I carried Izzy to the bed and lay back on it so that she ended up straddling me. I had an idea I wanted to try, just to see if Izzy would go for it. "Hey Izzy, tell me what you want, okay?"

She looked down at me, biting her lips nervously. "Would you lick me? Please?"

"Izzy, we both know that's going to happen, right?"

She nodded quickly as her eyes grew wide.

"You know I'll give you everything your heart desires, so don't be shy. I know you really want to be in control, I could see it when you took over in the shower earlier. I know you're still learning, but you never have to be shy with me. Be you," I told her. "I trust you, and I hope you trust me, to please one another"

She took a deep breath. "What if I say something bad?" she asked.

"You won't. I know you. If you say something silly, we'll both giggle and then have fun anyway. We're still experimenting, right? But that is more than just learning how to do things, it can also be about attitude. Does that make sense?"

"And you like me to be in control?" she confirmed.

I nodded. "I like it when you do that. In the shower this morning I was going to just help you and then we could get our day going, but you took over and I couldn't resist you. It was a side of you I hadn't seen and I really liked that. So, take over right now. Let me know exactly what you want, and I'll give it to you. This is for me too, okay? I can teach you what we can do, but I'm not good at being more aggressive. I loved it when you did it, and I can't wait to see more."

"But I'm so short!" she pointed out.

"Size doesn't matter, Izzy. Your attitude determines everything. The look in your eyes, your body language, your passion, will give me all the information I need. So, tell me just how you want me to lick you!"

That devilish look in her eye was back, and I couldn't wait to see what she did next. I half expected her to lay back and have me crawl between her legs, but instead she crawled upwards until she was straddling my face, with her newly decorated core inches from my waiting tongue. She reached down and put her hand on my cheek and gave me a little smirk. "Lick me, Trish. Show me how well you use that pretty tongue of yours!"

I don't understand the chemistry behind it, but have you ever noticed that soda that comes right out of the fountain and over ice is somehow better than the bottled or canned version? I know, the manufacturers will swear up and down that it is all the same recipe, and that it is nothing but different packaging, but everyone who tastes it knows the difference. So, while I'd licked the juices of Izzy off my fingers earlier after shredding her panties, tasting the newly trimmed folds that were almost dripping with her arousal was an entirely different experience.

And fuck was she my new drug.

She let out a whimper as my tongue started its trip up through her delicious folds, and I matched it with my own groan of desire. My hands involuntarily found their way to her ass, pulling her down onto my waiting mouth while I tried to devour her. She matched that by putting her right hand behind my head, tangling it into my hair and pulling me up into her until I was pretty sure we couldn't get any closer.

"Oh fuck! Trish! Yes! Fuck me with that tongue! Oh God!" Izzy was screaming, while she rolled her hips down into my mouth. I had my tongue as deep into her as I could reach, lapping at her and enjoying every drop of her juices that I could reach. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

I couldn't answer, as my tongue was obviously much too busy, but that didn't stop me from humming into her in acknowledgement of her desires. I pulled back a little, removing my tongue from inside her and then slid it up to her clit and she screamed out happily. I loved it. I know I said before that she enjoyed all the little things in life, but it was incredible to see her enjoying this so much. It wasn't just that she was loving the feeling, but she alternated her screams and moans with giggles and laughs, as though she were on a roller coaster having the time of her life. I couldn't get enough of it. I was absolutely in love with her reactions, and I knew I'd never want to stop doing this again and again.

And when she looked down into my eyes while my tongue was flicking back and forth over her clit, I knew there was no other woman on the earth I'd want to make love to. Those green eyes were alive with a mix of humor, desire and love that made them almost shine with delight. She was a wonder to behold, and she was all mine to love.

Yeah, I said love. I know, it's crazy. I've been right there on the edge of admitting it, and I can't get past it anymore. Everything with Izzy is so easy, so perfect, so supportive. Maybe we're just healing each other so it feels stronger than it really is, but I don't think so. I think this is the real deal and I'm never letting go.

Those green eyes shot open as I latched onto her clit, and she threw her head back with a long moan before dropping it again to look down at me. "Fuck! Trish I'm..... Oh fuck! I'm so.... FUCK! FUCK!" she unraveled under my tongue with one last scream and coated my face with her juices, thrilling me to no end. I did that. I made her feel that. I made her do that. This girl was my everything.

She scooted backwards, still dripping and leaving a trail of her wetness over my breasts and belly till she could lay down, her face in my neck. "Trish, you're the most wonderful person on the planet. I'm not just saying that because there is so much fucking serotonin and other good chemicals in my blood that I want to bottle it either."

"I love you Izzy." I said, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too Trish," she murmured. Her body stiffened and she said up quickly, looking down at me. "What? Did you just say that out loud? Did I?"

"Yes Izzy. I told you I loved you, and you said it back," I assured her.

"But it was too soon! I wasn't supposed to say it! You're going to freak out!" Her eyes were wide with panic, and I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her back to me and kissing her nose.

"Izzy, I said it first, okay? I love you. I love you and I can't wait to keep you as a part of my life. I'm not freaking out, I'm beyond happy." I kissed her quickly on the lips again, and she just stared at me.

"Are you sure? Aren't we too young to get married and all that?"

"I'm 21, you're 18. We're in love. But yeah, this is fast, and I don't think we need to run into a marriage just yet. Just knowing we love each other is more than enough for now. We have a lot of years to worry about more." She visibly relaxed as I spoke and then leaned in for a kiss.

"I do love you. I know that it's fast, but I can't see how I couldn't," she whispered as she snuggled back into me.

"Then let's just enjoy it. We keep living like we have been and keep making our lives better," I suggested.

"I don't think my life can get any better," she murmured. "This is already better than I'd ever imagined."

I couldn't believe it either. I didn't know what to think when I left LA, but this wasn't it. Sure, Amy had been attractive, and so was that girl in San Francisco, Sophie. Or was it, Sophia? It didn't matter. Either way, they were probably closer to what I would have been, at first glance, attracted to before. But maybe it was a sign of growth that it was Izzy's personality that had attracted me before I saw the beauty within her. She was amazing, and I couldn't be happier now that she was mine. I sat up against the headboard, keeping her in my lap.

"Do you want to go somewhere for thanksgiving? Just a long weekend with the two of us?" I asked her with another kiss.

"Where could we go?" She looked up with wide eyes. Has she ever been on a vacation?

I thought about that for a moment. "I'm not sure, but we could figure some things out." At that moment, my phone buzzed, and I looked over to see what it was. To my surprise, it was a text from Lylah.

Lylah – Hey, I know this may be weird, but if you're not doing anything for Thanksgiving, do you want to come here? We're going to have all the girls, and it will be a fun time.

               Huh. "This may be out of the blue, but Lylah just asked me to Thanksgiving. There will be a bunch of girls there, some of whom are a little crazy," I showed Izzy the text.

               She thought about that for a minute. "Would you be okay seeing your ex and her new girlfriend?"

               I just shrugged. "I already saw them in Australia, and then on the way home. I'm over Lylah, so that isn't an issue. I just wasn't sure if you'd rather go there or go on a little vacation."

               "We should go there. I know we'll have a lot of vacations in our future, and it will be nice to hang out with these girls. It isn't like we have any family, right? So maybe having a good group of friends would help," she said with a smile.

               "That makes sense. Yeah, let's do it!"

               Me – Can I bring a friend? If so, we'd love to come.

               Lylah – Absolutely. Oh, and bring bathing suits! The pool will be open!

               Me – Will do!

"Bathing suits, huh?" Izzy commented. "Sounds like a low key Thanksgiving."

I snickered. "Just be careful! One of their friends will probably try to have us naked, or at least topless!"

She lifted herself up, then cupped my breasts in her hand. "As long as I'm the only one that touches you, I'm okay with that. But you're mine, and mine alone!" With that said, she leaned down and took my nipple into her mouth. Fuck! I really liked this side of her!