Jump Then Fall

by Sarah Sanders

  Ika gloried in the love in Ree’s eyes for a few moments. She shook her head, turned and drank some water and turned back.

  “Ree, there is something you should know about me,” Ika said in an Introspective confessing tone, Lying on her side, propped up on one elbow, looking into Ree’s eyes. “I’m addicted to you,” she smiled…and there it was…her signature under-the-lashes look…turning Ree into a mountain of mush.

  “Same,” Ree brought up Ika’s hand and kissed the centre of her palm.

  Ika looked into her eyes, unleashing a full wattage smile that made Ree go weak all over. She stroked Ree’s face with the backs of her fingers, just drinking her in.

  “You know, I’ve always been very uncomfortable having my face touched. I never let anyone do that.” Ree said. “But with you…” she let the sentence dangle off.

  “But with me?” Ika prompted, smoothing her thumb over Ree’s lips.

  “But when you do it…I feel loved,” Ree confessed, her expression bashful and adoring at the same time.

  Ika’s smile became radiant. She fist pumped with exuberant happiness. “You are…” she rolled onto Ree, “…loved,” kiss, “…so very much,” kiss.

  Ika lifted herself up on her elbows to look at Ree. Regarding Ree thoughtfully, Ika slowly traced her eyebrows. “Ree, I asked you to do something for me tonight.”

  Ree looked baffled. “What was that?”

  “I asked you to get on top of me,” softly.

  Ree bit her lip, nonplussed.

  “You didn’t,” Ika said, still soft, but firm.

  “I’d crush you, babe.”

  “That’s what you said…why, Ree?”

  “Have you seen me? I’m obese,” Ree smiled self-deprecatingly.

  “That’s what it’s about, isn’t it? Why you hide from me…you think you’re fat,” gently.

  “I don’t think that…I am obese as per all calculations…ideal height-weight charts…BMI indices…what not,” self-conscious and uncomfortable.

  “Is that also why you don’t take off your t-shirt, except sometimes in the dark? The reason you hide from me?” Ika returned to the question she had asked in the pool in the afternoon…the one that got waylaid by a more important conversation.

  Ree chewed her inner lip, looked at Ika and lifted her shoulders.

  “Ree, what do you think will happen if you let me see you? Do I make you insecure about yourself, honey…about us?”

  “I’m not comfortable,” Ree mumbled.

  She is shy, Ika realised, her being flooding with affection at this totally unexpected discovery. Who would have thought…she is just so shy. “Okay…we’ll live with that for now…outside bed. Sweetie, do you know how badly I need to feel you when you make love to me? I feel something essential is withheld from me when I don’t feel your skin on mine.”

  Ree clearly didn’t know what to say and broke eye contact.

  “Ree, honey, look at me,” Ika was very gentle. Her fingers on Ree’s face like butterfly kisses. “I don’t want to make you do something that you’re not comfortable with or push you on this. But I want you to know that I think your body is magical. What you do to me is staggering – but I really need to feel your skin on mine for it to be complete. You are beyond your physical body to me, sweetie. I love you. All of you. Nothing is going to change that.”

  Ree looked at Ika. “Okay,” she said barely audibly.

  “Ree, I can’t tell you how desperate I am to feel you on top of me. Everything you do to me is miraculous…but I’m still left wanting,” soft kiss. “Do you think you can give that to me some day?”

  “I guess,” mumble again.

  “Please know, I am hoping…and I am waiting for that...and I can wait for as long as you need. I’m in no hurry. I’m not going anywhere away from you, ever. Sex with you is astounding. When you make love to me, it is a different world for me…an amazing, incredible world. I am so in love with you, Ree,” Ika kissed Ree’s eyelids, her cheeks, jaw, the sides of her lips and then her lips.

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  Ree lay awake in the dark for a long time. Thinking about Ika. She was mind-blowing. Ree would never have been able to conjure up someone like her in her imagination. She was assured, adventurous, playful, assertive, utterly giving, completely accepting, unimaginably loving, stunningly beautiful, superbly sexy and sexual, emotionally strong, intelligent, smart, funny, sensual, tender, sensitive and…the list was endless.

  …and she wanted – needed – something from Ree.

  Two things.

  One, for Ree to accept being loved… to grow up and deal with her past and create a positive future. To let Ika create a better tomorrow. To let her in. Ree knew this was going to be hard for her to do since she had spent a lifetime perfecting the art of protecting herself. Ree now had to learn to give herself over and let someone else take care of her. Trust someone else to take care of her. Trust Ika.

  Two, for Ree to get over her negative body-image and inhibitions.

  Ree knew she would work on her emotional issues. She was already working on that.

  But the second? She didn’t even know how to start dealing with that.

  But it was something Ika wanted…and Ree needed to find a way to do that for her.

  Somehow, the two were also tied together.

  It wasn’t like Ika was putting any sort of pressure on her. She was merely making Ree acknowledge things about herself, unambiguously laying bare what she wanted…and loving her. Unflinchingly loving her and holding her through it all.

  Yet Ree felt pressured.

  It was her own need to never fail someone she was in love with. An expectation that she had set for herself. It was her need to be unwaveringly faultless for the person she loved.

  In the dead of night, with Ika sleeping in her arms, Ree realised that she set herself up for failure all the time. Her own demand of perfection from herself meant that she always felt she was falling short of what her love wanted…which meant she felt guilty…felt undeserving of being loved…resulted in her giving up…building walls…blocking…running away…her not allowing the other person to know her, accept her, love her. Not sharing vulnerabilities, imperfections and weaknesses. Not really trusting.

  Somehow, Ika had moved past her barriers and reached her…helping her reach herself.

  Helping her acknowledge her issues and setting her on a path of healing. True healing…not the theoretical acceptance and acknowledgement healing that Ree had done. Not the kind of ‘healing’ that had made Ree create a world where she would not expose herself to the circumstance. Not the kind of ‘healing’ that had made Ree build walls of self-protection. But the kind of true healing that would make Ree give herself up. Face her fears and embrace possibilities.

  Ree’s thoughts ran around in circles through most of the night. All centred on Ika. And their two rather intense conversations of the day.

  She finally pushed the thoughts away when she realised that she was getting more and more scared of losing Ika and was veering to her usual go-to of distancing herself and/or running away…no she couldn’t run away. NO. Ika deserved more…and she deserved Ika.

  And Ika loved her.

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  Day 4

  The sky was teetering towards getting lighter. Pitch black was seguing into dark grey. Dawn was reluctantly breaking.

  Ika moaned and undulated, moving from sleep to wakefulness. As sleep departed, she registered that she was lying on her back and Ree’s mouth was on her breast. Ree was stroking Ika’s pussy – long, soft, sensual strokes. Ika was flooding. She groaned aloud, arms going around Ree’s head.

  And Ree was naked. As naked as Ika.

  Ree raised her head and looked at Ika, eyes filled with lust. Ika’s hooded and heavy gaze landed on her and Ika licked her lips.

  Pressing her thumb on Ika’s clit, Ree slowly withdrew her fingers
…and Ika exhaled a long breath.

  “Ree,” she said, her voice heavy.

  “Hmmm?”

  “Nothing…I just wanted to say your name,” Ika whispered…turning towards Ree.

  Ree looked at her almost fierce in her intensity. She placed her hand on Ika’s hip and slowly turned her on her back…following the movement with her own body.

  Ika inhaled sharply, realising Ree’s intent. Her heart filled to almost bursting point and she fought against tears.

  No tears…I want this so badly…and I know how difficult this must be for her. No tears…Ika smiled, instead. Happy, grateful…definitely turned on and sexy…a guttural sound escaping from her throat.

  “You’ll tell me if I’m too heavy,” Ree requested softly.

  “I will,” Ika whispered, spreading her legs wide for Ree.

  Ree positioned herself between Ika’s legs, resting her weight on her forearms.

  “Ohmygod,” Ika gasped as she felt their centres meld together. “Ohmygod…”

  Ika’s arms circled Ree’s shoulders and she pulled her closer…silently asking Ree to press into her more fully. Ree grasped Ika’s shoulders from underneath, smushing their upper bodies together.

  Ika wrapped her legs around Ree and Ree began slowing grinding into her.

  Ika almost exploded with the exquisite feeling. “Fuuuuuck.” Her legs tightened around Ree.

  Ree rubbed them together, her pace becoming faster. “Shit, Ree….this is so good,” Ika gasped.

  She shut her eyes tight and buried her face into the crook of Ree’s neck, her breathing getting heavier and louder. Groaning with Ree’s movement.

  Ree pressed their cunts together harder and moved faster. Ika’s hands fluttered on Ree’s back as she felt herself start orgasming. She pushed her hips into Ree and Ree mixed in a rolling motion with the rubbing.

  Ika saw stars. She growled and scratched Ree’s back roughly, biting down on her neck as she climaxed …vibrating and literally shimmering. She felt Ree’s silent shuddering orgasm.

  And then, there it was…Ika unleashed a sibilant moan of pure sexiness that resonated and rang into the universe enveloping the world in its everglow. A primal sound. The first sound of creation.

  “Stay,” Ika commanded when she felt Ree starting to move off her. She opened her eyes…heavy lidded, sex-filled…her face suffused with desire and satisfaction…she was luminous.

  She drew Ree’s head back down, “Bite me…I want you to mark me…mark this moment for me…on me.” She tilted her head clearly indicating where she wanted Ree to bite her.

  Ree bit her neck gently and sucked the spot. Ika moaned. Ree licked the spot and raised her head to find the hickey already forming.

  Ika placed her hands on Ree’s shoulders pushing her downwards…wordlessly, but explicitly conveying what she wanted next.

  Ree kissed her way down Ika’s body. Constant pressure on her shoulders ensured that she didn’t linger anywhere. When she reached between Ika’s legs, Ika’s held the sides of her head pulling her in.

  Ree worshipped the heated, pulsating, swollen yoni with soft teeth, tongue and lips. She moved lower from Ika’s clit and sucked around her opening. Ika was flailing, writhing, jerking, thrusting her hips….she was uncontrolled as she howled and hollered.

  Ree flattened her tongue and stroked Ika…and Ika almost levitated. A few more strokes later Ree entered Ika with her tongue and Ika totally disintegrated. All sounds stopped and Ika went completely rigid…her thighs and legs twitching and convulsing.

  Ree looked up…and found Ika lying still with a beatific expression.

  Shocked by the stillness, Ree scrambled up and gently stroked Ika’s upper arm, calling her.

  Ika opened her lustrous eyes, and Ree heaved with relief, hugging her close. Realised that Ika had actually passed out from the intensity of her orgasm for a few seconds there.

  “What did you just do to me?” Ika asked with wonder, looking at Ree with awe.

  “Are you okay,” Ree sounded concerned.

  “More than…why?” Ika turned towards Ree, snuggling into her.

  “Babe, you passed out,” Ree stated.

  “I did not!” disbelieving.

  “You did.”

  Ika giggled. “See, I told you…staggering, miraculous, amazing, astounding, different world…Oh my God, Ree…you are unbelievable…incredible.”

  “Ya, okay…but maybe don’t pass out again…you scared the bejesus out of me.” Ika could hear Ree’s heart thundering and pounding.

  Ika giggled again and hugged Ree, “Stop freaking out, sweetie…I’m feeling awesome,” she nuzzled Ree’s shoulder and drifted off to sleep.

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  For once, Ika wasn’t running across the resort.

  She was dancing across it.

  Her trusty alarm clock, namely Ree, had woken her up at eight for her nine-thirty meeting. They had just lain together, wrapped in each other’s arms for the next fifty minutes talking about nothing and everything. So maybe Ree was doing her breasts for some of time. And maybe a few times her hand wandered between Ika’s thighs to play with her pussy. All more affectionate and intimate than sexual…and then there was the fact that Ika absolutely loved it when Ree played in her cunt. There might have been that exquisitely tender, sweet, slow, space-time bending orgasm…but who was keeping track anymore?

  “And now ladies and gentlemen, here comes the queen of Avenue Walk of Shame,” Gigi mock-announced as Ika opened the door to their room and entered.

  Gigi blinked at her, “…except that she is strutting on Float of Happiness Highway and dancing down Ballet of Satisfaction Street,” she continued.

  Ika gave her a dreamy smile.

  “Iké, you’re iridescent! That good?”

  “Even better,” Ika smiled wider.

  “Single?” the voice of caution.

  “Not anymore.”

  “Whoa, that was fast. Are you sure about this?

  “Never been more sure about anything in my life…not even my name.” And Ika couldn’t remember a time in her life when Ree wasn’t in it.

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  “Everyone clear about tomorrow’s agenda and duties?” Kevin, the HR team leader of the team in Krabi, looked around and everyone murmured agreement.

  The next day was the big meeting. It was to start at twelve-thirty in the afternoon with an extended lunch and would go on till five-thirty in the evening. That would be followed by high tea and then in the evening there were cocktails and a fancy sit-down dinner.

  Everyone milled around and circulated having coffee/tea/juices and breakfast.

  Ika went for a cup of coffee and found herself beside Kevin and Greg, the second-in-command.

  “Reeth messaged that she’ll be here for the meeting tomorrow and she doesn’t need an escort,” Kevin was saying.

  “Reeth?” Ika asked.

  “Reeth Sharma,” Kevin supplied as both men turned to include Ika in their conversation.

  Ika raised her eyebrows in askance.

  “Only the reclusive, reticent and unpredictable owner of Translink. You won’t find her name on any of our websites or literally anywhere…but she’s our leader, all the same.”

  “What?” Ika squeaked, colour draining off her face.

  “She was here for maybe half a day and then she’s just disappeared. No one seems to know where she is. Everyone’s going crazy because she never goes so completely off the radar,” Greg supplied.

  “Unpredictable,” Kevin grinned, “But a rockstar.”

  “Is she going to address the team?” Greg asked.

  “She hasn’t confirmed…but I’m putting her down for a free flowing address in the end. I know I’m pushing it, but that is the only slot that can be changed without any disruption if she says no,” Kevin shrugged.

  “Ika are you okay?” Greg looked at Ika who had gone pale
and was shaking so bad that her cup was clattering in the saucer.

  “Hey, why don’t you go and rest for a while. The sun must’ve got to you…join back in the evening for the games if you feel up to it,” Kevin said kindly.

  “Yeah…thanks,” Ika said distractedly, put her cup down and walked out of the hall in a daze.