Buried Permission

by Jennifer Kacey

  Danielle reached up with her free hand, pinching her nipples until Kerrington squirmed, groaning at the flash of lightning pleasure that streaked to her clit and back up.

  “Mission accomplished.” Danielle smirked.

  “Mmhmm,” was all she could muster as Danielle continued her dual torment, pushing her toward an orgasm she’d been dreaming of for as long as she could remember.

  “I’ve thought about it.”

  Kerrington stared at her, wondering if she was a mind reader.

  “Getting my clit pierced, I’ve wanted to have it done before but didn’t want to go by myself.” Her eyes flicked up to Kerrington and anxiety swirled all around her.

  Kerrington palmed her cheek, relishing her nuzzle again it. “I’ll take you to Inkluence, introduce you to Kyle. I’d bet he’d be more than happy to accessorize your pretty clit.”

  Danielle licked Kerrington’s palm, pulled her fingers free from her wet snatch, crawling up her body to kiss her mouth. She was off the bed with a hop, leaving Kerrington confused.

  “Where are you going?”

  “To get lube.”

  “I’m already sopping wet, why in the world would you need lube?”

  A twinkle of something really naughty flashed across Danielle’s face before she disappeared in the bathroom. Kerrington giggled with a fair amount of nerves and she tightened every muscle in her body, trying to prepare herself for whatever her best friend had planned for her.

  Danielle came back in holding a couple towels and a bottle of lube, stopping by the edge of the bed to stare down at Kerrington. A haunted look flashed behind her eyes before she spoke. “I’ve dreamed of this, sharing myself with you, showing you everything I’ve ever wanted to do to you. Tell me it’s real. Tell me once more I’m awake. I can’t wake up again to an empty bed and a broken heart.”

  Kerrington got to her knees, fisting Danielle’s hair, drawing her close so she could lick across her lips. She nipped them, tugging her head back to nibble on her neck, across her jaw. “I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.” She brought her face back down, rubbing her nose against Danielle’s. The kiss they shared, it was magic. Fireworks and sexual wonder all wrapped into a meeting of lips and teeth and tongue they’d never forget.

  “Then lay back down. You’re like the perfect toy I’ve been asking Santa for every year and I finally get to see how you light up.”

  Kerrington giggled, falling back on the bed. She moved higher on the mattress, her hair covering her face. Danielle climbed between her legs again and maneuvered a towel beneath Kerrington’s hips, protecting the bed from who knew what. She moved her hair away from her eyes and Kerrington’s heart thudded to a stop.

  Danielle had pulled on latex gloves, covering them with slick liquid. She looked up just as Kerrington’s mouth fell open with a tiny smack.

  One side of her mouth curled up along with an eyebrow. “Mine,” she claimed, tucking one hand against the opening to Kerrington’s pulsating core. “Mine,” she said again as she thrust several fingers in, burying them deep until Kerrington’s toes curled.

  Intensity wrapped around them, cocooning them in an intimate chrysalis where they would both emerge changed forever.

  Tears of happiness filled Kerrington’s eyes.

  Two words echoed inside her, replaying over and again, warming every inch of her with brilliant light. They slipped free on a prayer, or an oath. “I’m home.”

  Chapter Seven

  Danielle thrust her fingers in rapid fire then slowed, making her driving strokes fluid and enticing.

  And the latex gloves? Amazing. She’d never look at a box of them the same again.

  “Your pussy’s so damn pretty. I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long. Your lips are stretching around my fingers. If I had a strap-on I’d go after you with a huge dick to make sure you remember who’s fucking you, loving you.”

  Kerrington blushed, wondering how she got so lucky to be loved by her. “I’d like to try that someday.”

  Danielle shoved her fingers in, curling them at the end, finding some delicious place inside that Kerrington had thought was a myth.

  “Ahh…that’s…”

  “Feels good doesn’t it? It’s your G-spot.”

  “I always thought it had been invented by some dude trying to get a chick to sleep with him.”

  Danielle’s laugh bounced off the walls, settling inside her where she plunged in every few seconds.

  “Oh no, it’s quite real, but a girl is much more adept at finding it. We know our bodies a hell of a lot better than any person with a dick ever could. They shove it in a handful of times, fill a condom with sticky goo then fall asleep before we even knew the party started.”

  Kerrington had no clue how Danielle could carry on a normal conversation while playing with her. She could barely function well enough to breathe.

  “We’ll get to that in a minute.”

  “What?” Kerrington asked, trying to keep up.

  “A G-spot orgasm.”

  “I heard it’s messy and not worth it.”

  “It’s definitely worth it and if I’m doing it right we will absolutely be messy.”

  “In a minute…”

  “Yes. What about it?”

  “You said, in a minute. What’s coming now?”

  “You, if I have any clue what I’m doing.”

  Kerrington glanced away from the ceiling, focusing on Danielle. She expected to see a dazzling smile but instead Danielle was focused on her hand and what it was doing to her pussy.

  “Aaaaahh,” Kerrington moaned as the pressure increased deep inside.

  “You’ve used a vibrator right? A battery-operated boyfriend, or girlfriend in this case.”

  Kerrington wanted to laugh but couldn’t spare any brain power, since Danielle was stealing all of it. “Yes. It’s uhh…pink, pretty large, but it doesn’t feel as big as your hand does.”

  “Probably not, since I’ve got four fingers in your well-stretched pussy.”

  “Four?” Kerrington panted. She’d never used more than two on herself before.

  “About to be five, if I can get in there before you come.”

  Just the word “come” shot a tendril of need up to her clit.

  “Relax and let me do all the work. Don’t tense your muscles in your pelvis until I tell you to.” She added some more lube to her hand, then tucked her thumb in with her fingers.

  “Fuck,” Kerrington cursed, knowing there was no way she could get inside like that.

  Danielle used her free hand to swipe the pads of her fingers across Kerrington’s clit. Kerrington almost came off the bed it was so good.

  “God, you’re sucking my hand in on every thrust.”

  “I like…the pain,” Kerrington admitted, awestruck by that fact since she’d never been into anything but pleasure before.

  “Delicious isn’t it?”

  Thankfully it was a rhetorical question, because her ability to speak was pretty much shot to hell.

  Danielle pressed her fist in, pausing for a second to rub against her clit again. She pulled back, thrusting in the tiniest bit farther on the next stroke.

  Kerrington panted, trying desperately not to get lost in the sensations. She wanted to remember every second of it forever.

  Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, her orgasm so close a stiff breeze would push her over, Danielle stopped touching her clit, but twisted her slim fist in on each stroke.

  Kerrington opened her lips to tell her it was too much, she couldn’t take anymore, but Danielle plunged her fist forward. Kerrington cried out, pulling up her knees closer to her body, trying to make room.

  “Pinch your nipples, Kerrington. Close your eyes and pretend it’s me. Pinch them hard and come for me.” Danielle flicked her clit with her other fingers and Kerrington could do nothing to stop her hands from following Danielle’s command.

  She cupped her tits, squeezing them, pinching her nipples harder than she’d eve
r thought she could stand.

  The intense pleasure-filled pain lit the fuse on her orgasm. She sucked in a breath and screamed Danielle’s name, coming so hard she saw stars.

  Danielle fucked her with her hand, twisting it each time, never giving her a chance to settle before another climactic wave rolled her body through the surf.

  Her orgasm crashed through her, whipping her torso and limbs on every peak. She continued to rub and pinch her tits, licking her lips, moaning again and again.

  Danielle’s rhythm changed…

  No, it was her thrust…something was different with her thrust. She still went in and out, but when she got past her pelvic bone she pushed upward like a rapid-fire machine gun.

  Kerrington jerked when she found that special place on the front side of her pussy again.

  “There it is,” Danielle whispered, sounding nearly as come-drunk as Kerrington was. “I want you to go with it. It’s gonna feel odd at first. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

  Sensation built in the front side of her pelvis and she struggled to open her eyes so she could stare at Danielle.

  “It feels like I’m going to—”

  “Pee. I know, but you’re not going to. That’s not what this is. Do you trust me?” Danielle’s eyes darted up to hers, holding them for an eternity.

  “Yes.” Never had a complicated question deserved a simpler answer.

  Danielle pulled her fist out so the widest part of her palm put constant pressure on Kerrington’s pussy opening, then dug her fingers in over and over against the ridged area inside her core.

  “Oh, God, Danielle, Oh…God…”

  Danielle rubbed her clit like she’d never get to touch it again. She knew exactly how to touch her. It was exactly how Kerrington masturbated when she was alone. Sex would never be the same again.

  Pressure built and exploded in a rush of warm fluid as she came with a shout. She twitched and jerked as Danielle fucked her through another orgasm.

  It was like a balloon floating up to the sky until the pressure was so great the material burst and it slowly floated back down to the ground.

  The feeling welled up deep inside.

  She was safe and Danielle would catch her.

  The realization amazed her as she curled her toes and hands in time to the thrusts. Clenching her jaw together to keep from crying out wasn’t enough. A shout of joy—of peace—broke free again. Ribbons of sensation wrapped around each limb, holding her in a warm embrace of pleasure and love.

  Two things she’d been searching for in all the wrong places.

  Danielle petted her, slowly pulling her hand free, sliding it out, touching every sensitive inch of Kerrington’s core on the way out.

  She pulled off the gloves with a snap and wiped Kerrington off with the second towel.

  Kerrington whimpered, spontaneously twitching if Danielle grazed her clit with the terry material. Her pussy had never been so thoroughly used before.

  She couldn’t be happier. She’d finally accepted who she was and whom she was supposed to be with. She closed her eyes, wanting to nap for a while.

  “Don’t go to sleep yet, beautiful.” Danielle moved her, helping her out of bed so she could strip the sheet off the mattress to put a new one on.

  Danielle maneuvered her into the bathroom, ushering her into the shower where they kissed and cuddled, and loved one another while they got clean.

  They dried each other off, crawling back in bed. It probably wasn’t eight in the evening but they were both tired.

  “Earlier when you told me to shut up, you said something else.”

  Kerrington smiled, knowing exactly what she’d heard. “That I did. Would you like me to repeat it now that you’re ready to hear it?”

  Danielle drew her in close. “I’m more than ready.”

  Kerrington palmed her cheeks and stared into her eyes, allowing Danielle to see all of her unguarded emotion for the first time since their relationship as friends began so many years ago. “I love you. Now, and before, and forever. You’ve been the other half of me for as long as I can remember.” She stroked her hair, kissing her, holding her tight. “You are exactly what will make me happy and together we can do it all. I want you to move in with me so we can make my grandmother’s house our home. I want to marry you. We can have kids together or adopt or travel the world, you know, once we save up a lot of money.”

  Danielle sniffed with a laugh and a cry, hugging her close.

  “So for tonight, put me in the other room. Hell, put me in the corner for all I care but don’t make me leave. I love you. I want to be with you, commit to you, make a life with you. I can’t imagine my life without you.”

  “Are you sure I’m not dreaming? Maybe I’m in a trance or something and all of this is just a really nice dream.”

  Kerrington took a deep breath, preparing to take the plunge, divesting all of her reservations she’d carried around with her for so long. “When we went to Pulse and Dr. Mack asked everyone to picture what they desired the most…it was you. It’s always been you. But I’ve been waiting for permission from someone. A person to tell me it was okay to love you and lust after you and need you next to me.

  “Well, today, talking to Dr. Mack, when she had me in her office, she helped me realize I already had what I needed. I have my permission to be happy, with you. It was lost so deep I didn’t know it was there or how to find it, but she showed me.”

  “She’s a pretty great lady isn’t she?”

  Kerrington paused. “Definitely. I mean doggie and glue boys with stage climaxing is hot but wouldn’t exactly make her great. What came later was nothing short of amazing.”

  Danielle hugged her, kissing her softly, staring into her eyes, and brushed hair off her cheek. “Remember me saying I went and saw her a few weeks ago?”

  “Yes, but you didn’t tell me why.”

  “Erica, from the gym, told me about her, said she really helped her so I decided to take a chance. I went to her, hoping to get help with being an overeater.”

  “But you’re perfect. You don’t need to lose weight or anything.”

  “You’ve always made me feel pretty but staying at a healthy weight’s a struggle sometimes. Then I heard about the show she was doing and thought maybe you might get something out of it, too.”

  “I did.” Kerrington rolled over on top of her, forgetting about her earlier desire to rest. She straddled her thighs, so she could lick her nipples. She worked them with her tongue and teeth until they peaked into tight points begging for more. “I got you.”

  “Mmm…yes, you did, now what are you going to do with me?” Danielle scraped her fingernails down the outsides of Kerrington’s legs, arching closer to her mouth. She ran her thumbs up the inside of her thighs to tease the sensitive section of skin between them.

  “Anything and everything.” She captured Danielle’s mouth in a fiery kiss that tingled all the way to the top of her head, ricocheting down to her clit, which Danielle worked with her devilish fingers.

  Kerrington groaned into her lover’s mouth, tipping her head forward on a sigh. She tensed every muscle, rocking against her best friend’s hand as she urged her to raise her hips so she could slide two fingers inside her wet sheath.

  Danielle licked Kerrington’s bottom lip as she panted, trying to hold off the impending orgasm.

  “I’ve never been able to come again so fast. I don’t think I’ve ever in my life…had…this many orgasms…in one night.” Kerrington couldn’t breathe, couldn’t concentrate on speaking.

  Sensation spiraled out from her core, pulling every fiber tight inside her, like a spring being pried apart, ready to snap back together.

  Danielle grabbed her around the base of her skull, holding her forehead to hers, linking them in mind, body, and spirit.

  She added a twist to each thrust, hitting some spot deep inside that Kerrington was pretty sure hadn’t been found or identified yet. It was nirvana and Mecca and a little slice of heaven deep
inside her all wrapped into one.

  Danielle swiped her thumb across Kerrington’s clit, setting off the ignition to an orgasm so powerful they both cried out. Wave after wave of blissful energy surrounded them. The beauty of the moment magnified how perfect Danielle was for her. She knew her body better than she knew her own.

  She played it like a classical pianist tickled the ivories of a grand piano. They were made to be together and Kerrington fused her mouth to Danielle’s on a groan, needing her taste on her tongue as her orgasm pulsed through her groin. Involuntary muscle spasms twitched up her spine as she floated on a cloud of satisfaction and love.

  Danielle licked against Kerrington’s tongue, sucking it into her mouth. “We’ve got a lot of time to make up for,” Danielle whispered against her lips.

  Kerrington kissed her one more time then over her chin, along her throat and down her torso. As she squeezed her tits together on the way, she flicked both of her nipples simultaneously with her tongue.

  She kissed down Danielle’s body, smiling at the look of anticipation on her face as she separated Danielle’s thighs and settled between them. She pushed her thighs wide and moved toward the flow of sweet honey spilling from her pulsating core.

  Danielle had a death grip on the sheets beside her hips and that tiny O shaped her lips.

  “And I’m not going to waste even a single second of it. I want to taste you.”

  As soon as her tongue connected with Danielle’s tight clit, Danielle jerked, vowing, “I’m all yours.”

  Chapter Eight

  A few weeks later, David sat on Dr. Mack’s couch as they did at the end of each month to catch up on patient notes, determining if anyone needed follow-up. “I talked to Kerrington yesterday. She’s so happy. Danielle’s all moved into her house and they’re like newlyweds. She didn’t sound like she needed any follow-up to me but I told her I’d ask you and let her know if you thought differently.”

  “Not that I know of. She’s got the key and the tape and she knows she can call at any time if she needs anything.” She rearranged a stack of papers on her desk.