Jump Then Fall

by Sarah Sanders

  Ika was eating very little, delighting in watching Ree so thoroughly enjoying the meal, serving her, making sure that her plate was filled at all times. Her eyes held wonder when she looked at Ree. And each time their eyes met, she felt like she melted.

  “If they have this kind of Italian food available, why don’t they just put it in their menu?” Ree questioned, finally finishing her meal. One more bite and she’d burst.

  “They don’t,” Ika said.

  “Huh? I don’t understand that statement at all.”

  “I cooked it for you,” Ika blushed.

  Ree’s face was a tornado of emotions…shock, gratitude, happiness, thrill, admiration, delight, adoration, exhilaration, appreciation, elation, awe, awkwardness, entrancement, passion, infatuation, astonishment, amazement, hunger…and surprisingly shyness. It eventually settled into one expression of being completely overwhelmed.

  If Ika cooked all this, it meant she had spent the whole afternoon and evening in the kitchen. She must’ve really been extremely persuasive to be allowed to use the kitchen. She must’ve somehow been able to enlist help from the chef. It also meant that she had taken a trip to the mainland to get all the ingredients. It meant she had literally slaved.

  Ree opened her mouth and shut it…multiple times.

  Ika smiled at her with affectionate amusement and raised her eyebrows.

  “Thank you,” was all Ree could manage finally, in a voice fraught with a million emotions. “Thank you,” she said again, her eyes getting a little moist.

  Ika moved to her, sat in her lap, hugged her and wiped her eyes gently, “Over-reaction, Ree,” softly…lovingly.

  Ree just hugged her close.

  So this is what love felt like. It was a feeling of being protected, of protectiveness, of being happy, of wanting to make someone happy, of wanting to do things for them, of wanting to take care of them, of surrendering to them, of being completely owned by them, of owning them. It made you feel invincible, euphoric, excited, free, floating…infinite.

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  “Summer or winter?” They were lying on the chaise tangled together. Ika’s head on Ree’s shoulder, one leg slung over her as Ree’s hand played between her legs…stroking, pinching, caressing, fondling, squeezing, drawing circles around her clit and opening, letting the tip of her finger enter in and swirl there as Ika got so wet that she was dripping…the other hand holding her close. Ika’s hand was inside Ree’s t-shirt caressing her skin along her waist…and much to Ika’s gleeful wonder she could feel Ree’s very skin responding to her touch.

  “Monsoon,” Ree replied. “Something just so romantic about the rains. You?”

  “Summer…and the rains too.”

  “Books or movies?”

  “Mostly books…movies based on books just don’t do them justice. But then there are some like Fault in Our Stars which really captured the book. But otherwise I love movies too. Beaches or hills?”

  “Beaches. Classical or Billboard Top 100?”

  “Depends on my mood…there are times when I even like punk rock. Booker nominees or bestsellers?”

  “Young Adult,” was Ree’s surprising choice. “Harry Potter or Twilight series?”

  “Tough one…they are too different from each other. So both. Hunger Games or Divergent?”

  “Hunger Games, hands down. That got me into dystopian fiction. Fruits or juices?”

  “Juices. Thai or Italian?” Ika teased, and Ree laughed and kissed her. And their mood shifted as the kiss deepened.

  “Ree, you either need to...” kiss, “…stop playing,” kiss, “…inside my cunt…” kiss, “…and with my clit…” kiss, “…or fuck me now.”

  Ika’s easy use of crude vulgarities did viciously delicious things to Ree creating uncontrollable urges and she slipped a finger inside Ika. Ika sighed, “Yessssssssss,” and her hips started writhing involuntarily.

  Ree curled her finger inside Ika and concentrated on stroking the inner wall while flicking her clit and Ika twitched uncontrollably, muttering incomprehensible sexiness.

  Ree pressed her clit firmly and Ika shimmered into an orgasm, biting down hard on Ree’s neck.

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  “Do you like tiramisu?” Ika asked as they walked back towards Ree’s room which now was ‘home’ in her mind. Ika’s arm was wrapped around Ree’s waist, Ree had her arm slung over Ika’s shoulder and was fondling her breast.

  “Love it.”

  “I wanted to make that too, but didn’t have enough time,” a tad regretfully.

  Ree stopped. She turned towards Ika and held her face between her hands. “Babe, what you did today is the single most precious thing anyone has ever done for me. Before this, the only other exquisite gifts I’ve received have also all been only from you. Each second you spend with me…each time we touch…each time you come when you’re with me.”

  Ika blushed fiercely. “I still owe you dessert,” she promised, eyes wide, dark and smouldering.

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  Ree brushed, changed and came into the room to find Ika sitting on the bed completely nude…back resting against pillows arranged against the headboard, legs crossed, one small yellow light giving mood illumination to the room.

  When she saw Ree come in, Ika opened her legs. She folded her knees, spreading her legs wide, opening herself to Ree. She reached both hands between her legs, opened her swollen lips with her fingers, unveiling to Ree her throbbing, swollen bud and slick wetness.

  “Dessert,” she whispered in the sexiest sound that Ree had ever heard, driving her completely crazy. One second she was across the room and the next she was between Ika’s thighs.

  “Oh God, Ree…I’m on fire and dripping wet there, you’ll probably get cooked in the heat and the gravy,” she said, moaning.

  Ika’s unexpected dirty talk always pushed Ree over the edge. Dirty talk. Slutty behaviour. Could Ika be any more perfect! Ree laved, sucked, licked and worshipped the woman she loved… yes, LOVED…Ree acknowledged once again that she was totally, hopelessly and irrevocably in love with Ika. The knowledge made her lick faster and deeper.

  Ika was palpitating and pulsating, tossing and arching…mumbling, groaning, screaming as she wrapped her legs around Ree’s shoulders, tightening her thighs around her head and came in one huge orgasm after another.

  Ree chewed Ika’s clit with her lips and Ika squealed as she convulsed uncontrollably and the sheets got completely drenched before Ree could start licking her cum.

  Breathing heavily, Ree came up from between Ika’s legs, moving up as Ika slid down…meeting on the pillow and entwining themselves together.

  A long while later…

  “Ree…” barely a whisper.

  “Hmmm…”

  “Promise not to get weirded out…”

  “Promise.”

  “Ree…” Ika paused and rubbed her nose against Ree’s shoulder, not quite certain how to say the words that were itching to get out of her.

  “Tell me, baby,” gently, brushing back the hair that had fallen over Ika’s forehead.

  “I love you, Ree,” very, very softly…immediately hiding her face in the crook of Ree’s neck.

  Ika felt Ree shiver at the words as her arms tightened around the younger girl. She heard Ree’s heart beating so hard that would probably burst.

  “Ika.”

  Deeper burrowing.

  “Baby, I need to look at you.”

  Pressing further into her.

  Ree kissed Ika on the top of her head. “Ika, really…I need to see you.”

  Ika moved her head out a little and looked at Ree from under her lashes…a look that always…always…grabbed Ree’s heart. Her eyes were timid. Venerable. Uncertain. Yearning.

  “I love you too…in fact, I am so in love with you that my life has literally come to a standstill. Ther
e is not yesterday, today or tomorrow for me…there is only you. Every single moment of my life…every single person and relationship of my life…everything is contained in you, babe. I love you,” Ree’s voice broke with the weight of her emotion and sincerity as she uttered the three words that were threatening to choke her unless she got them out.

  Ika smiled. And smiled. And smiled…like her face was going to split into two. She raised her arms and put them around Ree’s neck.

  They moved in unspoken synchronisation till Ree was on her back and Ika was lying on completely on top of her…kissing…some more…and then some more.

  Some moments and emotions don’t have words.

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  This time when they got together, they made love.

  Through the night.

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  Day 3

  It was six-forty five in the morning and Ika was once again racing across the resort, footwear in hand. Today the team meeting was at seven-thirty, so she was still in time.

  They’d actually got up before five in the morning after a very brief nap…but then just celebrated their love talking, making love, talking some more…and then making love a lot more.

  Ika felt that she was flying instead of running.

  “Good morning Giga,” she sang as she entered their shared room.

  “Can you please turn down the brightness,” Gigi grumbled, “You’re all lit up like the bloody sun.”

  Gigi looked at Ika…really looked. “Wait…what are you wearing….this is not what I saw you in when the show started.”

  Ika grinned and winked at her going to her cupboard to get her clothes for the day.

  “Ika, get that shit-eating grin off your face! This is the second night in a row that you’ve not come back. I love that you’re having fun…and that you’re really, really enjoying it, but I need to talk to you. Sit down, will you?”

  Ika sat on her bed, one leg dangling down, the other folded on the bed and she pulled a pillow onto her lap. “Go.”

  Gigi sat in front of her mirroring her posture (minus the pillow) and held her upper arms.

  “What’s with the holding, Gig? I’m not going to get up and go away or attack you,” Ika laughed.

  “No, but you look like you might float away. Ika, you’re giddy…totally giddy. I’ve never seen you…scratch that…anyone like this…ever.”

  Ika grinned.

  “Is it someone from Translink?”

  “Maybe.”

  “Ika, if it is someone from Translink…and if you’re spending nights in his room, it means that that person has single occupancy.” Ika noted the use of the male pronoun but decided that this was not the best time to come out to her friend and let it pass. For now.

  “So?”

  “Only the top brass has single occupancy, girl. One that means they are not single in real life. Two, it means you’re probably way over your head here. Three, it is most likely that this won’t last beyond this week.”

  “Why are you telling me this?” Gigi’s words grated on every fear and insecurity that Ika had. While she was completely flowing with what was happening between her and Ree, she was terrified that it was just a holiday fling for Ree. That it was all going to end as soon as they left the island. And the possibility was killing her. She saw her forever in Ree and didn’t know how it could happen. Or what Reef let about them.

  “I care about you, Iké. Be careful. Have fun if you want to, but don’t get into the deep, emotionally.”

  “I heard you. Now can I get ready?”

  “Your tone is snapping at me. Ika, I mean well.”

  “Okay, I get it. What if I tell you I don’t care if my heart is blown into a million shreds? Giga, I’ve never been so happy in my life…just let me be. Now, unhand me and let me get ready.”

  “Friends?”

  “Always,” Ika smiled.

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  Eleven-thirty in the morning saw Ika and two other teammates in deep discussion, planning the evening and assigning duties to themselves and their currently-absent-teammates for the events in the evening.

  For this evening they planned a local dance performance and karaoke. The three of them had to plan oversee the setting up of a stage for the dance performance and karaoke, check the mics and get a gazillion other things into place before their guests started returning from the trips. Plus they had to plan games for the next evening.

  Her phone buzzed. Ree, she thought. An unconscious smile lit up Ika’s face even before she looked at the phone.

  It was indeed a text from Ree.

  Love you.

  Two simple words. But their effect was world-changing for Ika. She was immediately taken back to the stupendous previous night and felt herself getting overpoweringly wet and uncontrollably aroused.

  “We’ve been going since seven-thirty in the morning…how about a short break?” she suggested to her colleagues.

  They agreed to take fifteen minutes and Ika ran across the island to the super-secluded spot where Ree’s room was. She rang the bell incessantly till Ree answered. As soon as Ree opened the door, Ika climbed on her, pulling her into a huge, fervent kiss.

  “I love you too,” she said breathlessly, when they broke the kiss after an eternity.

  She got off Ree and pushed Ree’s hand down the front of her yoga pants, going back for another kiss.

  “Commando?” Ree smiled against Ika’s lips, cupping her pussy.

  “Preventive measure, you thief,” Ika smiled back. “I have just fifteen minutes…so fuck me fast,” she said pulling her pants down and pressing herself against Ree.

  Ree was inside her immediately…thrusting. Ika threw back her head exposing and offering her delectable neck to Ree as her hips moved, meeting thrust for thrust…moaning as it built into a crescendo. Ree’s thumb paid attention to Ika’s clit in magical ways as her lips feasted on Ika’s neck. It didn’t take long for Ika to come in a shuddering orgasm.

  She held on shaking and trembling, glad for Ree’s strong arms around her that kept her from collapsing – considering her bones had turned into overcooked noodles. Ree gently caressed her as she came back down.

  “God! This is not nearly enough…but I have to go,” she said removing Ree’s hand out of her, bending down and pulling her pants back up.

  “I love that you’re insatiable,” Ree grinned, hugging Ika close.

  “Yeah, I’ve realised that I’m quite a ho with you,” Ika grinned back unapologetically and unashamedly, placing a quick kiss on Ree’s lips.

  “When will I see you again?”

  “I should be done by four and then have a little over an hour free…I’ll find you.”

  Ika knew she had to go, but fidgeted, leaning into Ree and drawing nervous patterns on Ree’s chest.

  “What is it, babe?” Ree asked gently running her hands along Ika’s sides.

  “I need to know something,” Ika looked at Ree’s face searchingly. “Are you single?”

  “Yes,” Ree said immediately. “You?” a little faltering note in that one word.

  “I hope not,” Ika smiled radiantly. “Am I?” she asked Ree softly.

  Ree’s face split into the widest smile possible. “I can safely say, no,” she said, bending down to claim Ika’s lips in a possessive, passionate kiss.

  Ika finally broke the kiss, gasping. One tight hug, and she turned to go…but whirled back throwing her arms around Ree in a bear hug, “I LOVE you.”

  Subconsciously, she registered a kind of stiffness in Ree as soon as she said that. She noted that and also mentally recorded that she felt this each time she told Ree that she loved her. She tucked away this information for further examination later and left.

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  At five past four, Ika was back ringing Ree’s room b
ell. Ree opened the door and hugged Ika. Ika snuggled into the warmth and love returning it with all her heart. They shared a sweet kiss affirming their love for each other before walking in.

  “What you doing?” Ika asked.

  “Vegging out with The Big Bang Theory.”

  “I love that show too,” Ika said enthusiastically.

  “Ya, when I grow up, I want to be Sheldon.” Ree deadpanned.