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“Gabriela is just taking a shower.”
The image of Gabi naked, wet hair, water trailing her body, over her breasts and down to the part of her that Aisha desperately wanted to explore did nothing to help her control her desire. She was sure she was blushing redder than the skyline in the painting on the hallway wall. She turned her attention to it and studied the sunflowers in a rich green meadow bowing towards the setting sun. She imagined lying in the grass, holding hands with Gabi and talking about love.
“It’s a pretty picture, isn’t it? My friend Señor Cortez, Pablo, knows the artist. Do you like art, Aisha?”
“It’s of the fields to the north. Yes, I do like art.” She held out the bag. “These are for you.”
Nana smiled and took the gift. “Would you like a coffee?” she asked. She poked her head through the door leading to the bedrooms. “Gabriela, Aisha is here.” She headed towards the kitchen.
Aisha stared at the door for a moment and imagined walking into Gabi’s bedroom. Her stomach did a spin. Nana had unpacked the small meringues and set them on a plate by the time Aisha reached the kitchen.
“I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to leave you again. I’m on the hunt for a fruit dish, and Pablo has promised to take me to see a local potter.”
Aisha smiled. “I need to replace the plates I broke,” she said.
Nana waved her hand, swatting her away. She took a sweet and ate it. “Gabi said it was her fault. We have plenty of plates. Hm, these cakes are good.”
“They’re soplillos de la alpujarra.”
“Yes, Juan’s mother used to bake them. You can’t get anything like this in England. They melt in your mouth. They’re far too tempting, and I must resist having more.” She patted her stomach.
Aisha smiled. “Mama bakes them too, but I got these from the market.” Her mama hadn’t known about her plans to visit Gabi, otherwise Aisha would have baked them herself. She hadn’t wanted to raise suspicions. She still wasn’t ready for questions.
A knock at the door grabbed Nana’s attention, and she excused herself. She shouted down the corridor to Gabi to tell her that she was going out. “Have a lovely day, cariño,” she said and closed the door behind her.
The quietness intensified the butterflies in Aisha’s stomach, and the dizzy excitement of earlier returned with fierce determination. Her hands trembled, and her mouth turned drier than scorched earth in the heat of summer. She gazed out the window, over the river and towards the hills to distract from being consumed by her burning desire. She’d spent years yearning, dreaming, and denying the sole reason her heart pulsed with passion, and now she’d kissed Gabi, she had to know what it felt like to make love to her.
She turned at the sound of footsteps behind her. Gabi approached in a T-shirt and shorts, her hair spiked and wet, leaving Aisha breathless.
“This is a very nice surprise.”
Aisha’s heart raced, harder and faster, and she thought it might burst, and her insides vibrated. Her hands were clammy and trembling, and if she didn’t do what she came here for, she might become too afraid. And that would be a wasted opportunity. She grabbed Gabi’s T-shirt at the waist, tugged Gabi to her, and kissed her. Mint. So soft and warm. The throb between her legs was undeniable in its need for attention. She ran her fingers through Gabi’s hair and kissed her harder, adoring the sensation of Gabi’s tongue in her mouth.
Gabi eased out of the kiss. “Hm, and a very good morning to you too.”
Aisha tugged at the waistband of Gabi’s shorts and traced her fingertip across her belly. Gabi broke eye contact and released what sounded to Aisha like a strangled laugh. Aisha ran her hand higher.
Gabi jolted and groaned. “You’re killing me here.”
Aisha tugged Gabi to her and kissed her tenderly. Gabi’s skin was hot and soft and prickled as Aisha ran her fingers across it, and Gabi moaned with desire and urged her to explore. She moved her hand higher, imprinting the shape of Gabi in every cell in her body. The heat in Aisha’s core intensified as she touched Gabi’s breast, and Gabi gasped when Aisha tweaked her nipple. She had never imagined being able to give so much pleasure from such a simple act. Slowly, she lifted Gabi’s T-shirt over her head and took Gabi’s nipple into her mouth.
“Oh, my God, you feel so good.” Gabi closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and held Aisha to her chest.
The firmness of Gabi’s nipple on her tongue and the soft flesh of her breast against her lips was exquisite and intoxicating. She felt delirious. She teased Gabi’s nipple, fascinated by the effect that mirrored in her own body, the fizzing at her core, and the throbbing between her legs. It was incredible, and amazing, and exactly like the rise in a musical score. Only, she didn’t want the fall to come. She wanted to keep climbing, higher and higher.
Gabi eased Aisha from her and blew out a puff of air. She caressed Aisha’s face and kissed her softly. She picked up her T-shirt.
“I want to make love with you,” Aisha said, and the way Gabi stared at her caused her heart to race. She was sure this was what Gabi wanted too.
Gabi scratched behind her ear and her forehead. She bit her lip, glanced out the window, and released a long breath. She turned back to Aisha and locked eyes with her. “Are you sure? I mean, really sure?”
Aisha took Gabi’s T-shirt from her and threw it to the couch. She undid her own blouse and cast it aside, then unfastened her bra and let it drop to the floor, closely followed by her skirt. She drew Gabi to her, breast to breast, stomach to stomach. The warmth, and the softness, and Gabi’s woody scent reaffirmed the rightness of the decision she’d taken when they’d kissed for the first time. “Yes, I am really sure,” she said. “My parents don’t—”
Gabi kissed her softly, tenderly, and unhurriedly, and it felt as if she was able to explore every part of Aisha with featherlike touches. When Gabi traced the line of Aisha’s back, she felt the effect in her neck and down her arms. When Gabi touched her stomach, she felt a jolt low in her belly, and when Gabi cupped her breast, she felt sparks of energy everywhere. Her knees weakened, and she led Gabi to the couch before they gave way completely.
Gabi moved on top of her and kissed her neck. She enjoyed the spikiness of Gabi’s hair at her fingertips and the sharpness at the base of her neck. The tingling sensations that came from Gabi’s kisses intensified as she moved down Aisha’s body. And when Gabi took Aisha’s nipple into her mouth, Aisha gasped as the explosive sensation coursed through her. She cried out and opened her eyes. Gabi looked up and smiled.
“You like that?” Gabi said and went back to Aisha’s nipple.
