Fool for Love
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without permission. This story features dark themes,
mildly naughty language and a loving and sexual
relationship between women.
Folie a Deux
(A Madness Shared by Two)
Love makes you do crazy things. The kind of things you
would never have imagined yourself doing in a million
years. It changes absolutely everything. One day,
you go to bed a completely normal, sane individual.
The next day, you wake up a blithering idiot with
visions of forever dancing in your head. Still, as
mental illnesses go, this one ain’t half-bad. If you
happen to come down with one of the purest strains,
though, it’s terminal. I discovered that little fact
about three months ago.
It was late October --- my favorite time of year. The
days were still warm enough, but there was a definite
bite to the air at night. It was the perfect time for
a weekend trip up the coast. I had booked a room at a
little inn near Inverness. Coyote Ugly, or something
like that. No, wait. That’s the movie where the
chicks dance on top of the bar. The name of the inn
was The Dancing Coyote. Hey, I was close before.
We were set to leave home early Friday morning. I had
taken the weekend off from work, and Faith was playing
hooky. She was in the house, checking to make sure
everything was turned off and locked up tight. I was
waiting outside by the car and trying not to
hyperventilate. See, I had plans for this weekend.
Big, big plans.
The front door flew open and I hurriedly leaned my
elbow against the hood of the car. I tried to assume
my most innocent expression. I may have even started
to whistle. Faith eyed me, suspicion evident in the
arch of one perfect blonde eyebrow.
“Okay. What are you up to?”
I grinned at her like a lunatic. “Nothing. Are we
ready to go?”
Faith’s eyes narrowed as she walked around to the
passenger’s side of the car. She paused and stared at
me over the roof.
“So you’re not gonna tell me?”
Fortunately, I was a master at the art of dodge and
evade. I slid behind the wheel without meeting her
“There’s nothing to tell,” I said.
I could still feel her eyes burning a hole into the
side of my head as we pulled out of the driveway. She
didn’t let up until we had reached the end of the
street. Finally, she sighed and turned on the radio.
That was her way of conceding defeat. For the moment,
anyway. I knew she wouldn’t let the matter rest
forever. This was going to be trickier than I had
thought. She brought the subject up again while I was
navigating a winding stretch of Highway 1.
“Kara, you’re being way too quiet. It’s creepy. Tell
me what’s going on.”
The conversation was about to become as treacherous as
“For the last time, Faith! Nothing is going on,” I
said a bit more harshly than I had intended. I
softened my tone. “I just really need to concentrate
on the road right now, baby.”
Lucky for me, she decided not to press the issue any
further. I knew if she kept badgering me, I would
crack. I had never been very good at keeping secrets,
and this one was huge. Even bigger than the time I
broke down and told Miss Morgan that Stacy Longaker
stole the milk money from her desk. This was way
bigger than that, and I needed tonight to be a
Faith let me drive in peace until we had almost
reached the inn. Then, without warning, she slid her
hand up my thigh. I damn near missed the turn.
“You’re so easy,” she said, a sultry chuckle bubbling
up from her throat.
I couldn’t stop myself from grinning back. She was
right. I was easy when it came to her. I looked at
her then, with the sunlight shining on her hair.
Maybe it was just a trick of the light, but I could
have sworn she was glowing.
“You’re so beautiful, Faith. I love you,” I said,
making her blush.
She slapped my hand playfully. “Oh, hush. Go get us
checked in. I have to pee.”
You might think that would ruin the mood, but it
didn’t. I cherished every moment with her. Even the
moments when she had to pee. I leaned over to give
her a peck on the cheek.
“Be right back.” I winked at her as I got out of the
Checking in only took a few minutes. I made sure that
everything was ready for later, then I took Faith to
our room. It was exactly as I had pictured it.
Perfect. Faith seemed to think so too. She squealed
in delight as she examined the fireplace, the outdoor
shower, and the gorgeous view of the water.
“Kara, look at this. The shower is outside,” she said
as she stepped out onto the deck.
“Yep. It sure is,” I replied.
“Won’t it get cold?”
I gave her a wicked smirk. “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll
keep you warm.”
I expected her to have a witty comeback for me.
Instead, she turned to me, and the scorching desire in
her eyes turned my knees to warm Jell-O. I nearly
melted into a great big puddle at her feet. She held
out her hand, and I took it.
“Maybe we should test it out,” she suggested, nodding
at the shower. “See how long the hot water lasts.”
I’m happy to report that the water heater lasted
longer than we did. Much later, we were wrapped in
fluffy towels and lounging on the bed. Faith
practically purred as I carefully ran a comb through
her damp, tangled hair. I was tempted to cancel our
dinner reservations. Staying in suddenly sounded like
a lot more fun. But I stuck to the plan.
We went out to eat at a romantic little seafood
restaurant that a friend had recommended to me. Faith
wore a new black dress that hugged every single one of
her curves. I couldn’t concentrate on the food or the
conversation, but if she noticed, she didn’t say
By the time we got back to the inn, my palms were
sweating, my chest was tight, and I was seriously
considering either passing out or throwing up. I did
neither. Faith had the room key because I am forever
losing things like that. So, I stood back and waited
while she opened the door. She took one step inside
and stopped in her tracks.
‘Yes,’ I silently exulted. While we were gone, the
staff at the inn had built a nice, roaring fire and
delivered a bottle of champagne on ice. As Faith
stood there, stunned, I squeezed past her and
retrieved the single, long-stemmed rose from the bed.
“For you,” I whispered.
She took it from me and lifted it to her nose with a
trembling hand. Gently, I led her out to the deck.
Wrapping my arms around her, I drew her close to me,
and she rested her cheek against my shoulder. Here,
away from the city, we could actually see the stars.
The air was crisp, but not cold, and the moon was
shining on the water. It was as if Mother Nature
herself was in on my plan. Faith and I stood there
like that for a long time without speaking. Finally,
I took a deep breath, summoned my courage, and took a
“I brought you here for a special reason,” I began. I
had rehearsed this a thousand times, but now the words
were sticking in my throat.
“When we met, I was so lost. Then you came along and
made everything all right. You made me forget about
all the horrible yesterdays and believe in all our
Faith’s eyes widened as I slowly sank to one knee. I
fumbled in my pocket for the diamond ring I had picked
up the week before. It sparkled almost as brightly as
“Faith Jacqueline Wilson, I love you with everything
that I have. You are my heart, my soul, and my
guiding light. And if you let me, I will spend the
rest of my life trying to make your dreams come true.
I would be incredibly honored if you would be my
I held my breath as the split second of silence seemed
to last for ages. Faith’s lips moved, but I couldn’t
hear her over the blood roaring in my ears.
“What?” I whispered.
Faith laughed softly. The sound sent a warm, peaceful
feeling cascading over me, and I knew she was going to
make me the happiest woman on the face of the Earth.
“I said, yes. Kara Marie Pavlovich, I would love to
be your wife.”
I could scarcely believe what I was hearing. Yes.
She said yes. The most beautiful and perfect woman
had just said yes to my marriage proposal, and now I
was speechless and paralyzed. I knelt there before
her, numb. I had been practicing the asking part in
my head for weeks, but somehow all my carefully laid
plans hadn't included what to do after she gave her
answer. The ring was still in my hand, and I stared
at it blankly. What should I do with it, I wondered?
Faith's hand on my face brought me back to reality.
She gently stroked my cheek with her thumb. She gazed
into my eyes and smiled at me. And all rational
thought fled from my brain again.
"I think this is the part where you put the ring on my
finger," she said, holding out her hand.
Struck mute, I simply nodded and did as I was told. I
slid the gold band onto her finger. The diamond
winked at me in the firelight, mesmerizing me.
"You know, I could get used to having you down there.
On your knees, I mean." Faith's throaty whisper
snapped me out of my trance in a hurry. I knew that
She was still smiling down at me and a familiar,
wicked twinkle danced in her eyes. My throat went
dry, though I felt a sudden surge of wetness
elsewhere. We had been lovers for nearly a year, but
I had never wanted her more. Part of me wanted to rip
her clingy black dress off with my teeth and ravish
her until she screamed for mercy. The rest of me, the
part that wasn't stuck in the Cro-Magnon era, wanted
this night to last forever. I resolved to be slow and
gentle, as if this were our very first time together.
It took a lot of self-restraint.
I rose slowly, letting my fingertips slide from her
thighs to her hips. She reached for the buttons on my
silk shirt, but I grabbed her hands and raised them to
"Not yet, love," I whispered. I was determined to
make this night special. For both of us.
I kissed her palm, darting the tip of my tongue out to
taste the faintly salty skin. Faith shuddered. Now
she was the speechless one. Letting go of her hands,
I leaned in to capture her lips. The kiss was soft
and slow. I teased her at first, nibbling tenderly on
her lower lip before sliding my tongue into her mouth.
I could still taste the smoky cabernet she'd had with
dinner. As we lost ourselves in the kiss, I slid my
hands around her smooth back and unzipped her dress.
I lowered the straps from her shoulders. Faith
growled at me when I broke the kiss.
"Hey, I was enjoying that," she protested.
My lips curled into the lazy smile that she found so
irresistible. I winked at her. "Be patient. You'll
enjoy this even more."
"Promise?" Faith asked, closing her eyes as I dropped
to my knees once more, pulling her dress down with me.
She stepped out of the puddle of fabric. My breath
caught in my throat as I stared at her, entranced by
the sight. She hadn't told me that she wasn't wearing
anything underneath. There I was, on my knees again,
staring right at what I wanted the most. My
self-control was slipping.
I stood and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling
our bodies together. Without breaking the contact
between us, I eased her back towards the bed. She
settled back and I stretched out beside her. Hungry,
I crushed my lips against hers, demanding and
receiving entrance to her warm depths. I slipped
downward, nipping and sucking at the juncture between
her shoulder and neck, as my hand moved up to cup one
of her breasts. She moaned softly, her nipple
hardening against my palm.
“God, I love you so much, Faith," I murmured against
the skin of her throat.
“I love you too, Kara,” she whispered back.
With one smooth motion, I straddled her stomach.
Faith groaned as she felt my wetness sliding against
her skin. She groaned again, louder, as I leaned
forward and dipped my tongue into her cleavage. She
closed her eyes, losing herself in pleasure as my
fingers traced slow, languid circles around her
nipples. I scooted backwards, shuddering as the
motion created friction between my legs.
“I love you, Faith. Forever.”
My lips closed over a hardened peak, teeth lightly
grazing against the sensitive flesh, and Faith could
only respond with an incoherent moan. Drawing her
into my mouth, I licked and sucked, slowly at first,
then with increasing ardor. After an eternity, I
switched breasts, repeating the process until Faith’s
breath was coming in short gasps.
“Not yet, love. We haven’t even gotten to the good
part,” I teased.
“Oh god,” Faith groaned as I kissed my way down the
length of her body. “Is this how it’s gonna be every
“For the rest of our lives,” I promised.
I meant it too. I wanted so many things for us. Things
that I couldn’t seem to vocalize at the moment. So I
decided to show her instead.
I positioned myself between Faith’s knees and nibbled
at the soft flesh just below her navel. I could taste
my own desire on her skin. She quivered as my
fingernails gently raked her inner thighs, and I knew
she was already on the brink. I slid lower, probing
and tasting until I found what I was looking for. I
felt her sharp intake of breath as I parted her thighs
wider. Then her hands gripped the sheet beneath her
as I sucked her throbbing clit into my mouth. My own
need intensified until I thought I would burst from
the sheer pleasure of loving her. I circled the
engorged flesh with my tongue, massaging it until she
was trembling uncontrollably and her head thrashed
from side to side. Dipping lower still, I ran my
tongue around her opening and slowly slid inside. I
moved in and out, slowly, steadily, as my thumb
replaced the pressure on her clit. I wanted to drink
from her until I drowned.
I was about to take her over the edge when Faith’s
hands in my hair stopped me. Reluctantly, I left the
feast laid out before me and raised my head. She was
gazing down at me with such profound love shining in
her eyes. It took my breath away. With one finger,
she beckoned to me.
“I want to feel you too, Kara. I want to do this
I couldn’t say no to that. I didn’t want to say no to
that. I moved back up her body and reclaimed her lips
as I settled myself on her thigh. We both shivered at
the contact. Her eyes locked with mine, and she
nodded. My hand trailed down her body, sliding
through the evidence of our love. As she set the
rhythm, I slid two fingers inside her. Her inner
muscles contracted around me as we moved together.
The pressure inside me climbed as I ground myself
against her, and I could tell that she was nearing her
own release. When both of us were trembling and I
could feel her squeezing me even tighter, I added a
third finger. Faith arched her back and we screamed
out each other’s name in ecstasy as wave after wave of
pleasure ripped through us.
I collapsed on top of her, exhausted and completely at
peace. She kissed me thoroughly, and I knew she could
taste herself on my lips. My fingers were still
buried deep inside her and I was in no hurry to remove
them. Finally, I withdrew them and held her tight
while a series of smaller aftershocks shook her.
Once she had caught her breath, Faith pulled her head
back and regarded me seriously. I was surprised to
see tears in her eyes. I was even more surprised to
feel tears burning in mine. In all the times that we
had made love, neither of us had ever cried. I stroked
“Is it, baby?”
She shook her head. “Nothing. I don’t know. I just
love you so damn much, Kara.”
“I love you too, sweetheart. With everything I have.”
She rested her head against my chest. I knew she was
falling asleep. Strangely enough, I was still
wide-awake, even after exerting all that energy.
“Promise me something, Kara. Promise me you’ll never
I kissed the top of her head. “Never.”
She was already asleep. I lay awake for a long time
after that. I couldn’t quite get used to this
feeling. I was actually happy. Content. At peace with
the world. I wished we could stay like that forever.