Invisible String [T.S-E.S BOOK ONE]

16

*A bit of a continuation*

March 30th, 2013

The sun filtered into the room the next morning, waking Eleanor from her peaceful slumber. She tried to roll over to grab her phone, but was stuck. She opened her eyes fully and was immediately transported back to the night before. Thank god, she thought, it wasn't a dream.

The blonde looked so peaceful. She probably hadn't had a good night's sleep in a while due to touring. Plus, last night's activities definitely wore her out. Eleanor couldn't bring herself to wake her up. So she stayed put, slowly running her fingers through her blonde curls.

She could get used to the feeling of Taylor asleep on her chest. Spence may be mad that she took his spot in bed, but they'll find him a new one.

It's crazy how one night with Taylor had her thinking and feeling so much more intensely than she ever did in the three months she was with Maisy. She was in deep. She never wanted to be this close with anyone, not after her mom royally fucked her up, but Taylor had wormed her way into her heart and wasn't going anywhere.

The blonde mumbled something incoherent and cuddled closer to her girl. The light was beginning to infiltrate her sleep but she was so comfortable, she refused to open her eyes.

"That feels good." She sighed, letting herself start to wake up.

Eleanor leaned down and kissed the top of her head. She still couldn't believe that she was able to do that.

"That feels even better." Taylor giggled, her eyes finally fluttering open, immediately squinting from the light. "We're buying you curtains today, damn."

"You get used to it." Eleanor chuckled, scratching lightly at Taylor's scalp as she continued to run her fingers through her hair. "We should get up soon. Spence needs to go out."

Taylor tightened her grip on Eleanor's waist and buried her head in the crook of her neck. "No."

Eleanor squeezed her arm. "Come on!" She laughed. "We can walk with him to this cute breakfast place around the corner. We'll call it our first official date."

Taylor looked up at her, pressing a soft kiss under her jaw. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head. Eleanor had promised they could pick up where they left off. As nervous as she was about being with a woman, last night had given her much more confidence. She wanted to be with Eleanor in every way possible.

"Or...." Taylor giggled, starting to kiss down the brunette's neck. "We could pick up where we left off last night. I believe it was your turn."

Eleanor craned her neck, allowing Taylor more access to her. "Hmm?"

Taylor didn't say another word before slowly descending down her lover's body.

She pulled up Eleanor's shirt, completely ignoring the fact that it was a shirt from her tour, and trailed hot kisses down the athlete's abs. She could stay there forever worshiping her muscular frame.

"You're so fucking hot." The blonde whispered, running her tongue along the cut muscles. "You were sculpted by the gods."

Eleanor had never been so simultaneously flattered and turned on at the same time. She could feel the hot arousal pooling between her thighs as Taylor worshipped her body.

The blonde had no idea what she was doing, she just wanted to make Eleanor feel as good as she had the night before. It was that desire that created the confidence she was exuding.

Slowly, she slipped her hand passed the waistband of Eleanor's boxers. The athlete jumped as her could hand met her burning skin.

"Please..." She begged, her hips jerking against her will. "Please Tay..."