Even though she’s right, I don’t manage to answer. A strange mixture of delight, shock and anticipation have taken away my ability to think straight. It’s like I’m only my body now, only my impulse.
Continuing to tease, Syd draws the crop down my body so slowly I can barely feel it move. When it reaches my belly button, she drags it to my hip, then over my thigh, leaving a trail of goose bumps on my skin. “Spread your legs,” she says, tapping me on my thigh. When I don’t immediately comply, she strikes me there twice in quick succession, making me gasp. I spread my legs a little, and then she brings it down even harder on the inside of my right thigh. “Wider.”
My legs are shaky as I submit to her command, and I feel exposed and vulnerable. My nerve endings are on high alert and it’s like every touch is so much more extreme and impactful. My pussy is begging for attention, my clit twitching and aching it’s so hard.
Syd places the crop between my teeth again and picks up the other two cuffs. “Are you still okay?”
This is clearly a question she wants an answer to, and I nod as I’m unable to speak with the crop in my mouth. Syd takes one of my ankles and secures it to the bedpost. She’s careful, almost tender, the way she caresses it before tightening the cuff. When she takes my other foot, I freeze as my legs stretch wider apart, leaving me completely at her mercy.
Walking around the bed, she takes me in. “God, you have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now.” I could say the same for her because the look in her eyes drives me wild as she roams her gaze over my body, looking down and then back up again. She takes the crop and trails it up the inside of my leg until I’m so ready that I can’t take it anymore.
“Higher… please,” I mutter, tilting my head from side to side.
“Higher?” Syd brings it down hard, striking my pussy with force. I cry out and levitate off the bed, my body convulsing with both pleasure and pain. The sensation is profound and makes me feel alive, the sharp sting shooting right through to my inner core. “You mean there?” she asks, licking her lips. Her voice is teasing, and I can hear that she’s enjoying my whimpers as a glowing sensation settles on my sore pussy lips. I hardly have time to recover before she does it again.
“Fuck!” My head falls back and my eyes close tight.
“Want me to stop?” Syd walks over to me, cups my face and kisses me hard. Then she pulls away and lifts my chin for me to look at her. “Or do you want one more before I give you what you need?” Her expression is not sadistic, she knows it makes me feel good and she wants to finish what we started. I’m so close to coming and I’m not sure how much more I can take before I fall over the edge and climax. “You have to ask for more. I’m not doing anything you don’t want me to do.”
“One more,” I say, barely in a whisper, and I close my eyes again, preparing myself for the crop. It comes down hard, but the flash of pain is immediately taken over by a warm and wet sensation that feels so sublime, I can barely contain myself as I cry out her name. “Syd! Fuck!” I come with a force that almost scares me, and it doesn’t seem to end. I have no idea what’s going on but when I look down, I see she has crawled between my legs and her mouth is on me. She grabs my hips and drinks me in, all of me. It’s so powerful that my toes curl and my hands ball into fists, the cuffs chafing my wrists as my nails dig hard into my own skin. Thrusting my hips against her hungry mouth, I moan as she sucks the last aftershocks out of me. It leaves me throbbing, trembling, speechless, and more than a little confused. What the hell just happened? I mean, I know what happened, but if felt surreal, like I was looking down on myself. She’s touched a sacred part inside of me and it’s opened up portals I never knew existed. My body is in a state of bliss, all my muscles loose and limp as I lie here, unable to tear my gaze away from Syd, whose face is still buried between my thighs.
She looks up, gives me a sexy smile and licks her lips like a cat after finishing its meal. There’s something feline about her; the way she moves and does things with so much grace, always controlled, never in a rush. “Good?”
“Uhuh.” My ability to form a sentence has not returned yet, and I think it might be a while before I’m able to say something that makes sense. I follow her with my eyes as she undresses on the bed, salivating at the sight of her naked form. She crawls up and straddles me, then brushes her lips against mine before claiming my mouth. Kissing her and tasting myself on her lips feels incredible and I want to wrap my arms around her, but I can’t.
“Not yet,” she says, raising herself with a twinkle in her eyes. She grabs two pillows from the bed and places them on my arms. I can’t work out what she’s planning to do but then she moves forward, kneeling in front of my face with a leg on each side. I can smell her arousal, see her glistening wetness. When she lowers herself down to my mouth, I lap at her divine juices, cherishing her flavor. The sounds she makes and the way she rotates her hips over me drive me wild and I’m immediately turned on again. I take her throbbing clit into my mouth and suck it hard until she starts shaking, moaning louder. It’s incredible to have this power over her, even though I’m tied up, and I feel euphoric when she lets out a loud cry, arching her back as she holds onto the bedframe.
Syd stays there, catching her breath until finally, she relaxes and crawls off me, then reverently unbuckles my wrists and ankles. She lies down beside me and we fall into an embrace, our limbs entangled, holding onto each other like we never want to let go. I let out a soft sigh against her neck, marveling at how close I feel to her. Overcome with feelings I barely understand, I know one thing for certain: I don’t want this to end.
21
Syd strokes my dark hair and smiles at me. “I’m not sure how you feel about leaving the bed, but I’m thirsty and hungry.”
“Yeah, me too.” I want to stay here but my stomach is rumbling and I’m a little light-headed after four hours of exploring my sexual proclivities and finding out the most astonishing things about myself. Syd doesn’t push me, but I’m curious and I want to know everything, now that I’ve had a taste of how good sex can be. “I can cook you something if you have ingredients in the house.” It sounds strange coming from my mouth as I don’t think I’ve uttered those words before. I don’t even like to cook but I desperately want to do something for her in return.
“No, you’re my guest and you look like you need a rest. How about burgers, fries and a bath?” Syd grins and reaches for her phone. “We need to keep our strength up. I’ll order them.” She opens a delivery app and hands it to me. “You pick, unless you prefer something else? It’s a shame to get dressed if we have so little time left…” Her remark leaves a thick silence between us, and we look at each other, knowing we’re thinking the same thing: This cannot be the end.
“Burgers sound great,” I mumble, melancholy settling in my stomach at the prospect of flying back to LA tomorrow.
Candles are flickering under the mirror in Syd’s small bathroom and foam is cascading over the edge of the tub as we sit down, each on one side. There’s a folding table next to the bathtub with our food, a bottle of water and two glasses of white wine. We’ve been quiet until the delivery arrived, just cherishing each other’s company as we held each other in bed, but now I have so many questions, hopes and doubts.
“So, you’re really coming to visit me?”
Syd nods while she chews her food, never taking her eyes off me. “Of course. If you want that.”
“I do.” I sink down deeper in the water, resting my feet against the other end of the tub, clutching her waist. “Coming here, I didn’t think it would be so…” I take my time to find the right words but fail.
“Intense?” Syd finishes my sentence. “Amazing, surprising, mind-blowing, phenomenal, thrilling, insightful… passionate?”
“Yes, all of that.” I swallow hard, gathering courage to speak my mind. “I had no expectations apart from hoping we’d have great sex. But I really like you, and honestly, I think I’m going to miss you…” I bite my lip and hesit
ate. “So I want to thank you for two wonderful days.” What I really want to tell her, is that the past two days have been life-altering, but I figure that might be a bit much, even though it feels that way.
“The pleasure was all mine.” Syd studies me intently and takes a sip of her wine. “I sense you’re sad, but this doesn’t have to be the end, Val. It can be more than just the occasional visit if you want it to be. There’s nothing complicated about our situation other than the fact that we live far apart.” She shrugs. “A lot of people live far apart, and they manage to make it work.”
Her words cover me with comfort like the warm water we’re immersed in. “What are you saying?” I feel a glimmer of hope and manage a smile. I’m never this melodramatic and I don’t understand how I got this way just by being in her presence. But Syd has something magical about her, a way of reeling me in and making me love her world and her mind, and I don’t want to lose that.
“I’m saying maybe we should acknowledge what’s going on, admit that this is something rare and special.”
I nod slowly, agreeing with her. “It is. This had been incredible and you’re… well, you’re very special to me.” My lips pull into a smile because I see where she’s heading now. “So you think we should give this a name? As in dating?”
“Yeah. We can still date, no matter how far apart we live and it’s not like we’re short of funds to fly back and forth to see each other.” Syd shrugs. “I’d like you to be my girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend,” I say, more to myself, because the word needs a little getting used to. A career-driven woman like me has a husband, or a partner, not a girlfriend. Yet, that simple word fills me with joy and makes me giddy with excitement, like I’m seventeen years old all over again. I haven’t been my usual self in the past two days; to-the-point, serious and no-nonsense, but rather dreamy and passionate. Or maybe I’m wrong and I’ve been exactly that: myself. Maybe I’ve found a part of me that was lost because I feel so at ease with her. I’m not pretending to be someone I’m not and I’m not trying to impress her. Neither is she, and that gives me hope that this might actually be the start of something beautiful.
“Are you uncomfortable with giving this a name?” Syd asks, sensing my internal back-and-forth. “Because we don’t have to.”
“No, I’m not uncomfortable.” I sit right up and lean forward, needing to be closer to her. Just having her on the other side of the tub seems too far away now, and I miss her warmth. “I like girlfriend. Girlfriend is good.”
Syd looks both happy and relieved as she makes a twirling gesture with her finger, suggesting that I turn around. When I sink back against her body, I know this is right. I want to be with her, see where this takes us. I’m not exactly a romantic at heart, but with Syd, I feel like I’m living in a dream and I don’t want to wake up. She wraps her arms around me and buries her face in my neck, inhaling deeply against my skin. “Good. Then we’ll see each other again very soon.” She runs her fingertips over my breasts, making me shiver. “So don’t think about goodbyes right now. Think about all the fun stuff we can do before the morning comes.”
22
My hands are tied behind me, and Syd’s arm around my waist is holding me up as my legs feel like they’re going to give way underneath me. Her other hand is holding the tie of the red, silk fabric around my wrists, pulling me back against her. I’m facing myself in the bathroom mirror, watching her take me from behind. She’s wearing her robe and her strap-on, pounding into me. It’s one of the most erotic and sinful sights I’ve ever witnessed, and I can hardly believe this is me. My breasts are bouncing and my skin is gleaming with sweat. My hair is a wild tumble, my eyes burning with hunger and my red and swollen mouth is sore from hours of kissing. Intoxicated by arousal, I meet her gaze and hold my breath as she suddenly stops. My heartbeat accelerates, knowing what’s coming.
She lets go of my waist, grabs the vibrator from the sink in front of me and places it against my clit, pushing down on it, forcing my hips back as she stays still inside me. Watching me closely, she smiles as I thrash in her grip and let out a loud, throaty moan.
The sweet tightening in my core is growing stronger and I need her to let me come this time or I might lose it. She’s been teasing me relentlessly, withholding me from my orgasm three times already and I’m praying that now is the moment she’ll stop the sweet torture and let me implode. Just as I’m about to tip over the edge, she throws the device back into the sink and remains still, stroking my breasts and biting my earlobe. Her heavy breathing in my ear tells me she’s using all her willpower not to continue and chase release herself. I try to push back against the shaft, but she stops me and holds me still, waiting until my imminent orgasm subsides. My behind is glowing, her hand marks undoubtedly visible on my skin from earlier. I want her marks there, and I want the hickeys on my neck. They’ll be a reminder of her when I get home tomorrow, something to remember her by when I miss her.
“Please,” I say, shooting her a begging look. “Please fuck me and make me come.”
Dark clouds seem to skitter over Syd’s pale eyes, and I think my plea has taken away her last restraint as she slowly pulls out and then eases into me again. I suck in a breath through clenched teeth when she holds my arms behind me, yanks at the silken ties and starts fucking me relentlessly. The delicious feeling that envelops me every time she thrusts inside me makes me close my eyes, and everything cuts to white noise.
“Look at me,” I hear her say, and I open my eyes again to watch her. She loses her rhythm as her climax approaches but keeps her gaze fixed on me. I can’t wait any longer and allow myself to combust. Her hips push hard into my behind as my pussy clenches around the shaft and then she lets out the most beautiful cry that is so pure, it almost takes me out of the moment. Her arms wrap around me and she pulls me close against her, burying her face in my hair, shaking and breathing fast. I can still feel her hips jerking against me when she finally lets go and unties my hands.
Together, we drop to the cold, tiled floor because right now, neither of us has the energy to take another step. Syd opens her robe and pulls me into it, and as I align myself with her warm body, we fall into a tender kiss. Her hands are on my cheeks and her lips brush lightly over mine, barely touching as we breathe in each other’s air. I don’t know why, but I feel like crying and before I know it, a tear runs down my cheek.
“Hey, are you okay?” Syd whispers before kissing it away.
I nod. “Yeah, I’m fine. I don’t know what’s happening to me, I just feel so…” I swallow hard. “Happy, I guess… and calm.”
“That makes sense.” Syd gives me a sweet smile. “You needed this.”
“I did,” I admit. “I needed you, I think.” I’m not sure if that statement scares her, but she doesn’t seem fazed.
“I needed you too,” she admits. “And I’m so glad you’re here.”
I’m wrapped up in Syd’s robe and she’s wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt as we drink tea on her balcony with a blanket around us. I’m sitting on her lap because the chair on the other side of the table seemed too far away, and I want to be close to her while I still can. Below us, the street is deserted as a storm has hit the city. Thunder is rumbling in the background and now and then, lightning strikes, lighting up her beautiful face. I could look at her forever and never get tired of it.
“When did you know you liked women?” I ask.
“I always knew,” Syd says, as if that should make perfect sense to me. “I had my first real crush on a girl when I was twelve and ever since, I never doubted my sexuality.” She looks at me and grins. “When did you know you liked women?”
I know it’s a joke, but I still answer. “Probably the first time I saw your picture.” Licking my lips, I stare at her luscious mouth that has been all over my body by now. “I honestly couldn’t stop looking at it.”
Syd puts down her tea and squeezes me. We’re the total cliché of two new lovers who can’t get enough of each other; ex
cited, giddy, tactile, constantly on the brink of arousal. “I wanted you from the first time I saw your picture too.” Her smile fades, and she looks at me intently. “Would you have a problem with being gay?”
“No...” I shrug. “It just is what it is and that’s fine. If anything, I’m grateful that I discovered this about myself, even though I’m a little late to the party and I feel like I’ve wasted years not knowing how good it could be with a woman.” I pause as my mind wanders. “But if I’d known sooner, I probably wouldn’t have met you.”
“That’s true. And that would be a shame now, wouldn’t it?” She arches a brow and studies me as I hesitate. “Is there anything else you wanted to ask?”
“Yeah…” I purse my lips as I ponder over more things I don’t understand. “How did you know you liked to… dominate? Can I say that?”
“You can say that. You can call it anything that feels right.” Syd kisses my cheek and shoots me an adoring look as if I’m a toddler who’s only just learned how to walk. “It was never an instant thing, more like a growing curiosity. I was drawn to it but didn’t experience it personally until I dated an older woman when I was in my early twenties. She wanted me as her submissive, but I discovered that I preferred being on the other side. It’s not a lifestyle for me, though. Not like for some people. It’s something that I enjoy doing if the opportunity presents itself, but I won’t go looking for it. But with the right person it can be very sexy.” She brushes a lock of hair behind my ear and cups my cheek. “I like normal sex too; it’s raw and carnal, and it can be beautifully intimate, life-changing even. But sometimes, I like to play. It’s the waiting, the anticipation, the patience from both sides.” She gives me a playful smile. “And I love to tease, to build tension. Knowing I can make someone explode like you did tonight is both powerful and humbling at the same time. So, I guess for me, it’s like with food. Today I might feel like going for an indulgent meal in a fine dining restaurant and tomorrow I might just want to devour a burger.”
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