Turn Up the Heat

by Randi Alexander

  Her blood flowed hot through her as she eased back to reality and sucked in exhausted breaths. She collapsed onto the blanket, barely feeling the hay poking her skin through the cloth. “Gina. Amazing.”

  Gina eased her fingers out of Mackenzie’s cunt. “Mmm, honey.” She draped her body on top of Mackenzie’s, her face pressed to her back. The contact sent tingles coursing up and down her spine. “That was epic, beautiful girl. Your body is so fucking responsive. I love it.”

  Mackenzie heard the word love. Too sated to over think the meaning, she let it slide out of her consciousness. Within minutes, the world came back into focus.

  The animals shuffled restlessly in their stalls. She chuckled. “I wonder what the horses thought of this.”

  Gina lay on the blanket beside her and gazed into her eyes as she brushed Mackenzie’s hair back from her face. “You didn’t hear them?”

  Chapter Seven

  “No.” Mackenzie rolled over on the blanket, the hay underneath poking her. She glanced at the stalls. All three horses stared at them. “What happened?”

  “When you screamed, they went mad. Snorting and talking horse talk.”

  “Whinnying?”

  Gina laughed. “Yes, whinnying I guess. It was a little frightening, but they calmed down after a few seconds.”

  She pushed up on shaky arms and sat on the bale. “I wonder if they thought I was in trouble.”

  Gina grazed her hand over Mackenzie’s thigh. “They’re probably thinking about stomping on me for hurting you.”

  Mackenzie laughed. “You mean, trampling you? I don’t think so. I have some apple slices in my coat. I’ll let you feed them so they get to know you. You’ll feel more confident when we ride later.”

  “Ride?” Gina stood and held out a hand. “I don’t think I’m ready to get on a horse.”

  Mackenzie accepted her help standing. Walking toward her, she infused a naughty tinge to her smile. “Oh, you’ll ride me, but not my horses?” She walked Gina back a couple steps and pinned her against the wall. Grabbing her hips, Mackenzie rubbed her naked mound against Gina’s, the silk of her bottoms a sexy barrier. “Maybe you’d like me to ride you next?”

  Gina shivered and wrapped both arms around Mackenzie’s neck. “Mmm hmm. But can we go in the house?” She chattered her teeth. “It’s cold in here.”

  Mackenzie laughed and reached for her hat, setting it on Gina’s head. “I’m plenty warm, thanks to you.” She kissed her, savoring her own taste on Gina’s lips, eating up her passionate response.

  The horses nickered, and Mackenzie pulled back. “Okay, let me finish the horses, and we can go inside and find a bed.”

  Gina released her grip on Mackenzie’s neck, sliding her hands down her back and grabbing her ass. “Let’s go to my room. I brought a surprise for you.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

  “Oh, Lord.” Mackenzie picked up the blanket and shook it out. She carefully wrapped it around Gina. “This could get really wild.”

  “Hell, yes!” Gina answered, pulling the blanket tight around herself.

  Mackenzie smiled. Her lover, wearing expensive silk pajamas, a cowgirl hat, Mackenzie’s old boots, and wrapped in a blanket. A dramatic difference from the glamorous television star she’d known in LA.

  “What’s that smile about?” Gina asked.

  Mackenzie lifted her brows. “What would your agent say if she saw you in Wyoming haute couture?”

  Gina held open her blanket and looked down at her boots. “A new reality show in my future? ‘Actress Gone Cowgirl’?” She wrapped the blanket around herself, and said quietly, “I could get used to the cowgirl life.”

  Mackenzie’s heart tripped a couple times. Too soon to even think about that. This was a weekend fling. And while it could happen once in a while in the future, they didn’t need to talk about that now.

  She veered onto a different topic as she found her pajamas and dressed. “I don’t know, Gina. I had a real easy time getting used to LA.” She buttoned her top and watched Gina’s face. “The eccentric people, the parties.” She blew into her cupped hands. “The sunshine. It’s isolated out here. And cold. A lot of hard work.”

  Gina nodded and looked away.

  Had she offended her? Gina couldn’t be thinking about any permanent arrangement. Could she?

  As Gina turned to look at the horses, the bright ceiling light caught her face. A red blush colored her cheeks and neck.

  Mackenzie pulled on her boots and slid into her jacket. “C’mon, city girl,” she said, pulling out the bag of apple slices. “My babies are dying to meet you.”

  Gina met the horses, stroked their noses, and fed them apples, laughing at their mythological names. Mackenzie blazed a trail through the six-inch deep snow back to the house and Gina followed close behind.

  In the entryway, they took off their outerwear, brushing snow off each other. When they stood barefoot in their pajamas, Gina stepped close to Mackenzie, her eyes gleaming with erotic temptation. “My bedroom?”

  Mackenzie’s stomach quivered with excitement as her pussy swelled with anticipation. “Yeah,” she breathed, already picturing them stretched out together, writhing, licking, and sucking each other into spasms of pleasure. She leaned forward and kissed Gina. Taking her hand, she linked their fingers as they walked to the back bedroom.

  Gina opened her door and a blast of heat hit them. She smiled, sheepish. “I turned the heat up a little in here.”

  “I noticed.” They stepped into the room and Mackenzie closed the door. “Are you going for a sauna ambiance?” She laughed.

  Gina wriggled her brows. “You’ll appreciate the heat in a few minutes.” She walked into Mackenzie’s arms. “When we’re naked and sweaty.”

  They kissed, madly, desperately, as they stripped each other and tossed nightclothes around the room. When they were bare, Gina pushed Mackenzie back onto the bed. “Now for your surprise.” She opened the top dresser drawer.

  Wow, Gina had unpacked? Mackenzie just assumed she’d be living out of her suitcase. How long did she plan to stay?

  Gina spun around, two clear plastic boxes in her hands. One held a gigantic purple dildo about the size of two real-life penises molded together. The other box contained a pair of something she didn’t recognize. Reading the box, Mackenzie’s eyes opened wide. Nipple clamps?

  Mackenzie’s mouth formed a surprised “O” as she blinked. She could imagine a dozen naughty uses for these two items. A surge of lust swamped her and she bit her lip, her eyelids drooping in need. “For me?”

  Gina walked forward and bumped her knees against Mackenzie’s. “Greedy girl, whose turn is it?”

  Mackenzie swallowed and admitted, “Yours.” She ran her hands up Gina’s slender hips to her waist. “But I want sloppy seconds.”

  Gina laughed and tossed the boxes on the bed. Climbing up, she knelt on each side of Mackenzie’s thighs. She put her hands on Mackenzie’s shoulders. “It’s going to be sloppy all right.” Her voice deepened, raspy like raw silk. “Feel how wet I am for you already.”

  Mackenzie’s pussy clenched as she slid her hand over Gina’s bare slit. Her fingers spread Gina’s natural lubricant across her soft, hot lips, and she smelled the musky honey of her lover’s arousal. Mackenzie positioned a finger at Gina’s opening, pushing her finger in while her mouth latched on to her tight little nipple.

  Gina’s nails dug into Mackenzie’s shoulders, the sting burying Mackenzie deeper into her blurry world of pleasure.

  Mackenzie withdrew and circled her finger over Gina’s clit.

  Gina’s body shuddered and she sucked in a breath.

  Mackenzie wrapped her lips around her other nipple and slid two fingers into Gina’s snug channel.

  “Ahh,” Gina groaned. “How do you make me so crazy?”

  Mackenzie released her nipple with a smacking sound and pulled her finger from between her legs. “Let’s see what these do for you.” She picked up the box of nipple clamps.

 
Gina sat back, her bare bottom resting on Mackenzie’s thighs. Her juicy, warm flesh searing her skin where it touched her, making her hungry for a taste.

  Mackenzie removed the clamps from the box and inspected them, opening and closing one on her pinky finger. “You’ve used these before?”

  Gina tipped her head. “You haven’t?”

  Mackenzie shrugged. “I’ve lead a pretty uneventful life.” She kissed the swell of Gina’s breast. “Until I met you.”

  “Am I the naughtiest thing you’ve ever done?” Gina wiggled her bare ass against Mackenzie’s legs.

  “Hell, yeah. By a longshot, baby.” She worked the clamps and smiled. “Are you ready for this?”

  Gina grabbed the quilt on each side of her calves and braced herself. She took a few deep breaths. “Okay. Do me.”

  Mackenzie wrapped her hand gently around Gina’s left breast. She tweaked her nipple, although it was already hard as marble. Mackenzie opened the clamp and pinched it on the rosy bud.

  Gina’s body jerked and she whimpered quietly.

  Mackenzie found herself squinting, imagining the pain. Within seconds Gina circled her hips and moaned, “Fuck. That feels good. Do the other one.”

  Mackenzie flooded with passion, hot, wet, and heavy settling in her pussy.

  Holding Gina’s right breast, Mackenzie opened the second clamp and caught her nipple in it.

  Gina jerked in merciless spasms, her head thrown back, holding the quilt with white-knuckled fists.

  Mackenzie eased Gina back onto the bed, arranging her with her legs spread, knees up. She opened the second box and pulled out the dildo and lubricant.

  Gina writhed, obviously enjoying the pain of the clamps. Mackenzie couldn’t wait for her turn. She slapped the big, jiggly penis against Gina’s thigh. “Are you ready for this?”

  Gina’s eyes opened and she smiled. “Do me.”

  Mackenzie’s hips jerked with desire as she rolled the big cock down Gina’s thigh, across her mound, and halfway up her other thigh. She repeated the motion twice, until Gina slapped her legs together, trapping the big dong at her pussy.

  “Mackenzie, you tease.” Gina circled her hips and Mackenzie’s hand brushed against her wet, silky lips.

  “Woman. You’re so hot.” The accidental touch of her lover’s pussy had Mackenzie’s breath panting in and out of her lungs.

  Gina dropped her legs open wide. “Make me come.”

  Mackenzie slid the cock’s head down Gina’s slit and back up, circling it on her clit.

  Gina arched up and thrashed her head from side to side.

  “You like that, sexy baby?” Mackenzie whispered, thrilled with the power she held, able to make Gina lose control.

  “Mmm.” It came out a pained, begging whine.

  She eased the head of the dildo down until it slipped into Gina’s tight opening. They didn’t need the lube. Gina’s pussy dripped cream, her outer labia glistening with her juices.

  Mackenzie smeared Gina’s honey along the length of the rubber dong. She eased it in, slowly stretching Gina, opening her to take it all. Pushed an inch inside, backed out half an inch, and repeated until nearly all of the toy was in Gina’s slit.

  “I want more. Give me all of it.” Gina cried.

  Mackenzie looked at the two inches of cock still outside her cunt. She imagined how the huge toy would fill and satisfy Gina, and wanted her lover to experience that perfect high at her hands. Gently working it in and out, she pushed it inside a centimeter at a time until Gina’s body accommodated it all.

  “I can feel it, “Gina growled, “all the way to my belly. Perfect, Mackenzie. Fuck me, sweet girl. Fuck me with your nasty cock.”

  Gina’s words tuned into something inside Mackenzie, something that made her possessive, dominant, wanting to give her lover the ride of her life. She ached to keep this experience for the two of them only. As she slid the dildo in and out, the juicy sounds of Gina’s cunt and the mouthwatering smell of her arousal drove Mackenzie crazy with her own need. She slid her other hand to Gina’s clit and pinched lightly.

  “Uh…Uh…Now, Mackenzie. Remove the clamps!” Her cry punctuated her arching off the bed, her entire body shaking, a sheen of sweat coating her skin.

  Mackenzie kept up the motion of the dildo and reached to open the nipple clamps.

  A high-pitched scream pierced the air as her lover’s head thrashed from side to side. Color flooded her body, turning her olive skin pink. Her long, perfect torso arched tighter, every muscle rigid.

  Mackenzie rubbed Gina’s clit, her own nub pulsing with the rush of her heartbeat through her cunt. Holding her breath, she studied every beautiful response Gina experienced. She’d never forget the way she felt as she watched her lover come. Emotional, teary. Overwhelmed with tenderness.

  Gina shook and cried, her core convulsing, squeezing the dildo until it nearly came out into Mackenzie’s hand. With a sigh, Gina collapsed on the bed, panting and smiling. Mackenzie eased the slick dildo out of Gina’s beautiful cunt. She crawled up and kissed her, cupping her cheek with her palm, amazed at Gina’s intense response. Amazed at her own life-altering reaction to this beautiful woman’s sensuality.

  Their tongues brushed, and Gina sucked Mackenzie’s into her mouth, fluttering tiny strokes along its length. Mackenzie took the lead, nibbling and flicking, pouring all her desire for this woman into deep, pure passion. Spiking Mackenzie’s need for another orgasm, but wanting even more to pleasure Gina again and again until she begged for rest.

  Mackenzie trailed kisses and bites down Gina’s throat, down her neck to the curve of her tight little breasts. Her nipples had to be sensitive. Mackenzie licked one gently and blew on it to ease its torment.

  Gina gasped and writhed. “Yes, perfect.”

  Mackenzie treated her other breast to the same sweet ministration. She lay on top of Gina, kissing the undersides of her breasts, licking and blowing. Her kisses trailed lower until her tongue darted into her belly button and circled. She thrust in and out, the same motion as the rubber cock had slid in and out.

  Gina grabbed Mackenzie’s hair. “Beautiful Mackenzie. What are you doing to me?”

  Mackenzie playfully grabbed Gina’s hand from her hair, grabbed the other hand, and held her wrists tightly beside Gina’s hips. “I’m going to lick your clit. Lick your creamy pussy lips. I’m going to tongue fuck you, then move back to your clit and make you come again for me.” Her words made her own pussy clench with excitement.

  Gina’s body spasmed. “Yes. I could come for you right now. Just your voice makes me want to…”

  Mackenzie pressed her mouth to the hood where Gina’s clit hid. She nuzzled her way inside and found the hard little bud. Sucking it into her mouth, she hummed, giving Gina’s clit a buzz. Holding her lover’s hands immobile, she luxuriated in the power she had over her, the instinctive ability to understand Gina’s body and how to make it explode under her tongue.

  She lapped and nipped, circled and drew a figure-eight. She’d never wanted anyone the way she wanted Gina. Somehow she knew this was unique and rare, not likely to happen more than once in a lifetime.

  Gina came, quickly this time, closing her thighs around Mackenzie’s head, keeping her captive while she humped Mackenzie’s face, thrusting her sweet, pointy clit into her mouth. Gina’s wordless cries echoed in the room, slowly quieting as her legs shook and fell to the side.

  Mackenzie kissed every inch of Gina’s soft, dark lips before easing up the bed into her lover’s arms.

  Gina kissed Mackenzie, her tongue stroking over her lips. “I can taste myself on you.”

  Mackenzie’s pussy responded with quick little pulses as Gina lapped slowly across her mouth.” You are delicious.” Against her lips, she felt Gina smile.

  “Thank you. It was incredible.”

  Mackenzie snuggled in, her head on Gina’s shoulder, her arm around her ribs, and one leg thrown over her lover’s legs. “I could stay like this all day.”

  Gin
a kissed the top of her head, a gesture so sweetly affectionate, Mackenzie couldn’t draw in breath. “We can stay like this all day.”

  Mackenzie’s eyes dropped closed, close to sleep. “Can’t. Gotta exercise the horses before I work tonight.”

  “I don’t think I can help with the horses, but I’d like to go to work with you. I’m dying to see your restaurant.”

  Mackenzie shrugged, too tired to contemplate why Gina, spokesperson for the finest restaurants in LA, would want to see The Cowboy Café in nowhereville, Wyoming. She let herself drift off in the arms of her lover, in a steamy room that smelled of sex and satisfaction and something else. Something Mackenzie couldn’t name, but had a great deal to do with the pleasant ache around her heart.

  Chapter Eight

  They slept until ten that morning. After breakfast, Mackenzie convinced Gina to slip into one of her snowsuits and a pair of riding boots and get on a horse. Gina seemed skittish, but once Mackenzie had her up on Isis’ back, and had promised her that she’d hang on tight to the reins, Gina relaxed and enjoyed the slow ride through the wooded acreage.

  The snow had stopped, but clouds still hung low. They reined to a stop at the border of Mackenzie’s property that abutted state rangeland. After securing the horses, Mackenzie taught Gina how to roll snow people, and they made effigies of each other. The snow woman Gina made to look like Mackenzie had gigantic breasts. Gina’s figure ended up over seven feet tall.

  They laughed as they hid behind their creations and threw snowballs at each other. When the clouds parted, Gina turned to see the sun shining on the white peaks of the Bighorn Mountains. She squealed and pointed. “Look at that! It’s so beautiful.”

  Mackenzie walked up behind Gina and pulled her close, both of them facing the mountain. “Magnificent, isn’t it. We’ll sleep upstairs in my bedroom tonight. Tomorrow morning you’ll see the mountains as the sun comes up over them.”

  Gina leaned back into Mackenzie’s arms. “It sounds like heaven.” She took off her loaner cowgirl hat and tipped up her face as the bright noon sun warmed them through a break in the clouds.