This is not a stand-alone story. It is a direct continuation of Stephanie Ch 01. Please read that chapter before reading this one.
As always, all characters are over 18.
Part 4
The annoying sound of my room phone woke me up a short time later. Answering it, I was surprised to hear Stephanie's voice.
"Terry? It's Stephanie. I'm sorry if I woke you, but I couldn't sleep. I have to see you and have a chance to say good-bye to you. Can I come up to your room?"
"Of course you can! But what about.." She cut me off before I could finish, saying "I'll explain when I get there."
There was a soft knock on my door a few minutes later, and I opened it to let Stephanie in. She was wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt, her hair was messy, and her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She practically jumped into my arms, kissing me deeply and passionately as the door closed behind her.
"Please Terry. I need you to hold me. Just hold me, and let me hold you."
We stood there for several minutes, our arms wrapped tightly around each other, until I guided us to the bed. I sat down with her sitting on my lap, our arms still holding each other, and I waited until she was ready to talk.
She explained that she had tried to sleep, but was crying too much. Her mom had tried to talk to her, but she told her that she wasn't a baby anymore, and that it was time for them to stop treating her like one. After arguing with her parents, she slammed the door between their rooms shut, and her parents didn't re-open it.
After she heard them both snoring, she left a note on her bed in case they woke up and checked on her, letting them know she had gone for a walk to try to clear her head. She had gone outside for a walk, but it was too dark and quiet, so she returned to the hotel and used the lobby phone to call me.
She asked if we could go for a walk by the lake, and I quickly got dressed.
We stopped at my Jeep, where I grabbed a fleece shirt for her to wear, as well as a small flashlight, before we continued down to the lake. Nothing was said between us, our emotions being shared only through our holding hands and the occasional stop to hug each other.
We found a bench along the shoreline and sat down together, with Stephanie sitting on my lap, her arms holding me tight, and her face pressed into my neck. I could feel her tears against my skin, and I held her tighter.
The time passing meant nothing to us. Only our closeness mattered.
I have no idea how long we sat there like that before she finally raised her head and kissed me before she spoke.
"I know we only just met, Terry, but I know that my love for you is real and true. I've never felt like this before. I know what Daddy said to both of us, but I don't ever want to lose you. Can you promise me that we won't?"
"Stephanie, I promise you we won't. I told your dad that you are old enough to make your own decisions now, and that if they included me, I would not say no to you. I feel the same way about you. Now that I've found someone who makes me feel this way, I never want to lose you either.
"Calgary is only a 3 hour drive from Edmonton. After you start school, I will try to visit you whenever I can."
We sat for a while longer, talking and holding each other, before she said she was getting cold.
Returning to my room, she said she was still cold, and that she wanted to have a shower to warm up. "I hope you join me in the shower. That will help me get a lot warmer," she told me as she winked.
We helped each other undress, enjoying the intimacy, then stepped into the large shower stall together. The warm water sprayed over both our bodies as we kissed and allowed our hands to run over each other's body.
She broke the kiss and looked into my eyes as she said "Terry? Will you make love to me again? I need to feel us together one more time."
I shut off the shower and quickly but gently dried us before I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the bed and placed her on it. I climbed onto the bed beside her and again took her into my arms, kissing her as I felt her hands moving down my back as mine did the same to her. Our hands explored each other before I moved her onto her back and began to kiss my way along her throat and down her body.
She moaned softly as she felt my lips and tongue moving over her neck and shoulders, then gave a quick gasp as they moved over her left nipple. I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking on it and teasing it with the tip of my tongue before gently biting it. My hand moved to her other breast, caressing it and lightly pinching and pulling the nipple as my other hand moved down over her firm tummy, using only my fingertips to softly tickle and tease her.
My tongue moved between her breasts, lightly licking my way to her right breast, moving it in ever smaller circles until I was circling her nipple, occasionally flicking across the tip, before sucking on it. I again teased her other breast with my fingers and hand, enjoying the firmness of her soft boob and her small but erect nipple.
My other hand continued down over her stomach until I felt the small strip of pubic hair above her slit. I let my fingers continue down, hearing her again gasp as they brushed lightly over her clit.
"Oh," she gasped, her hips lifting off the bed, trying to force my fingers against her clit harder. "Please, Terry. Will you lick me there again? Please lick my.... ummm.... pussy again. I want you to make me cum again and again with your tongue and fingers."
I definitely wasn't going to refuse her, and kissed and licked my way down over her stomach until I used my tongue to wet her soft hairs. I teased her by running my tongue just above her clitoral hood and up and down along the side of her outer labia, running the entire length of her slit and back to her rear pucker.
She raised her legs so they were over my shoulders as my tongue poked at the opening to her bum, pushing gently until the tip entered her. I wiggled my tongue in her for a second or two before pulling out and licking straight up the centre of her slit, pushing between her lips, until I felt her clit. My tongue circled her clit, making it stand erect and firm, rubbing all along the sides of it before flicking over the tip, causing her to again gasp and lift off the bed.