by Jay, Donna
The thought of what she had planned made Kelly’s breath hitch, but she needed to set the scene right. It would suck if she had to stop when they were both flying high because Lucy couldn’t get enough air.
“Turn your head to the side, clutch your hands above your head.”
The blindfold was knocked askew when Lucy did as she was told, but her eyes remained firmly shut.
That fact alone, the fact Lucy didn’t try to sneak a peek, let Kelly know Lucy was in the zone. She’d turned off conscious thought, her mind attuned to Kelly.
Overwhelmed, Kelly exalted in the control Lucy had given her, because to do less would be disrespectful of the privilege she’d been given.
Certain Lucy’s eyes would fly open when Kelly entered her, she adjusted the blindfold.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten you need to be punished. Not only were you half an hour late, but you were also topping from the bottom.”
Another waggle of her bottom.
“Oh my God, you’re such a brat.” Like a snake striking, Kelly’s hand shot out and connected with Lucy’s left butt cheek.
Three things happened at once; a loud crack echoed around the room, her palm smarted, and Lucy yelped.
“Ow. Sorry, Miss.”
Kelly ran her hand over the imprint left in her wake. The contrast of pink on white made her mouth water.
“Sorry for what?”
“Sassing you.”
“And being late,” Kelly prompted.
“That too, Miss.”
“Two transgressions earn two more blows.” Kelly delivered another two short, sharp whacks.
Lucy hissed out a breath. “Thank you, Miss.”
The husky timbre of her voice was music to Kelly’s ears, and as much as she’d love to turn her butt a delightful shade of crimson, Kelly needed to stay on track.
The ceiling light cast a glow on Lucy’s splayed body, drawing Kelly’s gaze to her glistening centre. And like a star-struck lover, Kelly stared in wonder at the gorgeous woman laid bare before her .
The bed dipped under her weight, and the heat of Lucy’s thighs seared into Kelly’s outer arms as she positioned herself between her legs.
In one long, slow stroke, she licked the length of Lucy’s slit.
A gasp tore from Lucy and her hips lifted off the bed, creating a gap between the mattress and her pelvis.
A perfect response as it gave Kelly better access to her mons.
Nostrils flaring, she circled Lucy’s clit with the pad of her thumb, enticing a whimper out of her. High on lust, Kelly buried her upper body between Lucy’s legs, working her to the edge with her fingers and tongue.
Once Lucy was squirming, panting, and gasping for release, Kelly backed off, not ready to grant her an orgasm just yet.
When Kelly extricated herself and stood, the bed groaned as if protesting on Lucy’s behalf.
Much to her delight, Lucy didn’t complain. Her submission robbed Kelly of breath. She’d played before, of course, but never with such a willing partner.
Anticipation zinged through Kelly’s veins as she retrieved the new toy out of her bedside drawer. She hiked her foot up on the edge of the bed and positioned the bulbous end at her entrance. Instantly, her arousal coated the surface, giving the smooth, blue silicon a polished appearance. Spreading her labia, Kelly slid the toy into place. It was cool but quickly warmed, matching the heat of her core.
Feeling empowered, Kelly glanced at the phallus jutting proudly from between her legs.
“Do you know what a Feeldoe is, Lucy-Lou?”
“Yes, Miss Kel.”
That wasn’t the reply Kelly had expected, considering the only other woman Lucy had slept with, Candy, sounded like a pillow princess.
Banishing those thoughts, Kelly asked the bigger question.
“Ever been fucked with one?”
“No, Miss.”
“Would you like to be?”
A whimper. “Yes, please.”
At the same time as Kelly moved to the foot of the bed, Lucy rolled onto her side .
“No! Don’t move,” Kelly snapped.
Lucy froze, and Kelly envisioned her eyes flying open behind the blindfold.
She put a reassuring hand on Lucy’s shoulder and softened her tone. “I’m going to pin you to the bed with the weight of my body, then take you from behind.”
Desire tingled under Kelly’s skin. She squeezed her muscles, loving the feel of the toy lodged snuggly inside her.
Earlier, she’d considered cutting a hole in an old pair of pantyhose, wearing them over top to help hold the Feeldoe in place. But confident her vaginal muscles were strong enough, she hadn’t bothered.
“Don’t think, just feel. Like I said, I’m going to take you back in time. Do you trust me to do that, Lucy?”
A crease formed between Lucy’s eyebrows as she, no doubt, pondered the meaning of Kelly’s words.
That was all she was getting though. Having the element of surprise on her side was one of the things Kelly loved about being in control.
“Yes,” Lucy said, gooseflesh pebbling her skin. “I trust you. ”
Kelly kissed a burning trail up the inside of Lucy’s thighs.
She stopped when she reached the apex, drinking in the sight of her glistening labia.
“So wet.”
Bypassing her centre, Kelly slid on top of Lucy, dragging her erect nipples over the curve of her backside, the dip of her lower back, and higher.
Kelly pushed Lucy’s black hair aside and kissed her shoulder blade. “I’m going to fuck you.”
A whimper tore from Lucy’s throat.
It was a sound Kelly had come to know well, and it never failed to excite her.
Balancing her weight on one elbow, Kelly reached between them and lined up the phallus. Despite not being able to feel sensation in the fake cock, she could feel resistance.
For a fleeting moment, Kelly wondered if Lucy was a virgin. The thought vanished when Lucy thrust back as though trying to impale herself.
“Greedy girl.” There was a smile in Kelly’s voice, but unlike the first time Lucy had hinted at what she wanted, and been denied, this time, Kelly did her bidding.
After a few shallow thrusts, Kelly entered Lucy in one fluid movement.
When Lucy sucked in a sharp breath, Kelly held still, allowing her a moment to adjust to the intrusion.
“You okay, Lucy?”
“Yes, yes. Please take me, use me, abuse me.”
Taken aback, yet incredibly turned on, Kelly moved her legs to the outside of Lucy’s and pushed Lucy’s together, effectively restraining Lucy with nothing more than her body.
“How do you feel?”
“Trapped, powerless, aroused…and embarrassed to admit that.”
Titillated by Lucy’s brutal honesty, yet never wanting her to feel ashamed of her kinky desires, Kelly clucked her tongue.
“Too much thinking.” She thrust forward, and was rewarded when Lucy exhaled an oomph.
“Try again.”
“Full. ”
Lucy returned her thrust. The impact of her backside on Kelly’s mound set her nerve endings on fire.
Like a contortionist, Kelly arched her spine, reached back between her legs, and activated the vibrating bullet at the base of the Feeldoe.
A groan tore from Lucy the second the first pulse hit. Kelly returned it as she plastered her body to Lucy’s back.
“Show me how you got off the first time you came.”
Breathing hard, a shiver rocked Lucy’s body. Her reaction was exquisite and exactly what Kelly had hoped for.
The feel of skin on skin, the vibrations stimulating Kelly’s core, was the nearest thing to erotic torture she’d ever experienced.
Fighting back the urge to pound into Lucy, Kelly balanced her weight on her hands, silently granting Lucy permission to reposition herself.
Without a word, Lucy slid her hands under her pelvis, bunching up the sheets as she did so. She w
rithed beneath Kelly, humping the bedsheets and bucking against her .
The eroticism of the moment, the hitch of Lucy’s breath, her half-hearted attempt to dislodge her captor, launched Kelly into ecstasy.
Although Kelly was on top, ironically, Lucy was unwittingly fucking her. With each thrust of her hips, the toy moved in and out of them simultaneously.
With each downward movement the bulbous end massaged Kelly’s G-spot, hurtling her toward orgasm at lightning speed.
“Keep that up.” Kelly sucked in a lungful of air. “I’m going to come.”
Covered in a sheen of sweat, Lucy stilled.
Kelly’s orgasm receded, leaving her frustrated and relieved at the same time.
Instinctively, Kelly shook her head. “Did I tell you to stop? Have you forgotten which one of us needs permission to come?”
As she spoke, Kelly rotated her pelvis, tormenting Lucy with slow, controlled movements.
“No, Miss Kel. But your words excited me. I didn’t want to come without your consent.”
Well fuck .
Love, or perhaps it was lust, bloomed in Kelly’s chest. They weren’t just fucking, roleplaying, scratching an itch, or whatever else fuckbuddies did. They were making love, attuned to one another’s bodies, feeding off each other’s arousal.
“My exact words were, ‘keep that up’. Now do it, Lucy. Buck against me, struggle like your life depends on it. Or more accurately, your orgasm.”
The volume of Kelly’s voice increased along with her arousal.
The sharp snap of Lucy’s hips caught her by surprise. She clenched her inner muscles, relieved the sudden movement didn’t dislodge the Feeldoe.
After one more vigorous thrust, Lucy settled into a rhythm, rotating her pelvis in concentrated movements.
Kelly’s breath hitched when the vibrating bulb slammed against her G-spot.
Lust zinging through her veins, Kelly slowly thrust in and out of Lucy, the ridges on the phallus massaging her clit.
As tempted as she was to utter dirty words in Lucy’s ear, to ask if she liked being fucked from behind, Kelly didn’t want to take her out of her head. Orders could be followed without thought, questions required thinking.
Losing herself in the moment, Kelly kissed the slope of Lucy’s neck.
Lucy’s breathy moans sent shockwaves of pleasure pulsing through Kelly.
Sweat pooled between their bodies, creating a slippery, erotic ride.
“Fuck! You’re so damn sexy, Lucy-Lou.”
Kelly’s nipples ached, her entire body screaming for release. The vibrations assaulting her body, drove her higher and higher.
“I’m close, Lucy.” Tension coiled low in her belly.
“Me…too,” Lucy said, her voice pained. “Permission to come, Miss?”
At that, Kelly’s arousal reached a crescendo. “Do it. Come for me.”
As one, they peaked, panting and gasping, inner walls clenching and releasing the conjoined toy as they rode out their orgasms, absorbing and prolonging each other’s pleasure.
Sated, and giddy beyond belief, Kelly slowly pulled out of Lucy, removed the Feeldoe from herself and tossed it on the floor.
Clean up could wait.
Fanning herself with the sheet, Kelly blew out a breath, raising the hair off her forehead. “Damn, it’s hot in here.”
Face down, a sob hiccupped out of Lucy.
Stunned, Kelly’s heart jumped into her throat.
Had she hurt Lucy? No, she didn’t think so.
Shit, did she have sub-drop? Emotions had been running high.
Kelly panicked, she had no experience with the phenomenon. Acting on instinct, she yanked the blindfold off Lucy, dragged her up, and cradled her in her arms.
“Shhh, shhh. It’s okay, I’ve got you.”
Hot tears dripped onto Kelly’s shoulder. Lucy snuggled closer, her body trembling against her side.
God, Kelly was so out of her element. She pulled the duvet up and covered them, hoping it would give Lucy comfort.
Laugh-crying Lucy flung the blanket off. “Are you crazy, woman? It’s sweltering in here.”
Confused, Kelly gazed into the depths of Lucy’s watery eyes, trying to get a read on her. Coming up blank, she forced a smile.
“You okay?”
“Goodness me, yes.”
That smile, the one that lit up Kelly’s world, spread across Lucy’s face. Her hair was plastered to her forehead, tears streaked her cheeks, beads of sweat rested on her upper lip, and she’d never looked more gorgeous.
“You’re doing it again.” Lucy quirked an eyebrow.
Happy to be the source of Lucy’s amusement, Kelly propped herself up against the pillows.
“Doing what?”
“Drooling.”
“Get used to it.”
Smiling, Lucy rested her head on Kelly’s shoulder.
Although the atmosphere was relaxed, Kelly was still concerned. She smoothed down Lucy’s hair and kissed the top of her head. “Wanna tell me what that was about? ”
“You remembered,” Lucy said.
The gratitude in her tone made Kelly’s heart sing.
“I did,” Kelly said simply.
She’d often thought back to the day Lucy had told her, so casually, that she liked being restrained, to the extent that she’d tied herself up.
“When you said you were going to take me back in time, I didn’t know what you meant. I just needed to escape, to forget about the day.”
Kelly cupped Lucy’s chin, tilted her head back, and kissed her, hard.
A shy smile spread across Lucy’s face. “You know, I always felt embarrassed about the way I got off the first time. Who the fuck humps their bedsheets?”
More people than were willing to admit it, Kelly didn’t say. After all, it was a rhetorical question.
“Funny thing is, I’ve never told another soul, yet I just blurted it out to you.” A tear rolled down her cheek. She pointed to her eyes. “These are tears of gratitude. Thank you for recreating that time for me.”
A lump formed in Kelly’s throat. The gamble she’d made couldn’t have paid higher dividends.
Chapter 31
Cuddled up in bed after a quick shower, Kelly’s post-coital bliss took a backseat as more pressing matters took forefront.
“Now what?” Lucy asked.
The sad smile Lucy gave her made Kelly’s heart ache. She wished she could wrap Lucy in cotton wool and shelter her from the world. Which was ridiculous.
Wanting to offer comfort, Kelly rolled onto her side.
“Come here.” She draped an arm across Lucy’s waist and pulled her close. Their breasts and tummies aligned as though they were made for each other.
When their kneecaps banged, Kelly smirked. She straightened her leg, letting Lucy fling hers over top.
It was far too hot to be cuddling, but Kelly would burn in hell if it meant never letting go of Lucy.
For a minute, she lost herself in the depths of Lucy’s green-eyed gaze .
“Now, you move in here,” Kelly said. “We take life one day at a time, and place bets on how long you can put up with me.”
When Lucy didn’t so much as crack a smile, Kelly’s stomach plummeted.
Couldn’t she at least appear grateful, rather than look like she’d just been handed a life sentence with no possibility of parole?
“Look, Lucy. I know it’s too soon for us to be moving in together…permanently.” Kelly almost choked on the last word.
In the pit of her stomach, she hoped Lucy was her forever.
“I’m trying to make the best of a bad situation. If you have a better solution, I’m all ears.”
A devilish smile lit up Lucy’s features. Kelly didn’t know whether to feel pissed off or to kiss the stupid grin off her face.
“You done?” Lucy quirked an eyebrow.
Acting her age, twenty-five, Kelly harrumphed.
Chuckling, Lucy swept her foot up the back of Kelly’s le
gs. It was strangely comforting .
“I have a queen-sized bed, and five-piece bedroom suite.” She glanced around Kelly’s small bedroom. “I’d rather not have to ship them back to New Plymouth, and risk damage during transit. Although, my brothers...”
Having already thought about the issue of space, Kelly silenced Lucy with a chaste kiss.
When they broke apart, the passion burning in Lucy’s eyes robbed Kelly of breath. For the second time that night, Kelly wished she could take away Lucy’s worries.
“It’s getting late.” Kelly tapped Lucy’s temple. “Shut off that brain of yours and get some sleep. Let me take care of it, of you, okay?”
Nodding, Lucy rolled onto her side.
Happy beyond belief, Kelly spooned Lucy from behind. She kissed the nape of her neck. “Goodnight, sweet lady.”
***
The following morning, after seeing Lucy off to work and texting Nicole to give her an update, Kelly did something totally out of character—baked.
The end result made her chuckle. What started out as perfect dollops of cookie dough, morphed into one big cookie.
Smiling, despite her failed attempt, Kelly sliced the mass into edible sized squares. After dividing the batch in half, she put one container in the cupboard and the other in her backpack.
The morning sun bathed the flat in an orange hue, leading Kelly to believe it was another warm day. When she poked her nose outside, a cool southerly breeze whipped around her shoulders and down her neck.
Shuddering, she quickly closed the door. Who liked the cold? Not her, that was for sure.
Rather than grab her helmet, Kelly put on her sneakers and flung her backpack over her shoulders.
A brisk walk would get her blood pumping, and the thirty-minute trek would give her time to gather her thoughts.
Although her mum wasn’t one to judge—she’d never been anything but supportive—surely Kelly’s news would come as a shock.
Her mother was yet to meet Lucy, yet here Kelly was on her way to tell her they were moving in together. And if that wasn’t enough, to top it all off, Kelly had a favour to ask.
Half an hour later, exhausted more from her mind running in circles than the hike through town, Kelly was on the home straight. The sight of her childhood home looming in the distance made her feel nostalgic.