Fusion

by Diana Kane

  “You use it with a harness. This end goes inside the person wearing the harness and the ridges provide some clitoral stimulation. Works best during face to face sex.” This is the one. I want to make love to Alex while she can see me. I want her to know that I’m not going to run away.

  I extract myself from Alex’s embrace and stand up, taking the selected toy with me. I make my way over to where the strap on lies and take the harness. I can feel Alex’s eyes on me but she doesn’t move. I take the harness and dildo to the bed and leave them there. Alex still hasn’t moved. I understand now that someone in her past has run before because of what the chest contains. I am not scared and I need her to know it. I make my way back to her and hold out my hand. She takes it and I help pull her to her feet. I can see the hurt and the fear still lingering in her eyes. I pull her to me and kiss her deeply letting it linger on while I back up to the bed, pulling her with me. I slide back onto the bed, pulling her with me, positioning myself under her.

  “I want you to make love to me with that. I want to look into your eyes as the ground falls away from us.” Alex’s response is what I hoped it would be. She kisses me, slowly at first but it quickly escalates. She pulls away and looks at me again then repeats the kiss. I wrap my legs around her, pulling her as close to me as I can. This is going to be slow, has to be slow. My body argues against this but the thought of Alex’s emotions keeps me in check. I drag my fingers across her back and feel her response as her kiss deepens and she bites my lip as she pulls away. I pull her back to me for another kiss, the urgency becoming frantic. I rock my hips against her. This needs to be slow for her, but I can’t control my body’s desire to have her inside of me. She seems to understand as she breaks off the kiss and backs off the bed grabbing the harness and toy. Her eyes never leave my body, so I start pleasuring myself as she watches, rubbing my fingers over my swollen clit and pulling on my nipples, grinding against my own hand. She stands in a trance watching me and I see her eyes darken with hunger. She throws the strap on back on the bed and is tongue deep in my pussy before I know it. Her moan reverberates through my body. She swirls her tongue around my walls before pulling it out and reinserting it. She repeats this over and over but stops when my hand creeps back down to add some stimulation to my throbbing clit. She moves my hand away and focuses on my bud, licking, sucking, swirling her tongue and humming against me. I buck against her mouth harder and faster. There is no way that I can hold back. Alex pushes her fingers inside of me and I feel her massaging my walls, her fingers flicking my g-spot. “Jesus Alex!” My excitement only eggs her on and she locks her free arm over my hips, giving her mouth a choke hold on my sex. She increases the pace of her fingers and tongue, sucking harder and humming more and more. The reverberations melt into one another and I come fully undone. “Oooh Alex! There!” Spasms shake my entire body but Alex doesn’t stop. She keeps mouth and finger fucking me until the quake starts anew. “Fuck!” I scream and grab her head. I need her to stop. I pull her up to me and kiss her, fighting to catch my breath. The taste of me on her lips only makes me crave her flavor more. I put my hands on her ass and gently push towards my head. She looks at me but doesn’t argue. I greedily lift my head to meet her sex as she lowers herself onto my face. My salivary glands go into over drive as her scent hits my nose and her warm juices run over my tongue. She adjusts herself slightly and I focus on her. I slowly lick my way around her enjoying her reactions, feeling her move against me. Her pace quickens with my tongue. I lightly run my teeth over her clit and feel her buck harder. I wrap my arms around her thighs and do it again, this time holding her in place. She moans loudly, her pace becoming frantic. She drops her head and our eyes meet as she starts riding my face harder and harder.

  “Mmm Catherine. That’s it.” The intensity in her eyes and the movement of her on my face sends new juices gushing out of me. I moan as they escape but keep my eyes locked on Alex’s. I suck and hum at the same time, pushing her over the edge. She falls forward onto her hands but I refuse to let her escape. Her gaze is fire as I continue to feast on her and she continues to move herself against me. “Oh god! Oh baby!” I feel the spasms take hold of her as she quickly comes again. I try to hold for more but she looks down at me and shakes her head. She slides her hips back down my body and kisses me, heedless of the puddle of her fluids on my chin.

  Alex looks at me, over at the harness, and back at me. “I still want you to make love to me with that.” She kisses me quickly and backs off of the bed. I hand her the harness but before she pulls it on all the way she takes my hand and places it under the base of the toy. She slowly starts pulling the harness the rest of the way up and I understand what she wants. With my free hand I explore her folds, finding the juicy destination. I guide the shorter end into her and slowly push back rolling the ridges over her clit. Her head falls back and a groan escapes her. I pull one of her nipples into my mouth and bite down as I again shift the ridges over her clit.

  “Fuck!” I meet Alex’s eyes and the two emeralds burn into me. She kisses me, forcing me back onto the bed. I take her hand and wrap it around the shaft, guiding it towards my sex. She slowly enters me, her eyes boring into mine as she does. I bite my lip and moan as I lift my hips into her, forgetting that every motion I make shifts the other end that is inside of her. Alex’s head tips back as I lift my hips into her again. She kisses me and starts to slowly circle her hips against me. I lift myself into her again and she groans, increasing her pace. I want Alex to watch me, to see me.

  “Roll over. I want you to watch me.” Her hands grab my hips and she pushes herself into me as she rolls us over. I look down at her as I ride her, each of my movements sending a ripple effect of pleasure into her body. Her hands are working my breasts and mine hers as my movements become harder and faster, our panting synchronized with the motions of my hips. I can feel that I’m close. I lean down and kiss Alex hard, increasing my movements even more. “I’m gonna come baby. Look at me. Come with me.” I drop my forehead against hers, our eyes locked on each other, our hips pounding together in time, hers bucking up as I slam back onto her. The tremors start to ripple through me and I want to throw my head back and scream, but I force myself to stay draped over Alex with my eyes glued to hers. We explode together, our eyes never breaking contact, even as our bodies cool. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” She smiles up at me, giving me relief.

  “I know.”

  Alexis

  Catherine’s screams pull me from the depths of sleep. I try to sit up but her weight pressed against me keeps me pinned to the bed. A nightmare? Her body is covered in sweat. “No! Alex!” She bolts up off of me her breathing heavy. I switch on the bedside lamp and wrap my arms around her. She jumps at my touch.

  “Shh, baby it’s ok. Just a dream.”

  “Alex?” She whips her body around to face me and pulls me to her tightly, holding on for dear life. Her tears bun hot trails over my shoulder and down my back. I hold her tightly and keep telling her that everything is ok. When her breathing calms and her tears stop I pull her back down to the bed with me, covering her goose flesh covered body with the sheet. I rub my hand over her back with one hand and wipe the tear trail from the side of her face.

  “I lost you.” I look at Catherine confused. “They brought you into the ER after the accident but I lost you.” Tears start spilling onto my breast as Catherine’s emotions take control.

  “Baby I’m right here. You didn’t lose me. Just a bad dream.” I kiss her forehead and pull her tightly against me, doing my best to calm her again.

  “Before you were already dead, I was a wreck and Abby forced me to go to your memorial.” I’m lost again, but I let her tell me in her own time. “When you were in the coma, I had a dream that you were dead and that I lost it at your service because nothing was right.” I want to laugh at how absurd this sounds but refrain. Abby has told me that Catherine was a disaster for days after my accident, her pain isn’t a source of amusement.

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sp; “You didn’t lose me. Unless you tell me to, I’m not going anywhere.” I lightly kiss her lips and run my fingers along her jawline. Even these little intimacies between us awaken the rest of my body. Catherine has an effect on me that I’ve never known before.

  “I used to dream about the first kid I lost during surgery, the one I told you about before. That was bad enough. I’ve never felt sorrow the way I do in the nightmares where I lose you.” I kiss her again. I’m at a loss for what to say. I take her hand and press her fingertips lightly to my lips and then run them along my cheek. Then I move them to my chest and place them over my beating heart.

  “I’m right here with you, safe and alive.” Catherine moves her hand back to my face. Her fingers trace along my jawline as she kisses my chest and then lays her ear against it, listening to my heartbeat.

  “It’s 3:30 am. I’m not going to be able to sleep again.” She lifts her head from my chest and looks at me.

  “What do you normally do when this happens?”

  “Swim, read, something productive.”

  “Ok, well what are you thinking?” I really just want to go back to sleep. Our love making lasted well past the midnight hour and I am still tired.

  “Oh I’m thinking something else entirely.” Catherine has the look in her eyes that I’ve come to know so well these past few days. She slowly inches her way up my body and kisses me, licking my lower lip as she pulls away. The flick of her tongue over my lip sends an adrenaline rush through my body.

  “Now who is the insatiable one?” I ask as I kiss her again. Catherine pries herself from my arms and crosses the room to the closet. We had feasted on one another’s bodies earlier, leaving the toys in their chest. I watch her naked body move with feline grace, curious to see what she will chose. As she makes her way back to me I can see that something has shifted, that her confidence has taken a hit. I reach out to her and pull her back onto the bed with me. “Baby what is it?” Her eyes burn into my soul and then she looks away. I turn her face back to mine, “Talk to me.” I can see the movement of her teeth as she rakes them over her lower lip, one of the few tells she has. She is nervous.

  “It’s just…well…never mind.” I look at her and raise my eyebrows. Catherine is nervous, it seems impossible yet here it is on display before me. “Well I was wondering…do you ever…”

  “Do I ever?”

  “You know…do you ever bottom?” This time I can’t help it and I laugh out loud. Once I regain control of myself I kiss Catherine and lock eyes with her.

  “You were nervous about asking me that?” She chews her lower lip again and looks away. “Ok first I don’t ever want you to be nervous about asking me something. Just ask. Second it depends on the dynamic I guess. I have with some women and not with others. Why? Is that something you want?” Her eyes meet mine and I can see the answer there.

  “Yes. I would at least like to try it, if you are open to it.”

  “On one condition.” Catherine raises a single eyebrow as she tries to assess my thoughts. “I don’t want you to be nervous when it comes to your fantasies or desires. If you want to try something tell me. Think of it like the chest, the worst that will happen is that I will say no.” Catherine smiles and kisses me. I look over to the strap on she has chosen, “Is that the one you want to use?”

  “Yes.” Her breathing is already picking up, her nipples are hard. I can tell she has been thinking about this, wanting this.

  I lean in and whisper “How do you want me?”

  Catherine presses her body against mine, forcing me onto my back. She draws my legs around her hips and trails her fingers over my torso. “I want to watch you.” Her eyes are radiating hunger.

  “That’s my girl.”

  *****

  “Holy shit! That was…I just feel so…I don’t know, powerful I guess.” I can’t help but laugh a little. Catherine scowls, “Was I bad?”

  “I just came four times and you think you were bad?”

  “Oh right.” Catherine’s grin returns and I can’t help but feel the warmth from it spread through my body. “It’s just that you are so fucking good at playing my body. I want to be that good for you.”

  “You have yet to disappoint me.”

  “So would you ever let me blindfold you?”

  “Of course.”

  “Tie you up?”

  “Yes please.”

  “Spank you.”

  “I’ve been a very naughty girl.”

  “Threesome?” I panic, pulling myself off of Catherine to look in her eyes. She laughs at me and strokes my face. “Relax baby, I just wanted to see if you would actually deny me anything. I don’t want anyone else.”

  *****

  “What time are we meeting everyone tonight?”

  “We are supposed to be there no later than 6.”

  “We could just watch the games here…by ourselves.” I grin at Catherine. I know that arguing is futile.

  “We can’t stay holed up here alone forever.”

  “I’m willing to give it a go if you are. Unless you’re bored already.” Catherine laughs and kisses me.

  “Hardly. I’d love it if we could but you know I have to go back to work eventually.”

  “Party pooper.” I start to sulk. I know it is childish and selfish.

  “You’re kinda cute when you pout.”

  “Seriously?”

  “No.” She laughs and kisses me. I love seeing her this relaxed and happy. Her fingers trail along my abdomen, tracing imaginary patterns. “So what are we going to do about work?”

  “How do you want to handle it?”

  “I thought I’d just draft an office memo telling them how often you make me come on a daily basis.”

  “Oh good idea, then you can read it on the overhead paging system in the OR.” We think about it and both dissolve into a fit of laughter.

  “I thought about not telling the partners. It isn’t any of their business.” Catherine sighs and the relaxed mood she was in follows her breath out.

  “Won’t work. We have to tell my supervisors. They will just keep us from scrubbing together. That is all they can do. Doesn’t matter though. Once they know everyone at work will talk and everyone will know, including your partners. You have to tell them.”

  “I plan to. We have a partners meeting every Tuesday morning. I’ll do it then.”

  “It’s going to be fine. Promise me one thing though.”

  “Hmm?”

  “Sunday is naked Sunday, as in if we have to put clothes on to do it, we aren’t doing it.” I can feel Catherine smile against my stomach.

  “Deal. Come on we need to start getting ready.” She grabs my hand and attempts to pull me from the bed.

  “Already? I thought you said six. It’s only two.”

  “I know but we need to take a shower. Could take a while.” I instantly abandon all efforts to resist and obediently follow Catherine into the bathroom.

  *****

  The drone of the alarm Monday morning is perhaps the most evil sound I have ever heard. It signals the end of me having Catherine mostly to myself. While I know it was inevitable, I don’t have to like it.

  “Morning baby.” Catherine sleepily smiles at me, her half lidded blue eyes oozing peace and love. She kisses me softly and lays her head back on my chest. “For the first time in a long time I don’t want to go to work,” she whispers, running her fingers absentmindedly over my hip and up my side.

  “You could call in sick.” She looks at me and I wiggle my eyebrows, giving her my best evil grin.

  “No. Even if I did I would still have to go in tomorrow. You go back to sleep, no need for you to be up too.”

  “Nope, I’m up. I’m going to watch you swim.”

  “You could swim with me.” Catherine gives me a devilish look and my body instantly responds. We had enjoyed the pool together several times during the last week.

  “If I do that you won’t be going to work.”

  Catherin
e swims and I watch. I inexplicably love watching her in the water. Her strong, agile body moving gracefully through the pool, never tiring. The peace she seems to find as she swims. The water as as it parts for her and then moves over her body, the body which I have mapped countless times now. As I sit mesmerized by the flow of water around her, Catherine changes course and slices her way over to where I sit poolside. She lifts herself from the pool, her long arms displaying the unexpected strength that lies within. My breath catches at the site of her body as the water slowly rolls downward and pools at her feet. She pulls off her swim cap and tosses it on the table next to me. Aphrodite stands before me, glistening as the small rivulets trail slowly down her neck and over her breasts. I want to reach out and touch her but know that I can’t, she can’t be late.