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Candace
opened her eyes and searched Jameson’s endlessly. “I love you so much it
hurts.” Jameson smiled and pulled Candace to her.
 
“I want you to know,” Candace said.

“I do,”
Jameson promised. She caressed Candace’s back as Candace rained kisses all
across Jameson’s abdomen until she reached her thighs. She lowered the boxer
shorts that Jameson was wearing with a questioning raise of her eyebrow.

“What?
You don’t find Wonder Woman sexy?” Jameson asked.

Candace
continued pulling off the bright red boxer shorts. “I find everything about you
sexy.” She looked up at Jameson affectionately before beginning a lazy ascent
up both of Jameson’s legs, kissing and caressing every inch of skin on her way.
“I love your legs,” Candace breathed seductively. “I love watching you swim in
that pool. I love watching you in the shower,” she said. Jameson was beginning
to feel lightheaded. Candace watched as her lover’s eyes grew dark with desire.
“I love feeling you beneath me,” she told Jameson. “Touching you, feeling you,
tasting you,” she said. She placed a feather-light kiss on Jameson’s leg and
inhaled deeply. “I love making love to you.”

Jameson
threw her head back when she felt Candace’s tongue begin to delicately trace
the outline of her center. “Oh, God!”

Candace’s
hands reached out and held Jameson’s. She savored her lover’s softness over and
over with her tongue, gliding back and forth and slipping inside for just a
second to tease Jameson into a frenzy. Jameson’s hips were beginning to gyrate
and arch in desperation. Candace slowed her pace. “Relax,” she said. “Just feel
me.” Jameson felt Candace’s thumbs both brush over the tops of her hands. Candace’s
tender exploration gradually increased in intensity. She finally curled her
tongue around the soft bud that always sent Jameson soaring. She circled
Jameson’s clit again and again, tasting it, flicking it lightly until Jameson’s
body began to grow tense. “Relax, love,” she called to Jameson, tightening her
grasp on her lover’s hands. She returned to her task with fervor, moaning at
the multitude of sensations that besieged her senses. The soft wetness of
Jameson’s excitement mixed with the heat of her mouth and tongue. Candace felt
a steady stream of tremors beginning to flutter in her core. She felt Jameson
shift slightly and allowed Jameson’s leg to slip between her thighs. Her lips
wrapped around Jameson’s clit and she sucked firmly as Jameson pressed against
her.

“Oh…Candace!”
Jameson cried out, no longer concerned who might hear them.

Candace
felt Jameson’s body rise and
fall
and
struggled to keep her in place as they crested and fell together repeatedly.
She wanted to cry out, but she resisted, desiring to draw out Jameson’s release
as long as she could. Jameson’s body was quaking with such power that Candace
was finally compelled to pull away and hold her lover. “I’m right here,” she
promised, cradling Jameson in her arms as a series of aftershocks coursed
through her lover.
 
Slowly, Candace’s
breathing returned to normal, a satisfying tingling still traveling up and down
her body. She pulled Jameson closer. “And, I love this,” Candace whispered.

“What?”
Jameson panted.

“Holding
you close after we make love,” Candace said honestly.

Jameson
labored to take a full breath. She laid her head on Candace’s breast and
sighed. She was happily spent. “I’m
glad
because I think you might be in this position for a while,” Jameson chuckled.
Candace kissed Jameson’s head. “You think they heard us?” Jameson asked a bit
sheepishly.

“I
think they might have heard you in Jonah’s old tent,” Candace said. She felt
Jameson’s head burrow into her chest and laughed. “It’s okay. They’ll probably
just think you were in trouble.”

“Yeah,
I’m sure,” Jameson mumbled. “Maybe you should gag me next time you want to make
love and your kids are here.”

“Your
mother is across the hall,” Candace reminded her lover with a chuckle. Jameson
groaned in embarrassment. “I can do that when we have company if you like,”
Candace said. “I didn’t think you Republicans were into such daring endeavors.”

“What
are you talking about?” Jameson asked.

 
“You’ve been holding out on me,” Candace said.
“Your mom told me.”

“My mom
has no idea about my sex life,” Jameson said.

“She
might now,” Candace giggled. Jameson groaned. “I meant your political
affiliation. How come you never told me you were a Republican?” Candace asked.

“Would
it have mattered?” Jameson wondered.

“No. I
seem to have a thing for lesbian lunatics; party affiliation doesn’t matter,
just the lunacy and the lesbian are prerequisites.”

Jameson
chuckled. “Good to know. And, I didn’t tell you because I’m not.”

“Not a
lunatic or not a lesbian?” Candace asked. “Have to make sure we check the right
boxes.”

“Not a
Republican. I never was.”

“What?”
Candace asked.

“I had
my friend make up the card. I never voted at home, so she never knew the
difference. I just like to let her think I went to the wild side.”

Candace
snickered. “Jameson, you may be the only person I have ever heard refer to the
Republican Party as the
wild
side
….
Your
poor mother thinks you’re an elephant.”

“Well,
I know I’ve put on a few pounds,” Jameson was interrupted by a pinch to her
back side. “Ouch!”

“Behave,”
Candace said with a yawn.

“I
think you should do it; run for governor.”

“Really?”

“Yep.”

“Why do
you think that?” Candace asked.

“Because….I
think you’d be terrific. And, imagine living in that house!” Jameson said.

Candace
smiled. “So it’s all about the house?”

“No.
That’s just a bonus,” Jameson said through a yawn. “It’s up to you.”

“No,
it’s up to both of us. I’m not going into anything unless you are comfortable
with it,” Candace said. “I promise you that.”

“Hey. Just
out of curiosity…”

“Hum?”
Candace replied. Jameson was rubbing slow circles on her belly and it was
putting her to sleep.

“Would
you want me to?”

“To
what?” Candace asked groggily.

“Propose.”

“Of
course,” Candace yawned.

Jameson
smiled. “Good to know,” she said, sensing that Candace was almost asleep. “What
would you say if I did?”

“What?”

“Propose,”
Jameson explained. There was no reply. “Candace?” Jameson pulled up slightly
and shook her head. “Of all the times to fall asleep.”

***

“I think J.D thinks your mom is
God,” Rick laughed. “Want to see if we can wake them up now?”

Marianne
jabbed her husband. “I need therapy.”

***

“Well, I think you lost your
Republican daughter. That sounded like conversion to me,” Maureen laughed.

“Is
that your theory?” Jameson’s father
laughed
.

“What’s
yours?”

“Torture,”
Duncan Reid answered. Maureen’s eyes flew open. “Safer.”

“For
whom?” she asked.

“Me,”
he said. “I need to sleep.”

***

“Shell?” Jonah asked as his
sister approached the small fire that he, Toby, and Doug were sitting around.

“Yeah.”

“I
thought you were bunking down with Liz for the night.”

“We
came out here to see if you were still awake,” she said as Toby’s wife took a
seat between his legs.

“Why?”
Jonah asked.

“I
think Mom killed J.D.”

“What?”
Jonah asked. Toby, Doug, and Liz started laughing. “What am I missing?”

“Umm.
Good thing they can’t procreate if they don’t want to have kids,” Michelle
said.

Jonah’s
eyes grew wide. “Oh, God.”

“More
like
Oh, Candace
,” Liz laughed.

“Oh
no,” Toby chuckled.

“Oh
yes!” Michelle howled loudly into the night.

***

“What the hell was that?” Jameson
startled
at a sound from the yard.

 
“Ask me in the morning,” Candace mumbled.

“What?”

“Whatever
you are mumbling about,” Candace said. “Ask me in the morning.”

“I was
trying to ask you to marry me,” Jameson mumbled under her breath. “Before you
passed out and I was so rudely interrupted by some howling creature.” Jinx
chose that moment to jump on the bed and nestle against Candace. “Well, I managed
to convince her to get you so anything is possible,” Jameson surmised, closing
her eyes and snuggling closer to her lover.

Candace
opened one eye and looked down at her lover. “So easy,” she mused silently,
trying not to laugh. She closed her eyes again and took a deep breath, feeling
a sense of completion and happiness with Jameson in her arms. “I love you, you
lunatic,” she said softly. “Ask me in the morning,” she chuckled.

THE END

To Be Continued in Solid Foundations