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The winter had set in and the cabin was cold. So cold, in fact, that even three blankets weren’t enough to keep the midnight chill off of Katie’s body. Embers smouldered in the fireplace, all that was left of the roaring fire that kept the cabin warm during the day. Katie shivered. How had Calam spent whole winters here alone?
Calam herself seemed completely unbothered by the chill. She lay beside Katie, fast asleep, in nothing more than a thin sleep shirt and pants that barely reached her knee. Her face was soft and relaxed as she slumbered, and Katie had to fight the urge to reach out and brush the blonde hair that had fallen across the smooth brow of her bedmate. The sound of Calam’s soft snores had become the soothing background noise of Katie’s nights, and she now wondered how she had ever slept without Calam by her side.
Katie shivered again and shifted her body, trying to get further under the blankets in search of some respite from the cold. Her movements caused Calam to stir, and with a quiet groan the uncouth frontier-woman opened her eyes.
“Sorry, Calam,” Katie whispered, “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”
“Mmm?” Calam was clearly still half asleep, “Wha? Wha’s wrong?” she murmured, eyes already drifting closed again.
“Nothing, I just can’t get warm.”
Calam’s eyes flew open again, and now she appeared far more awake. “You’re cold? Why did’n ya say somethin'? C’mere.”
Calam opened up her arms and Katie moved into them gratefully.
“That better?” Calam asked.
Her voice was soft and Katie could feel her breath playing with the errant wisps of hair on her head. This wasn't the first time they'd fallen asleep together like this. No, there had been many a night when Calam had taken Katie into her arms.
The first time had been when Katie had heard the wail of a coyote somewhere outside the cabin. She'd lain there, fearful that the creature would somehow get in and savage them in their bed. But Calam had simply chuckled and told her that if the beast did break down the door, Calamity Jane would protect Katie with her life. Cowgirl's honour. Seeing that Katie was still worried, Calam had wrapped her arms around her bedmate and promised she'd keep her safe.
Sometimes it happened whilst they were sleeping. Katie would fall asleep on her side of the bed and when she woke in the morning Calam would be snuggled up behind her, one arm wrapped loosely around her waist. Katie had gotten quite used to waking up in Calam's protective embrace.
To Calam, holding Katie was nothing more than a gesture of friendship, or even a show of sisterly love. But to Katie, this was heaven on earth. The feeling of Calam’s arms around her, the way her body enveloped Katie’s and made her feel so safe, like nothing in the world could ever hurt her as long as Calam held her, was everything. She had no idea when it had happened, but somewhere between arriving here in Deadwood and lying here now, her face pressed into Calam's chest, she'd come to feel a deep and encompassing love for her rough-hewn roommate.
“Katie?”
“Hmm?”
“I said, is that better?” Calam chuckled.
Katie felt the chuckle in Calam’s throat. “Oh!” She squeaked, “Yes, thank you. Much better!”
“You’re still shakin’.” Calam pointed out.
“Oh...” Katie realised it was true. She was indeed still trembling, though it had nothing to do with the cold and everything to do with Calam’s closeness. “I’m fine. Really.”
“Okay.”
But she wasn’t fine, not really. “Calam?”
“Hm?”
Katie took a deep breath. “Have you ever thought about...a woman’s touch?”
Calam’s body stiffened. “What d’ya mean?”
“Have you ever wondered what it might be like to...to kiss another woman?” Katie knew she was wading into dangerous territory now, but she had to know. She needed to know.
“I...”
Katie felt Calam’s throat flex as she swallowed.
“I’ve thought about it.” She finally admitted quietly.
Katie’s heart soared. There was hope. “Have you ever...?”
“No.”
“Oh.” Katie bit her lip and after a long pause she whispered, “Calam?”
“Yes, Katie?” Calam’s voice was quiet and suddenly full of tension.
“Will you kiss me?” And there it was. There was no taking it back. Calam’s heart thudded hard beneath Katie’s ear.
“Is that what ya want, Katie?”
Katie lifted her head so that she could meet Calam’s gaze. There was a hint of fear in the deep blue eyes gazing back at her, but also something else. A small spark of desire. “More than anything.”
There was no more need for words after that. Calam propped herself up on her elbow and brought a hand up to cup Katie’s face in her palm. Her eyes wandered over Katie’s face as if taking in her features for the first time, lingering far longer on her lips than could ever be deemed appropriate. Then she leaned down and pressed her mouth lightly to Katie’s.
The kiss began slow and was so soft and tender that Katie’s heart clenched in her chest. Calam was usually so brash and blunt, moving through life like a sledgehammer. But the way she moved her mouth so lightly against Katie’s was more like a feather, brushing softly over her lips. Katie was enjoying it but she needed something more. She needed more intensity. Her body demanded it.
She wound her fingers into Calam’s golden hair and deepened the kiss, feeling a thrill of excitement course through her when Calam instantly matched her passion. She felt the tip of Calam’s tongue as it flicked her upper lip, and she wanted more. The next time Calam’s tongue ventured a little too far into her mouth she sucked it in further, feeling devilishly sinful as she did so. But it felt so good. Calam must have thought so too, because Katie soon found her own tongue sealed between Calam’s lips as she sucked it right to the end. Katie moaned deep in her throat, which brought a saucy grin to Calam’s face. Then her expression became more serious.
“I’ve been wantin’ to kiss ya for so long, Katie, I was jus’ waitin’ on ya to say the word.”
“Really?” Katie’s breath had been stolen by the kiss they’d just shared, so the word came out more breathy than planned.
“You’re a gosh darn beautiful woman, Katie,” Calam went on, “inside and out.”
Katie blushed at the compliments. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Calam dropped her gaze away from Katie’s. “I didn’ wanna scare ya away. You’re a proper lady, and I’m...”
Katie caught Calam’s chin in her fingers and lifted her face so she could see those shining blue eyes again. “You are the most handsome and incredible woman I’ve ever met.”
Calam’s cheeks practically glowed red in the half light of the cabin. “Ya really think so?”
Katie pulled her down for another kiss, a long and languid meeting of mouths that left them both gasping for breath by the time it ended. Katie pressed her forehead against Calam’s as they panted together. When she could talk again, she whispered, “You are incredible, Calam, and I...” she hesitated for a moment, trying to think of the right way to ask for what she wanted, “I want you to take me,” she bit her lip, afraid she sounded too wanton for Calam’s tastes, but she pressed on, “please, make me yours tonight.”
Calam visibly gulped and then nodded. Katie could understand her sudden nervousness. They were both new to this. But after finally feeling Calam’s lips on hers, Katie wanted more. She wanted everything. She kicked the blankets off her body, thinking they were going to be more of a hindrance than a help.
Calam watched her do it with confusion. “Won’tcha get cold again?”
“Not if you stay close to me.” Katie smiled reassuringly and pulled Calam down on top of her. Calam caught herself on her lean but muscled arms, taking care not to squash Katie beneath her. Katie loved her arms, and took a moment to run her hands along them, mapping out the contours of her shoulders and biceps. Calam was so strong and so sure, so unlike any woman Katie had ever met. Calam might think being different from other women was a flaw, but Katie adored her for her differences.
“Are ya sure about this?” Calam asked, her voice a little hoarse. With nerves no doubt.
Katie smiled up at her before pulling her face down for yet another kiss. She just couldn’t get enough of the woman's mouth. She broke the kiss only to run her lips along Calam’s jaw until she was nuzzling Calam’s ear. “Make love to me, Jane.” She breathed, and the effect on Calam was like gunpowder set alight.
Immediately she was kissing Katie with a passion she’d not yet shown. Katie felt as if she was being devoured and it thrilled her, making her body feel alive in ways she’d never felt before. Calam’s hands were stroking her sides, caressing her through her nightdress. Katie wanted to feel those hands on her skin. She'd dreamed of it for months. She'd watched those hands build sturdy furniture and chop wood for the fire, and wondered how it would feel to be touched by them.
“Let me take this off.” She managed to gasp out when Calam’s mouth moved to her neck. Calam nodded and lifted herself up so that Katie could start to shed the nightdress. After a moment Calam began to help, clearly just as desperate to feel Katie’s skin beneath her hands. Between them they had the nightdress off in no time, and it was quickly discarded.
Katie lay back down, fully naked, but Calam didn’t follow. Instead she sat back on her knees, her eyes wandering down the length of Katie’s body, drinking her in.
“Calam?” Katie was starting to feel self conscious, and began to cross her arms over her bare breasts.
“Don’t,” Calam stopped her with a gentle hand on her arm, “sorry, darlin’,” she soothed, pushing Katie’s arms aside so that she could see all of her again, “it’s jus the sight of ya like this makes my head spin. You're the purdiest woman I ever saw.”
Katie blushed and then reached for the hem of Calam’s shirt. “I want to see you, too.”
Calam grinned, “Sure thing.” She pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it off the bed, unbothered about where it landed.
Katie took in the sight of Calam’s half naked body with wonder. Her breasts were smaller than Katie’s but we’re still a good handful each. Her shoulders were broad and defined, and her stomach was flat like a washboard. She could also see old scars in various places around her torso, and made a mental note to ask her about them later. Now though, she wanted, needed Calam to touch her.
“Come to me...” She instructed, reaching out to Calam. Calam did as she was told, grinning as she once again lay herself atop Katie. Instead of kissing her on the mouth, Calam opted to start where she’d left off – at her neck. Katie was all set to complain about this until Calam sucked at a particularly sensitive spot on the side of her neck. The sudden rush of excitement that rippled through her caused her to let out a strangled moan, and something throbbed between her legs. She didn’t know what it was, but she knew she needed Calam to do something about it. She spread her legs and wrapped them around Calam’s hips. Without thinking about it, she began to grind herself against Calam’s stomach, moaning uncontrollably when she felt another ripple of pleasure radiate outwards from her centre.
Calam picked up on what she was doing and, as she took a thoroughly hardened nipple into her mouth, she rocked her hips against Katie’s centre, causing Katie to gasp out loud and throw her head back into her pillow. Calam did it again and again, working out a rhythm that drove Katie’s pleasure to greater and greater heights. Katie was aware that the noises she was making as Calam undulated against her were both very unladylike and very loud, and she was very glad that their cabin was so far away from any others.
She tangled her fingers in Calam’s hair and held on as the woman bathed her nipple with her tongue. Flicking, circling, swiping and sucking it whilst she continued the rhythmic thrusting of her hips.
The pressure between Katie’s legs was becoming unbearable, and Katie thought she might explode with the force of it. Just when she thought she could take no more, Calam slowed her movements and then came to a complete stop. Katie groaned. The pressure had eased some but she still throbbed with need. She’d been on the precipice of something that she knew would blow her mind, and Calam had cruelly pulled her away from the edge.
“C-Calam?” Her voice was strained with need and sounded foreign to her own ears.
“Shhh,” Calam soothed, kissing her way back up to Katie’s mouth, “I’ve got ya, darlin’.”
Katie kissed her hungrily, digging her nails into the muscled planes of her back. “I need you to touch me.” She pleaded helplessly against Calam’s lips. She was dimly aware of Calam pushing her hand between their bodies, and gave a cry of surprise when she felt the other woman’s fingers slide deftly between her legs.
“I know, Katie,” Calam murmured, her fingers slowly stroking the length of Katie’s sex as she spoke, teasing her mercilessly, “but I gotta make ya mine.” And with that she pressed two fingers deep inside Katie’s sex.
Katie jerked and gasped out loud as Calam entered her, and she could feel herself clamping down around the invading fingers. Calam kept her hand still, waiting for Katie to get used to the feeling of being filled.
“Oh God...” Katie moaned, pressing her face into Calam’s chest. She’d always known that being intimate with someone would involve something like this, but experiencing it, having Calam inside her, sent a shudder of excitement coursing through her body.
“You okay, Katie?” Calam asked, genuine concern in her voice. “I didn’ hurt ya, did I?”
She began to withdraw her hand but Katie stopped her with a hand on her wrist. “Don’t...” she breathed, lifting her head to gaze into Calam’s worried eyes, “I want you inside me.”
Calam’s pupils dilated as the emotion in her eyes changed from worry to desire. She began to move her fingers in and out of Katie’s sheath, her eyes fixed on Katie’s face, as if wanting to observe her every reaction. Katie’s hips began to move of their own accord, rising to meet Calam’s thrusting fingers. The palm of Calam’s hand pressed between the folds of Katie’s sex, where the throbbing was at its worst, and she felt herself being pushed towards that precipice again.
The muscles in Calam’s forearm bunched as she worked, and somewhere in the back of her mind Katie wondered how much longer she could do this for. But Calam’s energy never seemed to waver, and as Katie was pushed over the edge of pleasure, she marvelled at the strength of her lover. Her lover. Her Calamity Jane.
The shockwaves of pleasure seemed to last an eternity, and throughout it all Calam kept up her steady rhythm, causing Katie to crest again and again until finally she had to push Calam’s hand away, her energy totally spent.
Calam hovered above her, grinning widely, like the cat who got the cream. “Seems like ya enjoyed that.” She chuckled, and then her expression became more inquisitive than cocky. “How did it feel?”
Katie had finally returned to her senses and she gazed up at Calam for a few moments before saying, “I couldn’t possibly tell you.” Calam frowned and Katie laughed before rolling them over until she was lying atop Calam. “Let me show you.”