by C. M. Albert
While they both shared dark, nearly black hair, Avaline’s skin was like porcelain, while her companion’s was the warm color of a café au lait. The woman’s facial features were feminine but angular, and there was power to her form, athleticism in a way Avaline’s body just wasn’t built. Avaline was all curves and sensual movements; the woman tied to the bed was sleek lines and athletic prowess. Even relaxed, the woman’s body held ripples of muscles in her torso that Avaline couldn’t wait to explore. She set thoughts of Dom aside, growing moist just looking at the beautiful woman before her.
She knew from her request that the woman was originally from Argentina. Her dark brown tresses fanned out around her on the white goose-down pillows, and Avaline itched to run her fingers through the tangle of long, thick hair.
In due time. Today was for languid pleasure.
She looked down at the woman spread out on the bed before her, so helpless, yet so powerful. Avaline knew she would acquiesce and do whatever was asked of her; but she had no desire for a sub. She wanted an equal, fiery partner. One who could match her stroke for stroke.
Avaline climbed onto the bed slowly, quietly. She lowered herself just inches from the woman’s skin as she breathed her way up her body, starting at her toes. She made sure the woman felt her warm breath soft against her skin; her flesh already pebbling at the sensation. Avaline dipped, brushing her hard nipples across the woman’s sensitive thighs, running them over her stomach and up her torso. She leaned forward, lightly brushing her lips over the woman’s ear. “I’ve been watching you,” Avaline said, gently biting the woman’s lobe. Her body arched in response and brushed against Avaline’s. Soft on soft. Even with muscular edges, women were just softer.
“¿Cuál es tu nombre, belleza ardiente?” Avaline asked, lowering herself onto the bed next to the woman and slowly trailing her hand down the flat valley between her cleavage. The woman had no body fat. She was like a sleek and powerful cheetah.
The woman turned her head, arching her small, firm breasts toward Avaline. “My name is Maricruz. I go by Cruz.”
“Maricruz,” Avaline echoed, her Castilian accent rolling the R with a sensuality the Spanish language was known for. “Fitting. My name is Emmeline, but you will not call me by my name. Our time together will be mostly silent, with only our bodies speaking. ¿Lo entiendes?”
Cruz nodded her head, sinking languidly onto the silken sheets. Each movement of her flawless tan skin sent waves of heat to Avaline’s center. The woman’s body was a masterpiece. Avaline ran her hand along Cruz’s torso, loving the way the muscles constricted hard and firm beneath her touch. She brought her lips to the soft skin, running her tongue flat against the taught flesh and tracing a circle around her belly button. She slid her tongue up the woman’s body, between her breasts, and to her throat. She drew the delicate skin along her clavicle into her mouth and began sucking. The quick intake of air told Avaline that Maricruz was responding to the warm sensation of mouth on skin.
Avaline lowered her hand and placed it on Cruz’s thigh, squeezing it. It was muscular and powerful, even while relaxed. “Have you ever been with a woman before, Maricruz?” Avaline asked, her fingers finding their way to the thick tangle of curls between the woman’s legs.
Cruz shook her head no, biting her lip as Avaline trailed her manicured nail up and down the outside of her center. “I will make you love the touch of a woman. There is nothing more profundamente conectando as feminine sensuality. I bet if you were unbound, you would be a wildcat in bed,” Avaline said, chuckling softly. She brought her mouth down to Maricruz’s, brushing her tongue lightly against the soft opening.
“Making love to a woman is freeing, Maricruz. I know a woman’s body because I have one. I know where to touch you, where to taste you . . . how to fuck you,” she said, sliding her finger into Cruz’s tight opening. “Jesús, estás apretado,” Avaline gasped, slowing her movements to a sensual rubbing back and forth.
She lowered her mouth to Maricruz’s and kissed her harder this time, letting her finger sink all the way in as she did. Her finger languidly explored Cruz as she took time to savor the sweet taste of the woman’s mouth. Cruz was already reaching out for more by raising her head to meet Avaline’s kiss, pushing her torso up so their bodies brushed.
Avaline pulled back, watching Cruz’s head fall back against the silk as she increased the speed of her finger. She brought her other hand down and slowly rolled it over the woman’s clit, helping her get even wetter so she could add another finger. Avaline soon felt her finger slide more easily in and out as she moved her hand in time to the heated tempo of “Béseme” that played quietly over the room’s speakers. Cruz lifted her hips to meet Avaline’s hand, begging for her to go deeper. She may be tight, but she was soft, ready.
Avaline squeezed Maricruz’s nipple while slowly inserting a second finger down below. Cruz expanded to fit her, her tight insides clenching around Avaline’s fingers as they curled and plunged, increasing the speed to bring the woman to her first orgasm.
Cruz’s body shook as Avaline worked her fingers along her G-spot, her body surrendering. Though her chest rose and fell with her increased heartbeat, Cruz bit her lip, staying quiet as Avaline had instructed. She rolled the length of her body like a wave, opening herself to Avaline.
That was another beauty of being with a woman—she could give Maricruz as many orgasms as her body could handle. She rolled on top of the woman, taking her head between her hands. This time, she took her mouth more forcefully, demanding passion in return. She’d eased the woman in with her first orgasm, now she would show Maricruz how sensual a woman’s lovemaking could really be.
She pressed herself against Cruz, her round breasts flattening against the woman’s firm, muscular chest. Avaline could feel Cruz’s hard nipples against her own. Leaning down, she took one into her mouth, even as she ground her hips against Cruz’s, bringing fireworks to their cores. She sucked hard on each breast, drawing the entire nipple into her mouth and biting gently, eliciting a soft, muffled moan from Cruz.
“Hold on,” Avaline said as she gently rolled off Maricruz’s eager body to grab a surprise from the bedside table. She leaned over Maricruz and whispered in her ear, “This is supposed to hurt a little, but the pain will be intensely intoxicating and shoot to all the right places. If it becomes painful, you may tell me. Otherwise, do not speak.”
Cruz nodded, but said nothing. Avaline leaned down, opening the first nipple clamp and securing it onto the woman’s sensitive bud. She heard a sharp intake of breath and watched as Cruz’s body tightened, then squirmed on the soft sheets. Avaline leaned over, securing the second clamp and letting it close tightly like a clothespin over the sensitive flesh. The clamps were connected by a small silver chain, delicate and shiny against Cruz’s soft brown skin. Avaline brought her lips to Cruz’s, slowly sucking on her lower lip as she lifted the chain, tugging gently at the tension. When Cruz gasped, bucking her hips, Avaline closed her mouth over hers, plunging her tongue in deep. Their tongues rolled and curled together, a desperate moan pushing from Cruz’s mouth as she whimpered in sweet pain.
Avaline lowered her mouth to trace Maricruz’s areolas, gently tugging the nipple clamps as she did. She knew from experience that the sensation of cold metal pinching hard against her delicate flesh while a warm tongue soothed the pain was a heady conflict of senses. Avaline trailed her mouth down Cruz’s taut body, her hands grazing each side as she did. Cruz lifted her bottom to meet Avaline as she settled comfortably between the woman’s legs.
She used her fingers to part Maricruz open, exposing her soft pink inner flesh. She ran her tongue slowly over Cruz’s clit first, drawing in the scent and taste of her partner. It was spicy like cinnamon, sweet like oranges. She flattened her tongue against the tight nub, warming her center as she prepared Cruz for more. She reached up and gently tugged on the chain, sending intense tingles of pleasure down Cruz’s body and causing her to arch, lifting herself to meet Avaline’s m
outh. She slid her tongue down, her hands gently teasing Maricruz’s soft curls. Her tongue ran up and down the outside of the woman’s slick opening. She was more than ready.
Avaline plunged her face into the woman’s hot center, thrusting her tongue in and out. She wrapped both arms under the woman’s thighs as she pulled her down, covering Maricruz’s clit and mons with her mouth as she sucked hard, teasing her beyond reason. She didn’t let go, even as Cruz bucked beneath her, her thighs shaking against Avaline.
She pulled back just long enough to free the bonds around the woman’s ankles. Cruz’s body was glistening with a light sheen of sweat, her body rising and falling as she panted for more. Avaline would give it to her.
She centered herself between Cruz’s legs and pushed them back toward the woman’s shoulders until she had her sweet opening high in the air. Maricruz was as flexible as she was muscular, and her legs easily settled on both sides of her head as Avaline nestled her face deeper into the woman’s opening, lapping at the slick juices like a hungry cat. She put one of her fingers into her mouth and wet it before tracing her tongue up and down her opening again, back and forth. She burrowed her nose against Cruz’s clit while slowly inserting her wet finger into Cruz’s backside. If Avaline thought her pussy was tight, it was nothing compared to this. She heard Cruz gasp as she slid her sole finger back and forth. She arched it, hitting a sensitive spot and feeling Maricruz push her bottom against her hand. Avaline smiled, pleased that Cruz’s body was responding so eagerly. She wiggled her finger inside with one hand, while sucking hard upon Maricruz’s clit until, finally, the woman exploded again, lowering her knees and shaking against the bed.
Avaline was just getting started on pleasing the beautiful Argentine’s body. She rose, leaving her sweaty and panting against the white silk sheets. She loved watching the rise and fall of her chest as she squirmed against her hand restraints. Without saying a word, Avaline went to wash her hands and face. She wanted the woman to taste her, too, and she wanted to be fresh when she did.
Avaline gathered an ice cube from the wet bar and walked back to the bed. She tugged at the nipple clamps one last time before removing them. There were indentations where the clamps had been firmly attached. Avaline rubbed the ice cube around the woman’s nipples, watching the skin pebble and the areola tighten in response. She leaned over and suckled on each one, drawing them back to shape.
“Did you like that?” Avaline whispered into her ear, tucking a long strand of dark hair behind it as she did. The woman’s hair was soft. Another day she would love to brush it for her. Though she knew there could be no other day. She sighed, not for the first time damning the rules and wishing they were different. Cruz nodded, licking her lips as if she had the same idea as Avaline. She was thirsty too.
Avaline peppered the woman’s face with kisses before finally finding her mouth and gently drawing in her lower lip between her teeth. She sucked the woman’s lip into her mouth and released it. “I want you to suck my bottom lip exactly as I just did to yours.” She allowed Maricruz to gently pull her lip in, tugging at it with confidence.
“When you suck the lips on my pussy, it will be the same way,” Avaline said. She sat up, swinging her leg over Cruz’s head. She positioned herself just above the woman’s mouth, facing the tall, white, tufted headboard. She held onto the top of the frame, gripping tightly as she lowered herself, sliding her wet opening over Cruz’s mouth. She felt the woman’s deft tongue snake out, licking up her center.
She moaned. Damn! Women’s mouths are so fucking soft. She let Cruz’s mouth come to her, tugging and nipping at her outer lips, sending waves of pleasure over her body. Cruz soon found her rhythm and began to thrust her tongue in and out as Avaline slid her wet opening across Cruz’s nose, letting it hit her clit in the process. She wanted more though. She wanted to be filled, and this was when she missed a man.
She slid her wet opening across Cruz’s chest, leaving evidence of her pleasure along the woman’s warm skin. “You did good for your first time,” she said as she took Cruz’s mouth in her own, drawing greedily.
Cruz kissed her back, hard. “Oh Dios mío,” Cruz whispered, biting Avaline’s lower lip.
“Ah, ah, ah,” Avaline teased. “There is to be no talking. Do I need to punish you?” she teased. Cruz nodded while arching her chest. “I am going to remove the restraints, but you are not to touch without being instructed, do you understand?”
Cruz nodded but said nothing as she rubbed at her wrists where they were pink from being bound for so long.
“Stay where you are,” she instructed. She kept the woman’s blindfold on, though secretly she was dying to see the rich depths of her eyes. She had a feeling they’d be dark pools she’d lose herself in.
Avaline stood, walking back to the nightstand. She silently slid into her harness, a large lifelike attachment at its center. “Roll onto your stomach,” Avaline instructed. The strap-on also had a small, vibrating bullet attached, sending light tremors through Avaline while she waited to pleasure Maricruz. She knew how hot the woman’s body was, begging for a full release. Avaline would give it to her, sending them both over the edge.
Cruz rolled slowly onto her stomach, her arms stretched lazily over her head. Avaline kneeled over her, breathing warm air onto the woman’s neck. She pulled Maricruz’s long, tousled hair to one side, pressing her nipples against her back as she did. Her lips latched onto the soft skin of her throat again, causing Cruz to bury her face into the silk sheets and moan.
“You’ve been a little naughty, so I’m going to have to discipline you. You must remain quiet while I do.”
Cruz nodded, rolling her head to the side and resting it on the bed. Avaline used her hands to hoist the woman’s bottom into the air. She kneeled behind it on the bed, eager to fill the woman’s tight pussy. First, she reached out and spanked Maricruz’s butt cheek, hard. Her skin smarted, leaving a bright pink spot. She slowly rubbed her hand over the cheek, massaging away the pain as Dom had done for her. Pushing the memory aside, she slid three fingers into Cruz’s tight opening as she gripped her hip. Maricruz pushed against Avaline’s hand, her damp opening sliding easily around her fingers.
“So you like this?” Avaline asked.
Cruz nodded, arching her back and pressing more firmly against Avaline’s hand.
“Do you think you can take even more?” Avaline asked low, heated.
When Cruz nodded, grinding her center against Avaline’s busy hand, she smacked the woman’s backside again, causing her skin to burn an even brighter pink. She leaned over and gently kissed the skin, bringing softness and pleasure to the sharp sting of pain.
Without warning, she grabbed both of Cruz’s hips and slowly slid the long, attached shaft into her wet opening, taking the place of her fingers. “Oh my God,” Cruz moaned out loud, not expecting to be filled this way.
Avaline spanked the woman’s ass cheek again as she slid slowly in and out. “No speaking,” she reminded Maricruz, who moaned into the sheets even as she bucked back to meet the long, thick length of the strap-on.
“There you go,” Avaline said softly, gripping the woman’s hips as she pushed and pulled in and out of her slick opening. She knew just how far to thrust in, knowing where to hit Cruz’s G-spot for maximum pleasure. She leaned over and played with the woman’s clit from behind, even as she pumped her hips at a steady pace. The vibrating base sent waves of pleasure through Avaline’s body at the same time, and she knew it wouldn’t be much longer before she exploded with heat. She felt Cruz’s legs shake as the woman thrust her body back against the hard shaft a few more times before releasing, falling against the soft sheets, her body spent.
Avaline pulled out, sliding off the harness and letting it fall to the floor. She slid into bed next to Maricruz and turned the woman so their bodies were facing. They were both glistening with sweat, their bodies easily sliding and coming together. Avaline finally let her hands find Maricruz’s hair, letting them get lost in t
he long, soft strands as they kissed.
The pace was slow, sensual, their bodies still humming from their shared pleasure. Avaline took Maricruz’s hand and led it down her body as she rolled onto her back. “I need you to pleasure me with your fingers, so I can release,” she whispered against Cruz’s mouth.
Maricruz nodded, making her way down Avaline’s body, using her hands as a guide since she still could not see. Avaline reached down and pulled the white silk blindfold from around the woman’s eyes, pure lust shooting straight to her belly when Cruz’s dark, exotic eyes met hers. Her lashes were long and thick, framing wide, almond-shaped eyes. A small birthmark graced the corner of her right eye all sexy as hell. There was no denying the heat mirrored back to Avaline.
Cruz never wavered her gaze as she kissed her way down Avaline’s body. When she got to her legs, she sat up, kneeling on the bed. “I’ve never done this before,” Cruz admitted quietly.
“Use your instinct,” Avaline whispered. “It’s just like kissing my mouth.”
Cruz nodded, bending down and kissing Avaline between the legs slowly. She teased her tongue around her center before inserting a finger, sliding it gently back and forth a few times. Avaline squirmed on the bed, the sensation and heat rising as it filled her body. “More,” she moaned.
Cruz inserted a second finger, driving them back and forth in the same rhythmic method Avaline had earlier. The woman was a quick learner. She arched them inside of Avaline, hitting her G-spot. Avaline purred in acknowledgement. “Press down on the top while you do that,” Avaline instructed, showing her how with her own hand. “And I need one more,” she gasped out.
With her left hand pressing just above Avaline’s mons, Cruz slid a third finger inside, finding her pace and hitting her G-spot every time. Avaline rocked her body against the woman’s hand, thrusting back and forth as she fucked her palm. Finally, as stars exploded behind her lids, Avaline came, her body shaking as she released against Maricruz’s fingers.
