trailed down my abdomen, taking my lips into a kiss. I held her head there with all the control I had left in my body. Her hands trailed, feather light over my dripping core and I gasped, and she chuckled, missing it entirely and washing my legs, massaging each inch of my exposed skin, leaving fire and goosebumbs in their wake. She knelt down to finish washing my legs, and her hands made inexorable progress towards my inner thighs, massaging and kneading exactly where she somehow knew would drive me crazy. She kissed each of my thighs and moved back up to my shoulders, giving me the most sensual massage I had ever recieved. Rebecca is a witch I'm sure now. My aches and pains were washed away with the shower gel, and I felt like a new woman. A woman held in the agonizingly delicious place between release and consciousness. When she picked up the shampoo I smiled, and she smiled back, pulling me tightly to her body and pressing a wet thigh to my heated, wanton womanhood, and I gasped, beginning to grind my wet pussy against her thigh and groaning. Suddenly, her lips were on mine and her fingers in my hair, rubbing the shampoo all over each strand of hair, massaging my scalp as her tongue danced with mine in a lover's embrace only the truest lovers will understand. She ground her thigh against my centre and I moaned into the kiss as she removed a hand from my hair and palmed my left breast. That was the final straw. My hips bucked on her thigh and a gush of fluid soaked her more than the water. I never wanted to stop, and she just kept grinding her thigh against me, washing my hair lovingly, ravishing my mouth so sexily and massaging my breast so beautifully. I eventually came down and rested my head against her shoulder with a sinfully sated smile on my face. I kissed her and she moaned. We finished washing each other and when we stepped out, the room was steamy and our skin red. We chuckled and I watched a trail of water from her cheek down her neck and onto her breast, gathering at the nipple and falling off. I was getting aroused again and she knew it. I pulled her in for a loving kiss, with less heat, but just as many emotions, if not more, than the last when i was lost in the paroxysm of pleasure as she was last night. I stepped back and whispered three simple words into her ear; 'I love you' She turned and smiled her billion watt smile and pulled me into a tight embrace. 'I love you too Alexandra' I don't know how long we stood there, but when we finally pulled away the steam was gone and all was silent. Hell, we were practically dry. She took my hand and pulled me into the bedroom, quickly setting me down on the bed and walking into her closet. 'Wait here' she instructed and I did. I didn't have to wait for long as she came out with a beautiful Jade Green dress. I gasped and felt the smooth silk. 'Are we going somehwere?' I asked with a grin and she nodded. 'Yep. I am going to take my girlfriend out for a drink, and a meal' she said and I blushed. 'I like the sound ouf that' I muttered and she kissed my cheek. It was more hearing her refer to me as her girlfriend than anything else. 'Try it on, I'll but mine on' she said and I arched an eyebrow as she disappeared into the closet again. I tried on the dress and sure enough, it fitted perfectly, hugging every curve that I had, without blatently flaunting it. She chose dresses well, as I found out when she emerged in a blue part gown that accented her beautiful eyes that had returned to a cool blue now out of the throes of passion, she wore a pair of sapphire earrings and a red ribbon around her waist. Her neck was wound in a lace pattern of threads that criss-crossed and wrapped over her shoulder. We stood there, each captivated by the woman in front of us, and when she paced over to me I kissed her full force on the lips. Oh, come on, what would you have done? 'you look wonderful' I said and she blushed again. 'Thanks, so do you' she said, holding me tight around the waist. 'So, where are we going?' I asked and she smiled. 'A little place called The Harvester. You'll like it' she said and I leant on her bare shoulder and sighed. 'As long as it's with you' She scoffed. 'That was so cheesy' 'But true' I countered, looking into her eyes. She gave me a quick peck on the nose and she held my hand as we walked out of the door. She locked it behind her and we linked arms as we got into the elevator. During the elevator ride I had to excersise every once of my self control not to ravish the woman next to me. She was wearing that vanilla perfume, and now my hair smelled of cocunut shampoo, so naturally I was going out of my mind. As the elevator stopped at the ground floor, we linked arms again and walked through the reception. 'Your car or mine?' I asked and she laughed. 'Mine of course, this is gonna be my treat, okay' she said, gently lifting my chin and giving me a quick kiss as we walked to her stately BMW. She never really used it that much. She opened the door for me and I got in with a smile as she got in the driver's side and started it up, running her slender fingers over the dashboard. She revved it once and started moving forward, pulling out carefully and speeding along the road. Once we pulled into the parking lot of The Harvester, she got out and opened my door before I even knew what happened. I took her hand and she helped me out. 'Welcome to the Harvester Mi'lady' she said with a flourish and a courtsey, which I returned. We let out a laugh and walked into the restaurant arm in arm. A few patrons gave us wayward glances, but we ignored them. As we waited to be seated, I couldn't help but admire my date's hair as it was framed by the candle-light. Her blue eyes contrasted nicely with the fiery red tresses of her auburn hair as it became one with the ambient red lighting. It was though her blue dress and eyes were surrounded by fire. I was slammed, quite harshly, back into reality when the waitress said hello and gave us our menus, escorting us to a table by the window. The sun was about to set, and when I glanced at the waitress she just winked. I scoffed and Rebecca laughed. 'Yeah, that's Jessie, a good friend, always gives me this table' she said and I smiled at her, looking out the window at the reds and golds as the sun set over the ocean. The restaurant window wasn't exactly on the coast, but it was close enough that the mirror-like waters reflected the sun. I heard a sigh and looked over at Rebecca who was watching me with a smile. 'What?' I asked and she just shook her head. 'Nothing, just thinking that at any moment I'll wake up' I smiled and took her hand. 'If this is a dream, then I never want to wake up' She smiled as the waitress came over and asked us what we would like. I let Rebecca order for me as I had never been to that restaurant before. As the waitress walked off I idly looked around and saw someone walk in. Someone I had never wanted to see again. Alex. He saw me at the table and started to walk over, and I just straightened up in my chair. Rebecca clenched her fists when she finally saw who I was looking at. She palmed her cheek as she remembered the slap. I closed a hand over one and she relaxed as Alex pulled up a chair. 'Hey' he said and I looked up blankly. 'hello'. The silence that followed, well, let's just say I was surprised the waitress didn't crash into the solid it created. 'Look, I, just wanted to apologize, and, well, maybe we can give it another shot?' he asked me and I scoffed. 'How about no?' I swear I saw his eye twitch, but he remained calm. For the time being. 'Allie, I know, I made a mistake..' 'To put it lightly' I said and he took a breath. 'But, we're good together. Please, give me another chance' 'No' I saod, reaching over to grab Rebecca's hand. 'I've found someone else, and guess what? She isn't a woman beater like you!' Okay, maybe that wasn't the best thing to say, but, can you really blame me? He looked between me and rebecca as he absorbed the information. He stood up and straightened his clothes before slapping me across the face. I gasped and felt the burning sensation. Tears threatened, and I was in too much pain, from shock and the actual slap, to hear what followed. When I did finally look up, there he was, face down on the table, Rebecca holding his arm behind his back and holding onto his neck, keeping him in place. 'Now now, Alex' she said with such contemp I almost laughed. 'You should learn by now that you DONT...' 'Ow!' 'HIT!' 'Ouch!' 'Women!' 'Ahhh!' Each time she spoke, she pushed his arm further up until I heard a crack. His shoulder was dislocated. She let him go and pushed him away, leaving him with the same look of fire he had at the hospital. He got up and was about to start towards Rebecca when three men grabbed his arms. One pushed it back into place and the other secured his other one. 'Now now sir, you don't wanna do that. Not only do you face the wrath of two very hurt women, you have to face us. So be a good lad and go home, yeah?' one of them said and moved him out of sight. Rebecca sat back down and sighed. 'Let me see' she said, gently removing my hand. She gasped and put her hand over what I was sure to be a red hand-print. I sighed as her hand lovingly caressed the mark and wiped away a tear. 'It's a good thing you got out when you did' she said and I nodded. I never actually realised what an absolute control freak he was. The night progressed without anymore disturbances. The meal was wonderful, and even more so, was the company. As she talked, she would get this gleem in her violet eyes as she remembered a fond memory, or when she smiled. It made her all the more beautiful. When the night finally came to an end, she wouldn't hear of me laying a penny on the table for my meal. Not even for the drinks. She payed for it all and escorted me back to the car. The moon was high in the clear sky by the time we got home. As I got out of the car, I just stood and watched the water and the beach by her apartment. She stepped closer to me and held me around the waist as we stood there watching the moon and the stars on the beach. 'I love the sea' she said, and I looked up at her as she gazed, almost wistfully, at the rolling waves. 'It's so captivating, tempermental. You never know what it's gonna do next. It's a mystery to mankind' She said, then turned to me. 'Most of all' she whispered as she leant in closer. 'It's beautiful' she said when her lips were a centimetre from mine. She captured my lips in a kiss and we stood there for goodness knows how long just letting the kiss go on and on and on. For the third time in my life, I felt my heart swell with joy. The first was when She said she loved me, the second, our first night together. The third, was now. When the kiss finally broke, we stood there, forheads touching. I shivered when the wind blew and she laughed. 'Shall we go inside?' she asked and I nodded. Now, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to disappoint you, in saying that all we did, was cuddle and fall asleep in each other's arms. --- The sun was too bright, but, at least it woke me up. When I did, I found my lover, my love, sleeping next to me so peacefully with a smile on her face. I just lay there watching her eyelids flutter every once in a while and her gentle breathing. I closed my eyes again, and I guess I must have dozed off again because when I woke up again, I smelt eggs cooking and I could hear the shower running. I got out of bed and the first thing I noticed was the mess. Our clothes were laying on the floor, scattered. I shook my head and opened the door to the shower, watching Rebecca as her hands went to work on her body. 'You know, we really should invest in a cleaner if we're gonna leave our clothes on the floor like that' I said, making her jump. She looked at me and shook her head. 'I don't know about you' she said 'But I don't plan on needing clothes as much as I used to' she finished with a coy grin. I returned the grin and she turned her back to me, brushing her hair away. 'Would you mind washing my back?' she asked and I immediately stepped into the shower, running my hands over her back and eliciting a shudder from her. I lathered up my hands and washed her back thouroughly, before planting a kiss on both her shoulders and then her neck. 'Breakfast is gonna burn' she said breathlessly, so I let her go. Staying in the shower and washing myself before getting out to join her. I wrapped a towel around myself and walked into the kitchen just as she was dishing up breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast. I smiled as she offered the plate to me and I accepted. 'Thanks. You really should let me cook sometime' I said and she smiled. 'Sure, you can cook dinner tonight' she said and I rolled my eyes as we walked to the balcony. 'So, how did you sleep?' she asked and I looked at her. 'Very well, except someone kept pinching my ass in the night' I said and she sputtered when she drunk her juice. 'Well' she said, clearing her throat. 'If it wasn't so cute and right in front of me' she said and I laughed. We continued our breakfast and afterwards I took her plate and washed it up. She offered to do it, but I refused to let her do anything. As I washed up I felt something encircle my waist and lean into me. I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face as she started swaying and I went right along with her to an unheard rhythm. Hidden Feelings Ch. 02 I finished washing the plates as I felt her kiss my shoulder and slowly unwrap the towel and expose my body to her wandering hands. I felt her hardened nipples press against my back as she pressed her firm yet soft body to my own, pinning me to the counter. I was totally at her mercy. She twirled me around and kissed me on the lips, immediately seizing my tongue with her own. 'We need groceries' she suddenly said and I laughed, wrapping my arms around her neck and pulling her closer to our embrace. I gently removed the towel she had wrapped around herself and felt her breasts meld with my own. A simultaneous moan echoed around the room. She lifted me up and put me on the counter, still wrapping her lips in mine, gently palming my abdomen and my breast, one hand travelling south and another staying exactly where it was and circling my breasts and erect nipple. I gasped when she tweaked them exactly whn her finger made contact with my hot centre, stroking all the way from the bottom to the clit. I arched my back, wanting to feel more contact. The arching forced my breast into her hand and her finger slipped inside me as she once again claimed my lips with hers. I let my hands roam down her back and force her closer by cupping her ass and pulling her closer. She moaned when her mound pressed against her fingers and forced them deeper inside, making me gasp and shudder. She began thrusting her hips and forcing her fingers inside while they rubbed against her. She was moaning, and I was screaming. She had three of her slender, talented fingers inside me, her tongue ravishing my mouth, and her hand lavishing my breast with attention they craved. She knew me better than anyone did. Soon, my hips were bucking and Iw as screaming her name as her fingers captured my clit and rubbed it as her fingers slipped into me over and over. When I finally came down, my hands captured her breasts, and that was enough to send her over the edge. We stood there together, bathing in the afterglow. 'Fancy going shopping?' she asked and I smiled. 'Sure, let me get dressed, and I can drive' I said, moving off the counter and kissing her deeply. She followed me into the bedroom and we got dressed in simple tee-shirts and jeans before we headed out the door. It wasn't much of a date, and to be honest, it was kind of boring, but, hey, we needed groceries. I wish I could tell you that when we got home everything was fine, but, hey, the fire had to start somehow. And it just so happened to be just when we got home. As soon as we opened the door, I was hit by a lead pipe. I felt my nose break and Rebecca screamed. I opened my eyes to see her right there on the floor being held down. 'You, disrespect me, and then break my fuckin' arm you bitches!' I recognized the voice. It belonged to Alex. I heard a sharp scraping and a flame dropped next to me. I struggled to get up, but a heel kick to my spine sent me back down. The flame spread to the carpet and lit the first few fibres... Hidden Feelings 'I love you' I said, kissing and sucking at her neck. She shuddered again and moaned as my kisses went lower to her collarbone, gently tonguing the hollow where the bones met. I left a trail of kisses down to the fabric of the nightgown and released her hands again, trailing mine over her shoulders and around her back, gently unzipping the material. I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, so you can guess where my next target was. I lovingly kissed every inch of exposed skin as the nightgown trailed its way to a puddle on the floor, stopping at her breasts, I kissed around the flesh, going in a spiral until I got to her hardened nipple. Gently snaking my tongue accross the surface, I was rewarded with the sexiest of moans and an arch of her back. Her hands went to the back of my head to keep me where I was. As if I was going anywhere. She began whispering my name and bucking her hips. I took the nipple in my teeth and gently bit down as my fingers captured the other one. She went wild, her hips bucked against me and she shuddered, calling out my name. I never knew anyone that could have an orgasm just from stimulation of their breasts. I wasn't finished with her though. My kisses moved back up to her neck, but my hands travelled south to the hemline of her trousers, She looked at me expectanctly as I slipped a finger maddeningly close to her heated core. I could feel the heat radiating from her, and the scent was beginning to cloud my mind with lust. Her breathing returned to normal and I kissed her deeply as I gently stroked her slit all the way up to her throbbing clit. She arched her back again and moaned into the kiss, her tongue thrashing with my own in a Lover's duel. My finger slipped inside her and she broke the kiss to scream. I kid you not, she fitted my finger like a glove. She was like liquid silk, a furnace of womanhood. Her moans and screams were like music to my ears. As she moved closer and closer to her release, I felt my own building up. I slipped in another finger and she screamed out my name, thrashing her head on the door. Her knees shook and suddenly, she stopped moving, her body was frozen. The Paroxysm of Pleasure. Her mouth was open in a silent O as her hips began to buck against my fingers. Her breathing came in Stccato reports as she released herself into my hand. Once it was over, she sank to the floor, and I went right along with her. My eyes were closed as my orgasm took me, seeing her nearly naked and at my mercy, well, it was enough. We lay there together, limbs intertwined as we whispered sweet nothings into each others ear. She finally summoned enough strength to get to her feet, albier shakily, and she led me by the hand into her bedroom. We slept soundly that night. And we have ever since. END.