Twist of Fate

by Parker, Syd

  Sarah shook her head from side—to—side, her eyes never leaving Remy’s

  “Are you hungry?” Remy shuffled nervously. “We could grab some dinner.”

  “Yes, I’m hungry.” Sarah stepped closer, and Remy could feel her breath on her face. “But, not for food.”

  Before Remy could react, Sarah was ripping her shirt over her head. She felt her pulse quicken and her stomach catch. Before she could move, Sarah captured her lips against hers. Sarah’s tongue raked across her lips, seeking entry and when her lips parted, Sarah’s tongue darted inside. Remy’s head was swimming. She wasn’t used to a woman taking control, and the thought made her immediately wet.

  Sarah’s hands roamed freely over Remy’s naked breasts, arousing her nipples to achingly taut peeks. She broke the kiss. “I can’t wait any more. I need to feel you.”

  Remy could only nod, her body ached to be touched. She started to walk towards the bed, but Sarah pushed her back against the door roughly, her eyes dark pools of desire. She felt Sarah undoing her jeans, and her hand dove into her panties. She needn’t worry that she wasn’t ready, Sarah was already swirling warm cream over her lips.

  “God, you’re so fucking wet.” Sarah licked her neck hungrily. “You are so fucking sexy. Do you know how crazy you make me?”

  Remy shuddered. Sarah’s fingers were buried deep inside her. She was talking dirty, and it was making her blood boil. She swallowed loudly, leaning against the door for support. Before long, she moved against Sarah’s fingers, bringing them deeper inside her.

  “Yeah, that’s it baby. Ride my hand, I’m going to fuck you so good.” Sarah’s mouth was devouring Remy’s body. Everywhere she touched was hot and delicious. “You like that, don’t you? You like my mouth on you and my fingers inside you.” She accentuated each word with a deep stroke inside Remy.

  Remy’s voice was raspy, and she managed to utter a low moan. She couldn’t have answered if she wanted to. The blood had left every other part of her body and pooled around her aroused core. Her clit hammered painfully, and she arched against Sarah’s hand, begging for her to assuage her ache.

  “Not yet, baby.” Sarah withdrew and plunged three fingers inside Remy’s swollen core, feeling her contract around her. “Oh god, you’re so close. I can feel you quivering around me.”

  Remy nodded again and dropped her head against the door. Her knees were shaking, and she struggled to stay standing. Her body hovered between pleasure and pain, her arousal so acute now that she thought she might die if she didn’t come soon. “Please.”

  Remy’s pleas broke through the haze of desire in Sarah’s brain. She quickened her pace and used her hip to increase the pressure of her strokes. Her thumb found Remy’s clit and she stroked it deftly.

  Remy’s moans filled the room as her body arched against Sarah’s hand begging for release. Her legs quivered helplessly, and when her orgasm hit, she braced her palms against the door and rode Sarah’s hand, feeling wave after wave of pressure ripple through her body. When she finally came back down, she laid her head on Sarah’s shoulder and fell into her body. “Oh…my…fucking…God. That was incredible. I like it when you are hungry.”

  Sarah smiled against her cheek, her fingers swirling over Remy’s wet folds teasingly. When Remy groaned and tried to pull away, she had mercy on her. She pulled her dripping fingers out and licked them clean one by one, moaning appreciatively.

  Remy blushed. She smiled shyly. Small tremors still shook her, and she wrapped her arms around Sarah to steady herself. She kissed the top of her head and inhaled deeply. “I hope that was just an appetizer.”

  Sarah chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, I think tonight will be a five course dinner.” She could feel Remy’s heart pounding against her and knew that their hearts were beating in time. She wondered at the twist of fate that had brought them back together, or more appropriately, had never let them part.

  She was learning very quickly that she didn’t just want Remy in her life, she needed her and that was a scary thought to accept. Oh well, she would just need to figure out a way to deal with it. She knew already that Remy wasn’t about to let her get away again. Her only question now was how involved she would let her heart become. So far, she had made Remy believe it was just physical, but she knew there was no way she could keep fooling Remy with that line of reasoning. More importantly, how long would she be able to fool herself? She knew admitting the truth to that answer was going to be the hardest part.

  “Penny for your thoughts.” Remy’s voice broke through her ruminations.

  Sarah pulled away and laughed softly. “Nothing too important. Just thinking I might want to take you up on your offer for dinner now.”

  Remy saw something in her eyes and it made her breath catch. She looked for it again, and just as quickly as it had been in Sarah’s eyes, it was gone again. But, no matter, Remy knew what it was. She had seen the same look in her own eyes every time she looked in the mirror. She was in love, and unless she was mistaken, Sarah was too. She also figured Sarah’s quietness was a result of still fighting against her heart and the feelings she was having. Soon, Bonneville. You will realize what I already do.

  She held Sarah at arms’ length and smiled. “Pizza okay?”

  “Yes.” Sarah ran over to grab her purse. “I’m famished now and that sounds awesome.”

  “Funny, I’m famished too.” Remy winked lasciviously. “But, you will need some food for the night I have planned.”

  She laughed at the look on Sarah’s face and grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the room. “Come on. The sooner we eat, the sooner I get dessert.”

  Sarah tugged against her. “Think we should ask the girls?”

  “Nah.” Remy shrugged. “C said that as long as it has been since she’s been with Parker, I would be lucky to see her before Tuesday. Besides, there’s a McDonald’s if they get hungry.”

  Ten minutes later Remy pulled into a spot in front of Mazzio’s Italian Eatery. “This okay?”

  “Perfect, let’s just hope it’s not packed.” Sarah followed Remy inside. “I think my stomach is about to eat itself.”

  “Well, tell it to stop. The only eating of any part of your body is going to be by me.”

  The thought of Remy’s mouth on her body got Sarah’s libido going again. “Just feed me first and you can have your way with me.”

  Remy smiled wickedly. “I’ll remember you said that.”

  Sarah wasn’t sure what Remy had planned, but the look on her face sent shivers down her spine. “Should I ask?”

  “Nope.” Remy said a few words to the greeter and two minutes later, they were sitting at a booth in the corner of the restaurant. “Something’s are better as a surprise.”

  “Fine, whatever.” Sarah stuck her tongue out at Remy.

  “Is that a threat?”

  “A promise.” Sarah smiled wickedly. Two could play at this game. “I’m picking the pizza then since you obviously have our dessert all lined up.”

  When the waitress came by their table, Sarah ordered two Cokes and a Four Meat pizza, ignoring the snort that came from across the table.

  “You like your meat, huh?”

  “Only on pizza. Otherwise, I’m a vagitarian.”

  Remy’s eyes danced mysteriously. “For now.”

  “Are you planning on letting me in on your little secret?”

  “Uh—uh.” Remy took a swig of her Coke and smiled innocently. “So, how’d things go for you guys? Catch anything?”

  “Nah, the storms weren’t biting. That, or I wasn’t using a big enough rod.”

  Remy snorted loudly and she choked down a mouthful of Coke. “You crack me up, Bonneville.” Her eyes narrowed thoughtfully. “You sure you don’t know about dessert?”

  Sarah shook her head. “Not a clue.”

  Remy reached across the table and covered Sarah’s hand with hers. “You are so adorably innocent and sweet.”

  “Is that a good thing?” Sarah’s brow furr
owed.

  “Only if I’m the one that gets to corrupt you.”

  Sarah wove her fingers around Remy’s. “Especially if you are the one that gets to corrupt me.”

  The look in Sarah’s eyes was a mixture of longing and sweet innocence, and it made Remy’s heart thud against her chest.

  The waitress interrupted the moment and set a large pie in between the women. “Enjoy.”

  They fell into friendly banter, and before either one realized it, they had eaten all but two slices of pizza. Remy leaned back in her chair and sighed loudly. “Okay, now I’m stuffed.”

  Sarah waggled her eyebrows. “As long as you still have room for dessert.”

  “No worries, darling.” Remy leaned forward, capturing Sarah’s eyes with hers. “I’ll always be hungry for you.”

  Sarah’s breath caught in her throat. The air around them crackled with undisguised desire. Her body thrummed in anticipation, and she pushed her chair back impatiently. “I think we need to go…now.”

  Remy paid the check and followed Sarah to the car. Her hand found Sarah’s leg, and she caressed it softly. She felt Sarah’s muscles flex underneath her palm, and she increased the pressure. Her hand slid up possessively, and Sarah’s hand covered hers, holding it still.

  “You’re going to have to stop, or we won’t make it out of the car.” Sarah warned gently.

  Remy held her hand still. “Then I’ll wait.”

  When they got back to the room, the nervousness from earlier was gone, replaced by smoldering desire. What Sarah had started before dinner was going to be continued without the previous urgency. Remy slowly undressed Sarah, and when she was naked, she laid her down on the bed. She kissed her softly, their tongues slowly exploring one another’s mouths.

  Every stroke of Remy’s tongue made her clit jump, and before long, she was clawing at Remy’s clothing, trying to get her naked.

  Remy’s shook her head from side—to—side. “Not yet.” She kissed Sarah on her forehead and smiled reassuringly. “I’ll be right back with your surprise.”

  Sarah waited anxiously. Whatever it was, all she knew was she was ready for Remy’s touch. She needed her mouth on her and inside of her. None of her thoughts could have prepared her for her surprise.

  Remy walked towards her completely naked, except for a strap—on. Sarah sucked in a breath nervously, but her stomach fluttered wildly. Her eyes dropped to Remy’s surprise. “It’s…ahh…it’s so big.”

  Remy lay down next to Sarah, and her hand cupped her breast. She caressed her nipple with her thumb. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll go slowly. If it’s too much, just tell me. We can stop. Just trust me.”

  Sarah’s body was already reacting to Remy’s hand on her breasts. She could feel wetness between her legs, and she couldn’t deny that the thought of Remy buried deep inside her made her blood beat faster. She pulled Remy’s face down to hers and kissed her deeply. “I trust you.”

  Remy’s hand roamed over Sarah’s body, igniting fires wherever she touched. She captured Sarah’s lips with hers and their tongues tangled together. Remy slid her hand over Sarah’s hip and down the vee between her legs. She dipped her finger into Sarah’s core and rubbed her juices over her lips. She pulled her hand away and lifted her body over Sarah’s.

  Remy hovered over her, her arms supporting her weight. Remy’s eyes found Sarah’s, and she smiled again. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes.” Sarah answered without hesitation. She leaned up and kissed Remy softly. Her instincts took over, and she wrapped her hand around Remy’s sex and poised it against her wet center. “I want you to make love to me.”

  Remy’s heart burst at her innocent surrender. She slid the tip of her erection into Sarah and waited for her to adjust to her size. Her eyes found Sarah’s and the only thing she saw there was love. She lowered her body further, and waited again. Finally, when Sarah had taken her full length, she stilled, their bodies pressed together.

  When Sarah nodded, Remy pulled out and slid into her again, her slick juices easing the pressure. The first few minutes, Remy worked inside her slowly, stroking as deep inside Sarah as she could.

  Sarah’s body opened slowly, and the pleasure in her body outweighed any pain she felt. Soon, she was moving with Remy, their bodies matched in a perfect rhythm. She suddenly knew what Remy had meant earlier when she said it was something she had to try to know how good it was.

  Needing release, Sarah wrapped her legs around Remy and pulled her into her body tightly. “Harder please. I need it harder.”

  Remy arched her head back and braced her arms, burying herself deeper inside Sarah’s body. Her hips pounded furiously as Sarah met every stroke with equal fervor. She could feel Sarah’s legs shaking around her and knew she was close. Remy leaned forward, rubbing her mons over Sarah’s engorged clit.

  Sarah’s body tightened and when the orgasm hit her, she came off the bed. Pleasure ebbed through her body and shattered her senses. Her legs clenched Remy’s hips and held her inside her as she crested and crashed and crested again.

  When the orgasm finally let her body go, Sarah fell back against the bed. Her body was limp, and she didn’t think she would ever be able to move again. When she was finally able to move, she chuckled softly. “I had no idea that was what I was missing. You can surprise me like that all the time.”

  Remy couldn’t help but smile. “I may have one or two more up my sleeve.”

  “Mmm.” Sarah moaned contentedly. “After that, you can do whatever you want.”

  “I’ll remember you said that, Bonneville.” Remy slid off of Sarah’s body and she stood up. She undid the strap—on and set it in the chair. She slid into the bed and curled her body around Sarah’s, her arm wrapped around her softly.

  Sarah wriggled her bottom into Remy’s core and she moaned softly. “So, umm, you think I might be able to do that to you sometime?”

  Remy nuzzled her nose in Sarah’s hair, breathing in her fruity shampoo. “I think that could be arranged.” Her heart pounded faster. She hadn’t ever had a woman ask if they could return the favor and the mere thought of it made her a little crazy.

  “Okay. good.” Sarah put Remy’s hand on her breasts, and she sighed softly. “Hey, Remy?”

  “Yeah, Bonneville?”

  “Don’t forget.”

  Sarah’s voice was almost a whisper, and Remy was sure she imagined the words. It didn’t matter though, she didn’t need to hear them, she had already felt them.

  Chapter 23

  Remy knocked on the door softly. She could only imagine as long as it had been since Carmen had seen Parker, that they had been up the majority of the night. She had to knock several more times before a tired, and definitely sated looking, Parker opened the door. She handed Parker a cardboard drink carrier with four large coffees. “Figured you could use the extra caffeine today.”

  Parker raised her eyebrows amused. “You know me well.”

  Remy shrugged. “I know, C.” She started to walk away then on second thought turned back and smiled at Parker. “You guys better get moving. There’s a line of thunderstorms developing over Kansas. Should be here by late afternoon.”

  Carmen’s head popped out over Parker’s shoulder, and Remy had to smother a laugh at the freshly fucked hair piled high atop her head. “Morning, C. Rough night?”

  Carmen patted her hair and smirked. “No more than yours, Chica. Tell me there’s something good. We haven’t seen a good storm in weeks.”

  “The same system already dropped a couple of twisters in Minnesota. We may finally get something good.”

  Parker leaned over and kissed Carmen’s cheek. “See, I told you something would come up soon.” She held up the drinks and returned Remy’s earlier smile. “Thanks for the coffee. Do we have time for breakfast too?”

  Remy smiled mischievously. “I fully intend to have breakfast in my room. If you want, we can meet up this afternoon for a late lunch.”

  Parker’s grin was equally lascivious
. “I like the way you think.”

  Remy smiled once more and spun on her heel, thoughts of a late morning breakfast consisting of one Sarah Phillips suddenly making her very hungry.

  Several hours later, the four women held burgers in one hand and phones zeroed in on the local radar in their other hand. Remy focused in on a supercell that had developed over Kansas. Further north, a small tornado had already touched down over Topeka. “This is the one right here. Look at the bow echo here at the bottom.”

  Sarah leaned over her shoulder, breathing in her scent. She resisted the urge to kiss her cheek, instead zeroing in where her finger pointed. “Yeah, definite rotation there. You could be right.”

  “Could be?” Remy’s brow furrowed.

  “Yes, Ms. Tate. Could be.” Sarah teased. “Contrary to what you think, you can be wrong.”

  “Humph!” Remy snorted loudly. “Wrong? Name one time.”

  “Well there was that one time in Little Rock.”

  Remy glared at Carmen. “That was an honest mistake. Anyone could have made it.”

  Carmen laughed wickedly. “I didn’t.”

  “Come on guys, let us in on the secret.” Sarah pleaded. “Give me something that makes Remy seem less than perfect.”

  Remy blushed. “Believe me, darlin’, I’m far from perfect.”

  “So, you say.” Sarah turned to Carmen. “So, what was it?”

  Carmen saw Remy glare and shake her head from side—to—side. Ignoring her silent warning, Carmen leaned across the table. “Let’s just say Remy here was about to get down and dirty with a chick she’d picked up in a club when she realized she might come with a little extra baggage.”

  “You mean packing?” Sarah blushed, her own knowledge of a strap—on was now first hand and thinking of it made her stomach flutter.

  “Uh—uh, she was traveling with her own God given parts. Twigs and acorns.”

  “It’s twigs and berries.” Remy smiled ruefully. “I totally missed it. Let’s just say getting out of that was quite embarrassing.”

  Sarah laughed out loud and was joined by the others. “I bet. So, I guess you only go for store bought twigs.”