The Night Crossing

“You know the best way to warm up is for you to take your shirt off, too. Skin against skin,” Emma tilted her head back and nuzzled Rachel’s neck.

“You are insane.” Rachel’s embarrassment was hard to hide. Nonetheless, a twinge of excitement raced through her. She had never experienced this side of Emma. And while perplexing, there was an unexpected allure.

Both regularly dated men, with whom they had varying degrees of success. Never, though, had Emma hinted that she might be interested in anything more than a platonic relationship with Rachel. Or any other woman, for that matter. But maybe tonight, the chill, the fatigue, the Baltic air, and the whiskey was just the tonic to send Emma into a state that Rachel was beginning to feel would be hard to undo.

And so, despite her nagging apprehension, Rachel permitted herself to do what she could have never anticipated. She stripped off her sweater and t-shirt. Her body, thicker and more athletic than Emma’s, had always been a source of unhappiness for her. Tonight, though, an ocean away from home, she decided to embrace it all.

As she submitted, the hair on her arms bristled, and she wondered if it was the sharpness of the cold air or the feel of Emma’s soft warm skin on her body. While pondering the newness of it all, Rachel was ripped from her thoughts when the harsh glare of the florescent lights suddenly turned off and was replaced by tiny track lights that lined the corridor. Rachel glanced at her watch. It was 1:00. The silence of the hall and the protection of the shadowy light was all Rachel needed now.

The last of her worries faded and the sensations of her body took hold. A crescendo of excitement was growing inside of her. Emma’s skin against her body and her hips between her legs sent Rachel’s mind reeling.

“You feel nice,” Emma cooed, sinking deeper into Rachel.

Rachel pushed Emma’s long dark hair to one side and began rubbing her shoulders. She moaned with every new part of her back and shoulders that Rachel touched. Emma’s soft groans of relaxation only added to Rachel’s arousal. And now, Rachel allowed her feelings to go where they pleased.

As Rachel continued to caress Emma’s shoulders, Emma whispered, “That feels amazing. Thank you.” She reached back and took Rachel’s hands. “Your hands are so warm.” And then, “I want to feel them other places.” She cocked her head back and whispered her request into Rachel’s ear.

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