that simply won't do

part nine

Dana stepped into the darkened flat, smiling to herself as the smell of home hit her. The case had been interesting, but long, and she was utterly relieved to be back. It had been six days since she'd last seen Stella and she was in desperate need of some TLC. She made her way towards the staircase, leaving her suitcase in the hallway as she ascended up the stairs. Stopping in the doorway of their bedroom, she took a moment to appreciate the sight before her. Stella was sitting on the edge of their bed, rubbing lotion into her skin- her silky blush robe fanning her body over her white night slip. Dana's breath hitched at the sight of her and she couldn't stand the thought of going another second without touching her.

"Hi," she said softly, pulling Stella's attention away from her methodical moisturizing.

A warm smile spread across the blonde's face at the sight of her tired girlfriend. "You're home early."

"I was able to change my flight around. Surprise!"

They both watched each other for a long moment, neither of them making a move. Dana's breathing became more labored the longer she stared at Stella and she felt arousal coursing through her.

"Come here." Stella finally urged, motioning Dana over to her.

She walked towards her slowly, sauntering across the bedroom floor. As soon as she was within arm's reach Stella reached out and grabbed her hips, guiding her to straddle her thigh as she pushed her skirt up to her hip bones. The air between them was thick for a moment as they searched each other's eyes amorously. Dana could feel her heartbeat as it rapidly pulsed in her chest. She needed this. Stella began to slowly grind Dana back and forth against her thigh, wet panties rubbing against her bare skin. Dana let out a soft moan, leaning forward to rest her forehead against Stella's. It felt good to be in her arms again and the way her thumbs were digging into her flesh turned her on even more. She began to take up her own rhythm, relieving Stella from the task of guiding her movements. Instead, Stella started to rock her thigh up into Dana's center, smiling wickedly at the small whimpers it drew from her partner's lips.

"I can't wait to taste you. It's been far too long." Stella's breath was hot against Dana's ear and it made a shiver run up her spine.

"Wait, Stella. Wait. I should shower first." The redhead protested, starting to climb off Stella's lap, but her grip only tightened. "Mmm don't you dare."

Before she could protest, Stella's mouth was on her, prying her lips open with her own. Dana moaned softly as Stella's tongue devoured and claimed her. She let her eyes flutter closed as their kiss deepened and all thoughts of showering were instantly erased from her mind. Dana let her hands wander beneath Stella's robe, feeling warmth radiate from her as she grazed her curves with the tips of her fingers. This is what being home felt like and she was unsure if anywhere had ever felt this adequate before. Without missing a beat, Stella began to pull at the hem of Dana's blouse, stopping their kiss for only a second as she lifted it over her head. Their lips reconnected instantly and Dana's heart began to race as she felt Stella's fingers venture behind her back, attempting to unhook her bra. She broke away from the kiss to breathe, and let her head rest in the crook of Stella's neck as she worked her bra off. Inhaling deeply, Dana closed her eyes and sighed at the smell of rose and mint. Stella's smell was home. Every exhausting detail of the case she'd spent the last week letting consume her suddenly disappeared from her mind as she felt her girlfriend's warm hands against her skin. Nothing else mattered.

Stella grabbed Dana's hips again and pushed gently until she was back on her feet. Wasting no time, she began to tug her skirt down her legs before standing and pushing Dana onto her back on the mattress. A small gasp escaped the redhead's mouth as she let her legs fall open, watching with lustful eyes. Stella hooked her index fingers into the waistline of her panties and dragged them down her legs slowly, taking in every inch of her milky skin. Six days had been far too long to go without this. She lowered herself to the bed and rested between Dana's thighs with a grin, licking her lips as the smell of Dana's heady arousal met her nostrils.