28: I Want Your Body Next To Mine

"" Zola and Cora made it to the spacious Park Ave apartment around 1:00 PM. Zola scooped up Matteo as they entered the 2500 square foot residence complete with four bedrooms, an office/library, large open kitchen and living room space and a formal dining room and sitting areas.

Cora moved in the space and she was surprised that, in the vast apartment, she felt a gentleness to the space. Cora embraced Marie. "Wow, Marie, you have a beautiful home. It feels so warm and inviting."

", Cora! We are so happy to see you again. Come sit in the kitchen and let me feed you two."

Cora sat at the kitchen island and shared a light conversation with Dominic and Marie. On occasion, Zola would chime in from her playdate with Matteo in the living area. Cora watched Zola immerse herself in the shared time with her nephew. She looked at home and was happy.

Marie watched Cora who was watching Zola. Cora was smiling softly. Marie whispered,"She'll make a wonderful mother someday."

"Yes, Marie, I imagine she will." Cora turned, making direct eye contact with Marie. "What will her father say?"

", it's complicated. Nonno," Marie glanced quickly and saw that Dom was out of earshot,"and even Dom to a degree, are very Catholic."

"And you aren't?" Cora was skeptical.

"Oh no! I am a practicing Catholic, ." Marie grinned. "But I grew up in the model. A little less 'fire and brimstone.' Think, youth groups and socialization before and after confession. Nonno, he is old, school. He thinks the Pope is sometimes too progressive, he makes him nervous! Dominic plays the middle."

"I see." Cora's gaze returned to Zola but she spoke softly to Marie. "I love her. It's hard to watch her suffer. She is very faithful, holds God in her heart, but she struggles with the dogma."

". Alberto and Dominic find , in that dogma. In times of chaos and uncertainty, there is always family and the Church. They are the same. It is like a for them. Their piousness is their way of holding God in their heart."

Cora nodded in understanding. "Beautiful in it's own way."

", Cora, just like you." Cora turned to see Marie's warm eyes flooded with love and kindness.

"Thank you, Marie."

Cora stood and made her way over to Zola and Matteo. Within minutes, she was in charge of leading the enemy armies against Matteo and Zola's forces who seemed miraculously indestructible and spontaneously developed super powers. Cora didn't stand a chance.

"Matteo ..." Matteo could hear the tone in his mother's voice. "No, Mama!"

". Nonno is coming for dinner. You need a nap."

Marie's eyes moved over Zola and Cora. "And so do Zola and Cora."

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Cora fell into the queen-sized bed and the linens hugged her. "Zola, I'm so tired. I feel like I could sleep for days."

"Well, , we've got about 3 ½ hours. Will that help?"

"! Come snuggle with me, I need a moment with you. I want your body next to mine,."

Zola moved and straddled Cora. She started helping her shimmy out of her clothes. Zola leaned down and buried her face into Cora's neck and hair, breathing in deeply and sighing with pleasure. ", Matteo is napping. Don't make a sound."

Cora grinned at Zola as she watched her remove her clothing. "Zo, snuggles?"

Zola shifted, covering Cora's mouth and kissing her passionately. Zola pushed her tongue deeply into Cora's mouth and drew it out slowly, pulling it across the roof of Cora's mouth, pulling gently at her top lip. It tickled and Cora giggled.

", sshhhhh, snuggles soon." Zola laughed quietly. "Don't wake the ." Zola shifted the sheets and moved, allowing Cora to slip into the soft cloth. Zola followed closely, remounting Cora and hovering over her. "Not a sound, Cora." Zola grinned wickedly and disappeared beneath the sheets.

Cora watched the sheets rise and fall as Zola crawled down, still hovering and not making contact. Cora's body tensed with anticipation. She felt Zola hook her knee and pull her leg up gaining access.

Cora's mind spun with expectation and she whimpered softly. When Cora felt Zola make contact, placing a deep sucking kiss on the inside of her thigh just above her knee, she gasped with shock and delight. Even though it was not what she had hoped for, it felt wonderful.

Zola's teeth grazed Cora's skin as she grinned at Cora's surprise. Zola could sense the rising need in Cora. She felt her muscles flex, she smelled sex and desire, and she focused on her slow torture. She kissed and pulled the skin inside Cora's thighs. As she moved closer to Cora's core, she demanded more from the skin, marking it with loving bruises.

Cora thrashed and chased Zola's touch, trying desperately to rise into her. Soft moans and whimpers escaped. When she felt Zola use the flat of her tongue to suck the soft flesh inside her hip bone, Cora grabbed a pillow. Covering her head and face, she bit into fabric, stifling her cries.

Zola was drunk with desire, need, and power. She could feel her own body breaking out in light sweat and moisten with want. Zola moved, shifting Cora's legs, opening them fully. She continued to lick in long strokes the skin around Cora's sensitive and swollen flesh.

"Zola!" Cora begged from beneath the pillow, her lower back and hips arched and the muscles shaking with tension.

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Cora whispered,"Zo ... please ... please."

Zola pulled back. Placing a hand on Cora's hip, she slid up her body, sweat and moist tension covering them both. Cora's muscles jumped, expecting relief but she got none. Zola redirected her assault, covering Cora's breast and painfully tightened nipple completely with her mouth. She sucked deeply, rolling her tongue over the bud and raking her teeth across the skin.

Cora's hands grasped at the sheets, tears filling her eyes. The pain and pleasure was overwhelming. "Zola!" Cora could not contain the need in her voice.

Zola's hand shot up and covered Cora's mouth as she bit down into the flesh of Cora's breast.

Cora opened her mouth in a gasp and Zola's fingers slipped into her mouth. Cora immediately wrapped her mouth around them and stroked them with her tongue. She felt Zola break from her pursuit and heard her gasp at the sensation.

Cora sensed a split second of control and she took complete advantage. She arched and pushed hard, rolling Zola over and pinning her into the bed. She grabbed Zola's wrists and pressed them into the bed over her head.

Zola laughed and Cora immediately pressed into her mouth. Her tongue moved purposefully and she drove back the response and dominated Zola until she winced for air. When Cora relented, Zola gasped. "!"

Cora whispered fiercely into Zola's ear, "." She then wasted no time, her own desire burning her up, and she was dizzied by her need for completion.

Cora straddled Zola's thigh and slid into Zola until their flesh shared space. She felt ripples of satisfaction at the contact quiver through both her and Zola. Cora moved her hand between them and entered Zola. She whimpered as heat and moisture cocooned her fingers.

Cora felt Zola's body rolling, burning up with need, and walls shaking. She heard Zola crying softly, her breathing jagged. Cora rose up to end their shared agony. She held still for just a moment, waiting for Zola to open her eyes. She wanted to see the cinnamon pools. Once the connection was made, she dropped and kissed her slowly and deeply, their tongues probing and filling each other's mouths.

Cora started to rock rhythmically, pressing her hips into Zola, curling and pulling her fingers, pressing with her thumb and outlining the soft folds of their skin.

When Zola began to shatter beneath her and become completely unanchored, Cora arched and let herself be drawn into the sensation and sound. They climaxed and spilled out, soaking each other in the shared ecstasy.

Mind numbing sensations rolled and echoed through their bodies. And as their bodies both released, their mouths captured each other's gasps, whimpers, and cries. Cora collapsed into Zola, hanging on to the moment and working to regulate her breath.

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The two women fell into a blissful sleep. Cora only stirred when Zola began to lazily draw her fingertips up and down her spine. "Zo? Is it time?"

", . I wish we could stay in here for the rest of the night."

Cora sighed, not yet opening her eyes. She focused on Zola's gentle touch. ", me too."

"Papa will be here soon. I'm going to get ready. You sleep, I'll wake you in about an hour."

"Okay, Baby, but if we shower together, can you stay with me a little longer?"

Zola laughed and pressed into Cora with her entire body. "I'll stay with you, five more minutes, ."

Cora sighed with satisfaction, drifting back into a light sleep.

When Zola withdrew from the bed, she stood at the door to the bathroom for a moment watching Cora sleep, considering the woman. Zola felt love and devotion and rising anxiety with her father's impending arrival.