Bring Her On

by Chelsea M. Cameron

  I flipped the button on my jeans and started to shimmy them down my hips. I struggled a little bit, so Echo helped out by pulling the bottoms off my legs.

  The cats chose that moment to come over and see what was going on, and Cupcake decided to jump onto my naked body.

  “No, Cupcake, this is not the time,” I said, gently pushing her onto the floor, where she gave me a glare.

  “Come on, let’s take this somewhere else,” Echo said. We stood up and I walked toward my bedroom. As soon as we were through the door, she pushed me against it, pressing her entire body to mine. Her curves were different, but still familiar.

  Echo cupped my face with her hands and stroked her fingers on my undercut.

  “This is so distracting,” she said with a laugh. I’d buzzed my hair just the day before, and the ends were still blunt and fun to touch.

  “You can pet me later.”

  Echo smiled in a wicked way. “Or maybe I should just pet you in a different place.”

  One hand stayed on my face and the other traveled down the center of my body, past my navel and right to . . .

  “Fuck,” I said as she brushed one finger right down my center.

  “Yes, that’s the plan,” she said. “I’ve been dreaming about fucking you for ten years, Kiri Kentwood.”

  I couldn’t form the words to tell her that I’d been dreaming about this too. I tried not to, but those fantasies always found me. Tormented me.

  “And I’m going to fuck you into oblivion.”

  One of her fingers dipped inside me and I gripped her shoulders so I wouldn’t collapse on the floor.

  I struggled to get my bearings, but I did, and my eyes snapped open.

  “Not if I fuck you first,” I said, pushing her shoulders.

  She didn’t move, so I tried again. Nothing.

  “That played out totally differently in my head,” I told her, and felt my face go a little red. “It’s not fair that you’re taller and stronger than me.”

  “But you’re prettier,” she said, and I could tell she was trying not to smile at my feeble attempt to take the upper hand.

  “You’re hotter,” I countered.

  Echo shook her head and started backing toward my bed, right until the back of her legs hit the edges of it.

  “That’s debatable.”

  I followed her toward the bed and tried again. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her back. This time, she let me, until she was lying completely on the bed.

  For a moment, I savored the image of Echo spread out in front of me.

  “This mattress is much nicer than those horrible dorm beds,” she said, running her hands over my comforter.

  “You’re welcome,” I said.

  “Hey, Kiri,” she said.

  “What?”

  She sat up and crooked her finger at me.

  “Get that hot ass over here.”

  Eleven

  I had no idea this was going to happen tonight. The whole situation was completely surreal as I climbed onto the bed and Echo spread her legs to make room for me.

  “What are you going to do next, Kiri?” Hearing my name from her mouth sent a bolt of heat right between my legs. It had always been attractive to me, and I’d been angry about it. I’d been angry about my desire for her.

  Anger wasn’t heating my blood anymore. It was something much hotter.

  “I’m going to fuck you,” I said. I sat back and tapped my chin with my hand, as if I was thinking about something. “I can’t decide if I should use my hands or my mouth. Hmmm.”

  “Both,” Echo said. “Definitely both.”

  I sighed dramatically. “Okay, if that’s what you want, I guess.”

  “Will you stop teasing me, you asshole?”

  “That’s not a very nice thing to say to the person seducing you. Maybe I won’t fuck you now.” I crossed my arms.

  “Is this revenge for New Englands? Because you’re doing a really good job of pissing me off right now.”

  I could tell she wasn’t really mad, just sexually frustrated. Well, that made two of us.

  “Touchy, touchy,” I said, shaking my finger at her.

  “Yes, touchy, touchy is what I want you to do,” Echo moaned. “Right now, please.” Her hands clutched my comforter in frustration.

  “Well, since you said ‘please,’” I said, putting my hands on either side of her and bringing my face within inches of hers. “I guess I can do what you want, Echo.”

  One of her hands reached up and stroked the side of my face. “I only want you.” It was a tender moment that almost felt out of place with all the talk about fucking. “Now please fuck me?” She patted my cheek and smiled.

  There it was. That was more like it.

  I reintroduced myself to Echo’s body with a lot more finesse and confidence than I’d had the first time. When we were teens we’d been enthusiastic, but fumbling, and there had been a lot of checking in to see if the other one was actually liking what we were doing. Those few times with Echo weren’t my first experiences, but they were still early in my game and now I was ten years older and wiser and fuckier.

  As much as I wanted to tease her and take my sweet time, I was also super fucking horny and ready to get to the main event. I made quick work with my hands and mouth on her spectacular breasts, making sure to treat her nipples right until they were hard as rocks and she was writhing and begging. I still remembered that she loved having them sucked on, hard, so I gave in to her. I gave her what I knew she wanted, what I remembered she wanted, but I also tried a few new things I’d learned in the intervening years.

  I didn’t think I was some sort of sexual Sappho, but I could get the job done and I hadn’t had any complaints yet.

  Periodically, I would return to her mouth and kiss her hard and deep, using my hands at the same time to trace her skin and map those gorgeous muscles. I couldn't wait to feel those powerful legs wrapped around my ears as I ate her out until she came so hard she couldn’t move.

  I complimented her muscles with kisses and bites and licks as I made my way down her body, and the settled right between her legs. Our eyes locked as I lowered my head over her.

  This part was a little different: in high school we’d both gone bare, but now there was a small sprinkling of red hair in this sweetest of places. I kissed the top of her and she shoved her hips against my mouth.

  I left little kisses on the insides of her thighs and watched her wiggle as I moved away from the area that she begged me to touch.

  “Please, Kiri, please.”

  She got her way when she begged like that. I licked her up and down her core and she almost sighed in relief, as if she’d been waiting for this for almost ten years.

  I let my mouth do the work of tasting and teasing and taking my own pleasure from hers. I fucked Echo Rosenthal with just my tongue and was ready to come from the power of it as I felt her tremble every time I plunged my tongue inside her. Echo’s legs shook and she made all kinds of sweet noises that only drove me harder, faster.

  Echo’s first orgasm hit her and I congratulated myself and my tongue on my work as her legs trembled and her thighs crushed my ears and she made the most delicious noises I’d ever heard.

  She rode out the waves and then looked down at me with flushed cheeks and hair that was all over the place. That was one of the upsides of having short hair: it didn’t get my way when I was getting sexual.

  “You have the most amazing tongue. You have definitely been practicing since last time,” she said.

  I made a face and rested my cheek on the inside of her thigh.

  “I had no idea what I was doing back then. I’m shocked you even came.” She had come, a lot. I was going to top that tonight, or break my tongue trying.

  “I mean, it’s not that hard, as long as you know where and what to lick,” I said.

  I smiled up at her and she reached down to stroke my hair, which was still styled, thanks to my intense styling products.

>   “Come on, baby, your turn.” She sat up and I flopped onto my stomach before getting up. I pulled a towel out from under my bed and used it to wipe my face, which was a mess.

  “Is that how we’re doing this? One for you, one for me? That wasn’t what I planned.” I pouted at her.

  “What did you have planned?”

  I pushed her hair back from her face and then opened the drawer of my nightstand and handed her an elastic for her hair. I was always prepared for my conquests. I also had a bunch of other things in that drawer, and the one under it, including a wide variety of sex toys for every taste, and lubes for all occasions. I aimed to please, even if I was just pleasing myself.

  “Whoa, you have an arsenal,” Echo said, peering into the drawer before I closed it.

  “See anything you like?” I asked. Sometimes I was nervous to show my stash to a partner, since some people had hang ups about toys and sometimes even lube. I didn’t know how you could enjoy good sex without lube, but sex education in this country sucked, so I did my part to teach any of my partners about the joys of lube.

  I met Echo’s eyes.

  “Maybe,” she said, reaching for one of my favorite lubes, and then the smallest of my butt plugs.

  “Oh really?” I said, raising one eyebrow. “Is that where you want to go with this?”

  “Mmm, definitely. But first, I’m going to see if you still taste as sweet as I remember.” This time she shoved me back on the bed and I moaned just from her strength. She could literally bend me in half and toss me around and it turned me on so much that it hurt. The increase in her muscle size had just increased my attraction to her.

  Echo pressed me down on the bed and stared down at me, a vicious smile on her face. “You may have learned a few things with your tongue, but so have I.”

  With that, she threw both my legs over her shoulders and the only word to describe what she did was devour. Echo devoured me, and the intensity of the way she used her mouth and her tongue and her sneaky fingers was almost too much. I came so hard and so fast I gasped for breath as my entire body pulsed with ecstasy so fierce, I was worried that it might kill me and then the night would be over.

  “Good job, baby,” she said, kissing my belly with the most smug and self-satisfied expression on her face.

  “That wasn’t fair,” I panted as my legs trembled with little aftershocks. She knew I was too sensitive right now, but I had no doubt she was going for seconds, and then maybe thirds. I was absolutely going to let her.

  Oh no, Echo please don’t make me come so many times I actually black out, that would be awful.

  “I don’t play fair, as you should know.”

  That was true. She played dirty, and she’d obviously learned more with age.

  “Uh huh,” I said, at a loss for anything else.

  “You ready to go again, baby?” The term of endearment was new, but I didn’t mind it. I actually liked it a lot, almost more than the way my name sounded in her mouth.

  “I guess,” I said, looking up at the ceiling and hoping I was going to make it through tonight.

  “No, that’s not good enough. I need an enthusiastic yes.”

  “Yes,” I said, with as much enthusiasm as my wrung-out body could muster.

  Echo laughed.

  “Okay, I’ll take it.”

  She sucked hard on my clit, and it shocked me. “Yes! Yes!”

  Echo laughed as she licked me up and down and all around, using both hands as well to drive me to a second, somehow more powerful, orgasm.

  “If this is your attempt at trying to kill me so I can’t show up and coach at Nationals, you’re well on your way,” I said.

  She laughed. “That wasn’t my plan, but it is now.”

  After a few more orgasms, we both needed to refuel, so we headed to the kitchen and got waylaid by the cats, who demanded attention. We’d both put on robes so it wasn’t too weird.

  “Do you ever wonder if cats think about why we wear clothes? Or if they just think we change our fur?” Echo asked, as I mined the fridge and pantry for sustenance.

  I had a tray that I used when I had Katie and Penny over that Dom had given me to make charcuterie, so I loaded it up with tons of chips and crackers and cheese and anything else I could find that was quick and easy that we could eat in bed.

  “I have literally never thought of that, but now I’m going to wonder,” I said as I picked up the tray and started back toward the bedroom. Echo picked up a few bottled waters so we had some hydration.

  Back in bed, we munched and I stared at her.

  “I didn’t know this was going to happen tonight,” I admitted. “I mean, did you plan this with that little stunt of the energy drinks and snacks?”

  Echo picked up a cracker and placed two pieces of cheese on top before shoving the whole thing in her mouth.

  “No, I didn’t know this was going to happen. I definitely didn’t know you were going to invite me over. I figured if we fucked it was going to be on the cheer mats, or in one of our cars. Doing it in a bed is much nicer. Plus, snacks.”

  I wasn’t sure if I believed that, but it didn’t matter. No going back from tonight. We were going to fuck until the sun came up and deal with the consequences after. That would be a problem for future Kiri and Echo to deal with.

  “I had no idea this was going to happen, but it seems like it was inevitable now. I guess I was just in denial.”

  Echo chuckled and picked up another set of crackers and two cheeses. She must really like cheese.

  “I think there was denial on both sides, to be fair,” she said.

  I crunched on a chip and chased it with one of a different flavor. They really should make a bag that had all the flavors in it, all put together. Maybe that was a million-dollar idea. I should pitch it to Lay’s.

  “What are you thinking about, Kiri?”

  My brain had drifted off, thinking about chips.

  “Chips,” I said, layering the three flavors together and eating them at once. Delicious.

  Echo shook her head at me. “You are strange and wonderful, Kiri Kentwood, and I knew that the second we met.”

  My face turned red, and I wished I hadn’t turned on all the lights in my bedroom because I’d wanted to see every inch of her naked body. “I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment or not.”

  “Oh, it is. You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met, and I feel like an asshole for not reaching out to you sooner, for not contacting you. I’m really sorry about that. I know I’ve already said it, but I mean it, Kiri. I’m so sorry about that.”

  I reached out and squeezed her hand and said something that I never thought I would say, “It’s fine, Echo. It was a long time ago, and I’m over it. Mostly.”

  She looked up at me through dark eyelashes, her expression vulnerable and unsure. “Is there anything I can do to help you get over it?”

  I raised and lowered my eyebrows suggestively. “I think you’re already on your way.”

  “Is that so?” She took the tray and set it on my dresser along with the water bottles. “Then I’d better get back to work.”

  By the sixth orgasm, I decided I was over the past with Echo. Sure, we still had our rivalry, and that wasn’t going anywhere, and she still pushed my buttons, but I was moving on from that past hurt.

  “You ready for something fun?” she asked, fetching the lube and the little plug.

  “I’m calling 911, because you are attempting a murder via orgasm,” I said. My body was drenched in sweat and I was going to need a shower before I could collapse in exhaustion. I didn’t know where her energy came from, but I was living for it.

  “I just want you to remember me, that’s all.” She lubed up the toy and I closed my eyes as she prepped me, but opened them to watch her. I wanted this burned into my memory so I could never forget it.

  “Okay, tell me if you want to stop anytime. I’ll try and be gentle,” she said.

  “Echo, this isn’t my first butt-plug
rodeo. I’ve ridden before. Many times.”

  She burst out laughing and it took her a while to recover.

  “I’m sorry, that was hilarious. I’m sorry. I’ll get serious and sexy again.” She used the hand that wasn’t holding the lubed plug to wipe a few tears from her eyes.

  “Hey, if you can’t laugh during sex, what is even the point?” We’d had a lot of nervous giggles those first few times, and when we’d gotten a little more comfortable, there was a shared intimacy in our jokes.

  “True enough. You ready?”

  “Fuck yeah,” I said.

  Echo rubbed my leg as she teased my ass with the plug, then dipped the absolute tip in, and out, and in. Incoherent sounds came from my mouth as I did whatever I could to beg her for more. No, she was Echo Rosenthal, hot and mean, and she’d turned the mean all the way up.

  I was practically sobbing by the time she pushed the plug all the way inside me. The sensation was so much, and then she put her fingers inside me too, and the combined pressure from both places was too much and I came again, harder than I ever had in my entire life. Harder than I knew was possible. There were stars and fireworks and explosions and it was all so good, and so much and I let myself just drown in it, because what else was I going to do? I gave myself over to pleasure, and pleasure alone, and it gripped me until it had wrung me completely out, and there was nothing left but a buzzing my ears and soft tingles all over my skin.

  I whimpered as she slowly pulled the plug from my body and took it to the bathroom to wash. When she came back, it was with a wipe to clean me off a little.

  “I’m dead. This is my corpse talking.” I could barely even keep my eyes open.

  “You’re beautiful when you come, Kiri. So fucking beautiful.” I opened my eyes and found her gazing down at me with a look that made me feel a whole lot of things I wasn’t ready to feel.

  “I’m so sweaty.” Even my fingers were damp.

  “Sweaty and gorgeous. Come on, let’s get you clean.” Echo pulled me to my feet and marched me to the bathroom where she turned on the shower and shoved me in.

  It was a quick shower, but Echo was so tender, a contrast to the way she’d been with me earlier, making me come. She washed the product out of my hair and made sure every inch of me was soaped and rinsed.