Winds of Heaven (37 page)

“Okay, okay. We get it,” Niles said and grabbed their coats.

“Merry Christmas...” Liz called as both men waved. She kissed Meredith, who gave her a wiggle of the eyebrow.

“Have fun,” she said and kissed Casey, as well. “I expect not to hear from you for a few days.

“I love you, Gram,” Casey said. “But can you scram?”

Meredith laughed as she blew them both a kiss and closed the door.

“Casey Bennett...” Liz scolded as they left. Casey ignored her and whisked the tired Skye off the couch.

“Okay,
Shortround
,
beddy
-bye time,” she announced and carried the sleepy child off to bed.

Liz shook her head. However, she quickly turned off the lights, locked the door, and got the champagne.

She stood in the bathroom and looked at her body in the mirror behind the door. “Not too bad, a little toning. Well, a lot of toning,” she said. She brushed her hair and slipped into the nightgown that Casey got her for Christmas. She then put on the silky robe to match and took a deep breath.

In the bedroom, Casey noticed the makeshift ice bucket chilling the bottle of champagne. She smiled and opened the bottle, sending the cork across the room. She then filled two glasses and started unbuttoning her shirt.

“No, you don’t,” Liz’s voice came from the bathroom doorway.

Casey whirled around and her mouth dropped. Liz looked so...

“Absolutely beautiful,” Casey said as her mouth went dry.

She quickly took a gulp of champagne. Liz slowly walked up to her, took the glass out of her hand, and took a drink. Casey smiled and closed her eyes. Liz’s perfume wafted over her and nearly made her head spin.

Liz set the glass down and unbuttoned Casey’s shirt. “I’ve imagined you doing this for so long, Casey…”

Casey sighed as she reached down and ran her fingers through Liz’s auburn hair. Liz gently pushed the shirt off her shoulders and kissed the top of her breast. Casey’s sharp intake of breath, followed by a soft moan, continued as she struggled out of her shirt. Liz unhooked the bra and let it fall to the ground.

“My God, Casey, you have a beautiful body,” Liz whispered and reached in and cupped both breasts.

Casey was beyond speech. With trembling hands, she reached down to untie the silky robe; Liz offered her assistance as she started to undo the buttons.

Casey pushed her hands away. “I do it by
mineself
.”

“Please, no baby talk. Unless the situation warrants,” she said in a low voice. She shivered as she felt the robe fall off and lightly lay in a pool at her ankles.

God, they wanted to go slow, truly they did. However, both women were aching for each other’s touch and for their own release.
 

Casey lay next to Liz, both breathing heavily as Casey frantically kissed her neck. Liz was gasping, running her fingers through Casey’s thick hair. “Please, Casey, I need to feel your—”

Casey parted her lover’s legs and hesitated. “Are you sure? I mean, I don’t—”

Liz put her fingertips against Casey’s lips. “I’m fine. You won’t hurt me.”

Casey smiled and kissed her fingertips; she groaned deeply when her fingers slipped through her folds. “God, Liz…” Casey groaned again and shivered at the initial contact of the woman she loved.

Liz raised her hips, searching for her. “Casey,” Liz pleaded as Casey slid her fingers up and down the length of her. The feel of Casey’s gentle touch was almost too much for Liz. She cried out and shook uncontrollably. “Casey... Yes, inside, please...” she moaned helplessly.

Casey was barely breathing. Liz looked at the strain on her lover’s face and shifted her leg between Casey’s. She then lifted and snugly fit her thigh into Casey’s crotch, amazed at the warm moist feeling against her thigh.
 

Casey cried out, “My God, Liz.” She then slipped her finger inside Liz’s warmth and their moans and gasps filled the quiet room. Casey rode Liz’s thigh as she delved as deep as she could, adding another finger, then another.

“Casey, yes!” Liz tried not to scream as she bucked her hips, sending her thigh ramming into Casey.

Casey tried to hold off until she felt Liz was ready. “So close,” Casey breathed her warning and delved deeper into Liz, moving her fingers deep within her. She then felt the walls tighten around her fingers. Thank God for
Kegels
, she thought stupidly.

She knew Liz was right on the edge.

“Come with me, Liz...” Casey pleaded in a low sensual voice, and that did it.

Liz’s body tensed as the orgasm rippled through her body. She went right over the edge and took her lover with her.

Their release was fast and furious but amazingly quiet. Gasping and writhing, Liz held onto Casey until she finally stopped shuddering; Casey slowly withdrew her hand. Liz arched her back and let out a low groan as she felt Casey leave her. “Casey,” she murmured as Casey slumped over her, trying to regain her breath. Liz clung to her, murmuring her name over and over.

When Casey could move, she rolled over and lay on her back. Liz cuddled close. “Oh, my God,” Liz whispered when her voice finally came back.

Casey could only nod. She reached over and picked up the champagne, poured two glasses, and handed one to Liz.

“Wow!” Casey said and touched Liz’s glass.
 

They lay in each other’s arms, sipping champagne, not saying much. Then they heard it.

“Mama…” Skye’s voice called out.

“That can’t be Tara,” Casey asked. “Can it?”
 

“Mama,” Skye called out again.

“That’s you,” Casey said smugly and Liz sat up and looked at her as Casey drank her champagne.

“Why is it not you?” she asked seriously.

“Because. I am Mom. You are Mama.”

Liz narrowed her eyes at her but had to admit she was right. Then the little voice called, “Mom…”

Casey scrunched her nose. Liz now sported the smug look, then kissed Casey’s neck. “I’ll go...” she whispered.

Casey groaned and set her glass on the nightstand. “No, I’ll go. If you go, you’ll be there for an hour. Cooing and being a mushy mom,” Casey said and walked to the door.

“Honey?”

Casey turned back.

“A robe,” Liz said dryly.

Casey turned red. “I always forget that,” she said and struggled into her robe.

“If it was up to you, we’d be raising two nudists,” Liz said and sipped her champagne. “Honey?”

Casey looked at the woman she loved. Lying on her side, she gently ran her hand over her breast. “Hurry back.”

Casey actually shivered. “Oh, God.” She moaned and dashed out the door.

“Hey,
Shortround
, what’s wrong, sweetie?” Liz heard Casey ask and Skye mumble something.

With that, Liz looked out into the hall and saw Casey hauling Skye under her arm to the bathroom. Skye was giggling. “Hurry up now, kiddo...” Casey was saying.

Liz hid her eyes. “Mother of the year.” She sighed and sipped her champagne.

“All done, good girl. You’re so grown up,” Casey said hastily. Liz heard the toilet flush and was very grateful. She was ecstatic when Casey said, “Wait. Wash your hands before Mama yells at me.”

Then Liz watched in horror as Casey ran back with the poor sleepy girl under her arm like a sack of potatoes, arms and legs dangling.

“
Cafey
! Mom!” Skye complained and Liz hid her face again.

“Good girl. Okay? There you go, honey. Sweet dreams.”

Skye mumbled something else. “Here’s your fish. Love you,
ni-ni
,
Shortround
.”

Casey dashed back into the room. “Record pit stop if I do say so myself,” she said proudly. Liz glared at her.

“What?” Casey asked in helpless confusion as she laughed and hastily threw off her robe, then slid next to Liz.

“Your daughter is not a sack of potatoes,” Liz insisted.

Casey propped herself up on her elbow as Liz handed her the glass of champagne. “I know, sweetheart. She’s, well, she’s a dwarf, honey.”

Liz tried not to laugh. “Why do you call her that?”

“’Cause I love to see that little vein pop out on your neck,” Casey said and gently traced the vein with her fingertips.

Liz sighed at the warm soft touch. “If those piano keys could talk…” Liz whispered.

Casey smiled, letting her fingers wander down to her breasts. She gently rolled Liz onto her back and gazed at her body.

“Let me just look at you,” Casey whispered. Her fingers traced the outside of her full breasts.

Liz was self-conscious. Her breasts did not bounce back as well as the rest of her.

Casey watched her face, knowing what she was thinking. “I adore you. I love the fact that you gave your body for our child. I find that extremely sexy,” Casey said in a low sensual voice that sent Liz’s hips twitching. Casey noticed and grinned, loving how she could arouse this woman so completely. Her featherlike touch encircled her breast, swirling around her taut nipple, turning it rock hard under her caresses. “I love the way your body responds to my touch. No one else will ever know what pleases you but me.”

“It’s as if I’ve been loved for the first time. No one has ever made me feel the way you do. Deep in my soul.”

Casey smiled as she caressed down the curve of her hip, across her stomach. “To think, only three short weeks ago, little Tara was in there growing.” Casey sighed and her hand wandered farther, gently swirling in the soft dark curls. Liz smiled and closed her eyes.

“My God, Ms. Bennett, you do have a way with you...”

Casey leaned in and kissed her cheek, the corner of her mouth, then the full warm lips. Her gently parting those lips, the tip of her tongue teasing them, gently passing across her teeth, then slowly seeking Liz’s satiny tongue. Finding it, both women moaned as their tongues darted and lightly danced.

Casey moved over her then, her knee gently urging her legs apart. Liz willingly parted her legs, then sighed as Casey lay between them, lowering her body onto the woman she adored. Casey slowly rocked her hips into Liz. Liz reached around gently to knead her buttocks and Casey groaned as Liz pulled her hips into her. Casey then lowered herself completely, their breasts sensually rubbing together, nipples straining against one another.

“My God.” Casey groaned as Liz ran her fingers up and down her smooth spine.

Liz sighed as Casey kissed her again, their lips meeting in a heavenly kiss. She then felt Casey’s lips travel down her chin, to her neck, then her breast where she arched her back as Casey took her aching nipple into her mouth, gently suckling. Liz looked down, and as she watched Casey nurse against her breast, she entwined her fingers in Casey’s thick hair, holding her head in place. Casey moaned into her breast, sending Liz’s body into a quivering state. Casey’s hand concentrated on the other breast, gently tweaking her nipple. Liz was in heaven as Casey continued to suckle against her breast.

Then Casey pulled back quickly and stared blindly at Liz. She swallowed and licked her lips.

Liz looked up. “What? Casey, what’s wrong?”

“I…your breast. I swallowed... I am so sorry. Your milk... I...” Casey was stupefied.