Erasing the Lines

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by K D Williamson


  The only thing Kelli heard on the other end was labored breathing, which was all the answer she needed. “Since I’m on my knees, do you dream about me fucking you in the ass too?”

  Nora gasped.

  “With or without the strap on?”

  “Does it matter?” Nora’s voice trembled.

  “You know it does.”

  “With.”

  “Yeah, you do like that an awful lot. I’m so glad you told me you’d done it before. You were so quiet at first, but then you couldn’t stop moaning my name. Then you started touching yourself and wanted me to go harder, faster.”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?”

  “I remember,” Nora said.

  “So how’s that wetness problem at this point?” It was quiet on the other end. “Hello?”

  Kelli’s phone vibrated against her face.

  “I’m sure you’ll let me know if the evidence is substantial enough, Detective.”

  Every single muscle and nerve below Kelli’s waist twitched. Nora was trying to turn the tables on her, and for some reason that shifted Kelli’s arousal to somewhere in space. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

  “Pardon me?”

  “I didn’t say anything.”

  “I’m waiting for an answer,” Nora said.

  Travis cleared his throat and fidgeted. Kelli glanced his way, but he was only reaching for his drink.

  Their eyes met.

  He raised a brow.

  She scowled. Pissed that she was here. Pissed that he was here. Pissed she wasn’t in Nora’s bed, deep inside her. All of that should have been a deterrent, but the truth of the matter was that it turned her on more. Instead of pressing her thighs together, Kelli opened them. The temptation to rub herself off on the seam of her pants was getting a little too real.

  Kelli pulled the phone from her ear. The text app was still open. Kelli’s mouth fell open as she stared at a picture of Nora, swollen, pink, and incredibly aroused. Nora’s hand rested against the neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair, but her fingers were pointed downward in a V, holding her labia wide open.

  Everything between Kelli’s legs felt as if it had been doused in flame. Helpless, she gripped the side of her seat and leaned forward as her sex clenched at nothing but air. All of her body processes stopped and came roaring back in one mighty whoosh. She pressed her lips together to keep from making noise because it wouldn’t have been a whimper, more like a fucking scream. Then, before she could find a way to contain herself, another image appeared. Nora’s hand position had changed. Two of her fingertips pressed against her clit.

  Kelli’s mind blanked. She had to get out of this car and go somewhere she could cry out while she fucked herself raw. But her only movement was to bring her cell phone back to her ear. The rational part of her brain ordered her to end this, but its voice was so small and feeble compared to the roaring inside her.

  Nora’s breathing was rough and loud. Kelli closed her eyes and listened, waiting and wanting more.

  “Was it?” Nora asked on the tail end of a soft cry.

  Staring out of the window into nothingness, Kelli opened her mouth to answer. Now, if she knew what the hell Nora was talking about. “Huh?”

  Nora went quiet again, but seconds later, she chuckled. She goddamned chuckled. The sound was dirty and full of knowledge. Nora knew she’d wrested control away from Kelli and was smooth as hell while she did it. God, Kelli loved her even more because of it. “Evidence enough?”

  Clarity came back, and Kelli let it in. “Fuck, yes. Are you still touch—”

  “No, I—”

  “Why?” The urgent tone in her voice didn’t bother Kelli a bit.

  “I don’t want this feeling to end, and if I keep going—”

  “You won’t be able to stop.”

  “Yes, I want this to last.”

  “Oh God,” Kelli groaned. “I don’t know if I can get through this.”

  “You can and you will.”

  “I swear to God, if I move the wrong way, I’m gonna come hard enough to blast the roof off this car.” Kelli balled her free hand into a tight fist.

  “Look at Travis.”

  “What? Why?” Kelli cut her gaze his way.

  “Consider him a coolant of sorts.”

  “He’s the only thing keeping my hands out of my pants.”

  “I don’t think that’s a mantle he’d want.”

  “Goddammit, Nora, he’s the last thing on my mind right now.”

  “I know.” Nora paused. “Kelli?”

  “Yeah?”

  “I want to go inside.”

  Kelli’s vision grayed, and she was a step away from hyperventilating. She took careful, deep breaths through her nose. How the fuck did Nora do that? Turn her on so completely, taper it off, and then do it all over again with a few words. “Do it.”

  Nora’s moan was long, drawn-out, and visceral. The sound cut through Kelli, leaving her in pieces. “I…” Nora tried to speak, but the only thing that came out was a high-pitched sob.

  Kelli’s world tilted back and forth, completely fucking up her equilibrium. Then it was as if she was in a tunnel and everything around her disappeared, except for Nora’s voice bouncing off the walls, magnified. She pressed the phone to her ear hard enough to leave an imprint. The sounds of Nora’s pleasure quieted somewhat, becoming muffled and faint.

  “Nora?”

  There was no answer, so Kelli just listened. Nora’s moaning became background noise, a soundtrack introducing the main event. Sliding in and out of wetness had a sound, a distinct one, and it took center stage. Kelli reared back into her seat, while inside, she flailed.

  Travis looked her way, but Kelli reached for her drink and slurped on it hard in an attempt to play it off. Her head felt as if it might pop off her shoulders, and her heart beat so hard that catching her breath again was going to be damn near impossible. Kelli turned away from Travis and almost cried out when she closed her legs as a wave of pleasure hit her hard enough to drown her. She leaned against the passenger side door and continued to greedily take in every sound that greeted her.

  “You hear it…don’t you?” Nora’s voice was a combination of confidence, arousal, and need.

  Kelli closed her eyes again. “Yeah.”

  “Yes, what?”

  “I hear it.”

  “Sometimes you…” Nora swallowed hard, and her breathing was in tatters. “Have no patience, and you just pound into me.”

  Kelli bit her bottom lip and sucked it into her mouth in hopes that the sting would give her some sort of relief. The pain pushed her up a notch. “You like that.”

  “No. Love it, but—”

  “Then do it.”

  Nora sucked in a breath and let it out filled with words. “Yes! Fuuuu…”

  That one word, no matter how abbreviated, falling from Nora’s lips nearly separated Kelli from her body. “If you were here right now, I’d let you do whatever you wanted. Fuck me in as many ways as—”

  “God! I—” Nora’s words were cut off by a loud, throaty moan.

  The sound caught Kelli by surprise. She knew it well. It weaved its way around her, and she hung on as it tried to wring an answering orgasm from her. Kelli gritted her teeth. It felt as if she shook on the inside. “Shhhit.”

  Nora countered with broken whimpers.

  At the moment, Kelli could lift a tank, but at the same time, she was too weak to stand. Every neuron fired, and it was as if she could not only feel it but see it as well. Air crackled against her skin, causing goosebumps and tingles.

  “Kelli?”

  “Mmm?”

  “You’re still with me?”

  “I should be asking you that, but, yeah, I’m here. Barely.” Kelli eased back in her seat.

  The slide of the covers as Nora moved couldn’t have been any louder. The sound made Kelli miss her all the more.

  “Do you understand now?”

  Kelli huffed and smiled, even thou
gh her body was one big nerve. She could take on the world and get lost in it at the same time. It was a heady feeling, but it wasn’t new to her. “I always did. I feel it too.”

  “Good. I miss you.”

  “Miss you too. Just two more days.”

  “Two days.”

  “Awww!”

  Kelli damn near broke her neck turning toward Travis.

  He took an earbud out. “I don’t know what she just said to you, but I love the goofy-ass look on your face.”

  She glared at her partner. Kelli could see him just fine with the help of the light from her phone.

  Travis smiled, baring his teeth. “Moist towelette?”

  The sudden sound of Nora’s laughter shocked Kelli.

  “You should probably take him up on that offer,” Nora said.

  Kelli sputtered and shook her head, but she couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped. “I can’t believe you just said that.”

  “What? What did she say? I wanna laugh too.” Travis leaned toward Kelli, but she gave him a shove.

  Travis grinned.

  Kelli pushed him harder. He laughed and swatted at her, but her mood was so much better. As if she had a choice in the matter. Nora took care of that. “Don’t hang up.”

  “I wasn’t planning on it.”

  “Good.” Finally able to concentrate, Kelli turned her attention back toward the house. All shit was right with the world, or at least, it was as close as it could be.

  ###

  About KD Williamson

  KD is a Southerner and a former nomad, taking up residence in the Midwest, east coast, and New Orleans over the years. She is also a Hurricane Katrina survivor. Displaced to the mountains of North Carolina, she found her way back to New Orleans, where she lives with her partner of ten years and the strangest dogs and cats in existence.

  KD enjoys all things geek, from video games to super heroes. She is a veteran in the mental health field, working with children and their families for more than ten years. She found that she had a talent for writing as a teenager, and through fits and starts, fostered it over the years.

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  © 2018 by KD Williamson

  ISBN (mobi): 978-3-96324-153-6

  ISBN (epub): 978-3-96324-154-3

  ISBN (pdf): 978-3-96324-155-0

  Published by Ylva Publishing, legal entity of Ylva Verlag, e.Kfr.

  Ylva Verlag, e.Kfr.

  Owner: Astrid Ohletz

  Am Kirschgarten 2

  65830 Kriftel

  Germany

  www.ylva-publishing.com

  First edition: 2018

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to locales, events, business establishments, or actual persons—living or dead—is entirely coincidental.

  Credits

  Edited by Miranda Miller

  Cover Design by Streetlight Graphics

 

 

 


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