Strange Foreplay

Gale turned to face her lover, kneeling in front of the woman. She could feel Rachael's hands sliding down her sides, over her hips until they reached her thighs.

Rachael smiled as Gale nipped at her bottom lip. A soft laugh was muffled by the mouth covering hers. Hooking her fingers under the hem of her girlfriend's dress, she pulled at the dress, lifting it upward. Her nails lightly raked up the length of flexed thighs where they moved higher still.

Gale's fingers left their home in Rachael's long hair as she raised her arms to allow the dress to be pulled overhead. Hands against her back pulled her forward.

Swirling around a deep brown areola, Rachael's tongue teased at her lover's right breast. The sensation sent shivers rippling through her girlfriend. A tugging at her shirt caused her to pause while Gale tore the t-shirt from her body. Her hands moved over the skin of Gale's naked body before she reached behind her back to unclasp the bra which was separating her from Gale.

Kissing along Rachael's neck, Gale slid her hands down toward the waist of her girlfriend's jeans. She tugged and pulled at the jeans until they eased down the woman's long legs. Curling her thumbs around the fabric of cotton panties, she pulled away the last of Rachael's clothing.

Moving forward, Rachael guided the petite woman onto her back. She eased her weight onto Gale, feeling her skin press against her.

Their kisses were becoming more intense as their hands roamed over fevered skin. It was easy to forget where they were and why because in that moment nothing mattered but, feeding that need which takes control of all logical thought.

Rachael kissed her way down the length of her girlfriend's body. Her hand took Gale's breast, guiding a waiting nipple to her mouth, where she suckled and teased at it until her lover was all but, begging her to take her. She smiled in a way that showed that she had no intention of letting Gale off so easy.

With a frustrated groan of arousal, Gale let her head fall back. She brought both hands to her head, clutching handfuls of hair as she fought the urge to tell Rachael to hurry. There was no denying that Rachael knew what she was doing to her. Rachael knew that she was tormenting her in that way that only Rachael could. Gale could not repress a smile even as she realized that Rachael had her exactly where she wanted her.

The nip at her thigh made her take in a quick inhalation behind clenched teeth. Her legs parting seemed to take much too long. This was nothing to the eternity that seemed to pass before Rachael moved between them.

"God, Rachael," she breathed. "What are you doing to me?"

A wicked little smile dawned Rachael's face. She breathed her lover in, noting the arousal that was emanating from the young woman. "Nothing," she answered. "Yet."

Gale jerked forcefully as she felt the tip of a tongue flick over her clit.

Again, Rachael smiled. "Relax, Gale."

She took in a deep breath, trying to do as Rachael had asked. The joke-reflex immediately came into play as it always did. "That's easy for you to say," Gale smiled. "You don't have some beautiful woman trying to drive you wild."

"You'll get your chance," Rachael promised.

Rachael hooked her arms around Gale's legs, pulling her lover closer to her mouth. The rough movement caused her girlfriend to let out a soft gasp which she knew would happen but, never failed to grow tired of hearing. Her lips on Gale's caused a contented sigh to fill the air. She slid her tongue along the slit, tasting the excitement filling her girlfriend.

She kissed along Gale's thighs growing dangerously close but, never exactly where Gale wanted her to kiss most. Just as she had convinced her girlfriend that it would be some time before she would actually touch the epicenter of her sensitivity, she surprised Gale by swiping fully the length of her slit which caused the younger woman to cry out. She continued pleasuring her lover with her mouth, feeling her own excitement building as a result.

Nails digging into her shoulder did not distract her from her task. The hand lightly brushing her hair away inspired her to gentle her oral lovemaking. The soft purring that her lover was making brought about a smile. Rachael reached upward taking hold of Gale's hand and holding it in hers. She knew that this was a battle of wills. Gale was holding out for as long as she could but, the sounds escaping her lips told Rachael that she did not have far to go before this would all become too much.

"Stop fighting me, Gale," Rachael said as she changed from using her mouth alone to using both her mouth and the fingers which she eased into her lover with tormenting slowness.

Gale gave a quick intake of air. She felt her the muscles of her abdomen tighten forcefully. The fingers moving deeper inside of her over and over again made her gasp. Her heart beating within her chest was racing. She let out a moan that came from deep within her throat at the moment of release.

Rachael heard her name uttered with such love. Gale always sighed her name in such a wonderful way at climax.

The young woman fought desperately to catch her breath. It was not long before she felt her lover climbing up the length of her body. She opened her eyes to see Rachael straddling her chest.

"Now, me," Rachael said.

Gale had heard the slight pleading in her voice despite the words which could have been taken as a command. There was a shadow of lust inside Rachael's eyes which darkened them to new depths. She reached out to Rachael, guiding the woman to her mouth. Her lips kissed over moistened thighs while her hands reached upward to take full breasts into them. The hands covering hers encouraged her to squeeze upon the soft flesh. She manipulated a sensitive nipple between finger and thumb, pulling and pinching until her lover moaned.

Growing impatient with need, Rachael lowered herself against Gale's mouth. She shivered at the teeth biting her clit. The tongue swirling over her caused her to lean forward with a moan. Extending her arm, she steadied herself against the cool wall. She closed her eyes beginning to sway once Gale started in on her slow sensuous kiss.

Gale closed her eyes as she breathed in Rachael's scent. She curled her tongue along a fiery warmth. Delving deeper into Rachael, she pulled her girlfriend closer, reaching for new depths. The eager way that Rachael began grinding against her made her nibble at her shaven sex.

Rachael lowered her hand to Gale's head, entwining her fingers in dark brown hair. She shifted her weight on her knees, trying to get some kind of balance while her lover pleasured her.

Pushing up onto her elbows, Gale kissed a soft thigh. "Love, lie down," she said, knowing that it would be more comfortable for her girlfriend.

Reluctant to pull away, Rachael smoothed her lover's cheek. The kiss to her hand assured her that Gale wouldn't mind waiting for her to get more relaxed. She quickly traded places with Gale so that she was the one reclining against the blanket. As Gale took a seat at her side with her back slightly angled to her, she pushed up onto her elbows wearing a curious frown on her face.

Gale tucked her legs close to her body, inclining her weight more onto her right hip. She looked down on her bronze-skinned lover's body, allowing her hand to lightly caress over it. "You're so beautiful," she said with a contented sigh.

Rachael giggled and squirmed a bit under the feathery touches tracing over the Asian-style dragon tattooed upon her left hip. She leaned back while her hand lightly scratched at Gale's back. Resigning herself to the idea of letting Gale do whatever she liked, she felt lips kissing over her hips working their way down. To grant her more access, she bent her legs at the knee then, part them.

Moving her arms between Rachael's legs, Gale pushed back with her elbows, pressing against the area just behind the knees. She could feel Rachael moving her legs accordingly so that her calves rested along the length of her back while she grew comfortable with her Achilles tendons against her shoulders.

Angling her hips upward, Rachael opened herself up to Gale and the fingers parting her innermost lips. She shivered at the breath curling over her smooth skin.

Gale looked down on the satiny pink skin glistening in the dim light of the candles before she leaned forward, taking an inflamed clit into her mouth. She could feel the nails digging into her back as a result of her actions. Suckling harder at Rachael, she moved her hand to caress over the moistened labial lips. She pressed harder against Rachael's legs, forcing her girlfriend to open her hips more, exposing so much of her intimate places.

Rachael encouraged her lover with lust-filled words while pushing upward against Gale's waiting mouth. She knew how close she was to climax and she was certain that Gale could tell as well.

The fingers slowly entering into her pushed until reaching the hilt and stopping at the knuckles. Her inner muscles gripped tightly to them as they began their slow withdrawal. She loosened her grip as Gale pierced back into her. When Rachael felt the fingers beginning to leave her once again, she began that dance of push and pull. She pulled for Gale to be inside her again.

Finding a rhythm, the two women accelerated their pace.

Gale quickened the movements of her hand while intensifying her oral actions.

Rachael clutched tightly at Gale's back. Her breathing grew shallow. She felt that familiar tension happening within her body. It was close. She could feel it.

Feeling the inner muscles massaging her fingers, Gale tasted the results of her labor of love. The tremors rippling through her girlfriend passed through to her. She continued her loving kiss until Rachael's breathing slowed and her body relaxed. Gently, she withdrew from inside of the woman beneath her. She kissed her way slowly up Rachael's sweat-glistened body where she stopped at her lover's long neck.

Rachael let her head fall back wearily with a contented smile upon her face. She enjoyed the kisses being given to her neck, when something caught her eye.

Gale kissed her way along Rachael's jaw before noticing that her lover was not paying much attention to her. She followed Rachael's line of vision.

"Those bastards," Rachael all but, growled. "Do you see that?"

Focusing on the tiny glinting speck, Gale nodded slowly. "Is that what I think it is, lover?"

"You bet your daddy's money it is." Rachael hurried into her clothes. Then, she rushed over to the far wall.

Moving her hands blindly over the wall, Rachael could just make out the plywood which had been lined over the wall. She gripped tightly at it, using her anger-fueled strength to pull up the bottom right corner. The harder she pulled, the more sunlight she could see filtering into the dimly lit basement.

Gale finished fastening her heels after slipping into her dress once more. "So that's the window?"

"Yeah, those damn guys must have really wanted to keep us out of the way," Rachael grumbled. "They didn't even want us to see that there was a window."

Giving one final pull, Rachael managed to rip the loosely-secured plywood completely from the wall. "Baby, I need you to slip through that window. Can you fit?"

Nodding, Gale hurried to her lover. She was a bit surprised at the newfound strength in the hands taking hold of her waist as Rachael hoisted her upward. Quickly, she opened the window, pushing it outward, then wiggled her way through the small rectangular opening.

Rachael looked up at her lover peering down on her with the morning sun at her back. "Now, see if you can find anything that will help me out of here but, Be Careful. I don't want those guys laying a hand on you; got it!"

Gale pushed herself off the cool grass. She walked quickly along the side of the house, crouching down in the hopes that she would not be seen. After making sure that no one was around, she went to the garage, finding a small ladder for odd jobs. She found two larger ladders but, was not certain of the criminals absence which caused her to decide against it.

It was not long before Rachael saw black heels outside the window. She waited impatiently as a small step ladder was lowered through the window. It was not large enough for her to climb out on but, it was tall enough to give her the boost which she would need to pull herself out.

Just as Rachael was about to escape from the basement which had served as her jail for most of the night, she felt her ankle clasped tightly. She was pulled forcefully back into the basement, then tossed to the unforgiving floor. Looking up, she saw a man glaring down on her.

"I knew that someone was down here," she grumbled as she returned his stony stare.

"Ray," Gale called, peering down into the dark basement. "Are you alright?" There was a brief pause before she said, "I'm coming down."

"Don't!" Rachael warned. She rose to her feet, hoping that for once her girlfriend would listen to her.

The tall man dressed in black seemed to be at home in the shadows. "You two put on quite the show," he said. "I nearly gave myself away, when y'all started going at it."

Rachael ignored that comment for the moment. She had other things to think about. "What have you done with Sarah?"

He shrugged with a smirk.

"I'm only gonna ask you one more time." Rachael arched her eyebrow while her body steeled itself. She could tell by the nervous behavior that this guy was displaying that he was about to make his move. "What have you done with Sarah?"

Letting out a snarl, the man took a swing at her head. Rachael ducked, reared back her fist before landing a direct blow to his abdomen. She listened to the loud gasp for air as he had the wind knocked out of him. Shaking her head, she watched him fall to his knees.

"You know, that was really pathetic."

The sole of a boot was the last that he saw before darkness enveloped him.

A sigh left her lips as she knelt down to handcuff him. Rachael was certain that he would be out for some time. Turning back to the window, she began to climb the small step ladder. She locked her ankles around the top step, pulling the ladder up with her as she pushed herself out. She wasn't taking her chances with this guy coming to before she could send a patrol out to get him.

The morning sun felt nice as Rachael managed her way out of the basement. Finally free of that basement, she felt a bit like a con escaping prison. She rose to her feet while drawing her gun.

"I need for you to stay here while I check the house; okay?" Rachael ordered.

Gale frowned in confusion. " They aren't here," she reminded. "You said that you thought they left."

"I need to make sure. More than that, if they are gone, I need to see if they took Sarah with them and if they left anything that might tell us where they took her."

Reluctantly, Gale conceded to her lover's wishes. She waited, trying her best not to pace while Rachael hurried away.

Rachael ran along the length of the house to a downstairs back bedroom. She opened a window without a sound. Climbing into the house, she listened for any sounds of the intruders. There was nothing.

Moving stealthily throughout the house, she found nothing but, the chaos which the men had left in their wake. She searched through the papers scattering the living room floor, having the strange sense that those men were no closer to finding what they were looking for than she was at finding out why this had happened.

Walking out the front door, she saw her lover standing there waiting. Rachael was about to scold Gale for not following her instructions, when she saw the car.

The Corvette, given to the young woman as a birthday present, sat battered in the driveway. The glass had been shattered, the doors and hood brutally beaten.

Opening the hood, Gale fought tears of utter rage. "If those bastards did anything to her engine, I swear to God people will die!"

"Nice to know that you're so concerned about Sarah," Rachael joked. The glare which she received from Gale made her think twice about the humor of what she had intended to be a joke.

Gale scanned over the engine. Everything seemed to be in order. She smiled with a relief-filled sigh. "Oh, thank God. They aren't complete pricks, then."

Rachael might have commented on that but, never had the chance. Something was commanding her attention. She looked up with the sound of a vehicle quickly approaching. She looked away from the black Excursion roaring up the road to the woman smiling upon the remnants of her ravaged car. Rushing forward, she pulled her girlfriend backward, placing the car between the SUV and themselves.

Gale hit the pavement with a grunt. "What the hell is..." Her voice was cut off by her lover moving on top of her. Rachael's weight upon her muffled her scream as a barrage of bullets plowed through her convertible.

When the Ford gunned their engine, Rachael risked raising her head to look over the Corvette. She could see them getting away. Hurrying to her feet, she ran out into the street. Aiming her gun, she fired several shots at the back of the SUV. Her mind memorized the license plate with ease.

The car screeching to a halt beside her startled her from her line of thought. She smiled happily as Gale motioned for her to get it. Hopping over the top of the door, she couldn't help but, mutter, "God, I love my job."

That usual adrenaline was filling her, when Rachael felt her girlfriend peel out after the departing Excursion. She had only just managed to slide down into her seat, before being slammed backward against the car.

"Can you catch them?" Rachael asked, reloading her gun.

The raven-haired police detective calmly took in the way her lover shifted with ease. There was no denying that Gale could drive this car. Gale knew every little mood that her Corvette had. It seemed a shame that the Vette would not have much left in her after all this.

"I can catch them," Gale promised. She jerked the car through traffic, feeling the usually squirrelly Vette swerve a bit. She didn't panic because she knew exactly how to compensate.

They drew close enough for Rachael to sit up. She was leaning out over the door. Lining the back tire in her sights, she yelled over the howling wind to her lover. "And you say I never introduce you to any interesting people."

Gale huffed a laugh. "I take it back, Ray." She followed the Ford into the far left lane. "And to think , I could be married to a doctor or something."

"A doctor?! What fun is that?!" Rachael fired a shot into the back tire, hearing the loud bang of the tire blowing out. "Damn, I'm good!"

The Excursion began swerving wildly as the driver struggled to keep control. It was not long before the SUV slammed into the median.

Gale and Rachael watched as a group of four men bolted from their wrecked vehicle, carrying a shaken Sarah in tow. The Vette lurched to a stop while waiting to see their next move.

A large burly man toting a menacing automatic weapon aimed his gun at an oncoming car. "Out!" he growled.

The passenger of the car slammed on the breaks then immediately relinquished control of his vehicle.

"Ray?!" Sarah screamed as they attempted to force her into the car. "Help me! Don't let them take me!"

Rachael's blood boiled with fury as Sarah was struck roughly about the face and shoved into the car.

"Make one move to follow us," the smallest of the gunmen said. "And we kill her."

There was no doubt in Rachael's mind that they would not kill Sarah. If they were going to do that, they would have by now but, they hadn't so it stood to reason that they obviously still needed her.

As she raised her gun to aim at the leader's head, she watched him give the word to aim at Gale. That caused her to pause all movement. She hated the cocky smirk that dawned that man's face as a result. Her only thought was of the time when she would finally wipe it off his ugly face.