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Caution: Under Construction, Part 32

©2002 -Vertigo-

Keefer finished her tour of the house and, after a brief bout of embarrassing "Young Sheridan" stories, Mr. Landers was bidding the couple a good night in the foyer.

"It was great meeting you, Keefer, please don't be a stranger. If Sher gets on your nerves, you're always welcome here," he snickered as his daughter rolled her eyes. "I'm sure Steven would never object to your company."

"I'll bet," Sheridan grumbled.

Keefer grinned, "Thank you very much for dinner, I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again very soon."

"Steven! Sheridan's leaving!" the older man yelled then turned back to Keefer. "Take care of her, will ya? Make sure she eats."

Keefer glanced at her scowling lover and smiled. "Don't you worry," she winked at Sheridan's dad who winked back and ruffled his daughter's hair.

"Quit that," the blonde smoothed her hair and watched as her brother flew down the stairs, slid through the hallway in his socks and passed right by her.

"Bye, Keefer!" he said excitedly.

"Bye, Stevie," Keefer gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Steven blushed and broke out in a goofy smile.

"Remember, we have a date," she said in a loud whisper.

"Uh huh, I remember," he ginned proudly.

"All I did was leave them alone for a second and they're dating behind my back," Sheridan teased good-naturedly. She really couldn't pretend to be annoyed when her brother was so excited. "So, what's this about a date?" she poked Steven in the stomach.

"Me and Keefer are going to watch 'Star Wars' together! Why didn't you tell me she likes 'Star Wars', Sher?"

Sheridan tried not to laugh. "I forgot," she said with a snicker. TheyÜhad 'Star Wars' and Keefer wasn't a big fan at all.

The tall woman elbowed her lover.

Mr. Landers smirked at the two women. "You've got reading to do, Steven. Go on and get ready to take your shower."

"'Kay, goodnight, Keef. Smell ya later, Sher."

"Night, big foot," Sheridan snorted as her brother grinned like an idiot at her lover before running up the stairs.

"We gotta go, Pop. The dogs have to go out."

"I know, hon," Mr. Landers hugged his daughter then opened his arms for Keefer. The inspector hesitated. "I don't bite," he smiled.

Keefer allowed herself to be hugged by a man for the first time and it didn't feel half bad.

"Goodnight, you two, drive safe."

************************* The couple drove to Sheridan's house to take the dogs out for a quick walk, with Sheridan promising them a long morning run, and then they did the same with Fifi. It wasn't very late, but the two women had had a long day and just wanted to relax and unwind for the rest of the evening.

Now back in her house, Keefer sat at the kitchen table watching Sheridan prepare coffee for them. Her gaze traveled the length of the construction worker's body, slowly admiring every inch. She lingered a while at the sculpted muscles of Sheridan's shoulders and licked her lips when she stared at the arousing bulge of her biceps. She felt her breathing change as her arms flexed here and there while the blonde reached for a spoon or stirred in sugar.

Keefer felt a thrill shiver up her spine, knowing that Sheridan was all hers -- every bit of her, every hair on her body. It was a strong sense of possessiveness and the inspector liked it. No one else will be touching Sheridan from now on, only her. Keefer sighed contentedly as she studied the perfectly formed, round firmness of her lover's backside. Her hands twitched with the need to hold Sheridan's ass... to grab great handfuls of the solid muscle covered with baby soft skin. Keefer's thoughts turned from admiration to want as her gaze traced the defined curve of Sheridan's thigh.

"Here ya go," the construction worker turned around with both mugs and was faced with a heavy lidded, sultry stare from her preoccupied lover. "Hey," she said as a knowing smile slowly spread across her lips, "what ya thinking about?"

"You," Keefer accepted the coffee, never taking her eyes from Sheridan's.

Sheridan's insides melted at the low, sexy timber of Keefer's voice. "Oh?" she asked, purposely flexing her arms as she crossed them over her chest.

Blue eyes drank in the sight hungrily. "I never felt like this about anyone... ever," Keefer said, reluctantly dragging her gaze from her lover's arms to her eyes.

"How's that?" Sheridan leaned across the table, Keefer's blue eyes burned into hers so intently that the hairs stood up on the back of her neck.

"I feel like I can't get enough of you. I'm not just talking about, you know... sex. I mean... I don't want to stop looking at you. If you're within my range of vision, I can't look at anything else."

Sheridan smiled as she leaned all the way across the table, closing the distance between them and kissed her lover reassuringly. "You want to know if it's okay to feel like that." Keefer nodded. "It better be, because I feel the same way. I can't get enough of you either, Keef."

Keefer let out a relieved chuckle, "I guess we're a perfect match."

Sheridan gave her lover a series of quick kisses before answering. "Perfect," green eyes stared into blue.

Keefer blushed and backed away slightly. "Sorry about earlier. You know, with Steven."

Sheridan chuckled and sat back in her chair. "Which time?" she asked with a smirk

"That whole thing with Danni. It was too good to pass up." Keefer sipped her coffee; it was the perfect temperature, so she took a big swallow. "Sooo..." she looked up at Sheridan through her lashes, a playful smirk on her lips, "you couldn't simply sleep with me, you wanted to make love to me."

"To you, with you... I knew it then, but at the same time I didn't know it. How stupid was I? How could I not see it?" The construction worker shook her head and drank some coffee. "I loved you from the moment I saw you."

Keefer's mouth hung open as she watched Sheridan drink. Her lover admitted that as nonchalantly as a weather forecast. "You did?"

"Well, yeah. I just didn't know it. I wish I did, though, it would have saved me a lot of trouble."

"Trouble?"

Sheridan thought of the women she used to forget about and replace Keefer, "Yeah, but I'm actually relieved to know what was wrong with me that whole time. Love? Me? Who would have imagined it?" Sheridan got up and stood between Keefer's legs. "I never would have dreamed of being in love, or being this much in love. I didn't understand what was going on, but now that I do..." Sheridan hesitated to find the words, "I am so lucky that it's you."

Keefer blinked back tears. "Me, too... all of it," she stared at her lover's smiling lips, tilted her head up and closed her eyes. She anticipated the feeling of Sheridan's soft mouth covering her own so much that when their lips did touch she groaned in relief.

Sheridan knew exactly what her lover was feeling -- she felt it herself. She held Keefer's face with both hands and kissed her so tenderly, she surprised herself. It was such a good feeling for the construction worker to give of herself with a simple kiss. She made a silent vow to do it again, and often.

Keefer accepted the sweet kiss and returned the sentiments, licking the outline of Sheridan's lips, softly tickling the roof of her mouth with her tongue. When Sheridan mirrored her actions, the sensations warmed Keefer's entire body, making her lightheaded. She grabbed Sheridan's arms for support, as she was sure that she'd slide right off the chair and onto the floor if she didn't.

When the kiss ended, green eyes fluttered open and studied blue ones for an explanation, "That was new... did you feel it?"

Keefer nodded, still slightly dopey from the kiss, "If that happens again, I'd better be lying down or I'll fall over."

"Yeah, wow." Sheridan slipped back into her chair, somewhat confused that a simple kiss could rock her entire world.

Keefer watched Sheridan's lips as she drank the rest of her coffee. She wanted to devour her lover whole and the feeling worried her. It was too intense. She shook it off and drained her mug. "So, when are you building me a closet?"

"As soon as you tell me to."

Keefer smiled happily, "Yesterday would be good."

Sheridan grinned back, "You do know that a herd of wild elephants wouldn't keep Steven away now."

"I want him to help. I like him a lot, Sher "

Sheridan scowled.

"Oh, please, you love him to death. You have a soft spot for your baby brother, so don't even try to hide it. It's one of the qualities I love so much about you."

"Did I tell you that I taught him how to use a table saw?"

Keefer giggled, "You don't need extra credit. I couldn't love you any more than I already do."

Sheridan's expression turned pensive. "Doesn't it scare you?"

"Yeah, a little. It's new, and that's always scary, but I trust you and I trust love. Call me romantic."

"Romantic."

Keefer threw a napkin at her grinning lover. "Wanna go snuggle in the living room for a while?"

"Thought you'd never ask." The construction worker stood up and stretched her back. "You do realize that if word got out that I snuggle, I'd have to kill you."

"I'm not afraid of you," Keefer puffed out her chest.

Green eyes narrowed at Keefer's chest, "Keep that up and there will be a lot more than snuggling on that couch." "I'm counting on that," the inspector said with a sexy smile.

**************

Sheridan sat on the floor and leaned back against the couch, clicking on the television as she did. Keefer stretched out her long body on the floor and laid her head on the construction worker's thigh. After a few minutes neither one was paying much attention to the television. Sheridan was running her fingers through the long, silky black hair, fanning it out across her legs, wondering why it always smelled so good. Keefer had her eyes closed, savoring the feeling of her lover's hands sliding through her hair and brushing against her scalp every so often. Feeling as full and relaxed as she did, Sheridan was afraid she'd fall asleep, and watching her fingers was almost hypnotic. She focused instead on the inspector's lips, as they lay slightly parted and upturned at the corners in contentment. Keefer's tongue poked out and licked her bottom lip innocently, but Sheridan found it incredibly arousing and the blonde raised an eyebrow at herself. While thinking about how she could find an innocent gesture such a turn on, she stopped moving her hands and a blue eye popped open to investigate.

I know that look, Keefer thought. I like that look, she grinned inwardly. "What are you waiting for?" she asked.

"Huh?" Sheridan asked distractedly.

"I know you want to kiss me, so what are you waiting for?" Keefer said, then pursed her lips.

"Uh uh, it's not that kind of kiss, missy," Sheridan slid her legs out from under Keefer and the brunette sat up, hair all askew. "Mmm, you look sexy like that."

Keefer might have blushed, had she the time, but she was being kissed thoroughly and barely had the power of thought. She wrapped her long arms around Sheridan's back and pulled her closer.

The construction worker climbed to her knees and straddled her lover's long legs, kneeling as she deepened the kiss and sucking Keefer's tongue into her mouth, knowing that it drove the brunette crazy when she did. She almost laughed at the instantaneous reaction as the tall woman pushed her down on her back and took control of the kissing, her hands traveling everywhere on the blonde's body. Now flat on her back, Sheridan relaxed and let Keefer lead, she sighed happily when the brunette began trailing kisses and licks down her neck, pushing her tongue under the neckline of her shirt and licking all her sensitive spots. The construction worker held on to Keefer's shoulders tightly as she claimed her throat, but Sheridan began to push her back as she tried to lift her shirt.

Keefer lifted her head in protest and Sheridan nearly melted at the look on her face.

"Why are you stopping me?" the inspector asked, still fighting to pull off her lover's shirt.

"You had yours this morning; I want mine now," Sheridan replied with a sexy grin.

Keefer smiled a little shyly as she dropped the bottom of her lover's shirt. "Okay... but you have to take off your clothes, too," she said as she eyed the blonde's breasts.

Sheridan saw where Keefer's gazeÜwas aimed, so she pulled off her shirt and bra at the same time. Blue eyes darted from one breast to the other and Sheridan couldn't resist the hungry stare. She leaned forward and stuck out her chest.

Keefer hesitated slightly before glancing up into green eyes.They were more than receptive, they were begging. She reached out and held Sheridan's left breast as she closed her lips around the nipple. Hearing Sheridan hiss made her groan quietly and she nipped at the already hardened flesh playfully.

"Geez, Keef..." the blonde breathed, tangling her hands in Keefer's hair, pulling her closer.

Keefer switched breasts and looked up at her lover's face as she worked her tongue across the nipple. Sheridan's eyes were almost closed, her wet lips were open in pleasure and she was watching. Keefer bit the nipple and her nostrils flared as Sheridan's lips curled into a sneer and she hissed again through her teeth. Keefer closed her eyes again as the blonde's fingers pulled her hair tighter.

"Supposed to be... mmm... my turn," Sheridan mumbled between hums of pleasure.

Keefer reluctantly let go and backed up, a devilish smile on her face, "Oops."

"I'll give you oops," Sheridan growled, pushing Keefer down onto her back and laying her body on top of her lover's.

Keefer let out a small yelp when Sheridan grabbed the skin of her neck in her teeth and tugged at it, but Sheridan didn't stop there; she scooted down and nipped at the brunette's nipple through her shirt, making Keefer yelp again. The tall woman fought Sheridan off playfully until the smaller blonde pinned Keefer's hands over her head. Sheridan chuckled evilly as her giggling lover struggled meekly in her grasp.

"Ha, now I got you."

Keefer stopped wriggling and sighed heavily in surrender, "Alas, you have me fair and square. Do what you will with me," she said in an exaggerated breathy voice.

Sheridan let go of her lover's arms and sat up, motioning for Keefer to do the same,Üand pulled off the brunette's shirt slowly, then her bra, savoring each bit of skin as it was revealed.

Now topless, Keefer fought the urge to cover her breasts. It wasn't that she wanted to hide herself from Sheridan, it was just an old habit that was hard to break. She kept her hands on her thighs and felt herself turn pink under Sheridan's hot gaze. Pleased green eyes drank in her upper body with appreciation, and soon Sheridan's hands followed the same path as her eyes and began to touch her naked body. The feel of her lover's rough hands always excited her and her belly clenched visibly when Sheridan's hand traveled across it.

"Is this okay?" the blonde asked quietly, making sure Keefer was comfortable with her explorations.

The tall inspector nodded and sucked in her bottom lip. She was feeling a tiny bit exposed, but not enough to be embarrassed -- not like she used to feel. This was Sheridan admiring her body, and it felt good to be looked at by her appreciative lover. True, she was topless and on display, something that a few weeks ago would have sent her screaming from the room, but this was different, it was Sheridan. Keefer took a deep breath and arched her back slightly as a calloused fingertips skimmed across her right breast.

"I think you're beautiful, Keef," Sheridan said honestly.

Keefer's head cocked to the side and she met her lover's eyes. "I know. I can feel it when you look at me like this."

"Are you sure you're alright? I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

"I'm okay, really." Keefer's eyes wandered to Sheridan's naked torso, "Can I?"

"Any time you want to," Sheridan took both of Keefer's hands and placed them on her waist. "You never have to ask."

Keefer smiled, as she looked into Sheridan's eyesÜ-- green eyes that spoke to her of nothing but honesty. Her lover was an open book and whether it was from the moment or the whole day's events, Keefer felt her eyes well up with tears.

"Hey? What happened?" Sheridan asked, deeply concerned.

"Nothing, well... something," Keefer wiped at her eyes with the back of her hands. "You really love me... just like that... you mean it."

Sheridan furrowed her brows in confusion.

Keefer smiled through her tears, "Of course, you have no idea what I'm babbling about, do you?" Sheridan chuckled slightly and shook her head. "I watch too many love stories on television, and I always cried when they finally found true love... when the heroine was swept off her feet by the handsome young man... I feel like the heroine... I mean when you look at me like you do."

The blonde smiled and sighed heavily. This was a good cry, not a bad cry and she was infinitely relieved. Then she got nervous. "I make you feel like that? Just by looking at you?"

"You do. It's a good thing, Sher," Keefer took Sheridan's hands and put them back on her body. "Don't even worry about it."

Sheridan did worry about it, at least for a few seconds until she realized her left hand was on Keefer's breast. She looked up to see blue eyes reassuring her.

"It's your turn, remember?" Keefer squeezed Sheridan's hand, the one covering her breast and her lips parted in a silent sigh.

"My turn," the blonde repeated with a happy grin before leaning forward and capturing her lover's lips.

The kiss was soft at first, but then Sheridan lost herself and it became a more demanding, hungry kiss. Keefer accepted the intentions and opened herself fully for Sheridan. The blonde pushed her lover back until she was lying on the floor again, and her rough hands mapped out every bit of exposed skin as Sheridan's naturally dominant instincts took over. The construction worker wasn't being rough in her ministrations, but she was aggressive, acting on an inbred habit of taking what was hers.

Keefer enjoyed Sheridan's frantic groping, she liked it] when her lover claimed her body. She never would have allowed anyone else to paw at her like Sheridan was doing, but for some reason when her lover touched her this hungrily, the adrenaline flowed through her as if she were the one in control. She arched her shoulders as two calloused palms scraped her nipples and she groaned quietly when Sheridan hummed her pleasure, devouring her mouth like she was starving. The inspector wasn't lying idly by; her hands slipped under Sheridan's waistband and enveloped her backside. Her large hands held the flesh she had been admiring so intently in the kitchen, squeezing the hard muscles rhythmically, pulling the construction worker's lower body tightly between her legs.

Sheridan growled as Keefer's nails dug into her skin, she never knew herself to be so turned on by someone squeezing her ass, but then again, this was Keefer and anything Keefer did fuelled her desires. Her hands closed tighter around the taller woman's breasts and she felt her heart beat faster as the hard nipples pressed against her palms. Their frantic kissing caused Keefer's hair to become trapped between their mouths and Sheridan pulled away from the kiss with a grunt of disapproval and worked her way down her lover's face to her neck where she began to suck.

Keefer was on fire. "Oh, Sher..." she breathed, pulling her lover's body harder into hers, wishing they were completely naked so she could feel Sheridan's powerful bare thighs within her own. The blonde slid lower, trailing her tongue down the valley between her breasts and Keefer had no choice but to lose contact with her backside. Her hands reached out and clutched Sheridan's arms, her long fingers wrapped around taut biceps. Keefer groaned. Everything about Sheridan's body made her burn. A determined hand began opening her pants and a hungry mouth closed around her nipple. Keefer cried out in anticipation and pleasure and she did something she had never done before. She opened her eyes and watched Sheridan suck her breast.

Sheridan lifted her eyes at the sound of a gasp from her lover and it seemed all time stopped. Her pulse tripled and her sex clenched. Sheridan had read about them and heard about them, but this was the first time she actually saw a smoldering look, and it was all hers. Something made her stop what she was doing and she slowly crawled back up and hovered over her lover, unable to break eye contact. She was panting audibly with arousal, but didn't want to lose this moment; Keefer's eyes were boring into hers with such intensity it made her toes curl.

Keefer watched as frantic green eyes grew softer and a slow smile spread across her face. She felt something change just then and was about to speak, but Sheridan shushed her and moved to kneel between her legs. She was surprised when her lover resumed taking off her pants, slowly.

Sheridan suddenly had the urge to go slow, aÜreaction that took her by surprise. It wasn't usually in her nature, but she couldn't deny the urge -- not after looking into her lover's eyes. She slid Keefer's pants and panties down over her hips then stretched her legs out and lay down. She lowered her head and kissed each bared hip reverently, then slid the pants lower, kissing each thigh.

Keefer kept watching, only blinking when she had to, not wanting to miss one second of Sheridan's unwavering gaze. This was all new to the brunette who would normally just as soon make love quickly in the dark and not talk about it in the morning, but now... this was different. Sheridan seemed to be worshipping her body, even kissing her toes as she slid the jeans off completely. Keefer had never experienced such an intense feeling as the one she was having now, with Sheridan staring into her eyes and crawling back up her body. It was unnerving, the emotion she found in those green eyes. It was scary and exciting at the same time.

Sheridan kissed her way back up Keefer's long, beautiful body and stopped once she was face to face with her. She was confused. Her body had been in overdrive moments before and now she needed to go slow, drink in every curve and dip of the brunette's body, taste every inch. It began to frighten her, this intense need, but just knowing that Keefer accepted her, trusted her, made it all better.

The inspector ran her fingers up and down her lover's arms as they supported her. Each muscle stood out in relief, sculpted and beautiful. Blue eyes traced the paths her fingers took until she felt Sheridan's nipples brush against her own. Her gaze fell to between them and her heart picked up speed as she watched Sheridan move, purposely brushing nipple against nipple. Keefer's hands followed her eyes and she reached between them to hold her lover's breasts. Seeing Sheridan watching her hands set her on fire. She opened her legs, wrapped them around the construction worker's back and lifted her hips, seeking relief. Green eyes caught blue and Keefer felt herself twitch. "Please make love to me, Sheridan."

Sheridan hesitated for a moment before standing up and taking off her pants. Keefer watched with a raised eyebrow as her lover dropped her pants in a heap and peeled off her underwear. She got a thrill from watching Sheridan undress, knowing she'd be able to feel that hard, sexy body in all its naked glory. Keefer's sex was literally throbbing, begging to be touched... and as she watched her lover drop back down between her open legs, her breath caught in anticipation.

Sheridan wanted to feel Keefer underneath her, hold her in her arms as they made love. An idea came to her mind and she laid her body on top of Keefer's. They both sighed at the contact, and Keefer's legs wrapped themselves around Sheridan quickly, squeezing her tight.

The blonde slipped her hands under Keefer's arms and held onto her shoulders, she smiled when Keefer turned her head and kissed her fingers. Sheridan had never made love to anyone like this before and she was excited that Keefer would be the first. She bent her head and sucked her lover's bottom lip into her mouth as she adjusted her body. When sex met sex, Keefer groaned and jerked her hips. Sheridan grinned around the lip she was suckling and nodded, sliding just a little bit lower. The construction worker moaned loudly at the wetness she encountered between Keefer's legs.

Keefer closed her eyes and whimpered as her lover began to press their centers together. Her hands traversed the expanse of Sheridan's back and settled on her favorite two muscles. She held the two solid globes and pressed them together harder, lifting her hips as she did. The feeling was exquisite and she groaned out loud again. She could feel Sheridan's ass flexing in her hands and when she imagined how it looked, she felt wetness pool between her legs.

Sheridan moved slowly, savoring the feeling of their bodies touching. She didn't want to go any further until she was sure that Keefer was comfortable with what she was doing. She didn't have to wait long, as strong fingers dug into her backside, pulling them together harder. Sheridan was content to just relish the feeling of their sexes touching for a while longer, but her lover had other ideas.

Keefer rubbed her center against her lover's pubic hair and gasped as her clit received the contact she craved. This is good... too good... why didn't we do this before? she thought, as she pulled back her hips and did it again. The feeling was just as good and she wondered why Sheridan wasn't moving. She opened her eyes and met heavy-lidded green ones, staring back seductively.

"You like this?" the blonde asked, rotating her hips.

Keefer inhaled sharply at the new feeling. "Yes," she whispered, waiting for her lover to do it again.

Sheridan swiveled her hips again,Übut this time she slid her body up and down slightly, making the connection she wanted, groaning in relief. She watched as blue eyes fluttered closed and smiled slightly at her lover. She had a feeling this wasn't going to last long for Keefer and it was okay, as long as she got to hold her and watch her while they made love. Her eyes would be a plus, but the look on her face was just as important.

Keefer hummed as her lover began moving up and down, she was vaguely aware that Sheridan was watching her, but she didn't care, it felt too good to be embarrassed. She brought her hands up, spreading them out on her lover's back, feeling the muscles contract and relax as Sheridan moved her body. Sensual. That's the word she was looking for, and she never thought she'd feel anything like it. She never expected Sheridan to be a sensual lover; she was already more than satisfied with her as she was, never missing anything. You don't miss what you don't know... God, this feels good. She grunted as her lover picked up the speed. If she opened her eyes, she knew what she'd see and she was sure it would send her over the edge, so she squeezed her eyes tight and grasped Sheridan's shoulders.

Sheridan was lost in the feeling of Keefer's body wrapped around her, rubbing against her... their breasts mashed together. Her sex was begging her to go faster, quench the need for release, but she wanted this to last, and [knowing that if she gave in to her need, it would all end.

The brunette tried to pull her lover against her harder. First she used her legs and when that didn't work, she brought her hands back to Sheridan's backside and squeezed. Her lover emitted a strangled groan, butÜstill didn't comply. Keefer's mind was full of images of what Sheridan looked like as she hovered over her, what their breasts looked like pressed against each other, what Sheridan's ass looked like as it moved so beautifully in her hands.

Sheridan had been staring at Keefer's lips; they were parted, and little sounds were escaping them each time their clits touched. She knew that Keefer needed more too, and when blue eyes popped open and met hers, Sheridan was a goner.

Keefer met Sheridan's eyes, only inches away from her own, and she whimpered at the look of complete arousal she saw. The heat in her sex exploded and she felt her belly spasm with the beginnings of her orgasm. Sheridan groaned and threw her head back, arching her upper body off of Keefer's. The inspector thrust her hips up as she began to come, bringing her lover over the edge with her. She shook with the intensity and wrapped her arms tightly around Sheridan as she fell heavily on top of her.

"Keefer... shit..." the blonde groaned through clenched teeth, her lower body jerking erratically into her lover's.

Keefer clutched Sheridan to her and sought out her lips. She needed to be connected everywhere, and when their tongues met, a brand new set of clenching spasms wracked her body. She whimpered desperately into Sheridan's open mouth. The construction worker had stopped moving but was grasping her shoulders painfully hard. This was the longest orgasm Keefer had ever had and she let it flow... riding it out, milking all the pleasure she could from it -- from Sheridan.

The blonde tore her mouth away from Keefer's to see the look on her face. Sheridan groaned at the expression, the look of pure pleasure was blatantly exposed and she captured Keefer's lips once again, swallowing her moans until she finally stilled.

The two lay there for a long while; Sheridan on top of Keefer, both sweaty, both panting, both extremely sated. Keefer loosened her grip on Sheridan's body and let her legs slide off of her back. She lay there bonelessly on the living room floor, a goofy smile on her face.

Sheridan reclaimed her arms from under her lover's body and leaned her weight on one elbow. She gently pushed the damp hair from Keefer's face and kissed her forehead, licking the salty taste off of her lips.

Blue eyes opened slowly and Keefer smiled shyly. She reached up and smoothed back blonde hair. "That was wonderful," she said dreamily.

"Sure was," Sheridan replied, bending down to kiss Keefer's lips.

Keefer grinned and blushed.

"What's that for?' Sheridan teased.

"I thought you were going to use that thigh thing."

Sheridan snickered, "I forgot it, but you do know... you do all the work with that thing."

Keefer's eyes widened and she ran her foot up Sheridan's bare leg. "I do?"

Sheridan narrowed her eyes playfully. "Think about it, Keef. If I'm wearing the thigh thing, you're on top."

Keefer blushed redder as she thought about that scenario. Then she playfully slapped her lover, "It doesn't have to be that way and you know it."

Sheridan laughed and slid off of Keefer, propping herself up on one arm, "No, but it would be hot."

"Stinker."

"Please think about it, Keef. I'd really like that. A lot."

Keefer smiled, "I'll think about it, but for now, we really have to get to bed. You promised the kids a long walk in the morning. Besides, I want to cuddle with you now," she added with a patented, Keefer shy smile.

Sheridan stood up and offered Keefer her hand. "And you, my dear, have work in the morning."

Keefer grimaced. She was sure the first person in her office tomorrow would be Danni. "Don't remind me."

Part 33

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