by Clara Reese
Kissing my way down her body, I knead one breast, rolling my palm over the pebbled nipple as I nip and suck at the other. Her breath comes out in quick raspy succession. I look up at her and the grin that splits her face touches every nerve in my body.
She angles her head towards me, and I lean over and kiss her, pressing my lips firmly against hers as her entire body quakes with excitement. Running a hand down her belly, I find the wet folds between her legs and press a finger to her clit. I can feel the flesh heat and moisten as I rub circles across it.
Her body comes alive beneath me, her hips bucking under my touch as I push one finger between the folds. Her cries of pleasure are long and drawn out adding to my own excitement and I let myself get lost in the moment, in the sensation, in her love.
35
Dawn
Gina’s bed is narrow but it’s right under the morning light. We’re pressed up against each other under the blanket and feeling our skin rubbing together is a sweet pleasure all its own.
She kisses me and I let myself relax, my head falling back. She rolls on top of me and runs her hands down my arms, pressing my wrists to the bed. I grin through the kiss.
When Tiffany did something like this, I was always afraid. I thought you were supposed to be, and that all domination games left the sub with a hefty dose of uncertainty.
I know so much better now. Gina would never, ever hurt me. If we play rough, if she dominates me, I know I have no reason to fear. She has no desire to cause me pain.
I feel my body lighting up all over as she presses me into the mattress with her body and her hands. She kisses me deeper and deeper and her hot breasts rubbing against mine feel almost as good as the grinding from her hips.
I can feel her wet, slick pussy rubbing on mine. I love how she pins me by the wrists and drives her hips into me, pleasuring us both. I’m so immersed in sensation. I open my mouth and legs wide, begging her to stroke at my tongue with hers.
She moves down my body, starting to kiss and lick across my chest and neck. She cups one breast, nibbling at the nipple while rolling the other against her palm. Our breathing comes rasping and harsh and fills the room.
She looks up at me through the hazy light. Her eyes are wide and gentle, sparkling with excitement. I grin at her, leaning over for a kiss, and her soft lips kneading at mine send shivers running right through my nipples, through my core and right to my clit.
While we kiss, she runs a hand down my belly and starts rubbing my clit. She presses firmly on it with her fingers, then slowly rubs me in circles. I feel myself pull away from the kiss so I can let my pleasure burst from my throat.
She presses down on my shoulder with her spare hand, running her lips along my neck. I buck my hips up and down and her fingers slide lower. My cries come out in long, drawn out yelps as she pushes one finger into me.
I’m thrashing now as she slowly works another finger into me. I’m out of my mind, all sensation and no thought. My head thrown back into the pillow, soft sheets all around me and relentless, exquisite pleasure.
Just as I’m sure I’m about to come, I feel Gina release me, her hands going away all at once. I flick my eyes open, but I don’t have time to move before her lips clamp on to my clit.
My scream shakes the walls, and I hear Gina’s mutter of satisfaction as she keeps up her attention. When her tongue travels lower and reaches into my pussy, my orgasm bursts over me, making my limbs thrash and my heart pound up into my ears. I’m literally trembling as the waves crash through me, finally subsiding into trickles of warmth across my skin.
I lay there, panting. I can barely move. Gina slides up beside me, cuddling me against her. I snuggle straight into her chest, wrapping my arms around her.
She tightens her arms around me and the scent of her damp skin against my cheek is familiar and comforting, as well as exciting.
I slide closer, bringing our bodies together. When I look up, I’m almost level with her warm smile, and I slide up a bit so I can kiss her.
She lets herself fall back as I lean forward, opening her mouth for me. She rolls on to her back and I settle on top of her, sitting up as I straddle her hips.
The light shifts, just slightly. It makes a glow fill the room, something that seems to be tangible. I can feel it on my skin. Something about the magic of the moment. The magic of us together.
Gina looks up at me, her eyes travelling over my breasts and belly, right down to my pussy where its pressed against her. Her mouth opens a little and her sigh is pure awe.
I’ve never felt so beautiful.
I start to move down and Gina opens her legs eagerly. As I slide onto my belly and get my arms under her legs, I watch her pussy getting wet in anticipation as I think about what I’m going to do to her.
I go straight for her pussy first, kneading with my lips to push my tongue in as deep as I can. Gina shouts and thrashes on the bed but I hold her tight and keep pushing, using my lips to tease all the folds of her pussy while my tongue licks up all the sweet juice I can find.
I ignore her cries and her bucking hips, holding her tight while I pleasure her. I start grinding on the mattress as I eat her. I’m so excited and so wet, I can feel my own orgasm not far off.
I pause for a second, leaving her breathless and trembling as she waits for my next move. I slowly bring my tongue to her clit, licking it with just the tip, tracing it gently.
Her breath heaves in and out, harsh gasps. She’s trembling all over and, as I wrap my lips around her clit, she rocks her hips towards me.
I lick my way back down again, diving into her pussy, holding nothing back as I try to devour her completely. She moans and scratches at the bed with her fingernails as I trail my tongue back up to her clit and slowly push two fingers into her pussy.
She yells, joy ringing through the room. I can feel her clit pulsing and her pussy clenching around my hand and I keep going, grinding myself on the mattress and eating her. My fingers pump into her hot, wet pussy and as soon as I feel the shuddering deep inside, I move my mouth back down to the glistening entrance and lick it, parting the inner folds and sucking away every drop of her delicious cum.
When the shudders begin to settle down, I realize I’ve been grinding so hard on the mattress that I’ve left my own wet spot. I was so entranced by Gina I didn’t even pay attention to my own pleasure. When I crawl my way up Gina’s body to collapse on her chest, I know this is how it will always be between us.
Laying on top of her, I feel her breathing. Beads of sweat begin to cool between our bodies and Gina pulls the blanket back over us. My cheek rests on her breastbone, feeling her heartbeat, feeling her breathing.
My world, my heaven. This is all I need, the only place I ever want to be.
I feel her arms reach up and wrap around me, cradling me to her chest. One hand comes up and cups the back of my head. The moment is so sweet I feel like I might cry. I nuzzle even closer to her and let my eyes close.
All I’ve ever wanted was someone who made me feel like this, someone who wanted me to feel like this.
Not just in love, not just full of passion.
But safe. Completely safe. Heart, body and soul.
36
Gina
I’m nervous.
I walk slowly around the foyer of the chalet, checking the cornicing and door frames for spots the painters have missed. I hold a small tin of cream-colored paint and occasionally touch up spots on the walls. Once I finish, I take hold of the sky blue paint and begin the circuit again, checking the huge mural for any bits that need to be redone.
I know I’m obsessing too much about this, but I can’t help it. After all, the is the end of all our hard work renovating the chalet, and the start of all our hard work running it as a domestic abuse shelter. The opening ceremony has to go well.
My scrutiny of the walls is interrupted by the door crashing open and loud voices filling the room. I smile and turn to face my family.
“Gina!” My brothers al
l chorus as one, and my little niece throws herself at me in delight.
“Hello bambina!” I say affectionately, but she scans the room, looking distressed. “What’s wrong?”
“Where’s Auntie Dawnie?” She wails. “Auntie Dawnie is going to teach me how to play checkers! She promised!”
Matteo laughs as he prys his daughter off me. “Looks like you’ve been replaced as the favorite aunt, Gina.”
I pout and pretend to sulk, before grinning again as Carlo staggers through the door. He’s still unsteady on his feet sometimes, but the heart transplant was a complete success, and he’s leaps and bounds ahead of where he was just a few months ago. Mama still tries to force him to take it easy, but he’s back playing football and is debating going to college next fall.
I hug my brothers and Mama, and leave them to make themselves drinks while I go to find Dawn and get rid of the last tins of paint lurking in the foyer. If the first guests are starting to arrive, then the ceremony will be starting soon, and there’s no more time to wander around fretting about minor details. Everything is ready. I just have to find my other host.
I don’t get very far before slender arms grab me from behind and squeeze me tight. I frown slightly in confusion. Those aren’t Dawn’s arms.
The puzzle is solved when I hear a laughing voice behind me. “Will you get off her, Gabby? You’ll make her spill the paint.”
I turn and embrace Gabby and Patricia properly. I still can’t help but feel inferior sometimes when I compare myself to Dawn’s beautiful, rich, highly successful friends, but I’m thrilled that they seem to like me as much as I like them. I even get a hug from Gabby, and according to Dawn that’s rather rare. I’ll have to remember to boast about that later in the evening.
I take Gabby and Patricia back through to the foyer and introduce them to my family. The kids take an immediate liking to Gabby, in her beautiful sequined tuxedo. Patricia meets my eye and grins as Gabby attempts to make conversation with them while looking vaguely uncomfortable.
“So…children,” she begins strongly, then falters. “Have you read the newspaper today? Isn’t the economy horrible this year? Um…I don’t suppose either of you interested in the finer details of aeronautical engineering?”
I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing and turn away. I still need to find Dawn, and it seems Gabby’s new friends are keeping her perfectly busy with questions about what exactly aeronautical engineering involves. She looks mildly stressed, and I note Patricia is making no effort to help her out of the hole she has dug for herself. She has found a glass of champagne for her, Matteo, and Lorena and they are all watching with glee as the children interrogate Gabby.
I find Dawn in the restaurant, directing the wait staff as they carry the final pieces of silverware and glasses to the tables. We’ve set up a bar and opened up the entire side of the room. It’s the most beautiful room in the building, with floor to ceiling glass doors and a view straight down to the lake. I still have to catch my breath every time I see it.
I give Dawn a peck on the cheek, and then grin as she pulls me back for a proper kiss.
“Hey, baby,” she murmurs. “Have a glass of bubbly. You deserve it. You’ve earned the weekend off.”
She’s right. I haven’t had more than an evening to myself since I was cast in an off-Broadway production a couple of months ago, and rehearsals began. We finally opened to rave reviews and it’s exhilarating being on the stage every night. Dawn has attended every show, and I tease her that she’s spent more time watching it than everyone else who’s seen it, combined.
The wedding prep has been stressful too, but has rather taken a back seat in the run up to the chalet’s opening. Dawn always reminds me that we should focus on one thing at a time, but I love keeping busy too much for that. After the ceremony tonight, we’re going to spend a long weekend here by the lake and finally have some time to ourselves.
We head back through to the foyer to find that Gabby has been rescued by Lorenzo, who has dispatched the kids off with Stefano and Carlo, and is now discussing his engineering course with Gabby. As we walk past, I hear him shyly mention that he was top of his class last semester, and she claps her hands in delight. I grin at Dawn. She was true to her word about name-dropping Lorenzo to Gabby regarding the summer internships she runs at her firm, and it looks like Lorenzo made the cut for this year.
The foyer fills up with mingling bodies. The top of New York society is rubbing shoulders with the charity workers and women the shelter will be helping, and it’s going really well. I don’t think we’ll be having any problems securing donations in future.
Dawn taps my shoulder and I turn around to see Charlotte and Katrina Monroe with their daughter. I hug them both and coo over little Chiara. She grabs a few strands of my hair that have escaped from my updo, and I laugh as Dawn and Charlotte try to disentangle her. Charlotte introduces me to Janet, a member of her security team, and Ben, her PA, and Dawn and Gabby both nod their recognition of them.
“Hey Janet, Ben. How are things at-oh shit!” Gabby’s attempts to make small talk are interrupted by my niece who, after spotting Gabby in the crowd, makes a beeline for her and grabs hold of her leg.
“Auntie Gabby, what are nanobots, and can I have one as a pet? Daddy said ‘no’ but if you say ‘yes’ then I’ll keep it at your house and visit it on weekends.”
I can’t help but laugh as Gabby struggles to decide whether to deal with the question of nanobots as pets first, or whether she should tackle the whole “Auntie” thing before she becomes committed. Dawn wraps her arms around me and buries her head in my shoulder. Her shaking tells me that she’s also finding the spectacle too cute for words.
We finally begin the ceremony. Dawn and I both make a speech and then the Mayor of New York City cuts the ribbon outside. Everyone cheers and claps wildly, and I feel the heavy satisfaction that the chalet is well and truly open. Tomorrow, the first two women who have been referred to the shelter will move in and soon all the rooms will be full.
I kiss Dawn lightly, and when I pull back, I am again struck by how beautiful and clever she is, and how lucky I am to have found her. She reaches towards me and pulls me closer so that her lips tickle my ear.
“I have never been happier,” she whispers to me, drawing away to read my expression.
I think about everything that led us to this moment. I think about my family, whole and healthy and together. I think about my career on the stage, finally starting. I think about all the hours of work that have gone into the chalet, and the many more to come.
I look into Dawn’s eyes and think about our upcoming wedding, followed by the rest of our lives together. I brush her hair away from her face and pulled her ear close to me.
“You just read my mind.”
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