Leather And Lace Part 11

Issy was trying to keep a straight face, which was hampered by the lecherous grin that was plastered across Viv's face. "Anyone want coffee?" The cook turned to retrieve mugs before anybody had a chance to respond.

They sat down and explained the morning happenings to a stunned pair. "That no good, sorry south end of a north bound mule." Issy's hand hit the table so hard that the coffee mugs jumped. "Pardon my foul mouth." She stated as she retrieved the coffeepot and refilled their mugs. The two sisters knew for Issy that was as close as the cook had ever come to cursing.

Viv was both angry and amused. "Did he really wet himself?" At her sister's nod, she chuckled. "G.o.d, I wish I had seen that." She sobered at her increasingly nervous sister. "Maybe he hasn't said anything, he never did mention the argument in the dining room the other night." Viv reminded them.

"Issy!" Regina called out as she entered the kitchen. "Oh good, here you are." She hadn't noticed the other occupants of the room as she stood facing the cook who was making another pot of coffee.

"And where else would I be?" Issy mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Nothin', Mrs. Whitfield. What can I do for you?" The cook replied.

"I finally convinced Felicia LeClaire that the annual Amba.s.sador's Christmas Party should be here instead of at that over-decorated pompous French Emba.s.sy. That woman is so sn.o.bbish, I don't know why anyone bothers going to her little get-to-togethers in the first place." She missed Issy's eye roll of exasperation as she let out an exaggerated sigh. "I don't want anything ordinary so come up with some spectacular ideas by the end of the week and let me see the menu."

The three people sitting at the table had frozen when Regina entered the kitchen; each hoping inactivity meant invisibility. No such luck.

"Vivian, shouldn't you be with the tutor?" Regina asked as she turned to face the three statues. "Run along, dear." Viv stood, but only moved to stand beside Issy, out of her mother's line of sight. She wasn't about to leave until the confrontation had been resolved. "Kristen, it's about time you finally got out of bed. I volunteered your services to Stephanie to word the invitations for the party. I don't know why I pay that woman as much as I do." She mumbled to herself. "But before you do that, I want you to tell me about the opera last night." Her eyes fell on the last occupant. "And lastly, Miss Chandler, your job here is over and you're not welcome in this house. I'll thank you to leave."

"Mother, that's enough. I won't have you treating my...friend like that." Kris stood and glared across the table at her momentarily stunned parent.

"And I won't be spoken to with such disrespect from my own daughter in my own home." Her voice gained volume with each word. "I can't believe you would turn against your own mother and take her side." She said with disgust as she pointed toward the Captain.

"What is going on in here? I can hear you in my office." Andrew stood by the kitchen door with his hands on his hips, glancing at each person in turn. Issy, still standing by the coffeepot, remained mute. Viv was quietly standing by the cook and staring at the floor. His wife stared at their eldest daughter who defiantly stared back at her mother. The Captain was the only one to look his way. "Well?" He glanced back at Regina.

"She's the problem." Regina again pointed at Raven. "I don't want her here and I don't want Kristen a.s.sociating with her kind."

Raven flinched, thinking Regina knew she was gay. Kris jumped to her defense. "If by 'her kind' you mean a woman who's strong and independent and doesn't need to be taken care of, I not only want to a.s.sociate with 'her kind', I want to be 'her kind'." Kris stated as she leaned her weight on her arms that were propped on the tabletop.

"We'll just see what Parker has to say about this. I'm sure he won't take too kindly to his wife a.s.sociating with 'her kind'." Regina stated triumphantly, thinking that was a threat.

Kris took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down before she said something that she would regret. It wasn't working until she felt Raven's hand lightly rubbing her back. 'How can such a small gesture mean so much?' She smiled inwardly. "Mother, you need to listen very carefully. I'm not marrying Parker. I don't love him. Heck, I don't even like the dweeb." She raised her hands from the table, palms up and shrugged her shoulders. "He's self-centered and egotistical. The only reason he wanted to marry me was because he thought it would benefit his career."

Regina looked panic-stricken. "This is all your fault." She accused Raven.

This time Raven beat Kris to the punch. "No ma'am, as much as I'd like to take the credit, Kris had a mind of her own long before I came along." That comment got her a warm and loving smile from her companion, which she returned.

"Are you going to stand there and let your wife be insulted?" Regina huffed.

Andrew had to admit a growing pride in his daughter and an increasing respect for this woman that Kris had chosen to care for. He wasn't blind either, he could see more than friendship in the way they looked at each other. "Dear." He addressed his wife. "I haven't heard any insults, except towards Parker that is. Let's all sit down and discuss this like adults." His diplomatic side always came through when his personal side didn't quite know how to cope.

"No, I refuse to be around her." Regina stamped her foot. "I want her out of this house." Andrew sighed and rubbed his temples.

Viv was shaking her head in embarra.s.sment and whispered to Issy. "This is the first time I've seen someone my mother's age throw a temper tantrum and I hope it's the last." Issy patted the girls shoulder in sympathy. "It certainly isn't a pretty site." Vivian groaned.

"Fine, Mother." Kris grabbed her companion's hand and left the kitchen heading towards the stairs. "There's only a few thing I want to grab from my room then we can get out of here."

"Kristen, I forbid you to leave this house!" They heard Regina yell from the kitchen.

"Are you..." Raven started to ask but was stopped by Kris' fingers placed lightly on her lips. Kris turned on the stairs to face her companion. The young woman was standing one step higher than Raven, which made it easier to look the Captain in the eye. "Sure? Yes, very sure."

She asked and answered. "It's not just a case of choosing you over them, I'm also choosing to take control of my life. It's mine to do with as I see fit, whether they approve or not." She smiled and tweaked Raven's nose.

Kris' stuff consisted of her laptop, back-up disks of her writings and the suitcase that she had brought with her from the emba.s.sy and a few knickknacks and stuffed animals she had acquired while growing up. Raven shouldered the duffel bag as Kris did the same with her laptop case. Viv was standing in the doorway as they turned to go.

"Believe it or not, I'm going to miss you, sis." Vivian held out her arms as Kris stepped into them.

"I'll miss you too, Viv. I'll call in a couple of days." She stepped back and wiped a tear off her sibling's cheek. "Tell Issy I love her and I'll keep in touch. I'd go hug her neck but I don't want to get her in trouble with mother."

"I'll let her know." She a.s.sured her sister and surprised Raven by wrapping her arms around the Captain. "Make her happy, she deserves it." She let go and stepped back to allow them to exit the room.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Andrew met them. "Kris still needs to be protected until the talks are completed." He addressed Raven but never took his eyes from his daughter. "I'm counting on you to do that, Captain."

"I a.s.sure you, Amba.s.sador, the only way they would get to Kris is if they come through me first." She heard the sharp intake of breath next to her and felt Kris' hand, tighten around hers.

"I'll hold you to that." His eyes had tracked to Raven's and held for several seconds before looking back at Kris. "You...care for each other, don't you?" He couldn't quite bring himself to use the word love.

"Yes, Father, we do." She looked directly into his eyes and saw something that surprised her. It wasn't quite the happiness or understanding she wished for, but a grudging acceptance of her as an adult and able to make her own decisions.

"I don't know if I'll ever be able to come to terms with...this, but I do want you to be happy. Give me some time, okay?" He asked nervously. "I'll even see if I can work on your mother."

"Of course I'll give you time. I love you." Kris placed a kiss on her father's cheek. "But if you can change mother's mind, you'll go down in history as the greatest diplomat ever." They smiled at the truth of the statement before Kris hurriedly pulled Raven out the front door when she heard her mother's voice headed in their direction.

The ride back to the hotel was spent in silence until Raven broke it. "How do you think it went? Better or worse than you expected?" She stole a sideways glance at her companion. Worried that she was more upset than she looked.

"Actually better, with father anyway. I'm confused about why mother is so set against you. She doesn't even know that we're lovers." She blushed shyly at the still new concept. "And to tell the truth, I'm a little worried that Parker might try to get back at us in some way."

Raven grinned at the blush, which gave her body a warm feeling and her mind a few ideas of how to spend the afternoon. "You really think Parker would be that stupid?" She put a lid on her lurid thoughts and concentrated on Kris' concern.

'Enough of these depressing thoughts.' Kris was determined to get her mind off the past few hours. "Well, as Issy would say, 'sometimes he's a couple of sandwiches short of a picnic'."

Raven almost missed the turn into the hotel garage since she was laughing at Kris' response. "Sorry." She said when she had to brake quickly in order not to have to go around the block again. "I can imagine Issy standing there and very nonchalantly telling someone off and them not figuring out until hours later that they've been insulted."

They got out of the car and headed for the elevator. "She did that to a caterer once and the poor man stood there and thanked her then hours later came stomping into the kitchen, demanding an apology." They exited the garage elevator when they reached the lobby and headed for the elevators to take them to their room.

As soon as the doors slid closed and Kris. .h.i.t the b.u.t.ton for the 12th floor, she found herself enveloped from behind. "What would you like to do this afternoon?" Raven whispered in Kris' ear. "If that blush is any indication, I think I'll approve." She turned Kris around and kissed her pa.s.sionately. They continued their tongue duel, with Kris practically climbing Raven's body, until the car started slowing down.

When the door opened, they wedged past two older couples, with a mumbled 'excuse us' and ran down the corridor to their door. "Young people today." One of the ladies stated. "They're always in a hurry. Seems like they could slow down and enjoy life."

The two men chuckled. "Oh, I think those two probably will enjoy a lot this afternoon." One whispered to the other. They had both noticed the heavy breathing and disheveled clothing of the young women.

Raven finally got the door to their room open after fumbling with the key card for what seemed like forever. Once inside, she dropped her coat and was immediately pinned with her back against the door and a very amorous smaller body attaching itself to her front.

Kris attached her lips to Raven's neck as her hands pulled at the shirt tucked into faded jeans. "G.o.ds, Kris." Raven managed to grab her shirt and pull it over her head as Kris' lips moved to the newly exposed skin of her Captain's stomach. Her bra joined her shirt somewhere on the floor as Kris not so lightly claimed an erect nipple with her teeth. "Ugh." The older woman groaned as she tangled her fingers in blonde hair and pulled Kris tightly into her. Her hips bucked forward trying to force more contact with the smaller body of her lover.

Kris chuckled as she released a very red and stimulated nipple, she couldn't believe she was having this kind of effect on her more experienced lover. "Is there something you want, Taz?" She ran her hands up Raven's thighs and around to grasp the firm a.s.s then pressed her body into the Captain's. "Is there?" She prompted when no answer was forthcoming.

Raven's head slammed back against the door. "Yes...you." She finally answered through her heavy breathing as Kris stepped between her spread legs and their hips ground together.

"I think that can be arranged." Kris dipped her head and suckled both nipples before she crouched at Raven's feet and removed her shoes. She watched blue eyes darken with desire as she ran her hands slowly up the front of Raven's legs, stopping when she reach the waistband of her jeans. Kris straightened her back, bringing her mouth level with her lover's crotch. "Mmm, you smell good." She maintained eye contact as she opened her mouth and raked her teeth along Raven's denim covered mound. "I bet you're dripping by now and your panties are soaking wet."

"Please." The Captain begged as she watched Kris lean towards her. "Oh f.u.c.k...Kris." She almost collapsed when she felt teeth rake across her.

Kris smiled. "Oh, I definitely think that can be arranged." She stood and pulled her Captain into the bedroom by her belt loop.

Raven was turned around which placed her back towards the side of the bed. She stood as still as her shaking legs would allow while Kris unb.u.t.toned and unzipped her jeans. They were slowly pushed, along with her underwear, down around her knees, and then fell to the floor. She was pushed backwards until she was laying on her back across the bed. She propped up on her elbows to watch her lover as she leaned down and finished removing the clothing that was still bunched around her ankles.

Kris straightened and locked green eyes with blue as she slowly and enticingly started stripping for her lover. She almost lost her focus as a moan escaped Raven's mouth and her tongue hungrily moistened her lips. She regained her equilibrium as the last of her clothing was removed.

Raven sat up and reached for the young woman that was teasing her so wonderfully. She arched an eyebrow in surprise as her target nimbly stepped back.

"Uh uh." Kris wiggled her finger. "You, my love, are going to let me have my way with you."

"But..." Raven started to protest.

"No buts. You gave me so much pleasure last night and this morning, I just want to show you how much I love you." Kris moved within touching distance and leaned down to place gentle kisses on Raven's eyelids, nose and mouth. "Now, Captain." Her voice became authoritative. "You are going to follow orders."

"Yes Ma'am." Raven responded to the wicked gleam in Kris' eyes. She knew at this moment she would do anything and everything that her seductress wanted, including sit up and beg. 'And I thought she was innocent and shy.'

"Lay down." A devilish smile spread across her face. "And roll over." Kris swallowed hard and wondered if she could control her own desire as her eyes roamed up the tall, tanned, beautiful body when Raven leaned back. 'No tan lines.' She filed that thought away for later consideration. Raven turned to her stomach. 'Nice a.s.s.' She felt the moisture cascading down the inside of her thighs. 'Of course I could allow myself one quick little climax. Just to make sure I stay in control.'

Raven rolled over and clutched the edge of the mattress in her hands as she waited. She was about ready to plead when she felt the bed shift as Kris straddled her thighs. She tried to spread her legs when she felt Kris' nipples lightly graze her b.u.t.t and move upwards to leave a trail of goose-b.u.mps, but her young companion refused the action by clamping her legs tighter against her lover. "Please."

Kris chuckled. "Not yet, Taz." She whispered in Raven's ear before she moved along the strong back, placing kisses down her spine. She paused and licked her lips as she hovered over the firm, smooth mounds of flesh that had captured her attention minutes ago. One long wet swipe of her tongue sent hips pressing into the bed then raising up begging for more.

Raven wanted desperately to open herself to her lover, but was denied. She clutched the mattress tighter, not caring if it ripped apart. Her hips bucked as she felt the warm wet muscle glide over her left cheek. She groaned her frustration into the blanket below her when there was no other immediate contact. "Take me...please, Kris."

"G.o.d, it turns me on when you beg." She placed a delicate kiss on her captive's rear end just before sinking her teeth into the inviting flesh, hard enough to leave an indention. The sound that pa.s.sed from her companion's throat was a cross between a growl and a groan. Kris eased up her lover's body until her knees were beside Raven's hips. She spread her own folds and lowered herself until her center was pressing against her lover's a.s.s. She threw her head back, moaning at the delicious contact touching her c.l.i.t as she rhythmically undulated against the body beneath her.

Raven felt teeth sink into her skin and was about to pa.s.s out from unfulfilled need, then when she felt hot moist softness grind into her, she briefly wondered if l.u.s.t had ever been a cause of death. She felt Kris' release throb through her own body and settle between her legs adding to her already agonizing need. "Ugh...Kris...please...need you." She whimpered.

Kris didn't wait for her body to calm before she spread Raven's legs and knelt between them. "You've been very patient, Taz. Time for a small reward, I think." She entered her lover with one finger, twisting it as she slowly pumped in and out of Raven's over heated body.

"M..More." Raven pleaded as she raised her hips in invitation.

Kris removed her well-lubricated finger and placed it at the smaller puckered opening and hesitated. "Is it okay?" She asked her lover, realizing that they were still discovering what did and didn't please each other.

Raven pulled her knees under her, leaned forward on her forearms and presented herself to her lover. "Take me...now." She growled and felt the small finger enter her. "G.o.ds...yes." Her entire being focused on that one finger easing in and out of her until she felt two other fingers fill her neglected opening. "Uh, Kris...f.u.c.k me...hard." She had never before wanted to give herself so completely to another.

Kris felt the tight opening give way as she gently pushed in with her index finger. With her free hand she entered Raven's soft warmth. She could feel her finger's slowly pumping past each another, one entering while the others pulled out, never leaving her lover completely empty. She felt Raven's muscles quiver and convulse and worked her fingers harder and faster.

Raven bucked forward as a soul shattering o.r.g.a.s.m erupted throughout her body. Tremors continued to throb within her even after she collapsed onto the bed. She groaned and turned over to find Kris propped on her elbow, lying beside her. "You look mighty pleased with yourself." Raven was still waiting for her heartbeat to slow down.

"And why shouldn't I be?" Kris caressed a smooth cheek before tracing Raven's lips with her finger. "I wanted to give you as much pleasure as you've given me. And I think it's safe to say, I did." Kris suddenly needed conformation. "Didn't I?" Her brow furrowed.

"Oh, I think that's a fairly safe bet." Raven captured Kris' finger in her mouth, tasting her own essence. 'G.o.ds, I can't get enough of her. Is this what it's like to be in love?' Raven wondered as the desire to possess and be possessed over and over again by this wonderful beautiful young woman raged through her body and soul. "I love you, Sagira." She declared and eased her companion back on the bed as she covered the smaller body with her own.

Chapter Thirteen:.

"Andrew, I can't believe that you just let Kristen leave with that...that woman." Regina sat staring into the fireplace where the gas logs flickered with small blue flames. "What were you thinking?" She turned her head to glare severely at her husband while her hands fidgeted nervously with her monogrammed linen handkerchief she held.

Andrew rubbed his suddenly tired eyes. "Dear, I couldn't keep her here against her will, she's an adult." He tried to reason with his irrational wife as he sat down in the recliner facing the stubborn woman.

"She may be an adult but her judgment has obviously been affected, she's not thinking clearly, Andrew. That Captain Chandler has coerced her into leaving her family and her husband-to-be. We have to bring her back, Andrew. I have been planning this wedding since she and Parker met and I won't be denied." She stated firmly while slapping the palm of her hand on the arm of the couch.

"Sweetheart." He leaned forward resting his forearms on his thighs and tried again. "I don't think she would marry Parker even if we brought her back."

"Well of course she would. We just have to get Kristen away from 'her' influence."

"No, Regina, they care for each other." He waited a few minutes for any acknowledgement of understanding from his wife. 'Talk about having to have a brick wall fall on you, so much for the delicate approach.' He took a deep breath and braced himself. "Kristen and the Captain seem to be quite taken with each other." He watched as a somewhat puzzled expression cross his wife's features. "They're in love." He expected denial, anger, and or resentment. He was at a loss on what to do as his wife keeled over in a dead faint. "Oh my."

Parker had been standing in the hall listening the entire time. He fully expected the Amba.s.sador to denounce the two women and demand that Kristen return and go through with the wedding. And he would, of course, play the grieving hurt boyfriend and gladly take Kris back which he knew would get him points with the Amba.s.sador. When that didn't happen, he had to rethink his position. 'Is it worth going against my benefactor just to get even with them for embarra.s.sing me? If I do, I could jeopardize my career if the Amba.s.sador takes exception to it.' He quietly eased back from the door, deciding that his career was far more important than any woman was. 'Besides, there's bound to be others that would be grateful to be the wife of an up and coming political star, such as myself. Someone that would be a lot less trouble.'

"Is there anything you need to do before we go home?" Raven asked the contented young woman that was spooned in front of her. She raised her head and kissed a bare shoulder.

"Home, I like the sound of that." She hadn't really thought of any place being home in a long, long time. "I'd like to go visit my grandparents and introduce you to them, if it's okay to let them know that we're back, that is." She absentmindedly rubbed her fingers across the arm around her waist.

"I believe they were notified of your return and asked not to contact any of you. For their safety." She answered before Kris could ask why.

"I won't put them in any danger by seeing them, will I?" She turned in Raven's arms to face her. "I was also going to pick up the money that I've made from the short stories I've sold, they've been investing it for me, but I could just get them to send it."

"No." The Captain a.s.sured her. "They're being watched. Just not as closely as your family." She explained.

"I thought at first this would be a big adventure but now I must admit this terrorist stuff scares me." 'Especially after seeing the scars you have, some look almost faded, others look fairly new.' She absentmindedly traced a small one that was one of the fading ones. 'I wonder if you would tell me about them? And how do I watch you go off on a mission knowing that you might not come back? Or that you might be hurt and I can't go to you?'

"Do they have the published copies of your writings? I'd like to read them if you wouldn't mind." Raven wasn't aware of the misgivings of her companion she was just trying to get Kris' mind on more pleasant things.

"Yeah, they've kept an extra copy for me." She felt the blush creep up her face. "I'll get those too." They cuddled together, enjoying the closeness. "Can I ask you a question, love?" Kris linked her fingers with the ones caressing her middle.

"Sure." Raven propped her head in her unoccupied hand.

"John mentioned something, more to himself than to me, the other night when I didn't know what was upsetting you. Something about your last mission, the one before this one, I mean. He was afraid that was what was bothering you. Can you talk about what happened?"

"John worries too much and still blames himself." Raven wondered if telling her would mean the start of Kris' own nightmares when she went back into the field. 'I could just say it was top secret. That would be the truth, but I'd be keeping things from her and I promised I wouldn't do that.'

Raven kissed Kris' bare shoulder and took a deep breath, hoping she wouldn't regret this. "Workers from a US company and their families were being held captive and we were sent in to rescue them. The plan was for one of us to pose as a representative from the company and to be taken to the complex with the others so the rest of the team could follow, courtesy of a tracking devise. Two things went wrong; one, somehow they knew I wasn't from the company and two, the captives were held in underground cells with thick stone walls and the tracking devise wasn't strong enough to transmit through all that. It took the team several hours to get into the complex undetected and to find the captives and me and to get us out. I had been, ... questioned and John blames himself for not using the right equipment. But the intel we had been given never mentioned the underground area." Raven pulled Kris tightly into her body when she tensed up. "It's okay now...I'm here, baby...I'm okay." She whispered soothing words.

Kris almost panicked when she realized that Raven could have died before they had a chance to meet. "How ba...badly were you...hurt?"

Raven's hand that was wrapped around her lover, started a gentle caress across Kris' stomach. "I was in pretty bad shape, it took me a few months to recover and a few more months to get back to work."