11. Emma

This was the last thing Emma had expected. She had been planning on taking Lily out to play at a park they didn't usually go to for a nice change. She had envisioned chatting with the other parents while she watched their kids play.

She had not counted on finding Vivian here, much less Lily's reaction. Lily asked about Vivian constantly, but Emma hadn't realized that Lily saw her as her second mom. They hadn't even been together all that long, but Vivian had clearly stolen Lily's heart as thoroughly as she had Lily's.

Vivian was saying everything Emma had dreamed in her wildest fantasies, but now that those dreams were actually becoming a reality, Emma hesitated to take what was right in front of her.

She didn't know if she could trust Vivian again. She stared into Vivian's dark eyes, remembering everything—the good and the bad. Emma could see nothing but sincerity, love, and burning hope in Vivian's gaze this time.

"You didn't just hurt me, Vivian. You hurt Lily, too. If we do this, we do it all the way. You heard her earlier. She sees you as her second mom. Lily and I are a package deal. Are you really up for raising a child with me? It's a lot of responsibility, and you have your business to think abou—"

"Fuck my business. I want you, Emma—you and Lily. Yes, my business is important to me, but if I had to make a choice, I would choose you and Lily in a heartbeat. Losing you both has taught me that much. I love Lily as if she was my own daughter, and I would be proud to raise her with you, as a family."

Emma felt tears brimming in her eyes. There was really only one answer—the one she had yearned to give from the moment Vivian first declared her love aloud for everyone to hear.

"Yes. Yes, Vivian, I forgive you. I want you back, too. Let's try again. We'll have to do it properly, though. If Lily is going to be yours too, she deserves to have both of her parents living together."

"Are you asking me to move in with you?"

"Yes, I am." It was a test. Emma expected Vivian to balk, but instead, Vivian gave her a wide smile.

"I'll have my first suitcase packed tonight."

Vivian squeezed Emma's hand; her eyes brighter than Emma had ever seen them. She wasn't sure who moved first, but the next thing she knew, they were leaning into each other, bringing their lips together in a kiss. It was sweet and chaste, a mere promise of what was to come, but it still sent tingles all through Emma's body.

"Ew, gross! Stop it."

Emma chuckled as she and Vivian pulled apart to see a thoroughly unimpressed Lily looking at them.

"Sorry, sweetheart. But you'll have to get used to seeing some kissing, because Vivian and I are going to be doing a lot of that from now on."

Lily's face brightened. "You're not fighting anymore?"

"We're not," Emma confirmed. "Lily, how would you feel about Vivian coming to live with us?"

Neither of them could distinguish many words behind Lily's squeals of excitement, but Emma and Vivian both got the idea.

"We should go out and celebrate." Emma gestured to the trashcan. "It seems I owe you some new ice cream."

"I won't say no to that."

Lily was so ecstatic that Emma felt like she might soon have to hold her down to stop her bouncing all the way down the park path—except she would do a poor job at it, because she was very close to floating away on the cloud of her own happiness.

Vivian convinced Emma and Lily to get dinner at a nearby Italian place; Lily only agreed when Vivian assured her that ice cream was on the dessert menu. Emma and Vivian held hands as they walked inside and sat next to each other, opposite Lily.

"There's one other thing."

"Oh yeah?" Emma couldn't help the note of wariness in her own voice. As much as she wanted this, it would take time to fully rebuild old bridges.

"It's not a requirement at all," Vivian said quickly. "And if you're happy where you are, then you should by all means stay there… but I would love it if you could consider coming to work for me again."

That took Emma off guard. "What about your current assistant?"

Vivian blushed. "I never got around to replacing you."

"Vivian! You must have been working yourself sick."

"I know, I know. Dr. Skye- my new therapist- has been on my case about it. I just wasn't ready to let you go."

Emma considered this. Truth be told, she would love to work with Vivian again. Alex was very nice, and Emma did enjoy her job with him, but his offices had never felt like a second home in the way Vivian's had.

"I'll have to talk to Alex. I'll need to make sure I'm leaving him with someone good—I wouldn't feel right about leaving so soon after being hired if I didn't make sure I had a good replacement lined up. But yes, Vivian. Once I have the logistics sorted, I would love to come and work for you again."

They kissed once more, longer and slower than before.

Lily heaved a put-upon sigh but didn't interrupt. After a few seconds, Vivian and Emma parted.

"Right." Vivian opened the menu right to the back, to the desserts page. "Let's see what our ice cream options are for after dinner, shall we?"

"You promise you'll be here tomorrow?"

"I promise," Vivian assured Lily for the eleventh time. "We already stopped by my place to pack an overnight bag, remember? I'm not going anywhere tonight, and I'll pack a bigger suitcase after work tomorrow."

"Pinkie promise?"

"Pinkie promise." Vivian hooked her finger with Lily's, which seemed to satisfy her. She yawned.

"Bedtime for you." Vivian kissed her forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow, Lily."

"Goodnight, sweetheart." Emma ran a hand down Lily's cheek, but Lily didn't seem to notice. She was already drifting off.

"You must be tired, too. It's been a long day."

Vivian was eyeing her in a way that Emma liked very much. "Actually, I don't think I had enough dessert at the restaurant."

"Really? Feeling greedy tonight, are you?"

"Very. It's been a long time."

"It has." Emma took Vivian's hand and led her through to the bedroom. They closed the door and moved close to one another. Vivian rested her hands on Emma's waist, and Emma looped her arms around Vivian's neck.

"Kiss me," Emma breathed.

And oh, did Vivian kiss her. The kiss stole the breath from Emma's lungs, and just when she thought she might expire from lack of oxygen, Vivian breathed life back into her. Emma kissed Vivian like she was drowning and Vivian was air. Vivian kissed Emma like she was starving and Emma was an elaborate buffet.

Emma moaned as her body set itself alight from the inside. She needed Vivian, and she needed her now. Kissing wasn't enough. She had to feel Vivian inside her to know that this was real.

"Vivian. I want you."

"I'm yours. Whatever you want."

Emma knew what she had been wanting and fantasizing about before when they were together. Something she really wanted and had wanted for a long time. She wasn't sure if Vivian would go for it, but she was going to ask anyway.

"I want your whole hand inside me," Emma whispered in her ear. "I want you to fist me."

She heard Vivian swallow, as though unsure.

"Are you sure, Emma? I don't want to hurt you. It isn't something I've done before."

"We'll go slow," Emma promised. "You're not going to hurt me, Vivian. I'll show you each step of the way. You build up gradually and use a lot of lube. You position your hand like this," Emma shaped her hand into a duck bill, tucking her thumb into her palm and narrowing her knuckles. "See how it makes it easier?"

Emma looked up at her with her biggest puppy dog eyes. "I trust you," she said.

Vivian met her eyes and smiled at her. "It sounds filthy. But.. I like it. Ok, let's go for it. I'll get the lube. You guide me."

"Let's get undressed. If we're doing this, I'm going to make sure you're so wet that between that and the lube and the magic hand position, it will be easy."

"Trust me, wetness is not going to be a problem. I'm so turned on by you," Emma growled.

Emma's panties were already soaked and becoming more so by the second.

"Well, perhaps I should test that statement."

"Yes, please."

Emma stripped her clothes off, debating between getting them off as quickly as possible versus watching the alluring sight of Vivian removing her own clothing.

She opted for speed in the end. Her body was already making urgent demands of her, and it didn't sound like Vivian was in hurry here.

"Lie back."

Emma eagerly did as Vivian suggested, spreading her legs. Vivian gave her a long, slow lick. The feeling of Vivian's tongue running over her most sensitive parts had Emma arching up on the bed, desperate for more.

"Yes, just like that, Vivian."

To her dismay, Vivian moved up from her pussy, but that dismay ended quickly when she started pressing kisses to Emma's breasts.

"You are very wet… but I think you can do better."

"I can't! I need you now, Vivian."

Vivian merely hummed as she took one of Emma's nipples into her mouth. She wasn't playing fair. She knew how crazy it made Emma when her nipples were sucked. Emma reached a hand down to touch her clit while Vivian licked and sucked, soon driving her into a complete frenzy.

She could easily come right now, but Emma wanted to wait. She wanted to come with Vivian's whole hand inside her. She wanted to feel filled and stretched and owned by Vivian.

Emma regretfully removed her fingers from her clit, waiting for this sweet torture to be taken to the next level. She closed her eyes, relishing in the delicious sensations Vivian's tongue brought forth.

Emma didn't know how long Vivian kept her on the edge, but at some point, she brought a hand to Emma's thigh, caressing gently before moving to slide two fingers into Emma's waiting pussy.

Emma didn't think she'd ever been this wet before. Vivian added lube and started pumping her fingers slowly in and out, twisting them perfectly on each outward motion so that she was brushing against Emma's G-spot.

"Vivian… I want your hand in me before I come. You're cutting it very, very close."

"You want to come just like that, hm?"

"So much," Emma breathed. "But I want your fist more."

"I want that too."

"Then hurry up!"

Vivian chuckled and obliged Emma with another two fingers. They filled her up perfectly, causing Emma's back to arch off the bed in pleasure at the sensation.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes! I want all of you."

Very slowly, Vivian tucked her thumb and began to push inside Emma.

"Are you ok?" she whispered and Emma's eyes were fixed on Vivian's. She trusted her totally. Emma nodded.

Emma could feel herself stretching as Vivian's knuckles pushed inside her. It was slightly uncomfortable now, but not painful. She felt her body begin to relax and accept Vivian's hand.

"Yes, yes, yes, further!" Emma chanted, canting her hips forward slightly, giving Vivian better access.

Vivian kept pushing, ever so slowly, her knuckles pressing hard into Emma.

It was a little painful, and Emma was considering telling Vivian to stop, but the next moment, Vivian's knuckles breached the tightest part of her pussy, and Emma felt herself clenching around Vivian's wrist. She was filled entirely and she felt absolute pleasure flooding her whole body.

It had been many years since she had done this most intimate act. It was something she could only do when she totally loved and trusted someone. And it gave her more pleasure than anything else in the world. She felt pleasure flooding through her veins like the most beautiful drug in the world. She felt herself floating away on it.

"Fuck," she breathed. "Move your hand a bit, Vivian. Please."

Vivian slowly started moving her hand. Emma felt almost unbearably full, and it was the most delicious sensation she had ever experienced.

"Keep going." She was so close to exploding, but she wanted to feel more of this before she did. "Harder, please, Vivian. You don't need to be so careful—you're not hurting me."

Vivian took Emma at her word and went a bit harder. Pushing in and out of her. Emma saw a kaleidoscope of colors flash across her vision as her whole body felt owned by Vivian.

"Oh fuck, yes! YES," she heard herself calling out.

Emma had been planning on touching her clitoris to finish herself off, but it turned out that she didn't need it. She felt herself clench wildly around Vivian's hand as she came harder than she had ever come in her life.

The orgasm roared through her, leaving Emma as little more than a puddle of satisfaction in its wake. It was the biggest orgasm she could remember having possibly ever. She was vaguely aware of Vivian slowly and carefully withdrawing her fist. She ached at the loss of it. Part of her had wanted to keep Vivian's hand inside of her forever.

Emma rolled over into Vivian's arms. She was still dizzy from her orgasm, but not enough that she didn't want to bring Vivian as much pleasure as Vivian had brought her.

"How do you want me, Vivian?"

"Any way. Every way. I just want you, Emma."

That wasn't particularly helpful, but Emma still remembered what Vivian liked. She spread Vivian's legs and knelt between them. She dipped her head and started licking Vivian's clit, so lightly that the touch was barely there.

Fuck, I missed the taste of her.

Emma absorbed herself in the act of licking Vivian.

Vivian gasped and spread her legs wider, giving Emma better access. It had been a while since they were together, but Emma still remembered how to read Vivian. She knew the difference between delicious-torture frustration and this-isn't-fun-anymore frustration.

Vivian started to edge toward the latter sooner than Emma would have expected. She could tell by the way Vivian's legs started to tremble and how she clenched her toes into the sheet.

She quickly gave Vivian a firmer pressure with her tongue. It didn't take much. Less than a minute later, Vivian was tensing and quivering under Emma, crying out as she came. She shuddered through an orgasm longer than any Emma had ever seen her have before finally going limp.

Emma folded herself back into Vivian's arms. Their legs were tangled together and somewhere along the line, they had lost one of the pillows on the double bed—it was now lying on the floor, well out of reach. Emma let Vivian have the remaining pillow and rested her head on Vivian's shoulder instead.

"I love you," Emma murmured.

She tensed for a moment, hit by the sudden fear that history was going to repeat itself.

She needn't have worried.

"Love you too." Vivian kissed her cheek. "Goodnight, Emma."

Emma let out a long breath. "Goodnight, Vivian."

They fell asleep together that night. It was the first night of the rest of their lives together.