Paper Dolls [Book Five]

by Blythe Stone

  “And what if I try?” I challenged. I spread my arms along the edge of the pool and held onto her body with just my legs, letting her trap me as I pushed my center into her and made light of my position.

  “Then I’ll stop you.” Her eyebrow rose and she tilted her head.

  “Hmmm,” I mused, staring at her. I let my hands go back to her shoulders and I tried to push back on her but she was strong and she fought me without trouble, leaning into me just to show how easy it was to have me kept.

  I let my hands slip down over her breasts as I grabbed them hard and tugged. It was maddening, in a way, she could control me so easily.

  As she fell into me I licked at her neck and pulled her head back by her hair, surprising her as I used the wall to push us both off and then swam away just as soon as she let her guard down.

  She’d fallen back because she trusted me and I weakened her.

  I was in the deep end now treading water.

  “Look at that,” I panted, triumphantly.

  “Yeah, well, you’re not getting out,” Avery said cockily. Her eyebrow rose as she said it and I knew she was probably right but I’d try anyway, just to see.

  I swam to the wall, I needed it.

  If I tried to get out right here she’d get to me quick and pull me back down, I knew that.

  I needed a plan.

  I took a deep breath and ducked under the water.

  It was dark. Knowing it would take her a second to see my dark shape move, I hesitated. If I timed it just right I might elude her. If I was tricky enough I might just win. After a fair amount of time, I pushed off the wall and aimed myself at the shallow end, kicking off hard and using my arms to pull me past her. This attempt was the smartest. It was the most covert. Plus, I would make the least amount of noise. My direction was almost perfect. I tried not to get to close but get close enough so that if I were to make it she’d feel really unskilled.

  For a second, I could tell she didn’t even move. Joy flooded me. If I could do it I’d be the one beating her at a physical game, which never happened with us.

  I pulled a few more strokes, feeling nearly there. But then I felt her strong hand close around my ankle like a clamp. As soon as I felt it I knew there was no use.

  She yanked on me hard and I let go, feeling my body float effortlessly backwards toward hers.

  I blew air through my nose and felt her body swimming over mine. I needed to breathe so I felt panic. If I wanted to come up now I couldn’t do it. She could kill me. Not that she would.

  Her arm wrapped around my waist and I felt how strong she was as she pulled me up and out of the water. I gasped in frustration as we came up for air.

  “DAMMIT!” I yelled, once I could breathe again. I hit the water hard with both of my hands, also kicking it since she had me so thoroughly carried. She had my back tight against her skin. I fought but she held me tighter, controlling me fast.

  She walked me quick to the side of the pool. I let my limbs calm. I was helpless with her.

  As we came to the wall I let my hands come up beneath my chin and clutch onto the edge as her body pressed into the back of mine and trapped me against the wall again. My forearms rest under the water against the grainy wall.

  “You almost had me,” she whispered.

  She let me go to do as I pleased and just stood there, waiting for my next move.

  It wasn’t fun. She’d always win. I used the wall to pull my body up a little so I could throw myself at her and force her to catch me. She tried to push me off of her but I held on tight with my legs and fought her arms, holding them by her wrists.

  “I didn’t almost have anything,” I said, looking down on her annoyed. She twisted her wrists and easily got my hands to let hers go. I hugged myself to her and felt her arm around my back.

  “Another second- then you could have gotten away- but did you really want to?”

  She ran her teeth over the spot where my neck met my shoulder and licked the water away, nibbling my skin before she kissed that spot with her lips.

  My entire body tensed around hers as I gasped. “No,” I confessed. I wanted her to do things to me. It’d be fun to win but if I ever did I’d still think she let me. “I want you to play with me,” I said, moving my body up on hers with the muscles in my legs and my hands at her shoulders. I lifted myself up pushing my breasts into her face so she’d have to touch them with her face.

  “Mmm, I see.” She perched forward and took one of my nipples into her mouth, trapping it with her teeth and flicking it with her tongue.

  “Yes,” I huffed, moving my legs up and tightening them as I let my hands get lost up in her hair, wanting her closer.

  She pulled back a little, letting go of my nipple and moving to the other, giving it the same treatment, but this time she pulled a little harder on my skin with her teeth and zapped my strength so easy.

  I felt my body slip down but her hands caught me and pushed me back up on her beneath the water, catching me about my thighs and my ass and keeping me where she wanted me. I felt like a doll in her arms. I let my hands wrap around her head again and pull.

  “You want to go in?” She asked. “Or…”

  “Fine,” I huffed. I liked the dark and the night. I liked the thrill of her here but we had school tomorrow. We should go.

  “You didn’t let me finish.” She gave me a hard look.

  “Finish then,” I said, semi-bothered.

  She went underwater and I felt her arms come up under me and then I was being lifted up in the water. When she came back up her face was level with my center and she was looking up at me for a moment. Then she struck- bit my inner thigh and trailed her tongue across to my folds and up to my clit. So smooth and easy.

  I held myself onto her, scared I’d fall. When she bit me I moaned and tensed, almost falling right over her but she caught me.

  Sly as ever, Avery started to taste me. I leaned into her with my whole body and wrapped around her head with all of my limbs, hanging on for dear life.

  “You okay?” She asked, licking me right after so I couldn’t answer her immediately.

  “Uhhhh!” I strained, trying to stay upright as I shivered. Whenever I’d slip she’d catch me.

  “You’re amazing,” she said.

  Her tongue darted into me and up around my sex. “Let me know if you need me to stop,” she teased me.

  “Don’t,” I panted.

  I could hear her laughing against me just a bit. The vibration on her tongue and her air.

  Every time she licked me I tensed. Above the water the night was so cold. I could feel myself shaking but the way she touched me was worth it. Clashing temperature fucked me up.

  “Okay,” she murmured into me as she started again, going faster than she did at the beach. Here we really could get caught so I had to try and be quiet.

  “Baby,” I whined, pulling her into me. I basically trapped her down there. “I’m gonna cum,” I whined pained by her. She was so warm and the night was so cold. My whole body was shaking, she was way too good. I wouldn’t last.

  If lights turned on I’d be so upset.

  I pulled her hair with all of my fingers lost on her scalp. As she worked away at me quickly, digging her nails into my inner thighs, I just tensed.

  “Fuck,” I whined, stuttering to try and breathe as she hummed into me. My body lit up like fire. I was squeezing her so tight everywhere as my body froze with the feeling and I came in her mouth rather hard, completely letting go, strength drained. My thighs pushed against her ears as fluid escaped me.

  She kept me there for a moment before backing up a little and letting me slide down into the water, keeping a tight hold on my body the whole time.

  “Baby,” I whined, falling down her body helplessly. She was far too good. I needed her to hold me.

  “Yes?” She asked, tucking my head into her shoulder. “What do you need?”

  “Take me home,” I asked, wanting to be in bed with her.


  “Okay,” she said. She pulled me toward the pool stairs and lifted me up, carrying me toward the house. My body clung to hers in the cold and I tried to breathe and come down from the high of being fucked by her. It was always better the second time and the third. I hung onto her and relished in the feel of being carried. She was so strong. My strong strong baby.

  When she stopped and set me down at the door I was sad. We got to the bedroom and went on through to the bathroom. She grabbed a towel, dried me off, and then took the towel to her own body.

  It was dark but she didn’t turn on the lights. I liked the dark with her.

  “We’re gonna sleep so good,” she smiled.

  “Lay me down,” I said, reaching to hold her again. I was feeling so needy right now. I wanted her against me. I put my arms around her neck and clung to her, wanting her to hold me again.

  She picked me up and took me into the bedroom, sitting me down onto the bed as she pulled back the covers behind me.

  “Okay, get in and I’ll be right back.”

  “Where’re you going?” I asked, confused.

  “I gotta go back to the bathroom,” she chuckled. “I promise I’ll be right back.”

  I heard the bathroom door close and then listened until I heard the toilet flush and the water going at the sink. She didn’t even turn on the light. It was quick.

  When the door opened again she trotted for the bed and jumped up, landing next to me and rolling over to pull me into her body.

  “Told you,” she rubbed her nose on my shoulder. “You could have clocked me. I was like The Flash.”

  “I don't like it when you leave,” I complained.

  “Me either but peeing isn’t romantic. I came back though and now you’ve got me all night. Well, what’s left of the night.”

  “Kiss me,” I said, being petulant. I wanted her to shut me up and make me see blackness. She was too good at causing that in me, too good at getting me to stop thinking.

  She didn't answer. She just did as I asked with a series of kisses that took my mental awareness away.

  I breathed between them sparingly, trying to take this moment and keep it for as long as I could. Everything we’d done since she got home earlier was perfect.

  If I actually let myself think about it I would cry.

  I didn’t want to cry.

  I wanted her to love me to sleep.

  “You’re so good to me,” I said, dazed and emotional. I felt so weak now. She stopped just enough for me to say it. Then she was back kissing me again, so soft, so perfect. “I love you,” I shook so close to breaking. “I love you so much.”

  “I love you too,” she whispered. “I want to dream good dreams about you again tonight.”

  “I want that too,” I whispered. I wished I could control it, make it happen. “How can I help?” I asked, remembering I could make things better.

  “You already have. This whole night has been the best. I'm supremely happy right now and you’re why.”

  She kissed me again and again- stretching my pleasure out- until she had to rest.

  If we didn’t sleep soon I’d lose it. All her touching made me too weak and her words did too. I was stuck. I held her tight and felt it as she pulled the blanket up over us, tucking us in.

  Tomorrow would be new. Each day felt so long lately, so much could happen, so much could change.

  I sighed against Avery’s skin and felt her delicately breathing. I ran my hand along the side of her face and brushed her head with the tips of my fingers.

  “G’night, baby,” she mumbled as she nudged my chin with her nose.

  “I love you,” I whispered again, knowing it was the only thing I was able to say.

  For a while I laid there and felt her. She was breathing so lovely and I liked the way her body pushed into mine.

  I was heavy from the day, completely satisfied from all the ways she had touched me. I let one of my hands take up residence in her hair while the other rubbed her skin.

  After a while I completely surrendered to exhaustion.

  When the morning came it came almost sudden. I hadn’t dreamed and I hadn’t gotten enough sleep. I woke dreary to Avery dressing off to the side.

  I pushed myself up and noticed the time.

  “Morning practice?” I asked.

  “Wha- yeah,” she smiled, coming over to me and sitting down at my side. She twisted to look down on me. Her hand touched my face lovingly. “You don’t have to be up,” she said. “I know it’s way too early.”

  Her thumb brushed over my lips and I let my tongue peek out and lick it as my eyes flickered up at hers.

  “I wanna be up when you’re up,” I said.

  I just wanted to touch her if she was about to be gone.

  I used my fingers to tighten around her wrist and pull her down to kiss me.

  Once she did it I could feel it like last night never ended. I arched my back and moved into her, that comfortable feeling of wanting her invaded me again. She pushed into me deeper. A moan escaped me and I felt her body climbing more up onto mine.

  “Go back to sleep,” she urged lovingly.

  “I’m gonna stay home,” I said, warning her. I really had no reason to go to class. I didn’t really need any of those classes to finish out my year. The ones I was serious about- I was pretty much done with and I had those teachers eating out of the palm of my hand for my papers and my test scores so it was almost disgusting. Ever since Ben, the whole administration had been treating us both like delicate flowers since we had dirt. I didn’t like those looks I got from them or the students. I didn’t like being there. “My mom and I have that lunch,” I reminded.

  Leaving Avery alone all day was always a risky thing.

  I hated to do it but then we had nights like last night, so perfect and so right.

  All this week confirmed was how it was a good idea for us to split paths more often so that when we came back together we really came back.

  “I’ll miss you,” she said, seeming sad but determined.

  “I’ll miss you too,” I said, knowing it well.

  She leaned down again and kissed me lovingly. She wanted to keep the kiss with her, carry it all day. I knew a kiss like that when I felt it. I knew what she was trying to do. She was savoring me.

  When she broke away and moved to get ready, I got up and threw an oversized shirt on real fast.

  “Can I make you something?” I asked. “Or meet you for breakfast?” I hated ditching her, it was so hard.

  Odd thing was, she was ditching me first. She just probably didn't plan on not seeing me right after.

  “You don’t have to,” she smiled awkwardly.

  “K, well… I’d like to.” I walked to her and put my arms around her neck, resting my forehead on hers. Her arms snaked around my waist and pulled me against her. I let out a sigh.

  “I can pick you up, when you’re clean,” I teased, a smirk taking over my face as I licked my lips. “I’ll take you to that diner and I won’t freak out on you this time,” I laughed.

  She tugged at me and I pulled my lips into hers- stealing her taste. The thought of being away from me got to her sometimes and I could tell. I could feel it in things like this, a deep deep kiss.

  I moved my hand to her neck and helped her to have me, pulling myself in as my mouth opened wider and she tried to push us into being one being.

  My head swam, soon I had both hands on her neck and I could feel her accidentally rubbing into my center with the all of hers.

  “Fuck,” I gasped as she finally pulled away. “Okay, you are way too good at that,” I said, wanting to jump on her and make her carry me everywhere.

  “I’m just happy about breakfast,” she said. “It’s nice to have something to look forward to.”

  I’d taken that from her before. That idea that she’d be seeing me after. I got that now…

  “Me too,” I said, a slow smile coming back to me. She kissed me stupid sometimes. Took all my coherent thoughts. />
  “Okay,” she said, letting go of me and moving to pick up her things. “I gotta go but it’ll probably be ready around 6:40, if you want.”

  “I want,” I insisted, pulling my hands behind my back and holding them as I waited to watch her depart.

  “Good,” she said, staring at me a second before moving to go.

  I followed her when she did move. I walked her out the door and all the way to her car. The cool pre-dawn breeze was fantastic and the sky was just about to become orange.