Skyclad

by Max Ellendale

"Taste you why, kitten? What does tasting you do?" She spoke the last part with her mouth barely an inch from me. Her hot breath caressed my exposed flesh. I lifted my hips in effort to connect with her but it only made her lean away.

  "Please," I begged as beads of sweat formed along my abdomen. "Please, Mae."

  "Please what?" Again, with one finger, she drew a circle around my clit. I cried out painfully when she stopped.

  "Please make me...Ahh." I sucked in my breath as shudders wracked my body.

  "Make you what, kitten?" She raked her finger over me again then brought it to her lips.

  "Make me come, please." Begging wasn't a strong enough word to describe my plea. My toes curled, my body arched and I couldn't stand the limbo anymore. My center throbbed, threatening to explode while my heart pounded in my ears.

  "Mmm, yes, that's my girl. Are you sure that's what you want?" She licked her lips, rolling onto her belly between my legs. Her hair tickled my thighs as she placed her hands on me, parting my folds delicately. Again, I whimpered my plea.

  "Yes," I hissed, rolling my hips toward her.

  "Then I'll make you come, kitten. Until you can't come any more."

  Her tongue lapped at me, licking and flicking my most sensitive places. She never remained in one spot long enough to bring me to climax. It was maddening as every inch of me craved release. I cried out when her tongue met my clit again at the same time that she dipped her fingers inside me.

  "How about this way, kitten? Will this suit you?" Her deep, throaty words forced hot breath against my core. I nodded, gulped, and gasped.

  "Yes, please."

  "Are you sure?" she asked, but didn't give me a chance to respond. Mae wrapped her lips around my swollen nub and sucked gently as her tongue flicked rapidly side to side. I cried out, arching toward her at the same moment she slid her fingers deeper inside me. Her attack on my clit changed to slow circles as she pumped in and out of me.

  I couldn't hold on through it. The buildup raced through me like fire to gasoline, exploding at my center and sending shockwaves from head to toe. I shouted as pleasure coursed through me with unrelenting intensity. It lifted me from the bed, tightening every muscle. Mae rode me through it, her thrusting never ceasing nor had her attention on my clit. After what seemed like forever, my body released, dropping me to the bed in a trembling heap. Mae removed her mouth but didn't stop her movement inside of me, easing me with slow, deep strokes. I gasped for breath as she caressed my stomach. Her lips pressed against my thigh as she continued to work me. She held me in a bliss-filled dance until my body had no other option but to respond. A deep, slow-rolling orgasm built inside me, pouring from my core and sending tingles over my skin. A guttural moan escaped me as another wave of ecstasy curled my toes. I gripped the bindings on my wrists and held my breath. This climax lasted longer than the first, raging through my body like a cascading monsoon. Pulsing, thrumming, playing me like a long drawn out chord.

  When I collapsed again, Mae slid her fingers from me, gazing down at the breathless mess she made. I could barely move. My damp hair matted to my face as I watched her. Mae seemed just as breathless as she reached between her own legs, stroking herself a few times. I watched as shudders ran up her body, hoping that she would continue. She didn't and, instead, drew her hand away to caress my midsection.

  "I'm not done with you yet," she whispered and gripped my hip, urging me to roll on my stomach. The bindings twisted, tightening some. Mae adjusted them as she climbed over me, brushing my hair off my back. She kissed my neck and shoulder, sucking hard enough to make me gasp at one point. Forging a trail downward, she continued to kiss me. Over each slender scar followed by a delicate caress. She massaged me, dragging her middle over my rear until I could feel her soaked, hot center against me. "On your knees," she commanded as she moved down my legs.

  I was at her disposal, no matter how much I tried to execute my own will, it paled in comparison to my desire to heed her. Mae supported my hips as I struggled to kneel, dropping my head down on the pillows, which left my rear up thrust. She parted my legs to her liking and moved between them, pressing her pelvis to my throbbing center. With a quick, hard thrust, she slammed into me and I cried out again, history taught me to expect something more after a move like that. When it didn't happen, I closed my eyes, desperately trying to control my breathing.

  "Hmm… familiar with that, are you?" She repeated the move, the sound of our flesh slapping together filled the room.

  "Mae," her name escaped me between gasps. She gripped my hips and pounded against me as if she were actually thrusting herself inside. The impact, the way she moved me and controlled our connection had me meeting her halfway. It didn't matter that she wasn't buried inside me. My body quaked and a shaky round of shivers raced up my back when Mae set off a more delicate orgasm. I throbbed against her as she grinded herself against my rear. The slipping and rolling of her clit against my flesh was followed by a brief pause. She moaned softly and her fingers trembled against my hips. I glanced over my shoulder but couldn't see what she was doing. I imagined what she looked like in the thralls of pleasure. Perky nipples, quivering folds.

  The bed bounced a bit until her hair grazed my calves. Overheated arms wrapped around my thighs, pulling me downward. My legs parted a bit uncomfortably until the distraction of her mouth on me again made me forget the discomfort. Without an ounce of reserve, she devoured me from under. She had never taken me this way before, in all our time together. I couldn't hold myself up on my elbows anymore, which meant her mouth completely controlled my body. She shoved her tongue inside me, sucked my folds and brushed her fingers over whatever they could reach. She latched onto me and my body accepted her. I moaned, biting on the pillow beneath me as she bounced my core against her face. My hips rolled against her, grinding when she attacked my clit with ferocity followed by a violent shaking of her head. I shouted into the pillow as her nails dug into my rear, holding me to her in a desperate display of hunger.

  She got what she wanted a moment later when my body erupted into an earth-shattering orgasm. I writhed, screamed, and bucked. She controlled my pleasure, my body and demanded my release. Again, and again after that.

  Finally, after god only knows how long, she slid from beneath me and I collapsed on the bed. I'd never been driven to the brink like this before. I'd lost control of my body to the deepest depths of human pleasure. She crawled over me, nibbling my ear as she released the silken bindings. I could barely move after that and my arms dropped to the bed. Breathing wasn't easy and my legs wouldn't listen to me.

  Mae slipped her arms under me, pulling me to her as she lay beside me. I buried my face against her neck as she embraced me. A soft chuckle escaped her as she tangled her legs with mine.

  "Until you can't anymore," she whispered hot breath in my ear.

  Chapter Three

  Mae's gentle stroking of my hair woke me the next morning. Beams of sunlight poured over her shoulders as she lay on her side facing me, naked and beautiful. A single strand of ginger curled around her nipple.

  "I didn't think you'd ever wake up," she said through a grin.

  "Your fault." I rolled a bit then moved closer to her. All I wanted was to feel her arms around me this morning. As if she read my mind, she embraced me. I tucked myself close to her and she kissed my shoulder.

  "Shit," she said, suddenly tugging my arms forward. "Did you tug on the silk?"

  "Probably," I said as she ran her fingers over the bruises on my wrists. It didn't bother me, I knew how they got there. And I enjoyed it.

  "I'm sorry, kitten. I've marked you up," she said, caressing my face.

  "I'll just have to mark you back sometime." I traced my thumb over her bottom lip. A gentle smile curved her lips and she leaned down to kiss me. I ran my fingers through her hair, sighing softly when she released me.

  "I like that promise," she said, rolling with me so that she was on her back. I grunted when every inch of me ached with soreness.<
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  "I think you broke me," I said, resting my head on her shoulder.

  "Achievement unlocked." She grinned while stroking my arm. "What time do you work today?"

  "Is it Monday?" I peeked up at her.

  "Uh huh. Dreaded Monday."

  "No class on Mondays this semester." I yawned as I drew circles around her breasts with my fingernail. "Which means more classes on Tuesdays and Wednesdays."

  "You can work with me today then." Her belly quivered when I neared her nipples. "Dec...decorating for Halloween." She gulped when I moved to her other breast.

  "Do you like Halloween?"

  "Mostly. It's our biggest sales time." Mae's body tensed the more I teased her as it often did when she was in a more vulnerable position. Months later and she still reacted to me this way. She'd never once stopped my affections despite her tenuous physical response.

  "Do you dress up for the trick-or-treaters?" I pressed my palm to her stomach and slid downward until my fingers surrounded her already-slippery folds.

  "You're fucking killing me," she gasped out her words and laughed a bit after.

  "I want to kill you good then." I stroked her, dipping into her warmest, softest places. Delicate gasps escaped her mouth as she reached for mine. I withheld for a moment while I circled her clit, slow then flicking, in the manner she'd done to me. She moaned, lifting herself to me and, as our lips connected, I slipped two fingers inside her. Her fingers dug into my arm while my tongue probed her mouth. I shifted my weight to mount her, kneeling between her legs as she parted them. Her hands fell to my hips as I moved against her, rhythmically and slow, allowing my feelings for her to flow through my body, mouth, and fingers.

  Sex turned to lovemaking in a way it hadn't before. Mae's response was immediate. We rocked together, and she reached between us to cup my mound the same way I held her. She mimicked my movement and slipped herself inside me. I broke the kiss when the gesture brought mild pain mixed with burning pleasure. My body accepted her, always wanting her. She wrapped her legs around me, her heels pressing my rear as heavy breaths filled the space between us. Our fingers thrust in and out of each other at the same time, Mae nibbled my lip and tangled her fingers in my hair. She gasped and, when she tilted her head back, I kissed along her neck and shoulder.

  Tension built between my legs and I tried to hold on, desperately wanting her to come with me. She bucked her hips against me and I followed. The mix of thrusting and grinding brought mounting ecstasy. Mae cried out first, shoving my head toward her to finish her moan against my lips. She clenched my fingers and one final thrust brought me over the edge with her. A powerful, deep orgasm wracked my sensitive core. My body trembled and I collapsed on top of her.

  Our foreheads pressed together as we remained locked inside each other. We panted, and I closed my eyes. Mae released me to wrap her arms around me, holding me to her. I returned her embrace, dropping my head down on her shoulder.

  Neither of us said a word. We remained there for over an hour and, when we parted ways, me for a shower and Mae for lunch, our silence told me something had changed.

  ***

  Mae and I held hands as we entered her shop. We hadn't said much on the car ride over, though our words were little, our affection remained. She opened the door for me and I squeezed her hand gratefully.

  Jax sat hunched over the computer while Liz dragged out more boxes of decorations. In late September, the store already had the glow of autumn. Mae flopped down into a black and orange beanbag chair, yanking me down with her. I snorted at my own ungraceful sprawl in her lap.

  "Oy, lovebirds. About time you showed up." Liz flipped Mae off and she laughed. "Hello darling Ella."

  "Hi Liz." I grinned and Mae pinched my hip.

  "The rooms are full've'em already." Liz nodded toward the back room.

  "Good." Mae nodded. "Quit being so noisy then."

  "I wasn't noisy until you lot showed up." Liz dropped a box that sent a whoosh of air in our direction. "I sent Opal off for some pumpkins while you two were rolling in the kip, ay?" Liz plopped down to sit on the box in front of us, her elbows on her knees as she stared at us. Jax completely ignored us, seemingly fixated on whatever she was doing on the computer.

  "Jerk." Mae laughed and kicked at the box. Liz grabbed her ankle and cackled.

  "Ella, dear, tell me. How are you?" Her evil grin a stark contrast to her sickeningly sweet words.

  "I'm good, Liz. How are you?" I chuckled as Mae swatted Liz's arms from around me.

  "Not nearly off my face enough." Liz snorted and released Mae who relaxed under me again, her hand falling to my thigh. I placed mine on top of hers and she laced her fingers with mine. Liz's eyes fell to our connection, her brows furrowing at the mark on my wrist. I tugged my sleeve down just as my phone rang in my pocket.

  "Don't smoke in here." Mae pointed at Liz, shooting her an evil eye of warning.

  "Aw bollocks with ya." Liz tucked a cigarette behind her ear.

  "Sorry," I said, tugging my phone out just in time to see my mother's name on the screen. I glanced at Mae and answered it. "Hi Mrs. F." Mae lifted an eyebrow at me when she heard the greeting.

  "I'll never break that habit, will I?" she said, her warm voice pulsing through the phone.

  "Probably not. Is everything okay?"

  "Yes, love. Did you get the invitation to dinner on Thursday?"

  "Thursday? No, I…"

  "No matter. Your brother is bringing his fiancé for dinner Thursday for us to meet her. Will you come?"

  "Uh… yeah, sure. I'll come. In Boston?"

  "At home. Nothing fancy."

  "I'll come by." Mae squeezed my leg and I mouthed "mother" to her. Her eyes widened a bit.

  "How's everything with you?"

  "Good. Yeah, really good." Crickets chirped.

  "I won't keep you. We'll catch up Thursday. Love you."

  "Love you, too. See you then."

  "Well that must've been your parole officer, ay?" Liz slapped my knee and I smirked.

  "What's Thursday in Boston?" Mae asked, rubbing my leg as a bit of worry seemed to mingle with her question.

  "My brother is bringing his fiancé to meet the family. I have to go out there." I shrugged.

  "You have a brother?" Mae's puzzled expression continued. "Who was that?"

  "Adopted brother, adopted mother," I answered one after the other.

  "You call your mum Mrs. F?" Liz gawked as she stood, grabbing the full pack of cigarettes off the bookshelf.

  "I met her as such. Hard habit to break." I leaned back against Mae as discomfort washed over my shoulders. Jax's gaze lifted from her computer at the nature of the conversation.

  "That's the night of the drum circle," said Jax. "Are you gonna miss it, Mae?"

  "It's probably best if Ella's family met one significant other at a time." Mae glanced at me, the corner of her mouth turning up in a half smile.

  "Ella, what's the quadratic formula?" Jax called out randomly.

  "X equals negative B plus or minus the square root of B squared minus four AC over two A." My answer tumbled from my lips before I had a chance to wonder why she asked me.

  "Thanks," she said, and began clicking away on the keyboard.

  "You nerd," Mae whispered and began kissing my neck. I smiled, tilting my head to the side to accept her affections. I grinned as flutters wracked my core.

  "What about finding the radius of a circle?" Jax glanced over at us.

  "Am I doing your homework?" I asked as Mae continued while I tried to focus on the poor kid asking for help. Liz cackled away from her perch on the floor where she wove together black and orange baskets. Mae's hands encircled my waist while she kissed along my neck and shoulder, tugging my shirt aside. I wanted nothing more than to melt into her affections.

  "Yes. How do I find it?" Jax's eyes were serious and focused as she looked to me.

  "Do you have the diameter?" I asked, squeezing Mae's hand to slow her down. Jax nodded. "The
diameter of a circle is the radius times two. Work it backward." Jax poked at a few keys then her brows flicked upward.

  "Oh. Duh." She shook her head. "And circumference— Why do we need to know this? Have you ever dissected a circle before in real life?"

  "You need to know it to pass school. And to slice pizza," I said as Mae chuckled in my ear. "Circumference is diameter times pi."

  "Thanks." Jax smirked at me as she plugged away at the keyboard again.

  "Thanks for helping her. She's never asked me anything like that," Mae whispered, her lips brushing my ear. "And you're the sexiest nerd I've ever made—"

  "Shh." I sniggered under my breath, loosening her grip on me. "Shouldn't you be working instead of making Liz do everything?"

  "Listen to her, Mae. Or I'll walk!" Liz pumped her fist in the air. Then went back to work.

  "I don't even pay you." Mae scoffed and settled on resting her chin on my shoulder.

  "That's a problem then, ay!" Liz cracked up and began unwrapping several candles.

  "Not my fault that rich husband of yours lets you loiter about." Mae waved her hand in the air like the queen of the beanbag chair. Liz flipped her off and stacked the candles in baskets.

  "I have to go." Jax closed the computer. "See you tomorrow."

  "Make good choices!" Mae called after her as she rushed out to class. "How many readings are on in the back again, Liz?"

  "Four," she answered. "Now can I smoke?"

  "Outside you can." Mae jerked her thumb at the door.

  "The incense'll cover it." Liz scoffed.

  "Nope. Take a hike." Mae smirked as Liz stalked past. "Now, where was I?" She returned to kissing my neck.

  "You're insatiable," I accused, but honestly, so was I when it came to Mae. I reached back, caressing her cheek as she hugged me around the middle again. Her hand snaked around toward my stomach.

  "You love it." Mae raked her teeth over my shoulder and slipped her hand down the front of my pants. The second her fingers grazed my sensitive parts I cringed. "Sorry, what's wrong?"

  "Sore, Mae." I laughed a bit, curling on my side as I nearly died from mild embarrassment.