Sheridan wrapped her strong arms around Keefer's back and rolled them over until she was on top. The look of surprise on Keefer's face caused a smile to spread slowly across her lips. "You're so beautiful," she said before leaning down and capturing the swollen lips.

Keefer felt glorious. Her mind kept replaying the moment when Sheridan's body curled around her head and her name sputtered from her lips. Right now, even as her mouth was being thoroughly devoured, her scalp still tingled where the construction worker's fingers had reflexively dug into it as she climaxed. Her nose still smarted from when it was crushed into Sheridan's pubic bone as the blonde's thighs locked around her head. She couldn't take it any more. The excitement at what she had just done made it hard to breathe and she pulled away from the kiss with a gasp.

"What happened? What's wrong?" Sheridan asked worriedly.

Keefer exploded up from underneath her and stood in the middle of the room, mindless of her topless condition. "I feel so incredible!"

Sheridan laughed at Keefer's joy, "I gotta agree with ya there, Keef, you feel incredible." She hoisted herself up onto the couch.

"Nooo, I mean it! I feel so... so... proud!"

Fifi came bounding into the room, wanting to join her mommy in her happiness.

Sheridan still chuckled at Keefer's exuberance. "I know what you mean," she smiled warmly, knowingly. "Come back here and let me make you feel even better," she proposed with a devious twinkle in her eyes.

Keefer scrambled to the couch and pushed Sheridan back into the cushions, kissing her senseless. "Thank you for that."

"I have no idea what you're thanking me for, but with a reaction like that... mmm... any time. Any time," Sheridan smirked. She gently pushed Keefer's head against her shoulder and held her securely.

"Mmmm. This feels good," the brunette practically purred.

"Yeah," Sheridan agreed with a blissful smile. She usually wasn't one for cuddling, but she felt the urge to do so now.

Keefer inhaled deeply in preparation to release a heavy sigh of contentment, but Sheridan's scent filled her senses and the exhale came out as a long moan.

The blonde raised an eyebrow at the sound. "Mmm. What was that all about? Not that I minded much, but if you keep making sounds like that, there's no telling what I may do," she joked as she stroked Keefer's long black hair.

"Oh, god... I made that noise?" Keefer buried her face in the construction worker's chest, which only made matters worse. She groaned again as a nipple wound up at her lips.

"Keefer..." Sheridan warned.

"I can't help it," the inspector blushed profusely and stared at the nipple.

"Do you have any idea what those sounds do to me? Hmm?" Sheridan's let her nails skitter up the middle of the taller woman's back.

Keefer shivered hard. Should that have turned me on as much as it did? she wondered while her mouth watered more and more as she looked at Sheridan's nipple.

"Keef?" The blonde shrugged her shoulder, jostling the taller woman. "Whoa!" she jumped.

Keefer couldn't control herself, the shrug put Sheridan's nipple within tongue's reach and she took advantage of the situation.

Sheridan leaned back and allowed Keefer ample room to adjust her long body. It was apparent that the brunette wasn't just tasting, she had one hand holding the breast she was enjoying and the her other wrapped around the neglected one. Keefer uncurled her legs and moved so she was straddling Sheridan's thighs.

Green eyes watched with great interest as the brunette's cheek and jaw muscles moved and flexed. She let her fingers slide repeatedly through the long, soft black locks that fell all around Keefer's face. This was heaven.

Blue eyes lifted and Keefer stifled a whimper when she saw Sheridan watching her. Their eyes met and the look that passed between them was one Keefer had never experienced. She liked it... a lot. It made her heart pound fast and a strange twisty feeling overwhelm her gut. She didn't think too long about it as Sheridan's fingers wound their way back up to the top of her head again. Keefer couldn't remember a time when she'd felt this wonderful.

Sheridan groaned quietly but gratefully as Keefer worked her way across her chest. Of all the things she could think of, this was not how she saw this day turning out. Keefer surprised her; she wasn't the prude she had thought she'd be. In fact, the way she was using her tongue at this very minute was causing feelings in the blonde that she hadn't ever felt before. Keefer was apparently very confident in her ability to give pleasure, something Sheridan wished she could thank Danni for. Fuck it, I WILL thank that bitch next time I see her, she thought with a smirk -- but that smirk was short lived. Keefer was sliding lower.

I love this! She's letting me do anything I want! The brunette's breath was coming in excited spurts as she traced the indentation between Sheridan's prominent abs with her tongue. She kept her eyes open and marveled at the way those muscles twitched and rolled under her exploring mouth. The blonde shuddered, driving Keefer on, feeding her curiosity to explore further.

Sheridan wound her fingers in the hair behind Keefer's neck and held on. Nobody had ever taken the time to pleasure her so thoroughly; she had never given them a choice. Now, at this moment, she wondered why. Her whole body responded to Keefer's tongue as it slid confidently down her stomach. "Aarrrr," she growled when the wet muscle teased the crease where her thigh met her body. Her pelvis jerked uncontrollably.

Keefer was far beyond excited by Sheridan's reactions. She was so aroused, she felt drunk. The taste of the construction worker's skin and the smell of her sex drove her on, making her extremely intent on giving Sheridan pleasure. The reactions in the muscular body gave her a very new, intense sense of accomplishment. Each time Sheridan groaned, Keefer's heart sped up, each time her body jerked and spasmed, Keefer's sex responded in kind. She felt totally empowered and reveled in it.

Sheridan squirmed and grunted under the onslaught. Keefer's lips nibbled all her sensitive spots. The torturous mouth stopped every so often to nip and suckle in areas that caused the blonde to whimper. No body had ever made her feel so thoroughly cared for; no one had shown the need to do so. Sheridan felt the uncontrollable urge to cry. She wanted to pull the brunette up and hold her, squeezing her until the feeling passed. It startled her that she wanted to hug Keefer right in the middle of the most wonderful sensations she had ever felt.

The inspector's mouth hovered over Sheridan's center, her hot breath blowing puffs of electricity on her aroused flesh. She contemplated whether to touch or taste and before she had decided, Sheridan was lifting her up off of her knees.

"I want to touch you, Keef. Let me touch you."

Keefer allowed herself to be rearranged on top of Sheridan's lap. She didn't understand. Sheridan's face was flushed with need, her eyes screamed in hunger and yet, she'd made her stop. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked nervously.

"Fuck no! I just need to feel you, too. Please, let me touch you."

Keefer looked deeply into pleading green eyes. It didn't take long for her to figure out exactly what Sheridan was asking of her. "Um, here?"

"We could go in the bedroom, if you want, I don't care. I want to feel you," the blonde said, even as her hands touched every part of Keefer that they could.

Keefer slid away from Sheridan and stood up between her legs. She looked like she might run away at first and Sheridan's heart jumped into her throat, but then, Keefer reached out and took the blonde's hands and placed them on the waistband of her jeans.

Sheridan's nostrils flared at the vision of trust standing in front of her. She leaned forward and rested her cheek on Keefer's stomach as she lowered the zipper of her fly. "Thank you," she whispered before placing a sweet kiss on the skin by her lips.

Keefer drew in a ragged breath, she was petrified and she didn't know why. Her eyes closed tightly and she tried to remind herself that this is what she wanted all along, this is what she'd been dreaming, fantasizing and craving.

"Shhh... it's just me, Keef."

The soothing whisper relaxed the taller woman enough to open her eyes. Glancing down at the tousled blonde hair at her belly, a tiny smile formed on her lips. When did she get on her knees? she wondered. Oh god, she's on her knees at my feet? No one had ever treated Keefer like Sheridan was; it made her feel special and wanted.

"You smell so good," Sheridan breathed the words across Keefer's belly, causing the tall woman to shiver.

Keefer wanted nothing more than to have Sheridan make love to her, but there was still that part of her that freaked out over everything. Her mind raced with 'what if's' as her body reacted all on its own to Sheridan's hot breath. The tall woman stiffened slightly as strong, knowing hands began sliding her jeans down slowly.

The blonde sensed Keefer's nervousness and did everything in her power, power she didn't know she possessed, to calm her.

Keefer smiled nervously when green eyes met hers. "I'm okay," she lied.

Sheridan led Keefer to the couch and gestured for her to lie down. Once she did, the blonde lay down next to her and held her with one arm as the other pushed Keefer's pants and panties down lower. "Is it alright?" she asked, forcing herself not to look down at Keefer's exposed sex.

Keefer could only nod, she felt as if she had become mute. The blood was rushing through her veins so fast she could hear it. The pounding in her ears was deafening. She wanted Sheridan to touch her so badly.

Green eyes slowly lowered in tandem with the blonde's body as she moved to slide off Keefer's clothes. Jesus, she's beautiful! was Sheridan's only thought.

Why is she staring at it? Oh god, I'm gonna faint...

"You're so fucking gorgeous, Keefer," Sheridan stated with feeling.

Keefer let go of the breath she was holding and her whole body seemed to relax a notch.

"Oh... I can't wait to touch every single beautiful inch of you," the blonde whispered in awe.

Keefer bit her lip when Sheridan's hands started to wander up her legs, starting at the ankles. The roughened skin of her hands felt arousingly scratchy as they slid up her soft thighs.

"You're so soft... every where I touch..." Sheridan observed out loud.

Keefer didn't know what to do with her hands; they were dying to touch the blonde. Tentatively, she reached out with both of them and draped them on Sheridan's shoulders.

"You can touch me, too, if you want. Actually, I'd like that."

Keefer blushed at being so transparent, and at being naked in the middle of the day. That embarrassment faded fast, though, as Sheridan's hands palmed both of her breasts at once. "Oh!" she gasped as the hard calluses rubbed roughly against her nipples.

"Mmm, you like that, huh?" Sheridan asked with a sexy grin.

Keefer blushed again but nodded.

Sheridan dipped her head down and traced Keefer's lips with her tongue until she squirmed.

"That tickles!" she giggled breathlessly.

The sound was music to the blonde's ears. She enveloped the sexy bottom lip with her mouth and suckled it until blue eyes rolled shut and a stifled whimper vibrated in Keefer's throat. The inspector's hands wandered lower as if they had a mind of their own and began caressing Sheridan's backside, causing the shorter woman to groan in pleasure. "That feels so good, baby," she mumbled in between sucking on the brunette's already swollen lips.

Keefer ate Sheridan's excitement up and touched her with more of a purpose. She reached as low as her hands could go and cupped the blonde's cheeks, squeezing them in time to the suction on her mouth.

Sheridan's hand traveled even further down until she was stroking Keefer's lower belly. Feeling the muscles tighten and flex under her fingers delighted the blonde. She never paid this much attention to another woman's reactions and she promised herself to do so from now on. It was incredible. The feelings, the sounds, the textures... it was like Sheridan was learning all over again.

Keefer was aware of the strong fingers sliding even lower. She was so turned on and ready. The things Sheridan was doing with her mouth drove her crazy; she could feel the sensations in her sex and it was hard keeping her body from wrapping itself around the blonde and quenching her fire. Her body twisted and moved on its own, reactions that surprised her, she never did this before. God! Sheridan's fingers were killing her. By the time they reached her pubic hair, she was panting with need.

Sheridan ruffled through thick, dark curls teasingly with two fingers, not wanting to force Keefer's legs open, yet dying to proceed lower. She could tell Keefer was very nervous and she wanted to make this right. She continued to kiss the brunette hungrily and just a little bit roughly, in an attempt to distract her from thinking. It worked. Long fingers dug into her thighs and Keefer moaned quietly. She was breathing so hard that the blonde knew she was doing the right thing. She let her fingertips slide lower... and lower... until they were suddenly surrounded by soaking-wet hot flesh.

The exquisite groan Sheridan let loose into Keefer's mouth made the brunette's scalp tingle with excitement. The feeling of those fingers touching her made her gasp loudly. She sucked the construction worker's tongue into her mouth as her legs reflexively opened wider, welcoming more of Sheridan's hand between them.

The feeling was delirious. Sure, there were plenty of times Sheridan's fingers were swallowed up in wetness, but between knowing it was Keefer's sex and Keefer's copious arousal... Sheridan could do no more than release a shaky sigh of pleasure as her fingers sat motionless, surrounded in the divine feeling.

Both of Keefer's hands suddenly moved from Sheridan's thighs to her forearm, holding it still. If those fingers were to start moving, she knew was going to lose all control and that would be horrible. She had waited so long for this moment, she wanted to make it last.

The construction worker got the message and she pulled away from the kiss breathlessly, resting her face between Keefer's neck and shoulder. "You let me know when, baby," she whispered into the sweaty crevice.

Keefer merely nodded, overwhelmed with sensation after Sheridan's breath tickled her skin. She gave the muscular arm a good squeeze as a reminder before she brought her hands to the blonde's waist. She wasn't going to let the opportunity pass to touch Sheridan.

"God, Keef, you're so wet," the construction worker groaned into the brunette's ear, concentrating on the feeling surrounding her fingers.

"Your fault," Keefer whispered into Sheridan's hair, flattening her hands and sliding them up the blonde's torso.

"Uuummm," Sheridan squirmed until those large hands settled on her breasts. Her back arched, forcing her begging nipples firmly into Keefer's palms.

Keefer circled her hands, something she had just found that she liked herself, hoping that Sheridan would, too. She was very pleased when the blonde moaned.

"Now?" Sheridan questioned while nibbling at Keefer's ear.

"I don't know," Keefer responded weakly as a hot tongue traced the vein on the side of her neck. She wrapped one arm around Sheridan's neck and slid the other down to the top of the blonde's pubic mound.

"Oh yeah..." Sheridan growled in anticipation. "Go ahead," she urged.

Keefer inched her fingers lower and smirked a little when Sheridan gasped. She slid her fingers around until they were soaking wet, her own sex twitching.

"Now?" Sheridan groaned pathetically, her hand was about to rebel.

Keefer nodded, burying her face into Sheridan's shoulder, sucking a bit of skin into her mouth before wandering to her throat.

The blonde's insides screamed in relief when her fingers began to move. She loved the shuddering breath Keefer exhaled and the way her thighs trembled from her touch. Keefer was, in no doubt, marking her neck as she sucked hungrily, but that made no difference to Sheridan. She wanted this from the moment they'd laid eyes on each other. It had been haunting her every hour and, now, she was doing it.

Keefer'sÝworld was spinning; she tried to stay still, not wanting to look desperate, but dying with need. Sheridan's fingers knew exactly what she liked. They touched her sex expertly, in all the right places at all the right times. It felt so delicious -- she couldn't control herself. "Oh, god, yes..." she groaned as two fingers circled her world. Her hips jerked into the touch.

"Baby... that's it..." Sheridan coaxed the brunette to speak her pleasure. She never knew how it turned her on until she heard Keefer's husky, sexy rasp.

Keefer was dangling at the edge of bliss, but something was missing. She needed something else and she knew what. She unwrapped the arm from around Sheridan's neck and turned her head to face her. "I want to feel you... all of you," she bit out, nervously and quietly as the blonde's fingers never stopped moving. She yanked on Sheridan's shoulder until the construction worker comprehended.

Sheridan adjusted herself until she lay fully on top of the brunette; Keefer's legs fell open, accommodating her body. "Ooohhh..." she sighed happily when their sweaty hot skin met in all the right places. Keefer wrapped her arms immediately around her back, but Sheridan needed her elsewhere. She pulled on Keefer's arm until she moved it and brought it between their bodies. "You gotta touch me."

"I can't think," Keefer whimpered.

"That's okay." Sheridan placed Keefer's hand where she wanted it and moved her own body as she continued to circle her other hand between Keefer's legs.

The inspector groaned wordlessly and sought out Sheridan's mouth. The blonde caught a fleeting glimpse of the expression on Keefer's face before her mouth was covered in a sloppy, unforgiving kiss. Black eyebrows were furrowed in what would otherwise look like deep concentration, but Sheridan knew different. She'd watched many women come and she knew this was a prelude to bliss.

Keefer tried to stop the feelings from surging out of control, but failed. The heavy weight of Sheridan's body blew new life into the fires already raging out of control in her body. One of her legs instinctively wrapped itself around Sheridan's lower back and her body twitched with impending release.

Sheridan would have given anything to see those beautiful blue eyes at this moment, but she settled on the feel of the long body wrapping itself around hers. Her own release was imminent; she was spiraling quickly towards climax from just the notion that this was Keefer she was pleasuring. The long fingers trapped between her legs didn't hurt matters much and she thrust her sex against them harder and faster as Keefer began to whimper into her mouth.

Keefer's free hand groped blindly for Sheridan, finally grabbing her strong, hard shoulder, her fingertips digging in painfully hard. Her body reacted on its own and she couldn't stop any of it. Her pelvis jerked and her body stiffened as the leg that was wrapped around Sheridan's back pulled the blonde impossibly close.

Sheridan groaned loudly into the crazy kiss, trapping Keefer's top lip between her teeth and trying desperately not to draw blood as her body succumbed to the pleasures.

Keefer's long body trembled briefly before being overcome by large, violent shudders, her hips spasmed so hard, she lifted them both off of the couch.

Sheridan arched dramatically, riding the long fingers hard and fast. Her head fell back and she groaned loudly, "Ohhh, Keefer... shit, yeah!" Keefer's unoccupied mouth fell open and a long erotic groan burst forth, causing Sheridan to shiver with renewed vigor. Without thinking, she suddenly thrust her fingers inside of Keefer.

"Sheridan!" Keefer's body spasmed hard and she sat halfway up and snatched her arm out from between their bodies to hold on with both hands. Oh, my g... I can't... Ohh... god, this is good...

Sheridan held Keefer tightly with one arm as the brunette shuddered and quaked through the powerful orgasm. She didn't know why she did it, but she was glad she did as she felt the strong muscles pulsating around her fingers. "Keef, you feel so fucking good... oh, yeah, baby... yeah..."

Keefer finally fell back down onto the couch, her chest heaving and her body twitching. Her breath was coming in audible huffs and Sheridan couldn't think of a more beautiful sight. Her face and chest were glistening with sweat, both flushed deep red, and both more gorgeous than the last time she saw them. She withdrew her fingers slowly, savoring very twitch of the long body beneath her.

Keefer was trying with every thing in her being not to get up and run away from Sheridan's open gaze. While taking deep, calming breaths, she heard an odd sound and peeked open her eyes to find Sheridan sucking her fingers clean. "Oh, my god..." she breathed and immediately covered her embarrassed face with her hands. This wasn't a smart thing to do, as the scent of Sheridan's sex assaulted her senses. She looked at her hands and then past them at the very pleased expression on the blonde's face. Blue eyes narrowed playfully before she opened her lips and slid her fingers between them. The taste was better than before and she devoured it.

"Oh, Jesus, Keef! That's too damned hot!"

"Uh huh," she agreed. "You taste so good," she said around her fingers.

"Oh, baby, you too," Sheridan wiggled her eyebrows. "Maybe I could..."

"Are you trying to kill me? Have you any idea how hard I'm trying to not run away and hide under the bed right now?"

"I'm sorry, Keefer," Sheridan said pitifully and lay her body back down to cover the brunette's exposed one. "Would you want me to get a blanket or something?" she asked.

Keefer smiled warmly. "That's okay. I'm really trying to change."

"You don't have to do that all in one day," Sheridan reassured, kissing Keefer's ear.

"I want to... for you." Sheridan got a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach. What the hell was that? Keefer was putting too much trust in her and she was afraid she wasn't worth it. "I'm don't deserve your trust, Keefer."

"You've done nothing but earn it," Keefer tickled her fingers up and down the wide strong back.

"Thank you." I think. Sheridan felt awkward. This was where she usually left. Now what?

"You know, I don't think I've ever felt so good."

And I've never felt so confused, Sheridan frowned. It felt so good to lay here and hold Keefer, something she'd never done in the past, and she didn't know what to do next.

"Sher?"ÝKeefer asked nervously.

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Perfect," she answered believably.

"Me too."

"Hey, I gotta pee," Sheridan said as she got up from the comfortable circle of Keefer's embrace. The minute she sat up, she felt cold and it puzzled her.

"Okay," Keefer said sadly. The second Sheridan was gone from the room, Keefer began to put her clothes back on. She felt suddenly naked without Sheridan there. What's going on here? I've never felt like this in my life. Then again, all I had was Danni... yuck, why does she keep haunting me? The brunette tried to get her feelings together before Sheridan came back from the bathroom. Why do I feel like this? My stomach is all tied up in knots and she's only been gone a second. She didn't have time to analyze it as Sheridan's naked form wandered back into the room. She looked troubled. "Hey, what's wrong?" Keefer asked as the blonde began dressing.

"I don't know. I'm not sure what to do now."

"What do you usually do?"

"Make up some excuse and leave," Sheridan said while putting on her socks, not looking the Keefer.

"Well... do you want to leave?" Keefer asked as her stomach flipped sickeningly.

Sheridan stopped dressing and studied the brunette's fearful face. "No," she admitted with frustration.

Keefer blew out a relieved breath, "Then don't. Stay with me."

"Okay," Sheridan nodded, already feeling better, seeing Keefer smile.

"Are you hungry?" Keefer asked as she hesitantly sat next to the blonde.

"Yeah, you?" Sheridan instinctively reached out and wrapped an arm around Keefer feeling infinitely better for it.

"Yeah, but I'd rather you just hold me for a while."

"You got it."

Two sighs of relief filled the room as four arms wrapped securely around two needy bodies.

"God, Sheridan, I've never felt like that in my life," Keefer said as she buried herself in the blonde's neck. "You made me feel incredible."

"You are incredible."

Keefer blushed, "You, too. This feels good, too."

"It does, doesn't it," Sheridan decided not to think about it. It felt too good to pick apart. There would be time to think later. All that mattered was that Keefer was in her arms.

"Thank you," Keefer sighed.

"For what?"

"For making me feel."

Sheridan held her tighter. She didn't know what to say. "You're welcome." Her stomach felt funny again and she willed the feeling away.