by T J Vertigo
"I could," came the drawled response, the words vibrating through Faith's back.
The actress tilted her head back to meet the still hungry blue gaze of her smirking lover. She ran her fingers up and down Reece's forearm and licked her lips. "I thought I'd return the favor." Faith turned her head and nipped at Reece's bent knee.
The club owner jumped and buried her fingers high inside her lover.
"God, Reece!"
Faith shuddered and a wicked grin crossed Reece's face. She pulled her fingers out and rested them at Faith's opening. "I can wait," the club owner said as she pushed her fingers slowly into Faith, drawing a long, low grown from the actress.
Faith felt herself sliding to the floor and clutched Reece's bicep. "But, I wanted to... oh yeah..." she tried to protest, but Reece was fucking her again, slowly and surely.
"What was that?" Reece teased, pulling her fingers out and sliding them up and down over Faith's hard clit.
"Uumm, taste you," Faith breathed out between moans.
"Turn around."
With the assistance of her lover, the actress turned to face Reece, a hard task with those long fingers rubbing her so deliciously. Faith's eyes widened as she watched Reece bring her hand down and cover it with her own arousal.
"Will this do?" The club owner offered her fingers to her lover. She was so incredibly turned on.
Faith greedily accepted, practically gnawing on the honey coated digits. "Hmmm," she hummed her delight.
Reece would have chuckled but Faith was doing incredible things to her fingers and all she managed was a groan.
Faith shimmied out of her flimsy underwear and kicked it away. She opened her legs wider and crouched down lower, swirling her hips on Reece's hand, while making love to her fingers with her mouth.
Reece could hardly take any more. The way they were positioned, Reece couldn't continue to fuck her and have Faith lick her at the same time. Thinking about it briefly, Reece came up with an idea sure to please her lover as much as herself.
Faith controlled the movements of Reece's hand by holding on to her arm. She didn't want to come again to soon; she wanted to see her lover do so before she did. She alternated rubbing against and lifting off Reece's hand while she sucked on her fingers like she would Reece's sex.
The pulling sensations on her fingers were shooting sparks between the club owner's legs. She withdrew her hand from Faith's mouth and traced the full red lips. "Do you want more?" Reece asked, closing her eyes from the feelings engulfing her other hand.
"Yesss," Faith hissed, rubbing Reece's fingers on her own clit again.
Reece brought her other hand back down between her legs, while Faith watched it jealously, her tongue moving in accordance with Reece's fingers. Green eyes narrowed when Reece's finger disappeared inside of herself.
"Oh, Reece... yes!" she groaned rubbing herself harder on her lover's other hand.
Reece moaned too as she pulled her finger out and offered it to her lover. "Faith, your mouth feels so good," the club owner twitched as Faith's tongue slid between her fingers.
"Touch yourself," Faith said as she lowered Reece's hand back between her legs. "Please," she urged, pressing the large hand into the wet flesh.
Reece let her propped up leg open wider and obeyed. Faith's hand dropped away and she watched intently as the club owner touched herself.
This highly vulnerable and open position her lover was in sent sparks shooting up her spine. "I wish that was my tongue, baby," Faith moaned, watching Reece's fingers slide up and down.
Reece shivered with the thought and groaned when she felt the fingers on her other hand being guided inside Faith. "Yeah... your tongue," she groaned out, her stare rooted on Faith's mouth, as her lips moved, and her tongue wet them.
The actress whimpered as she began riding her lover's long fingers. Her gaze glued to Reece's hand as it moved against herself, offering her the most wonderful gift. Reece's hand dipped lower, coating her fingers thoroughly before they moved back up and touched her clit. Faith whimpered and flooded Reece's hand; the smell of her lover making her weak, her head already spinning from the squishing sounds Reece was making in her own copious wetness.
"You're so wet. Can you feel my tongue, it's touching you clit," Faith whispered breathlessly, pushing Reece's fingers higher into herself.
Reece jerked her hips as she indeed felt Faith's tongue massaging her clit. "Yes, it's so hot... your tongue." Blue eyes rolled slightly as Faith moved her tongue in the same manner as Reece moved her fingers. The club owner growled deep in her chest. The combination of sensations and sounds of their lovemaking drove her wild. She could feel her fingers covered in Faith's sticky juices and the way her soft pubic hair rubbed against the inside of her wrist made her nostrils flare. She fought the need to fill herself, her toes curled with the effort not to plunge her own fingers inside of her.
Faith glanced at her lover's face. It was flushed and sweaty. She was taking in huge gulps of air and Faith realized she had not seen her lover so turned on before. Looking back down, she saw the club owner's thighs twitching and her pelvis rocking from her own attentions. Faith moaned loud, she could take only so much. Letting one hand go from Reece's forearm, she placed her fingers at her lover's dripping entrance. "May I?" she asked while already sliding the tips inside.
"God, yes! Do it!" Reece groaned throatily, her inner muscles grabbing at Faith's fingers, trying to pull them inside.
Faith impaled herself on Reece's fingers at the same time she buried her own inside Reece. Both women groaned gratefully and pumped their hips to the same rhythm.
Faith watched Reece's fingers as they still teased her own clit. The actress knew what Reece needed to come and this wasn't it. This was purely indulgent play for the club owner, but to Faith, it was the ultimate turn on. Reece was giving her quite a show and she wondered briefly how to get her back in this state again. Faith tried to concentrate on one feeling, but seeing her own fingers being greedily sucked up inside her lover at the same time as Reece's finger worked inside her and on herself was a sensory overload to the actress. Faith felt herself nearing climax and she wanted Reece to come first.
"Rub it, like it was my tongue Reece, come on."
The club owner looked at Faith's face drinking in her desire. She couldn't refuse her anything and she moved her fingers purposefully, right on her clit. She arched her body forward, wanting more of Faith's fingers.
"Yes, baby, come for me."
"I need you harder," Reece grunted.
Faith complied. She thrust her fingers harder in and out of her lover and thrust herself harder up and down on her hand. "Reece, I'm so close."
Faith's whine made Reece even wetter. The idea that her lover was riding her hand and getting off watching her touch herself brought a tingle into her thighs.
"Watch me come," Reece ground out as she tensed her body and attacked her clit with abandon.
"Yes!" Faith cried, her orgasm building from her toes at this sight.
Reece huffed a few times and her face scrunched up in concentration before she finally lost it. Faith looked into her lover's intense eyes. Reece was a goddess, her tongue twitching in her half-open mouth and her body tight as a bowstring. Her own muscles clamped and twitched. She felt Reece's hand on her shoulder and saw she wasn't touching herself anymore.
Reece groaned out Faith's name as she came, grinding herself into Faith's hand, lost in the feeling of her own hand being milked by her lover at the same time. They came loudly, spasming erratically, but with each other.
Faith revived first, climbed off Reece's hand and pushed her down on the desk, hopping on top of her. She kissed her senseless until the club owner relaxed around her hand and then pulled away from the kiss with a series of smaller nibbles to her lips. "Reece, you are amazing. I love you so much."
Reece chuckled, "I can say the same for you."
"You did that for me, thank you."
"Made love to you? Don't tell me you'r
e thanking..."
"No, silly. You touched yourself." Faith kissed Reece's nose and settled herself down on her shoulder. "It was wonderful," she shivered.
"Hey, it was for me, too," Reece smirked and kissed Faith's head before yawning.
"Poor baby. Are you exhausted?" Faith wrapped her arms under Reece's neck and squeezed her in a semi hug.
"Yeah, but it was well worth it."
"You're telling me." Faith ran her fingers through Reece's hair. "I like it, honey, I really like it. Who did it?"
"Cori."
Faith propped herself up on an elbow and looked disbelievingly at her lover. "You let her near you with a scissors? You trusted her with your hair?"
"Yeah, she did okay, didn't she?" Reece shrugged.
"I don't get you sometimes."
"Aw, Faith, she begged me. Besides, I threatened her within an inch of her life if I came out looking like a freak."
Faith chuckled into Reece's neck, "I bet you did. What did you say to her?"
"I told her I'd let you at her."
Faith pinched Reece's side. "Very funny."
"You can be scary, Faith. I'm afraid of you."
"I love you, Reece. Now hush, I'm going to take a nap."
Reece wrapped her arm around Faith's back and sat up. "We'd be more comfortable on the couch." She lifted her lover and Faith grumbled.
"Speak for yourself. I'm most comfortable when I'm in your arms; no matter where we are."
The club owner smiled at those words. Never before did she think she'd be the source of someone else's peace. It felt damn good. Settling herself on the couch, she stroked Faith's hair and kissed her on the head. "I really love you. You changed my life."
Faith snored. Reece chuckled and closed her eyes.
* * *
Faith's eyes fluttered open slowly and she tried to gather her bearings. Looking around the office, the actress smiled at the memory of the night before. She stretched healthily and turned her head to look for her lover. Her eyes widened and her smile broadened at the sight she encountered. Reece was wearing nothing but her unbuttoned tux shirt and was bending at the waist holding her ankles. Faith's first instinct was to crawl over and bury her face between Reece's cheeks until she noticed the odd red splotches on them and the backs of her lover's legs.
"Baby? What happened to your legs?"
Reece turned her head from her current position and this prompted a gasp of surprise from the actress.
"Your face! What happened to you?" Faith jumped up off the couch and howled as she left half her ass stuck to the leather.
"That," Reece said as she straightened up and snickered. "I had some trouble peeling myself off the couch."
"Ooooowww," Faith groaned and rubbed her ass.
Reece shook her head at Faith's childlike pout and bent backwards, stretching the rest of the kinks out of her sore body.
"Oh, that will make me forget my stinging butt," Faith said excitedly.
The club owner straightened up and grinned at Faith's joyful expression. "See something you like?"
"Absolutely! I'll take it," Faith nodded rapidly as her eyes took in the whole vision of her semi-nude lover.
"It's all yours. Should I wrap it?" Reece asked playfully holding both ends of her shirt open.
"Hell no! Bring it here, baby," Faith leered openly.
"No way. Not anywhere near the couch," Reece put both hands up in protest.
Faith came over and snuggled herself up against her lover's chest, wrapping both arms and a leg around her. Reece looked down at the top of Faith's head. She snickered at the unruliness of her hair and engulfed the actress with her arms.
"I wish I didn't have to go anywhere today, hon. I wish I could stay in your arms all day." Faith mumbled.
Reece nodded in full agreement with the actress. It felt so good to be loved the way Faith loved her and she wanted to get lost in this feeling all day.
Hearing the drawn-out sigh under her ear, Faith looked up into her lover's contented blue eyes. It brought a warmth to her heart to see Reece in this state. She smiled brightly up at her lover, "Comfy?"
"More than I thought I'd ever be allowed."
Faith craned her neck for a kiss and was very pleased when she received one. Settling back into the safe cocoon of Reece's warm embrace, she nestled her face between her breasts.
"Are you comfy?" Reece chuckled.
Faith nodded and kissed the side of Reece's breast, "I wish I could take this feeling with me."
Reece nodded again, feeling totally at peace.
"I feel safe, so loved and incredibly warm," Faith sighed herself, as Reece's arms tightened around her. "Sometimes all I need is one minute in your arms and I feel like I can take on the world. I miss you terribly when you're not there."
"I make you feel that?" Reece asked disbelievingly. "With just a hug?"
Faith closed her eyes and smiled against Reece's skin. "Reece, I cannot even begin to describe the ways you make me feel. Nothing compares to you."
Suddenly, Reece felt like crying and she had no idea why. Surprised, she blinked the feeling away. She had the urge to pick Faith up and twirl her around like a fool. Instead, Reece kissed the top of her head and closed her own eyes, drinking in the new sensations that Faith's words caused in her, knowing that as soon as they let go of each other, the world was going to turn as planned.
* * *
Reece was more than looking forward to flopping herself down into her big, inviting bed. Her back ached from sleeping on the couch, not to mention how her flesh felt in the spots where she had stuck to the leather. Reece ran her hands through her short hair repeatedly, getting used to the feeling of it, messing it up as she did. She went to the dresser and pulled out her most comfortable sweats and the softest, most worn out T-shirt. She had big plans involving her bed, a nap and these clothes. She stopped by the mirror and laughed at her appearance, remembering the many looks Barry had given her in the rear view mirror on the way home. Reece laughed out loud at what Barry must have thought when Faith dragged her out of the club. Whatever he was thinking probably pales in comparison to what Faith actually did to me just before we left. The tall woman studied her hair, trying to see as much of the back as she could, then began to inspect the red splotch on her cheek. She was frowning at it furiously when her doorbell rang. She shuffled down the stairs muttering to herself. Reece cursed her luck as she opened the door. "What?"
Cori and Violet both stared inquisitively at Reece. Her shirt was inside out and buttoned wrong, her hair was doing its best impression of Don King, there was a curious mark on her cheek, her pants were horribly wrinkled and the fly was open.
"What?" Reece asked again, this time filled with annoyance.
Cori nudged Violet who spoke up. "Uhm, we were going to ask you to come shopping with us... but..." the piercer cocked her head and chuckled quietly at her friend's state of dress.
Reece looked down at herself and grinned. She attempted to smooth out her hair and then zipped her fly. She stood aside and motioned for the two women to come in.
"What the hell happened to your face, Reece?" Cori stepped into the house and approached the grinning club owner.
Reece closed the door and turned to follow her friends into the kitchen. "I got stuck to the couch."
"Oh, no, is that why you look like that? Did you fight? You slept at the office?"
Reece laughed out loud at Violet's questions. "No, everything is fine. We both slept on the couch. I just got home, in fact."
Cori laughed too. "So... finally," she high fived her boss.
"Oh! Yeah?" Violet caught on. "Was it intense? Sometimes we hold off on it for a while cuz its so much hotter when we finally do make love."
"This is Faith we're talking about. It's always hot," Reece shrugged.
"Oh, god... get out the violins, Reece is totally smitten."
"Fuck you, freak."
"No, I'm serious. You're completely in love!"
"So? What
's the problem?"
"Nothing. I just never thought I'd see this day. You have no idea how fuzzy this makes me feel."
"I just may, Cor. I feel fuzzy myself." Reece blushed a bit and looked at her feet.
Cori smiled widely, "That's good to hear. So, have you told Faith?"
"She knows I love her, asshole," Reece rolled her eyes.
"No, I mean, did you tell her how you feel?" Cori said excitedly.
"I don't think so. Should I?" Reece asked nervously.
"Hell yeah!" Violet shouted. "It's very important to say how you feel all the time."
"What if I feel shitty," Reece teased.
"Even more important. Faith can't read your mind. She has no idea what you're thinking or feeling."
"Sometimes I have no idea what I'm feeling," Reece admitted. "It's a little... scary."
Cori sat by her friend and rubbed her arm. "Scary is good, Reece. You won't make a fool out of yourself, I promise. Faith will never laugh at your feelings. Try it, okay?"
Reece nodded, afraid to make eye contact in case they could read the actual depth of her fear.
"O.K. Now, go hit that bed, Reece. We'll take a rain check on the shopping thing. You look like you can use a nap," Cori said as she stood up.
"Thanks, guys, I really am tired." Reece saw her friends out and trudged up to bed. She lay in her comfortable clothes, in her big bed and thought of nothing but Faith. Poor baby. If I'm this wiped, she's gotta be exhausted.
The tall woman willed sleep to come, but it didn't happen. She turned onto her side and hugged Faith's pillow, but that proved to be the worst thing she could do. The pang in her belly got stronger. Why is this happening to me? I feel what... anxious? The club owner scrubbed her hands over her face. Should I tell her how I feel? What if she thinks it's stupid? Reece began to panic and took a few deep breaths to calm down. Maybe I'll call her and... no, that's no good. You know what you have to do.
* * *
It was break time for Faith. John had just finished re-applying her make-up when his cell phone began ringing.