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"Here it is," Callie said as they approached the clearing. Derek's small trailer sat at the top of the hill, underneath a string of twinkling lights that were already beginning to glow against the setting sun.
“And you sure they’re okay with us using the trailer for the weekend? Shepherd doesn’t seem to like me very much,” Erica said.
“I’m sure," she replied. "Meredith owes me one.”
Erica looked at her questioningly.
“It’s a long story. Involving panties and a bulletin board,” Callie said nonchalantly.
“Okay…I don’t even want to know,” Erica replied, but she was smiling.
“So there’s the trailer.” Callie pointed. “And there’s a private lake nearby, too.”
“Really?” Erica asked. “I wish I’d known. I would’ve brought a swimsuit.”
“Erica,” Callie said quietly, moving into her space until the older woman took in a deep breath of anticipation. She smiled slowly. “It’s a private lake. You don’t need a swimsuit.”
Erica matched Callie’s smile with one of her own, raising a brow. “Oh? Well in that case…”
Erica moved her hands to the zipper on Callie’s light jacket.
“Come on, let’s at least get to the lake before we get naked,” Callie laughed. She set down their bags, grabbed Erica's hand, and pulled her in the direction of the water.
When they got to the lake, they stopped to take in the view. Callie squeezed Erica’s hand. “It’s beautiful here. Isn’t it?”
Callie was staring at the water, but Erica was staring at Callie, taking in her slightly flushed cheeks from their walk, the way the cool breeze swept her hair away from her face, the way the setting sun haloed her skin in a bronze glow.
“Yes. Beautiful,” Erica replied, pulling Callie in for a slow kiss.
Callie laughed breathlessly into the kiss, but it didn’t take long for her laughter to die out, replaced by quiet moans as Erica’s tongue met her own. The kiss was unhurried, thorough, igniting a spark deep in Callie’s belly, breaking her arms out in goosebumps. Callie felt her begin kissing her way down the side of her neck, quietly sighing at the wet heat of Erica’s tongue against her pulse-point. She could feel herself becoming more and more pliant in Erica’s arms, could feel the wetness pooling in her panties with every touch.
This time, when Erica’s hands reached for Callie’s zipper, she met no resistance. The jacket was pushed down her arms and onto the ground below. Callie returned the favor. They took turns undressing each other, layer by layer, taking time to caress newly exposed skin with each article of clothing removed.
Finally, naked, they moved to the edge of the water together, taking tentative steps into the lake. It was cold, at first, but once they dipped below the water’s surface, they began to warm. Erica smoothed Callie’s wet hair away from her face, looking at her with a tenderness that felt disarming in a way that took her breath away. She didn’t know how she got so lucky, to have someone so devoted to her the way that Erica was. She cupped Erica’s cheek, moving in to kiss her lips once more. She gasped when Erica moved closer to her, their breasts and hips meeting below the surface, water swirling gently around them as they moved together.
Erica made a show of slowly traveling her hand down the expanse of Callie’s torso, gently cupping her sex. She stilled her hand there, waiting for Callie to grow impatient. It took only a few seconds before Callie began lightly bucking her hips against Erica’s hand, whining her name quietly. Erica thought she had never looked more beautiful.
She began gently stroking Callie’s folds, smiling at the feeling of slickness between her legs even underwater.
“You feel so good,” Callie breathed out as Erica began circling her clit. She let herself get lost in the feeling for a moment, before snaking one of her own hands down Erica’s body to return the favor. Erica lightly moved Callie’s hand, holding it against her chest and leaning down to whisper into her ear.
“Not now, baby. I want to focus on you right now. You just hold onto me and let me take care of you, okay?”
Erica punctuated the end of her sentence by burying two fingers deep inside Callie, curling them gently against her walls. The younger woman immediately submitted to the feeling, wrapping her arms around Erica’s neck, only managing to nod and gasp into Erica’s collarbone.
In that moment, Callie was extremely grateful for the water, taking full advantage of not having to stand. She simply clung onto Erica’s solid form, Erica who was so steady and strong and sure. She whimpered as Erica’s fingers increased their pace, her thumb seeking out her clit.
“Shhh,” Erica soothed. “I know. That feels so good, doesn’t it?”
Callie merely nodded again, not trusting herself to speak. The way Erica was speaking to her was so gentle, contrasted with the deliciously rough and thorough way she was fucking her. It was overwhelming.
“Mm, fuck, Erica, please,” Callie said into the crook of her neck. She was already so close. Erica felt the telltale tightening of Callie’s walls. She felt herself growing wetter at the thought.
“Oh, sweetheart. Are you going to come for me already?” Erica asked, tightening the arm around Callie’s waist so she could fuck her that much harder.
“Oh my god, oh my god, Erica,” Callie began chanting like a prayer. There was a single moment of frozen bliss before her climax came crashing down around her. Her screams echoed across the otherwise empty lake, causing a flock of birds to take flight.
Erica stilled her fingers, letting Callie draw out the last of the aftershocks with only the rocking of her hips. She kissed Callie’s sweaty brow. “Good girl.”
When Callie had finally caught her breath and could mostly stand on her own, she began chuckling.
“Wow,” she finally said.
“Wow is right,” Erica replied, smirking.
“I’m gonna get you back for that.”
Erica simply pulled her closer, kissing her softly on the lips.
“I look forward to it.”