JoBeth & Amy #2: The Start of Something New

JoBeth & Amy: Story 02 – The Start of Something New - CHAPTER 13-B

*Note: This story got a little longer on me than I expected - it is not completely edited, so if you see any little errors in there... that\'s why!*



Note: This chapter was really long - 4 times longer than the average chapter - so I had to break it up into a few parts that I hope work just fine! It does talk about bondage in the past tense, but it doesn\'t have any in it. Parts 14, 15 and 16, do have bondage again, so for those that are only interested in that sort of thing, soon, there\'ll be a lot of it! :P



*WARNINGS: This story IS FOR 18+ ONLY! If you don\'t like adult situations, don\'t read any further!! This story will eventually contain BONDAGE, a sexual situation, and will involve a suggestive bit of girl/girl fun...*



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“Do you remember that dark haired girl that was with me that night, the one I was talking to?” Amy asked, drawing a simple, confirming nod from JoBeth. “Well, she’s actually my best friend,” Amy continued, hoping she could set up the ‘why’ of the story well enough for JoBeth to understand where she’d been coming from. “And sometimes, we help another friend of ours out with these little, random side-jobs that she comes across.”



“Side jobs?” JoBeth asked, one of her eyebrows perking up curiously.



“Yeah,” Amy nodded, shifting her leg out from underneath her. “Little things like landscaping stuff, painting or packing and unpacking things for local businesses,” she elaborated, drawing a comprehending nod from JoBeth. “She’s pretty well connected and it’s usually a nice way for us to make a little extra money for rent, groceries and clothes and all that…”



With a small smile, JoBeth knew exactly where Amy was coming from on that front. “I can imagine a TA’s salary could always use a little help…” she said, causing Amy to chuckle softly.



“It never hurts to have a little extra spending money,” Amy agreed, trying not to break into a laugh. They had more important things to discuss. “But last Friday, we got a last-minute call from her to see if we were free. She’d said the pay would be over double what we usually get and since we weren’t actually doing anything important, we took the job.”



“Sounds perfectly fine to me,” JoBeth said. The desire to have a little extra money around to help pay bills with wasn’t a bad thing by any measure she had.



Continuing on, Amy was internally grateful to feel JoBeth’s continued affectionate caress on her hand. “Well, the job was at that the old hospital you were at, obviously,” she said. “And when we got there, we recognized a bunch of the usual gals that work with us there, but our contact friend wasn’t. There was just this lady that ran the place, directing everyone about what was supposed to be moved and loaded where,” Amy continued, hoping she could clarify at least what she knew about the situation. “She told us that we were moving a bunch of medical research equipment and that it’d be best if we were covered while we were handling it…”



“Aah,” JoBeth nodded, a smirk spreading across her lips as at least that one detail became abundantly clear. “That explains the outfits…”



Nodding, Amy couldn’t help a small smile of her own. “Yeah.”



“You know,” JoBeth added, her smirk turning into a more playful grin. “You did look really hot all dressed up like a doctor…” she teased, a blush rising on her cheeks once more. She’d thought Amy’d looked great to begin with and having already fantasized about Amy in quite a few different outfits herself in the last few days, she couldn’t help holding out a small hope that Amy might have kept it.



“Don’t make me laugh, Jo,” Amy chided, trying to suppress a giddy smirk. Just hearing JoBeth call her hot gave her a very pleasant tingle and brought a chuckle to her lips. “Evil girl…”



Squeezing Amy’s hands gently, JoBeth grinned back at the blonde. “Sorry, but it’s true,” she said, refusing to concede her opinion.



“Maybe, but anyway,” Amy chuckled, shaking her head as the rosy blush that JoBeth had caused started to fade from her cheeks. “We started moving the stuff into their trucks and everything seemed just fine until the main boss-woman came over and told me and my friend to follow her upstairs. She told us she’d thought she’d seen something…”



“Oh,” JoBeth chirped, knowing exactly what it was Amy was talking about. “Yeah, that was probably me,” she explained. “My camera’s flash went off once…”



The comment made perfect sense to Amy, filling in one of the holes she’d had in her own story. “We’d wondered what the heck she’d seen…” she mused. “But we followed her upstairs and down that long hallway until she disappeared into a room for a second,” she said, coming up to the moment that she wouldn’t blame JoBeth at all for being upset about. Steeling herself, Amy pressed on. “By the time we got there and saw what happened, she’d come back into the hall, holding an empty syringe.”



Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and JoBeth still remembered the flash of confusion and fear she’d felt that night as she’d suddenly felt very woozy. Tightening her grip on Amy’s hands, JoBeth felt a great deal of relief to know that Amy hadn’t been the one that had done that to her. Drawing a little bit of reassurance from Amy’s returning squeeze, JoBeth wrapped herself for a moment in Amy’s comforting gaze. “Before I knew anyone was there, I was just… out of it,” she said softly, sharing her own recollection of the moment that Amy hadn’t seen.



“My friend stopped her and I ran in to see what’d happened,” Amy continued, feeling every bit of worry and fear that she’d gone through the instant she’d seen JoBeth in the room. “I was barely in time to keep your head from knocking on the floor…”



She could hear the worry still present in Amy’s voice and it gave her an oddly pleasant thrill to know that even back then, she’d meant that much to Amy. “Aww…” JoBeth cooed, a warm smile flashing across her features. “Thanks!”



Shaking her head, Amy tried to fight back a smile. It was hardly anything she wanted to be thanked for and Amy wished now more than ever that she’d been any to be there in time to prevent that scary moment from ever happening. “I don’t know how much you have to thank me for, Jo…” she started, her worry replaced by a sudden flash of anger towards that woman. “We had no idea what she’d done to you…” Amy trailed off, locking gaze with the brunette. “And when I saw that it was you… I wanted to…” she paused, trying to find the right word. “Let’s just say I wanted to do something really, really bad to her.”



“You did?” JoBeth asked. This was the part of the story that she’d been wondering about all week. Listening intently, she held on to Amy’s hands a little tighter.



“I wanted to do worse than bad to her,” Amy said, trying not to let the anger that had risen inside her about the incident from taking over the same way it had a few times in the last week. It had been only thanks to Lauren and seeing JoBeth looking perfectly okay in class each day that had managed to make it subside. “You were out cold, but you had a pulse, so I set you down for a minute. Out in the hallway, my friend had the boss-lady pinned up against the wall,” Amy continued, drawing a small laugh from JoBeth.



“Really?” she asked, wondering a little more about Amy’s friend.



“Yeah,” Amy confirmed with a nod. “She takes self-defense classes for fun,” she explained, trying not to chuckle herself. “She might look like a normal girl, but you do not want to mess with her.”



A small smirk still on her lips, JoBeth gave a nod. “Noted,” she said, a playful glint in her eye. As much as she’d worried about it for the last few days, it felt oddly good to know that Amy and her friend had had her back, even back then. “And really, I felt fine by the time I was heading home…” she added, wanting to dispel any worries that Amy might have had about her as well. “But do you have any idea what that shot was?” she asked, giving voice to another one of the questions that had been floating around in the back of her mind. “It zonked me out pretty quick…”



Sighing, Amy shook her head. “I can’t remember the name,” she said, the scientific-sounding gibberish having long since faded from her memory. “But I’ve got it written down at home, if you want to know. My friend made her tell us and we wrote it down, but I can’t remember what it was…” she said, looking back at JoBeth with sincere apology in her eyes. “I’m sorry…”



JoBeth laced her fingers through JoBeth’s and offered a smile for the blonde. “It’s okay, Amy,” she said warmly, not wanting the beautiful blonde to worry one moment longer about it. “I mean, I’m okay now, aren’t I?” she asked, prompting Amy to nod.



“Yeah,” Amy sighed, still not entirely satisfied with not being able to completely protect the girl she liked. Gathering herself a moment later, Amy tried not to get too lost in her own regret and press on with her explanation. “We looked it up when we got home that night and the woman wasn’t lying about it being just a mild sedative…” she said, giving JoBeth a moment to digest the information. “So we were hoping that you were going to be just fine.”



“And I am,” JoBeth smiled encouragingly.



The last thing on her mind that night had been covering her own ass; it was JoBeth that was the important one here and she wanted the brunette to know it. “Well, if it wasn’t, I’d have driven you straight to a hospital immediately, I swear to God…” Amy clarified.



Another smile cross JoBeth’s lips, and at each turn, Amy was only making her like her more. The fact that Amy was still so worried about her and that she’d cared for her that much before they’d ever really even known each other made JoBeth feel more loved than she’d ever felt from anyone else. “I know,” she said simply, more certain than ever that she could trust Amy with her life. “I don’t think you’d ever hurt me, Amy.”



“I swear I never could…” Amy replied, her soft gaze locked with JoBeth’s.



The brunette caressed Amy’s hands with her thumbs tenderly and her heart melted at the sheer, earnest truth to Amy’s assertion. “I know,” she said, unable to summon anything else without running the risk of breaking down and wrapping Amy in an embrace right then and there.



Choking down her own rising emotions, Amy took a deep breath, hoping to make it through the rest of her story without being overtaken by either her remorse about not preventing the shot or her desire to tackle JoBeth to the bed and smother her with kisses. She was grateful for the lighter mood that JoBeth was keeping and for all the affection that she was showing for her and Amy hoped that JoBeth would feel the same way when she was finally done with the story of Friday night.



“After that,” Amy started, regaining a fuller measure of control. “We were just hoping you’d be okay. It was all we could do not to beat the crap out of the boss-woman, just on principle…” she said, causing JoBeth to giggle again. “But we were more worried about you. The bitch just left and told us to keep you from leaving before we were done packing.”



JoBeth cracked a small smirk at the impetus for her first experience with the straightjacket. “So that explains that bit…” she said, glad to see Amy’s worried expression soften a little.



“I suppose,” Amy said, her anger at the boss-woman still burning inside her. “If she’d said one thing about hurting you, we’d have left with you right then and there, though…” she added, hoping to clarify her position a little and managing to draw an amused nod from JoBeth. “But since she didn’t… Rather than start a fight, we brought you downstairs.”



The explanation about the night made enough sense in its own way and JoBeth thought that Amy had had her best interests at heart from the beginning. “I gotcha,” she said with a nod, still feeling very glad that it hadn’t been Amy with the syringe. She’d already figured out that it was Amy that she’d dealt with the rest of the night and something about knowing that she’d been in her care made her feel pleasantly warm inside.



The way that Amy had found to keep her from leaving had spawned a bevy of fantasies in the last week. A stray thought about the straightjacket, hood, cuffs and the ballgag that lay in her dresser’s bottom drawer flashed through JoBeth’s mind and a mischievous sparkle glinted in her eye. “And that’s when you got a little creative, huh?” she teased, feeling that delightful tingle again between her legs.



“Yeah,” Amy said, a small laugh slipping out at JoBeth’s suggestive choice of words. So long as she was being completely honest, there wouldn’t be a better time to be upfront about that other part of her life that she hoped JoBeth might be willing to share with her. “In case you haven’t guessed already, I’ve got a few less than usual interests…”



“Maybe one or two…” JoBeth said, her voice a playful purr.



Returning JoBeth’s smile, Amy felt a blush return to her cheeks. “My friend is into it too, and luckily we had a few things out in our car that we thought we could use…” she continued, remembering the rush of excitement she’d felt at the prospect of tying up the girl she’d had a crush on for weeks. “So she went out and grabbed some of them while I got you onto the cot,” she said, feeling JoBeth’s gentle caress on her hands start again. “We wanted something that’d be gentle enough and that wouldn’t hurt you if you were stuck in it for a while…”



“Thanks for that,” JoBeth chuckled, reminiscing fondly about the bonds that Amy had ended up placing her in. Amy wasn’t off in her assessment of the straightjacket and over the last week, she’d had more than one dream about what it would be like to have Amy put it back on her again. “It was pretty comfy…” she said, trailing off into a blush.



With a small, happy smile, Amy nodded. “I’m glad you didn’t hate it,” she said, feeling that longing sense of desire for JoBeth stirring inside her even stronger. “I thought it’d work without hurting you and then the hood was to keep anyone else from seeing who you were…” she continued, noting the rather dreamy smile that had surfaced on JoBeth’s features. Amy felt a nervous excitement about the notion that maybe JoBeth really had enjoyed it as much as she did.



“I didn’t want anyone else knowing who you were, or ever coming after you…” Amy finished, hoping that JoBeth understood her more noble intention and that it didn’t sound too much like a desire to just put something even kinkier on her while she’d had the chance.



If she’d have seen it just two days before, JoBeth would have thought the hood was incredibly weird, but having already had it locked on her and having used it herself quite a few times again, she couldn’t deny it’s rather naughty appeal. At the same time, JoBeth felt a deep appreciation for Amy doing something in the spur of the moment to conceal her identity from anyone else that night. “Makes sense to me,” JoBeth said, a small giggle escaping through her smirk.



Finally breaking into a playful grin of her own, Amy wished she could just reach over and caress JoBeth’s cheek. “That and it looked really good on you…” she teased, causing JoBeth to turn a brighter shade of red. “Even though I think you’re a lot cuter with it off…”



“You do, huh?” JoBeth asked, bashfully biting her lip again.



“I definitely do,” Amy asserted, giving JoBeth’s hands a squeeze. “After everything was done and when it was time to leave, we unlocked you.”



JoBeth recalled how odd it had been to wake up blindfolded and gagged, but getting out of it all had been a breeze thanks to the way Amy had left her. “Yup,” she nodded, still feeling a little warm and fuzzy inside. “Waking up was a little weird, until I remembered everything!” she chuckled.



Amy had figured that it had to have been pretty strange for JoBeth waking up like that, not being used to all that restraining gear and while she wished she could have been there to make it a little easier and less surprising, the girl had easily taken care of it. “I drove my friend back home and we looked that drug up online to make sure that it was okay,” she continued, not wanting to abandon her explanation before she got everything out in the open.



“Once we knew it really wasn’t going to hurt you, I came right back and parked right down the street from that back entrance to make sure that you made it out alright,” Amy paused, giving JoBeth a second to ask any questions she might have. When she saw the understanding nod and encouraging smile on JoBeth’s lips, she pressed on. “I saw the cab come pick you up and I can’t tell you enough how glad I was to see that you were alright…” she trailed off, her voice breaking a little. All the worry and relief Amy’d felt upon seeing JoBeth dart into the back of the cab that night surged up inside her, threatening to overwhelm her despite the fact that JoBeth was right here with her and entirely okay.



Smiling warmly at Amy, JoBeth bounced her hands in her lap for a moment in hopes of regaining Amy’s attention. “So that’s what happened, huh?” JoBeth asked, feeling a little sad to make Amy relive all of the worries that were etched on her features. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders to hear Amy tell her what had really happened and now, all she wanted to do was make sure that Amy knew that everything between them was going to be okay.



Once she knew she had her voice back, Amy nodded. “Yeah,” she said, swallowing hard. “My friend got the boss-woman’s license plate number before we left, just in case something went wrong and just so you know, we refused the money for that crap…” she continues, shaking her head sullenly. “I just wish we could’ve stopped her,” Amy added with a sigh, looking back up at JoBeth. “Never accepting another job like that again, and… I’m just so sorry, Jo…”



JoBeth pulled Amy’s hands up close to her chest, offering the warmest smile she could. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind that the worry on Amy’s face was genuine and that Amy would never do her any harm. Knowing that she’d had Amy watching over her had made her feel so safe on Friday, and it was a feeling that she hoped, if Amy was willing, they could explore again.



“It’s okay, Amy…” she cooed softly, never letter her gaze break away from Amy’s. “I’m here with you now, and I’m safe, right?”



“Yeah,” Amy replied, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips.



Leaning in a little closer towards Amy, JoBeth felt her heart beating fast in her chest. The blonde looked so beautiful and she could feel Amy’s warmth just a few inches away. “You spent the whole night being sweet, protective and caring,” she pointed out, having loved every minute of the attention herself. “Making sure I was safe…”



Nodding, Amy conceded the point. “I just wish it’d never had to happen like that…”



“Maybe,” the brunette said, lacing her fingers between Amy’s and letting their hands drop back into their laps. “But then we’d never be where we are right now, right?” she asked.



Half of a smile surfaced on Amy’s lips and she couldn’t deny that while the method might not have been the best one, JoBeth did have a point. If not for that night, JoBeth might not have found the courage to be more forward with her feelings and there wouldn’t have been any of the pictures she’d been secretly enjoying all week. Worst of all, they might not have ever known that they both felt the same way about each other. As much of a nightmare the night had been and as much as she’d been afraid for JoBeth, it had ended up bringing them together in a way that she’d only let herself dream of.



“That’s true,” Amy allowed, starting to run her thumbs affectionately over JoBeth’s once more. “And I like being here…” she admitted, feeling the warmth of a blush on her cheeks.



A wide grin spread across her face and JoBeth felt a happy thrill to hear Amy say that. “Me too,” she said sweetly.



“Jo…” Amy sighed, the worry she felt replaced completely with affection for the freshman girl. “I know I’m not excused or anything here,” she started, hoping that JoBeth could find it in her heart to close the door on this whole messy chapter. “But I just want you to know that I’m sorry about the whole thing. I didn’t ever mean to scare you and in a billion years, I’d never, ever want to do anything that would hurt you in any way…” she continued, trailing off and feeling her heart melt under JoBeth’s adorable, glowing smile. She hadn’t lost JoBeth and that filled her with a feeling that she could only describe as pure ecstasy.



“I know you wouldn’t,” JoBeth said, giving Amy’s hands a reassuring squeeze.



“I swear on anything you want me to, that’s what happened on Friday night,” Amy finished, feeling a little hopeful that JoBeth didn’t hate her for the whole ordeal.



A big smile said everything Amy would need to know, but JoBeth found herself wanting to do a lot more than that to the blonde. “I believe you, Amy,” she said. “One-hundred percent. And as scary as it could’ve been, I always knew that you were there with me,” she added with a bashful grin. “So I think it was worth it.”



“Worth it?” Amy asked, an eyebrow arching upwards.



“Yep,” JoBeth chirped, gently teasing Amy’s leg with her sock-covered toes. “It helped bring us here. You trust me enough to tell me what happened on Friday and that means a lot…” she said, feeling glad to have seen how emotional Amy had become just talking about it. It felt like a strange sort of proof of just how much Amy cared for her and that was a wonderful thing in her book.



Feeling a deep sense of relief, Amy gave into the beaming grin that she felt bubbling up from inside her. “There will never be a time when I wouldn’t tell you the truth,” she said, her voice just above a whisper. “That’s what you mean to me. I care about you a lot, Jo…” Amy added, giving JoBeth’s hand a gentle squeeze and happily noting how JoBeth’s grin grew a little wider when she’d called her ‘Jo.’



“I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to say this enough, but thank you…” Amy continued, wishing that she could just wrap JoBeth up in an embrace. “…for being okay with that and for believing me.”



Her smile turning into an even brighter grin, JoBeth inched a little closer to the blonde. “Amy, you’re one of the nicest, sweetest and most caring people I know…” she said, feeling every bit of the warmth and desire for Amy inside her. “I know we’re not even anything yet, really, but I can tell you…” she trailed off for a moment, the blush on her cheeks deepening. “I trust you completely,” she said, completely confident in her assertion. “I can’t explain why, but I just know I can trust you with anything and everything…”



Almost overcome with happiness to hear JoBeth say something like that after all they’d been through, Amy felt like she was walking on air. With all the strangeness of being a teacher and student and everything on Friday, to know that JoBeth still felt that way for her and that she trusted her that much was beyond amazing. “Jo…” she sighed, unable to find the words to express how she felt.



“That’s why I wanted to hold your hand on Sunday and in the library…” JoBeth continued, looking down at their hands for a moment. “I wanted you to know that we were okay.”



Amy watched the beautiful brunette a moment, filled with adoration and love for just how strong and wonderful JoBeth was. For everything that JoBeth had been through, she was still here trying to make her feel better. More than ever, Amy wanted to show her that she wanted it to be okay too. “And the phone call today?” she asked with a hint of a playful smile, hoping to turn the situation back in a lighter and fun direction.



“Yeah,” JoBeth said, looking back up with a small giggle. “You did give me you number…” she added, a small smirk of her own returning. “You can’t expect me not to use it…”



“Of course not,” Amy agreed, happy to play along.



JoBeth felt a thrilling wave course through her body and she decided to finish the thought with one of the other things that had been on her mind all week. “And I trust you to keep me all tied up, too…” she said, bashfully biting her lip.



Amy’s cheeks flushed a bright shade of red, and her smile grew a little larger. “You do?” she asked, her mind racing with possibilities. JoBeth had just admitted that she didn’t mind being tied up by her and based on the girl’s devilish smile, there was a definite possibility that she’d liked it too.



“Yeah,” JoBeth replied, her bashful but giddy grin widening. She felt that naughty, desirous warmth inside of her churning even faster. “I never thought it’d have that kind of…” she trailed off, clearing her throat in the shy pause.



“Effect?” Amy suggested, an encouraging smile sparkling in her eyes.



A confirming nod accompanied the gentle squeeze she gave Amy’s hands. “Uh huh,” JoBeth said, feeling her entire body start to blush. It had been the most thrilling sensation she’d ever experienced, being helpless in Amy’s control, knowing that the blonde could do anything she wanted to her. Completely restrained, she’d never felt more free knowing that whatever Amy wanted to do to her or with her, she was entirely okay with. “Something about it… with you… was just so…” she paused, hoping she didn’t sound too foolish. “…hot.”



Amy knew that her blush had to be at least as bright as JoBeth’s, but that didn’t matter to her one bit. The girl she was rapidly falling for here not only reciprocated her feelings, but was willing to share in a part of her life that she’d only dreamed they could. JoBeth not only liked her, but she accepted and maybe even enjoyed that kinkier side of her that she’d been so afraid would be the one thing that stood between them.



“You liked it that much, huh?” Amy asked, her own giddy grin lighting up her features.



Biting her lower lip again, JoBeth gave a small nod. “I loved it,” she said, looking shyly away towards the bottom drawer of her dresser. All the things that she’d brought back with her on Friday had been from her first real experience with bondage and the mere thought of them still made her feel a delightful warmth somewhere that she’d never thought they could. “I didn’t bring that stuff back with me for nothing…” she added, looking back over at Amy mischievously.



A warm smile on her lips, Amy felt no small thrill to hear that JoBeth was open to exploring that much kinkier side of things. The last thing that she wanted to do was pressure JoBeth at all, or imply that she had to like it if she wanted to be with her, but if the brunette really did like it, then it was something that she could gladly encourage.



“I’m glad you liked it…” Amy chuckled, sharing a blushing smile with JoBeth. As weird as the subject could be to someone that had never tried it before, if JoBeth had brought the gear back home with her, seeming almost excited about it. At the very least, considering how she was still holding her hands, JoBeth wasn’t trying to pull away from her at all and Amy thought that had to be a good sign. “Based on what I tied you up with, I’m pretty sure that you guessed that there’s a part of me that’s a little into that stuff…” she said, her heart racing as she tried to think about how she wanted to explain her fetish to JoBeth.



“What, tying up college freshmen..?” JoBeth asked through a giggling grin, letting her playful side come back out to tease Amy.



“Only the ones I’ve got a crush on,” Amy said with a suggestive wink.



Feeling every bit of the blush on her cheeks, JoBeth gave a slow nod. “Of course,” she said, basking happily in Amy’s affectionate smile. Just hearing Amy say she had a crush on her made her feel like her heart was soaring.



Taking both of JoBeth’s hands together in one of her own, Amy used her now free hand to reach over and poke JoBeth’s lightly in the stomach. “I can be pretty choosey, though…” she said, delighting to hear JoBeth’s small laugh.



The sensation of Amy’s touch didn’t tickle as much as it sent an electric thrill up her spine. JoBeth shivered pleasantly at the touch and she longed for more than just Amy’s fingertip to graze over her body. “So I made the list then, huh?” JoBeth asked, wrapping herself up in how good it felt to have someone that she thought was incredible, smart and caring like her this much.



The truth of the matter was that no one had ever gotten her heart racing quite like JoBeth had. If there was a chance to see what this could become, Amy wanted to go after it without reserve, to see if JoBeth might just be the one. “You’re the only one on it,” Amy replied, feeling JoBeth tease her fingers through her own again.



With a giddy chuckle, JoBeth clutched Amy’s hands tight. “Good,” she said, a warm smile glimmering in her eyes. “Because I’m pretty selective too, you know…” she started, feigning the slightest note hinting that she’d play hard to get before a rush of pleasure turned her smile into a grin. “About who I’d want to play with like that…” she added, her voice softening into a purr.



Giving JoBeth a sweet smile, Amy caressed the back of JoBeth’s hands. “Oh, you don’t have to worry there, Jo…” she said. “It’s not something that I can exactly share with just anybody.”



“I figured,” JoBeth said, nodding. Considering how she’d have reacted to it before Friday, JoBeth could easily understand why Amy might feel that way about it.



A short pause hung in the air between them and Amy hoped that she could explain just how special she thought JoBeth was and just how much it meant to her that she could talk to her about it. “But when I do find someone that doesn’t mind putting up with my kinks, it’s something very special… And I should tell you that I can get a little selfish when it comes to wanting to have my partners all to myself…”



JoBeth felt the warm and fuzzy feeling that was stirring inside her churn a little faster at the thought of Amy really wanting her that way. The idea of Amy wanting her and only her sounded amazing and as odd as it would have been a month ago, the thought of being all tied up in Amy’s control was one of the most exciting things she could think of. “Putting up with..?” JoBeth asked, trying to keep her own rising arousal in check. “You say that like it’s something I wouldn’t want to share with you…” she teased, drawing a smile out of Amy.



Gently caressing Amy’s fingers with her own, JoBeth leaned a few inches closer to the blonde. “And as for how selfish you can get,” she started with a grin, her voice seductive and barely above a whisper. “I can’t wait to find out…”



Hearing JoBeth say that and to hear the desire that rang in her tone caused Amy’s features to turn a brighter shade of red. With a small, wondering smile, Amy let the notion that JoBeth wanted to be with her that way sink in. “You’d be willing to try it again..?” she asked, trying not to let any disbelief sneak into her voice. “With me?”



“Yeah,” JoBeth said without a moment of hesitation. A blushing grin accompanied her confirming nod and after all the naughty fantasies she’d had about Amy during the week, she didn’t think she could be surer about anything. “Like I said, I didn’t bring your stuff home with me for nothing…” she said, breaking into a giggle.



“I suppose not,” Amy chuckled, an affectionate smile shining on her features. “You know… You really did look beautiful in it that night…” she said, a gentle but exquisite wave of bliss coursing through her. She was here, holding the hands of the girl she liked and talking about something that she’d only dreamed of being able to do. “And in those pictures,” she teased, smirking.



Letting out a laugh, it took JoBeth a minute to reign her excitement back in to bite her lower lip bashfully once more. “Ah, those pictures…” she mused. They’d given her all kinds of dirty thoughts the last few days and somehow knowing that Amy had them as well made her feel all kinds of tingly inside. “I can’t really say I mind you having those…” she chuckled, bobbing back and forth a moment. “My English TA has naughty pictures of me…” she sang, her arousal and desire to kiss Amy right then and there threatening to overtake her once more.



“I’m not giving them up without a fight, missy Jo!” Amy exclaimed, drawing another laugh from the blushing but apparently unbothered JoBeth. The girl was still holding her hands tight, almost as if she didn’t want to let go.



That feeling in and of itself was rather wonderful and when the moment of silliness faded, Amy fixed JoBeth with an adoring smile. “You look gorgeous on your own, Jo, and in those pics…” she trailed off, seeing a wide grin spread across the brunette’s features. “Let’s just say they help a girl dream…”



A shudder of excitement rushed over her and JoBeth felt delightfully flustered and more than a little flattered that Amy had been fantasizing about her. The idea of it turned her on and she couldn’t help wondering just what Amy wanted to do with her and to her. JoBeth felt a thrill at the idea that, if she played her cards right, there was a chance she could find out later tonight.



“So you’re dreaming about me, huh?” JoBeth asked, smiling coyly and trying not to give everything away too easily.



“I might be,” Amy cooed mischievously, a blushing smile spreading across her lips.



“Good,” JoBeth said, drawing the word out a little with a seductive and playful grin. “Because that means it’s mutual.”



The girls shared another small laugh and the delightful heat that Amy felt inside her was growing increasingly insistent. JoBeth had called it mutual and if that was true, that meant that the girl she’d been crushing on had been thinking naughty things about her too. An impish smirk settled across her features and Amy couldn’t help but find the idea to be just a little bit illicit and incredibly appealing. “Hmm…” she mused, gathering her thoughts for a moment while she gave JoBeth a ponderous look. “I might just have to make you tell me what you’ve been dreaming up…” she said, taking a slightly commanding tone and smiling when JoBeth seemed to enjoy it.



“Or…” JoBeth started, blushing brightly once more. The tone in Amy’s voice alone gave her a thrill and as much as she wanted to make Amy happy and do whatever she wanted, another part of her wanted to tease Amy and make her take it from her in a deliciously naughty way. “I could just show you sometime…” she finished, grinning mischievously.



Loving every second of JoBeth’s playful energy and despite the shade of red she knew her cheeks had to be right now, Amy was starting to feel more and more comfortable with JoBeth. Knowing that the brunette was right there with her in terms of interest in both each other and in exploring the kinkier side of things was helping her to relax and just be herself. Now that they were alone, she could finally really talk to JoBeth.



“You’d show me, huh?” Amy asked, arching a teasingly curious eyebrow.



A quick nod was all JoBeth needed to answer Amy’s query. “Uh huh,” she added with a bashful smile. “But…” she paused, biting her lower lip for a moment as her thoughts drifted back to what lay neatly folded in her dresser drawer. “Some of them, I might need to ask you to show me…” JoBeth chuckled, shifting a little on the bed in hopes of staving off the longing that had already started to churn between her legs.



Amy took a steadying breath as some of the fantasies about what she wanted to do with JoBeth rushed right back to the front of her mind. Thoughts of all the things she wanted to put the girl in and play with her in had given her countless blush-inducing daydreams in the past week and if she really was up for it, Amy hoped that she’d be able to encourage JoBeth’s interest and enthusiasm. “Is that so…?” she asked, barely able to contain her own racing heartbeat.



“I found out it is a little hard for me to tie myself up…” JoBeth chuckled, shifting back and forth on the bed. She felt Amy’s hand give hers a tender, affectionate squeeze and if there had been any doubts left inside her that Amy liked her, they were long since blown away.



“I see,” Amy said, trying not to give away too much of the thrill she felt at hearing that JoBeth had experimented on her own. The tingling warmth inside her was spreading through her entire body and she didn’t know how long she’d be able to keep from just reaching over and pulling the adorably blushing girl into a kiss that she’d wanted to give her all week. “Yeah, I don’t think I’d mind that…” Amy finally added with a playful grin, feeling JoBeth latch her thumb around her fingers affectionately.



A sweet smile glowed on JoBeth’s features and she slipped just a little bit closer to Amy on the bed. “Yay,” she chirped, drawing a small laugh out of Amy. She was happy just to share this moment with the blonde, this strangely intimate connection that had sparked up around them. It felt amazing and deep down, JoBeth knew that the only person that could ever make her feel this way was the girl whose hands she was holding. The way that Amy looked at her, cared about her and thought about her made her feel more special than anyone ever had before and that was something that JoBeth hoped they’d be able to share in kind together.



Looking away for just a second, JoBeth flashed a giddy grin before meeting Amy’s loving gaze again. “And you know, you’re the only one I want to do that with, Amy…” she said, her voice a little softer but firm with all of the confidence and certainty she felt about her desires and feelings for Amy.



Amy could only smile back at JoBeth, filled with a love and desire to wrap JoBeth in the tender embrace she’d been wishing for since the moment she’d walked in the room. “I don’t know what to say other than that makes me…” Amy trailed off, her grin spreading from ear to ear. “Really glad,” she finished, feeling incredibly flattered that JoBeth thought of her that way.



Giving the freshman girl’s hands a gentle squeeze, Amy felt JoBeth caressing her hands with her thumbs again. “I’m just glad I didn’t push you too far on Friday…” the blonde said a moment later, her last worries getting the best of her. “I like you a lot, and I don’t even mean to scare you…”



JoBeth cocked her head to the side slightly, her twin ponytails dangling down gently behind her shoulders, framing her cute smile. “I like you a lot too…” she said, feeling freer than ever to be able to say it out loud now. “I don’t think you’d ever try to scare me, Aims, and definitely I don’t think you’d try to hurt me…”



To have JoBeth’s confidence and her certainty made Amy feel more accepted and wanted here with JoBeth than she’d ever felt with anyone outside of her best friend, Lauren. It was a brilliant feeling that JoBeth had gifted her with and her heart melted to hear the adorable girl use an affectionate, familiar nickname.



Still grinning brightly, it was Amy’s turn to bashfully bite her lower lip, fixing JoBeth with a curious gaze. “‘Aims’, huh?” she asked, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.



“I think it sounds cute,” JoBeth said, chuckling. “So I say you’re stuck with it!” she added, giving a gentle squeeze to Amy’s hands to accompany her declaration.



“I’m okay with that, Jo,” Amy replied with a laugh. The two girls let the wonderful moment sink over them as the evening drifted slowly into night. The smiles never left their lips, each of them lost in the blushing gaze of the other for a moment before Amy took a deep, tension-releasing breath.



All the worries and fears she’d had about Friday night and JoBeth’s reactions were long since sated and here the girl was; holding her hands and smiling at her just inches away. Despite the strange way that they’d started down this path, JoBeth was here with her, returning her affection. “I’m flattered, too…” Amy started, slicing through the comfortable silence that hadn’t yet settled between them. “And honored, Jo…” she said, hoping that JoBeth could tell how much she meant to her already. “That you trust me that much.”



JoBeth gave a demure smile, lacing her fingers back between Amy’s. “I knew the day we’d met that I could trust you with anything” she replied, basking in the sweet and loving smile on Amy’s face. It was making her feel more than just warm and fuzzy inside and the soft, adoring and purring sigh that Amy made only made her want to reach out and caress the blonde girl’s cheek even more. “And I knew it on Friday too.”



“You did?” Amy asked, her brow arching in a mix of surprise and curiosity.



“Uh huh,” JoBeth nodded, wearing a simple, certain smile. “There was just something so familiar about you,” she started to explain, a sense of comfortable fondness for Amy settling over her. “Something in your eyes…”



Gazing into Amy’s blue eyes for a moment, JoBeth couldn’t get over how deep and gorgeous they were. After everything they’ve shared already, her gut told her that she could easily get lost in there for days and never be happier. Catching herself staring, the brunette suddenly became quite conscious of the blush glowing on her cheeks as she noted the amused smirk that was tugging at the corners of Amy’s lips.



“That and there was your perfume,” JoBeth added a moment later, chuckling.



The blonde’s expression flickered between embarrassment and a laugh. “Oh geez,” Amy sighed, trying to see if she could pick up the lilac scent in the air right now. “I don’t wear too much of it, do I?” she asked, arching a wondering eyebrow.



“Not at all,” JoBeth said with a grin and a gentle shake of her head. “It’s perfect. I’ve always loved lilacs…” she elaborated, having become particularly fond of them ever since they’d let her figure out that her ‘blonde doctor’ was really Amy.



“That’s good, then…” Amy smiled, squeezing JoBeth’s hands softly.



Shifting a little on the bed, JoBeth returned Amy’s smile with a not-quite-innocent one of her own. “Yeah it is…” she purred, settling in with her leg pressing lightly against Amy’s. “It was just that it all seemed so familiar to me when you had me,” JoBeth said through a small laugh, feeling that tingling sensation come back as her thoughts turned to what had happened when Amy’d ‘had’ her. “And I knew I could trust you no matter what, because you’d take care of me…” she continued with a growing sense of confidence. “So it was okay…”



“Jo…” Amy sighed tenderly, desperately wishing she could just wrap the other girl up in an embrace. Her relief at knowing that she hadn’t terrified JoBeth was a huge burden off her shoulders, and she wanted to share that joy with the girl she’d shared those charged, exhilarating moments with; the girl whose hands she was holding right now.



Bashfully biting her lip, JoBeth pressed on. “It just meant that I could have a lot of fun with you that night…” she said impishly, recalling the feeling of being held in the tight embrace of the straightjacket along with all the warmth of Amy’s arms. “I felt safe enough to have some fun like that…” she added with a grin.



Still awash with relief, Amy took great comfort and delight in JoBeth’s smile. She’d never thought something so simple could make her feel this good, but seeing JoBeth smiling at her and knowing that she was smiling because of her, especially now, made her feel beyond wonderful. “You have no idea how glad I am to hear you say that, Jo…” Amy said, picking JoBeth’s hands up and holding them a little closer to her chest. “I can’t even tell you how scared I was that I’d wind up scaring you on Friday…”



Amy cast aside the remaining ghosts of her worries and it was days ago that she had steeled herself with a determination to be more upfront with JoBeth about anything that might come up. The adorable brunette was affectionately caressing her hands once more and with a smile, Amy resolved that she’d always tell JoBeth everything about how she felt, what she wanted and what she hoped for. Right now, what she hoped for was smiling right back at her. “I can’t say it enough that I’d never, ever do anything to hurt you…”



“I know, Aims,” JoBeth replied soothingly, hoping that she could find a way in time to reassure Amy that everything between them was okay. She can hear all the affection and caring in Amy’s voice and the warmth of her touch, all of it telling her that this was the absolute truth. “I knew that you cared for me and I knew that I’d be okay because you were with me.”



Letting out a breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding, Amy broke into a small laugh. “Well, I’m just so… glad,” she said before they both shared in a chuckle. Amy could feel the new tension and electricity and energy in the room flying between them and she knew that tonight could turn into something a lot more if they both wanted to go there.



“And I do care about you, Jo…” Amy said softly, giving the brunette’s hands an affectionate squeeze before letting their hands fall back into their laps.



JoBeth saw the undercurrent of nervousness and worry melt out of Amy’s face and that alone was enough to send a beaming grin back to her lips. “I like it when you call me ‘Jo,’” she said with a giggle, quite pleased that Amy had been using a more affectionate nickname for her already and that it was the one that the liked being called by the people she cared about.



“Hopefully I won’t run out of opportunities to say it anytime soon, huh?” Amy ventured, a wide smile breaking out over her lips. All of her fondness and desire for JoBeth was starting to bubble over inside her, and Amy let herself sink into what was quickly becoming the most brilliantly warm feeling that she’d ever felt.



“I hope not,” JoBeth answered with a smile, arching a curious eyebrow at Amy’s visibly playful smirk. “What?” she asked, giving Amy’s hands a bounce in their laps.



Taking the bounce as an excuse to start playing with JoBeth’s hands idly, Amy let the delightfully naughty thoughts floating through her mind stir a moment. Feeling that warm, desirous fire inside her stoke hotter, a curious smile of her own formed on Amy’s lips. “I just wish I’d taken you home with me on Friday,” she finally explained, a playful ring in her voice turning JoBeth’s cheeks an even brighter shade of red.



Another thrill coursed through her body and JoBeth giggled again, squirming a little as the warmth between her legs was becoming even more insistent. “If I’d have known it was you…” she started, trailing off into a wide, giddy grin, “And if you could’ve figured out what I was saying through my gag…” she continued, impishly biting her lips for a moment in a way that seemed to make Amy shudder quite pleasantly.



Taking delight in knowing that she had that kind of effect on Amy with words alone, JoBeth wasn’t about to stop teasing Amy back now. “I would’ve asked you to…” she said, knowing full well that she’d have loved every second of Amy taking her home and unbuckling that one deliciously evil strap. Considering the excited state she’d been in on her own, JoBeth blushed at the thought that she’d have wanted Amy to replace the strap with her fingers as quickly as possible, or anything else that the blonde had in mind.

Blushing a shade of pink but paying it no mind, Amy wore a beaming grin of her own. “Well, thanks to your invite…” she started, trying to contain all of the excitement, anticipation and desire for JoBeth that had long since started to build up inside her. “Here we are… Problem solved.”



“I like solved problems…” JoBeth purred, giving Amy’s hands another affectionate squeeze.



Nodding, Amy rubbed her foot idly against JoBeth’s knee. “That makes two of us,” she said with a seductive smile. “But I am still curious…” she trailed off, drawing an arched eyebrow from JoBeth.



“Oh?” the brunette asked.



Ever since Sunday night, all the casual hints that JoBeth had been dropping during the week had given Amy a few theories about just when JoBeth had found her out. In regards to her attitude about bondage, everything tonight suggested that the best case scenario that she’d dared to hope for was actually true and that JoBeth had liked it, but she figured that it wouldn’t hurt to ask about when she’d figured it out.



“I was wondering when you figured out that it was me..?” Amy asked, wondering if it was her handwriting on her hastily-written note or if it had been something else that had given her away.



JoBeth had been expecting the question for days now, but she still couldn’t help a small laugh at Amy’s curiosity. That feeling of delighted pride and happiness that had come when she’d finally connected the dots between the girl that had made her feel so good on Friday and the girl she’d been crushing on for more than a month had yet to fade and right now it was sending a happy grin to her lips. “On Sunday,” she said, feeling her cheeks warming with a faint blush. “In case you hadn’t guessed already...”



Glad that she hadn’t been too easy to figure out, Amy couldn’t help a small chuckle of her own. “I’d had a pretty good idea…” she nodded, smiling. “I just hope that the note I left you wasn’t too silly.”



“You kidding?” JoBeth asked through a beaming smile. “I thought it was adorable…. It let me know you cared…” she added with a blush. The warm and fuzzy feelings from that exciting night had come back in force and with another gentle squeeze to her hands, JoBeth delighted in being able to feel the warmth of Amy’s touch once more.



The note itself had given her countless little smiles all week and while she doubted that Amy had noticed it yet, JoBeth stole a quick glance over to it was still tacked up on the bulletin board above her desk. Considering how much Amy was starting to mean to her, JoBeth hoped that she’d never want to get rid of it. “I didn’t put the rest of it together until Sunday night, though,” she continued, looking back at Amy with a bashful bit of her lip. “It did inspire me to write you a note of my own…” she chuckled, enjoying the slight blush that her comment inspired on Amy’s cheeks.



Happily playing with JoBeth’s hands, Amy felt glad that the notes had let them make this connection. This time last week, she’d have never dreamed that she’d find herself here with JoBeth like this. “It did, huh?” she asked, a cheshire grin tugging at the corners of her lips.



“Yup,” JoBeth nodded, smiling back. “I thought it was cute on when you left me the cab fare to get back home,” she started, causing Amy to laugh. The wonderful sound sent a shiver down her spine and JoBeth wished that she could be the one to make Amy laugh again and again. Wrapping herself in that feeling, she continued on. “And when I found out that you were my blonde doctor ‘Amy…’” she trailed off into a bashful grin.



Her heart skipped a beat when JoBeth called her ‘hers,’ and another question she’d been hoping she could ask came to the tip of her tongue. “Does that make you ‘my JoBeth,’ then?” she asked tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper.



“If you want me to be,” JoBeth replied with a delighted giggle, feeling Amy’s squeeze her hands affectionately. Seeing the hint of conflict and doubt in Amy’s eyes, JoBeth didn’t want anything getting in the way anymore. She wanted this to work more than she’d ever wanted anything else and JoBeth was ready to do whatever she had to do in order to make it clear to Amy that when it came to any potential relationship, she was completely in.



Lacing her fingers between Amy’s, JoBeth gave the blonde’s hands a squeeze of her own, catching her attention. “Do you remember in the hallway on Sunday, when I took your hand before Tara came up..?” she asked, arching a curious eyebrow.



A dreamy smile drifted across her lips and Amy remembered the illicit thrill of that moment, feeling JoBeth’s warmth next to her body. It was something that she was feeling now, too, and it felt amazing. “I think I do,” Amy said teasingly, rather enjoying egging JoBeth on a little and looking forward to finding out what JoBeth was going to say.



JoBeth gave Amy a small, playful pout in response before a shy smile took over. The smirk on Amy’s lips was enough to break her and deep down, she liked that Amy was comfortable with her again to be her usual, more light-hearted self. Glad to still be holding her hands, JoBeth decided to continue.



“I can’t even tell you how much I wanted to kiss you right there in the hallway…” the brunette chuckled, feeling her blush spread from ear to ear.



Glowing with a bashful blush of her own, Amy felt a rush of excitement and desire to hear JoBeth’s little confession. It was a thought that had hovered close to the top of her mind all week and while she could hardly deny longing for it herself, that didn’t stop her from wanting to tease the adorable freshman girl just a little bit more. “So you’re going to blame Tara for stopping you, huh?” Amy asked, arching a facetiously dubious eyebrow and drawing a giggle out of JoBeth.



“Well, I told her a few days ago that she should’ve showed up a few minutes later…” JoBeth said, grinning. She was more than happy to play along as Amy’s thumbs gently resumed caressing the backs of her hands.



The girls shared a laugh and Amy enjoyed this new, comfortable feeling between them. If JoBeth trusted Tara to know, she had no reason to not trust her. Tara had struck her as a smart and very nice girl and she seemed to be close enough with JoBeth that Amy was fine with her knowing whatever JoBeth had told her. “What’d she say to that?” Amy asked, toying with JoBeth’s hands idly.



“She just laughed,” JoBeth replied with a grin, feeling that stirring warmth inside bubble up as she considered taking what Tara’s advice had been right now. “And she told me I should’ve kissed you anyway…” she added, biting her lower lip again.



Amy gazed at JoBeth fondly, remembering just how flustered and blushing she’d been at the time and what she’d wanted to do to JoBeth right then and there herself. “If you had,” Amy started a moment later, her tone low and seductive. “I don’t think we’d have made that review session…”



It was her turn to arch a curious eyebrow and JoBeth couldn’t contain a giddy grin. “Why not?” she asked, leaning a little bit closer towards Amy.



Basking in JoBeth’s attention, Amy let an impish grin escape into her expression. “Because I’d have taken you into the nearest empty classroom,” she trailed off into a laugh. She didn’t want to say too much and run the risk of saying something wrong, but judging by how JoBeth’s features lit up with a desirous grin, she hadn’t said anything wrong at all.



Chuckling, JoBeth tried to come down a little from the rush that had accompanied her mental image of Amy pulling her into a darkened room. The idea sounded fantastic and while they hadn’t done it back then, they were here now, alone in a room together with the whole night ahead of them. Just holding Amy’s hands again was almost as thrilling as it had been to be bound up in Amy’s arms on Friday and JoBeth didn’t want to let this opportunity to slip by. “Well,” JoBeth said with a slightly suggestive smile. “At least we’ve got a room to ourselves now, right?”



“We do,” Amy replied with a small nod.



The tension between them was palpable, but this time, instead of a nervous energy, it was filled with the warm haze of desire. “And while we didn’t get to do much more than this on Sunday, I still like holding your hands…” JoBeth continued, her gaze flicking down to their hands for a moment before returning to meet Amy’s cool, beautiful blue eyes.



Amy let out an adoring sigh and with a sweet smile, she gave JoBeth’s hands a tender squeeze. “In case you’re wondering,” the blonde started, not bothered at all by the fact that JoBeth was mere inches away now. “I don’t plan on stopping you from doing that anytime soon…” she said with a wink.



The warmth and affection that she’d already felt emanating from Amy filled JoBeth with an exquisite happiness and she proudly wore a beaming grin, delighting to hear Amy’s assertion of desire for her. “I was just glad that you didn’t pull away from me on Sunday…” JoBeth chuckled, causing Amy to offer her a reassuring smile.



“How could I?” Amy asked, her brow rising. “Sure, I was a little surprised, but you should know…” she continued, glad to see JoBeth’s giddy smile return. “It’s not every day that the adorable girl you like wants to hold your hand,” she said, a confident spark glimmering in her eyes. “And besides, it let me think that maybe you’d be okay with… us.”



Her grin as wide as ever, JoBeth cocked her head to the side a little. “Oh, I’m more than okay…” she purred. “With Friday, with you and me and with whatever ‘us’ might be…” she said, losing her battle against an irrepressible giggle as she thought of the other things that she’d admitted to Amy that she was okay with.



“What?” Amy asked, wanting more than anything to know what had JoBeth so amused.



JoBeth took another glance at the bottom drawer of her dresser and the glow on her cheeks darkened to another shade of crimson. “Oh, just the other thing I mentioned I was okay with…” she said, looking back at Amy with a playful shyness. “I was thinking about the little… souvenirs I brought home with me Friday night…” she added, feeling every bit of the heat of her blush.



“Ah, those” Amy laughed, taking a little aback by JoBeth’s almost casual mention of the bondage gear. Beyond her momentary surprise, Amy felt a stirring sense of excitement as thoughts of all the kinky games that she’d wished she could play with JoBeth started to rise back to the surface as real possibilities, now.



The straightjacket that she’d ended up using on JoBeth was one of her favorites and she was glad to hear that JoBeth had liked it enough to give it a fantastic new home. It had looked so incredibly cute on her and Amy felt she’d be hard pressed to think of another person she’d want to have it. If this really did end up going somewhere with JoBeth, it wouldn’t be like it had ever left. Instead, she’d found an amazing, wonderful girl that would let her wrap her up in it from time to time.



The mere thought of being able to play with JoBeth any time that they wanted, to have JoBeth as a part of her life, sent a blushing grin to Amy’s lips. Lauren had managed to talk her into bringing the cuffs along tonight and if JoBeth had brought home the rest of the gear from Friday, one of her naughtier dreams of having, holding, teasing and loving all of JoBeth could end up coming true.



JoBeth watched the different emotions racing across Amy’s features, but through them all, nothing felt more thrilling than the obvious desire and adoration that she felt coming her way from the blonde. It made her feel more wanted, more needed than she’d ever felt before and if there was a girl that she’d share anything with right now, it was her Amy.



Wrapping herself in that warm, pleasurable blanket of affection, JoBeth fixed Amy with a playful pout. “I couldn’t help it,” she said, feigning protest. “I liked it too much and it belonged to you, so I thought that it might be nice to hang on to…” she continued, her smile returning along with a few naughty memories. “In case I ever met my ‘blonde doctor’ again…”



The adoring feelings that she was having for JoBeth outstripped anything that she’d ever felt for anyone she’d ever liked and Amy thought that the half-proud smirk on JoBeth’s face was the cutest thing that she’d ever seen. “You are so far beyond adorable, Jo…” she purred, fondly caressing JoBeth’s fingers. “But don’t tell anyone,” she added a moment later with a small laugh. “It’s a secret.”



“Got it,” JoBeth nodded, a mock-serious expression taking over for a moment. “Just between us,” she added before a pair of wide grins broke out between them. Her heart was racing now and hearing the pure emotion and feeling behind Amy’s words made her want to wrap herself up in the blonde’s arms and not let go for days.



The brunette could barely keep herself from simply staring at Amy and grinning and that was enough to cause another small chuckle to escape her lips. Seeing Amy’s eyebrow arch up again, JoBeth was more than happy to share the reason with her. “You do know you’re pretty dang hot yourself, though, right?” she asked through a mischievous smirk.



“Okay, okay,” Amy laughed, hoping to deflect a little bit of what was becoming a nearly insurmountable desire to throw every pretext aside and tackle the brunette right then and there. The fact that JoBeth would likely be right there with her wasn’t doing anything to help her willpower either. “That’s enough of that…”



“What?” JoBeth asked, giddily pretending at innocence. “It’s true…” she added with a smile.



Shaking her head, Amy felt emotions rumbling inside her about JoBeth that she hadn’t felt for any other girl in her life. As powerful as they were, she couldn’t tell if it was a sign that she was in over her head or if this is what it really felt like to find that one perfect someone.



Taking a moment to simply gaze over at JoBeth, the brunette gave her a smile and a little look that made the decision an easy one. New as it was, it felt completely natural and from here on out, if JoBeth was with her, Amy wanted to ride it out and trust her instincts about JoBeth and how she felt. “If you say so,” Amy finally replied, unable to resist JoBeth’s smile any longer.



The way that Amy was looking at her was sending that warm and tingly feeling deep inside her into overdrive. Right now, there was nothing that she wanted more than to lose herself in Amy’s embrace and to make her smile as much as she possibly could. “I do!” JoBeth chirped happily, giving Amy’s teasing hands a light squeeze.



Amy let out a warm, contented sigh, shaking off the sense of amazing disbelief. Here she was with the girl of her dreams, grinning away because of her; because she liked her. “All I can say is that you sure know how to make a girl smile, Jo,” she said fondly.



“Well, I like making you smile!” JoBeth replied with a beaming grin of her own.



Chuckling softly, Amy laced her fingers back between JoBeth’s. “See?” she asked. “Far too cute for your own good…” Amy added, prompting a giggle from the girl that already made her smile and laugh more than she could have ever hoped for.



“Well, I guess you’ll just have to do something about that then,” JoBeth replied, her mischievous smirk returning and an impish sparkle in her eye. She’d had more than a few ideas of what she’d like Amy to do about it over the last week, but based on Amy’s grin, she guessed that Amy had a few ideas of her own.



The notion that Amy was thinking about her that way, wanting to have her, take her and possess her struck JoBeth on a deeper level than she knew she’d had. Something about Amy wanting her that much got her fires going like nothing else and the more they talked here, the more that she wanted to share all of that with the wonderful, caring girl whose hands she was holding now.



“We’ll see,” Amy teased, her own blush spreading from ear to ear now. Shifting a little on the bed, Amy had long since been able to feel every bit of contact between their bodies. They each had their clothes on still, but the electricity that she felt between them cut through everything like it wasn’t even there and it was something she wanted more of.



Taking a centering breath, Amy tried to get back to the other question that she’d meant to ask JoBeth about. With a small chuckle, Amy couldn’t help feeling that desirous warmth between her legs and she knew that she wasn’t about to get any relief from broaching a subject that was just as exciting and that covered quite a few of her own kinks.



Holding onto a hope that she wouldn’t just melt right there on the bed and take JoBeth immediately, Amy tried to press on. “Anyway…” she started, drawing an interested look from her companion. “You made me think of another question a minute ago,” she said, trailing off and hopefully whetting JoBeth’s curiosity. “If you don’t mind my asking…”



JoBeth gave an agreeing nod, her facetiously and jokingly serious expression returning for a moment. “Yes, Ma’am!” she exclaimed, making sure to keep her eyes fixed on Amy and rather enjoying the blush that it inspired on Amy’s cheeks.



That delicious rush that accompanied JoBeth’s ‘Yes, Ma’am’ coursed through her and the smile on JoBeth’s lips after it filled her with a tingle that only added to her growing certainty that JoBeth was the girl she could share all of herself with. Sharing a small laugh with JoBeth, Amy tried to reign in her desires for now, hoping that the way that tonight was going meant that they might find a way to share those with each other later.



“I was wondering what you ended up doing with those souvenirs,” Amy said, the corner of her lips curling up into a playful smirk.



*To Be Continued in Chapter 13-C!*