by Harper Bliss
“She doesn’t look at me with the same eyes as you do.” Alex's foot found Maddie’s under the table. “Her intentions are more honourable.”
“Would you care to explain what might not be honourable about this appreciative glance?” Maddie’s exaggerated fluttering of eyelids and licking of lips made Alex grin.
“Not enough words in a dictionary for that.” Alex had kicked off her flip-flop and ran a toe over Maddie’s open-shoed foot. “Anyway, she’d rather have me wither away in some dull physics lab than do what I love. Same old song and dance.” Alex was getting agitated and, to Maddie’s dismay, had withdrawn her foot.
“Physics lab?” Maddie couldn’t connect the dots. “It would be a crime against humanity to hide that shoulder line under a lab coat.” Alex was wearing a white tank top again. She must have a few shelves reserved in her wardrobe for them, if not all. The memory of Alex lifting her tank top over her back the other night slammed into Maddie’s mind again, resulting in a moist tingle between her legs.
“I have a Master’s in Physics. An education my parents paid for, with the single hope of getting a great return on their investment.”
Full of surprises, Maddie thought. So much to learn. “You’re a brainiac, then. Not just a hot bod. Colour me impressed.”
“For someone with such a high-up corporate job, you have surprisingly basic language skills.” Alex bored her black eyes into Maddie’s, which only intensified the sensation between Maddie’s legs.
“I’ll readily admit my brain function is a bit stumped at the moment. An event for which you are entirely responsible.”
Alex's foot was back on Maddie’s, her toe snaking up Maddie’s calf. “Feeling frisky, Madison?” She bit her bottom lip after she asked the question, while keeping her gaze on Maddie.
“Does this count as our second date?” Maddie caught Alex's foot under the table and tickled its sole. “Because I sure hope you put out on the third.”
ALEX
“You haven’t fucked her yet?” Nat was sprawled out in the sofa, one leg dangling over the back rest, the other stretched out in front of her, a battered paperback resting in her lap. “What is wrong with you, Pizza?”
Alex knew this conversation was inevitable. Just as she knew Nat was joking. “Sod off, Orange. We’re not all sluts like you.” She sat down on the arm rest of the sofa, her bare feet planted on the bottom cushion. “What surprises me is that you haven’t put the moves on the fair lady Isabella yet.”
“Why on earth would I do that?” Nat pulled a grossed out face. “She’s hardly my type.”
“Oh, sure.” Alex kicked Nat gently against the shin with the side of her foot. “And everything you say always corresponds exactly with how you feel.”
“One shrink in the building is enough, thank you very much. If I need some analysing, I’ll go two floors up.” Nat bounced Alex's foot back.
“There’s an idea.” The arrival of a text message made Nat’s phone buzz. She reached for it on the coffee table. Probably the arrangement of another meaningless date.
“Excuse me, but I don’t seem to have planned time in my busy schedule for moralising.” Nat glued her eyes to the screen of her phone, her face lighting up at what she saw. She looked up briefly. “Don’t you have a date to get ready for? Armpits to shave?”
“I got them lasered.” Alex kicked Nat in the shin again, a bit harder this time.
“Just get laid tonight, please. I’m tired of living with your dryness.”
Nat was right. Alex did have a date to get ready for. The fourth date to be exact. If a quick drink—in a public place—after last night’s body combat class counted as the third.
“Don’t wait up tonight.” She rose from the sofa and jumped off while winking at Nat.
Alex wouldn’t call herself prudish, just careful. She wanted nothing more than to dive between the sheets with Maddie, but it was her nature to always think one step ahead. She probably got it from her ever-prudent mother, who did nothing without serious risk calculation first.
Alex was not a cheap thrill chaser like Nat. The only reason she went all the way with someone was because she had a serious interest in them. She didn’t adhere to the let’s-see-where-it-goes philosophy so many people in this town believed in. It was either the real deal, or it wasn’t. Maddie could be the real deal.
Deciding to be adventurous, Alex opted for a navy tank top, an extra tight one. She wasn’t fooling herself. Tonight would be the night. She’d been dreaming about it for weeks. Maddie’s hands all over her, Maddie’s fingers inside of her. If she had to be alone with Maddie one more time without touching every little bit of her, certain body parts might spontaneously self-combust. She was ready.
Half an hour later, she knocked on Maddie’s door, a bottle of Perrier in each hand.
“Hey, neighbour.” Maddie leaned against the door jamb and looked her over. “Need a cup of sugar?”
“If that’s what you want to call it.” She held up the two bottles. “I suggest we stay sober tonight.”
Maddie pulled her in by her arms, shut the door and pressed her against it. “I suggest we skip the eating and drinking part altogether.” They stood at the same height and Maddie pinned her banker stare on Alex.
“I usually wouldn’t advise such madness, but I’ll make an exception just this once.” Alex still clutched the two bottles of sparkling water in her hands, preventing her from touching Maddie.
“I won’t tell anyone.” Maddie traced a finger along her jawline before letting it plunge down to her collar bone. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
“Oh yeah?” Alex inhaled Maddie’s scent.
Maddie inched closer until her lips almost touched Alex's. “Any objections?”
“Can you do it a little faster? Or are you feeling your age?”
“I’ll make you pay for that remark one day.” Maddie’s fingers curled around Alex's neck.
“I look forward to it.”
Maddie shot her a sly grin, one that promised certain things Alex would surely agree with. Then, at last, she planted her lips on Alex's mouth.
Alex still couldn’t touch Maddie without dropping the glass bottles and she got the distinct impression Maddie got a kick out of being in control like that. Then again, Alex hadn’t expected anything else. It was a huge part of her attraction to Maddie.
“Let me take these. At my age, you can’t expect me to do all the work.” Last night, at the bar, Maddie had revealed her age. Her ID card said she was forty, but she certainly looked much younger. They’d cracked jokes about it the rest of the evening.
Maddie liberated her from the bottles of Perrier and put them on the nearest surface she could find, a hallway cabinet.
“I’ve been here five minutes and we haven’t made it further than the hall. How on earth will you ever get me into your bedroom at this pace?” Alex quipped.
“Like this.” Maddie grabbed her by the hand and dragged her through the hallway, across the living room and into her bedroom. “Fast enough for you?”
“You must have been working out.” Maddie pushed her against the door, against her bedroom door this time. Alex had to gasp for air for a split second. She was finally here.
“Correct. The instructor is so hot. I just can’t stay away.”
Maddie kissed her again and this time Alex didn’t waste any time ruffling her fingers through Maddie’s hair, along her neck, her sides.
“I want you so much,” she whispered in Maddie’s ear while she kissed her neck.
MADDIE
Maddie couldn’t believe Alex would finally be hers. Her knees buckled at the magnitude of the thought. She’d known her for how long? A few weeks? Of which they didn’t speak for three… and already it felt like so much longer. This was not just a dalliance against her office door. The woman gasping between her arms, responding to every little flick of her fingers, was available, gay and heartstoppingly beautiful.
The door. That was what was wrong with this
picture. As if a door was to Maddie what a bed was to every other normal human being.
“I want you too,” she hissed in Alex's ear and ushered her away from the door. This occasion, more than any other, deserved a bed.
Their arms tangling up, they stumbled further into the room. Maddie wanted to tear Alex's clothes off and bury her fingers inside of her, but at the same time she needed to savour this moment, draw it out so as to have more to hold on to later. They were making a memory for the ages, Maddie was certain of that.
Alex's fingers were in her hair, intertwining themselves with strands of blond locks. She exhaled soft moans driving Maddie to early ecstasy. Maddie deliberately tempered her movements, which had become too frantic too quickly. She broke from their lip lock and scanned Alex's face. All she saw was pure want, raw desire, her eyes darker than Maddie had ever seen them, blazing with need. Going slow would be a challenge.
Without taking her eyes off Alex's face, Maddie trailed her right hand along her neck, over her collar bone and in between her breasts. She’d only inadvertently touched them, but now, she’d do much more than touch. She let her hand glide all the way down Alex's top and slid a finger under. Rock hard abs responded to her touch. They both inhaled sharply, craving more oxygen to process this desire.
“Take it off.” Alex's voice came out in stutters. Even saying only three words seemed too much. Maddie feared she’d lost the ability to speak altogether the moment she’d laid hands on Alex's belly.
Slowly, she eased Alex's tank top up, revealing her copper-skinned abdomen inch by inch. Maddie felt heat pool in her core. And she hadn’t gotten to the best bit yet. Her hands arrived at Alex's bra, which, much to her surprise, was a sexy number in black lace—in all honesty, Maddie had expected a sports bra. Clearly, Alex had dressed for the occasion.
Alex lifted her arms and Maddie pulled the tank top over her head. Alex in a tank top had always been a glorious sight, but Alex in a black lace bra was a whole new story. Just like her eyes, the black of the fabric contrasted with the ochre colour of her skin. For once, Maddie was happy to admit she was suffering from a serious case of yellow fever.
Alex reached for Maddie. She didn’t practice the same amount of patience and tugged feverishly at the buttons of her blouse. Maddie put her hands on Alex's to steady her grip. Together, they undid her blouse until it slid to the floor where it crumpled into a white silk puddle.
Maddie took the lead and edged another step closer to the bed. Alex followed swiftly and Maddie eased her down. She lowered herself onto the bed and slid next to Alex. Their bra-clad breasts touched as Maddie pressed her body against Alex's and their lips found each other again.
Maddie fondled the cup of Alex's bra. It wasn’t enough. She curled a finger underneath and found Alex's nipple. It stood tall and crunched upwards at her touch. She pulled down the cup, exposing Alex’s nipple. Eager to taste the perky, dark bud, Maddie tore her mouth away from Alex's lips.
Alex groaned as Maddie’s tongue made contact. A sound so guttural it connected with Maddie’s pussy instantly, releasing a fresh wave of heat to rush through her. Maddie pushed herself up to free Alex's other nipple, baring it so she could taste it on her hungry lips.
“Jesus,” Alex sighed, her fingers laced through Maddie’s hair, her head thrown back into the pillows.
Maddie sucked and nibbled on Alex's nipples, and, before heading south, grazed them with her teeth, which coaxed an even louder moan from Alex's mouth.
Tracing a moist path with her lips to Alex's belly button, Maddie slipped her fingers under the waistband of Alex's jeans. Alex's body tensed at her touch there. She reacted by pushing her pelvis upwards.
Exercising a restraint she normally wouldn’t bother with—when you’re fucking someone in your office, speed is always of the essence—she only undid Alex's button and left the zipper nicely done up. It was enough to give her lips and tongue access to Alex's lower abdomen, that delicious part of her body gradually disappearing into her underwear.
“You’re driving me insane.” Alex shoved Maddie’s head down, as if that would make her put her tongue where it mattered sooner. Instead, Maddie let a finger slip in between Alex's legs. Even through the thick fabric of her jeans, she could feel a warm glow. It was practically a crime against humanity to not set her free from these trousers.
“I’ve only just started.” Maddie sat up and locked eyes with Alex. She brought her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. She waited a few seconds before lowering it off her body, three seconds in which she drove Alex a little bit crazier. She lay there panting, her lips parted and her eyes glinting with hunger, incapacitated. Quickly, Maddie removed her own pants, leaving her underwear, before going to work on Alex.
As slow as she could muster, Maddie unzipped Alex's jeans. Gradually pushing them over her hipbones and revealing Alex's toned legs. Alex's underwear matched the black lace of her already discarded bra, reaffirming to Maddie she had come here for one thing only.
ALEX
Sweat prickled Alex's overheated skin and her clit was about to burst out of her undies. Maddie crouched half-naked in front of her, her breasts creamy-white and delicious, her panties looking about ready to be ripped off. For someone with such stamina, someone trained to perspire for hours, Alex had been reduced to a paralysed bundle of desire quite quickly—and efficiently. Alex liked a woman who knew what she was doing. A woman who teased her and took control in the bedroom. She suspected a high level of sexual compatibility between Maddie and her. Those bossy banker types were always the same, which is why Alex found them so hard to resist.
Alex's breath quickened—nearly stopped in her throat—as Maddie trailed her fingers along the seam of her panties. Juices gathered where Maddie’s hands stalled, circling above the fabric. These panties would be ruined, but Alex couldn’t care less. She’d only bought them for tonight. She was more the comfortable boy shorts type, anyway.
Maddie’s finger slipped under now, just one, exploring the wetness pooling between her legs. Alex dug her nails into the mattress, fearing she may not be able to stand this tension any longer. She was sure one expertly placed flick would be all it took. She was also sure Maddie would postpone that as long as possible.
At last, Maddie tugged at the waistband of her panties. Alex pushed her bottom up to give Maddie better access—anything to speed up this sensually torturous process. And there she lay, all naked and on display for this woman who’d gotten her into this blissful state. Panting. Ready. Limp and damp.
Alex hoped Maddie would remove her own underwear as well. She didn’t have it in her to reach over and take them off. Gravity seemed to work against her. And lust. She was floored by lust. Floored by the desire to have Maddie inside of her. Not long now. That recurring dream was about to come true.
Maddie didn’t slip out of her undies, instead she poured her body over Alex's useless limbs. Their nipples met and fire soared through Alex's flesh. Maddie’s knee rested inches from her throbbing clit.
They lost themselves in a passionate kiss, tongues probing and exploring, skating over lips. Maddie’s knee was on her now, pushing into her and Alex couldn’t help but rub herself against it. Sparks rushed up her spine as she felt her dampness spread on Maddie’s skin.
Maddie shifted her body weight to one side, resting on her left elbow, and releasing the pressure her knee was applying. Her mouth was drawn into a confident smirk—one that said, I’ll fuck you now.
With her gaze firmly pinned on Alex, Maddie brought two fingers two Alex's mouth. Instinctively, Alex parted her lips and let them slip in. She licked Maddie’s fingers while drowning in the light grey of her eyes, more juices leaking from her aching pussy as a result. As far as foreplay went, she was done.
As soon as Maddie retracted her fingers, Alex swallowed and said, “Fuck me now. Please.” Her eyes pleading, her body trembling.
Maddie responded by narrowing her eyes and broadening the smirk on her face. She traced her wet finger
s over Alex's nipple on their way down, slip-sliding them over her belly.
Alex spread her legs wider in anticipation. With the back of her hand, Maddie stroked her pubes and dipped lower, not really touching her nether lips yet, just brushing them. Alex's body reacted nonetheless, her muscles flexing and her breath hitching in her throat.
Maddie’s eyes were still pinned on her, reading her, scanning her face. Alex had trouble keeping her eyes open—lust tugging her eyelids shut—but she kept her gaze on Maddie, not wanting to miss any emotion displayed on her face.
Then, there it was. A finger gliding along her lips, sailing through her wetness. Tentative at first, as if wanting to acquaint itself, but then, suddenly, it was inside. Alex gripped the sheets between her fingers and buried her toes in the mattress. It was just one finger, but it was almost too much.
“Oh,” she moaned, and in between the fluttering of her lashes, she witnessed how Maddie’s smirk shifted from confident to sentimental, from wide to narrow. Maddie added another finger and started moving inside of her, fucking her. Stars started exploding on the back of Alex's half-closed eyelids. She wouldn’t last long. She already felt it build in her belly. That fire. The big swell of a wave. Tingling through her, sparking colours in front of her eyes.
Maddie owned her in that moment, she had her. Alex didn’t give herself that easily, but she had done it now. Beyond the point of no return.
“You’re so gorgeous.” Maddie’s voice was close when she said it. Her lips grazing Alex's ear. “I’m going to fuck you all night long.”
Alex could only whimper, and tremble at Maddie’s fingertips. And surrender. And agree. The fire intensified, picking up speed as it spread through her muscles. Alex pushed her groin into Maddie’s fingers, wanting more—all—of her.
Maddie’s face wasn’t close to hers anymore when Alex opened her eyes next. It hovered over her hand, the one she was using to fuck Alex. Maddie’s tongue brushed her clit, the roaring centre of the fire swirling over her body, back and forth. She flicked once, and the wave started crashing into Alex. Seizing her. Dipping her under. Another flick and the wave took her. Everything collapsed in her brain and in her belly and in her cunt. One more flick and Alex was done. Spent. The stars falling from the black sky on her eyelids. The walls of her pussy contracting around Maddie’s fingers, as if wanting to keep them there forever. The tingles in her belly erupting into a symphony of fireworks.