AN: I have been a Bechloe fan a while, but started to fall in love with Staubrey the more I included them in my Bechloe fics. This story came to me while listening to "On Your Side" by The Veronicas. With all the Bechloe love out there, I figured it was time to let Staubrey shine for a bit as well. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Aubrey Posen was not a big drinker. Maybe it was because it didn't agree with her stomach. Maybe it was because her father always told her drinking would hinder her schoolwork and academic success, but either way. Aubrey Posen did not drink often, which was why even she was surprised by how quickly she downed her second tequila shot. It was the night before her college graduation and she was wallowing in self-pity even though she had many reasons to be excited for her future. The Bellas won ICCAs for the first time ever. Her legacy as a Bella recovered from the previous year's vomiting incident and she was now known as the captain that led the Bellas to a championship. She was about to graduate at the top of her class. She was hired by a Fortune 500 company as a management consultant at their corporate office in New York City, which came with a lavish salary, and was about to embark on the next chapter of her life. And yet, Aubrey was sulking as she watched her best friend whisper seductively into the ear of the new co-captain of the Bellas.
Aubrey was not a fan of Beca Mitchell. Yes, her perspective of the freshman changed once she realized how much Beca could help the Bellas. Beca had a special talent for music, but that was not the problem. The problem was Chloe's infatuation turned love for the DJ. A love so intense that Chloe purposefully failed Russian Lit just so she could stay in college and continue on as a Bella. When Aubrey found out, she was furious. It didn't just change their plans to move to New York together. It was impractical and dangerous in Aubrey's mind for Chloe to put all her plans on hold for a freshman girl just coming to terms with her sexuality.
Aubrey knew Chloe had a crush on Beca from the beginning, but even she was surprised by how quickly the crush turned into love for Chloe. Chloe did not fall in love. She fell into like. She even fell into convenient hookups when she wanted someone to cuddle with, but not love. Beca was different though and Aubrey was worried the alt-girl would hurt her best friend. After all, she already had.
One of the songs in their performance at ICCAs was dedicated to Beca's love interest at the time, Jesse. It was her way of apologizing for how she treated him earlier and it ended with a kiss that Aubrey was sure Jesse would suggest be turned into a scene for a film someday. The hurt in Chloe's eyes when she saw the two kissing broke Aubrey's heart. She loved her best friend. Chloe was one of the only people in Aubrey's life that was a constant and loved her unconditionally, so she was very protective.
In that moment, she was ready to change her view of Beca back to a troublemaker with no regard for others, but Beca's face after the kiss said it all. While Jesse was happy, she didn't feel the same way. She mumbled about needing to celebrate with her friends and hurried away from the film major as he frowned in confusion, but Aubrey knew what was happening. Beca didn't have the feelings for Jesse that she thought. Instead, she left the venue in a hurry with Stacie following right behind her.
That was weeks ago though and whatever Beca needed to figure out seemed to happen pretty quickly. Aubrey still remembered the bone-crushing hug Chloe gave her after getting a call from Beca asking to talk. Chloe didn't come home that night or the next morning and when Aubrey saw her that afternoon, the ginger was on cloud nine. She was officially dating Beca Mitchell. Aubrey didn't realize that would also mean that Chloe would want to stick around Barden, which meant their plans had changed, and that is why Aubrey Posen was downing shots the night before her big day. She grabbed another one, but frowned when Stacie took it from her.
"Hey," exclaimed Aubrey as Stacie downed the shot.
"Hey, yourself, Bree, come on, let's go. We'll get you some fresh air and maybe a coffee," suggested Stacie as she helped Aubrey to her feet.
"I don't need coffee. I am fine. This is a party, Stacie," slurred Aubrey. Stacie glanced over at Chloe, who gave her an appreciative smile. Aubrey was angry with her, but she would always look out for her friend and knew Stacie would take care of her.
"Yea, yea, Posen, move your ass. We will come back once you aren't so hammered," assured Stacie as she maneuvered around all the bodies in the new Bella House. It was previously the home of a sorority on campus, but once it disbanded, the Bellas moved up the list mainly due to their national recognition and history-making championship win. The girls managed to talk Aubrey into throwing a party at the house for her graduation, but thanks to Amy, it quickly became a graduation/end of school bash that had the house full of college students ready to let loose after Finals. Aubrey took in a deep breath that she didn't realize she needed as she and Stacie made their way outside and over to Stacie's car. Aubrey frowned in confusion.
"You have a BMW? Since when," mumbled Aubrey as Stacie helped her into the car.
"Since my father wanted to apologize for being an ass and I prefer grand gestures. If you throw up in my baby, you are a dead woman, Posen. Not even your fine ass gets to do that," warned Stacie as she started the car. Aubrey giggled.
"Of course Stacie Conrad gets a BMW as an apology. I can barely get my dad on the phone, let alone an apology for years of ignoring me and….wait, did you just say I have a fine ass?" Stacie giggled and winked at her.
"I was wondering if you would catch that. So, where to? You want to make a Starbucks run?" Aubrey groaned.
"I am so tired of Starbucks. I lived off of it all month to finish my exit exams and interviews."
"Okay, then we can go someplace else. I know a place and they stay open later than Starbucks anyways." Aubrey rolled down the window as she nodded and Stacie's eyes widened.
"Are you about to puke?"
"No, Stace, just like fresh air," giggled Aubrey.
"Thank God."
"I am capable of not puking on every occasion, you know," assured Aubrey and Stacie smirked, but was quiet. They drove in comfortable silence until Stacie parked in front of her favorite coffee house a few blocks from campus. It was small, but cozy with plush couches to lounge in, indie rock softly playing from the overhead speakers, and dim lighting, except for in the back corners where students sometimes went to study. Aubrey collapsed into a loveseat as Stacie sauntered over to the boy behind the counter of baked goods. She pointed to two and ordered coffees while leaning in closer to flirt with him. Aubrey shook her head with a small smile when the boy dumbly nodded and took the order. He grabbed two pastries and told her they were on the house as she winked at him and blew a kiss. Aubrey smirked when Stacie plopped down on the sofa across from her.
"You really should try to use your powers for good and not evil," warned Aubrey and Stacie frowned in confusion as she handed Aubrey a scone.
"What, it works, and I got free food."
"Of course it works, Stace. You are gorgeous and get the attention of everyone in the room wherever you go, but that doesn't mean you always have to take advantage of it."
"Jealous," teased Stacie with the sly smile that always made Aubrey's stomach do flips. Aubrey gulped and shifted in the loveseat.
"No, you are just an heiress. You don't need free food," she mumbled before taking a bite of her scone and Stacie's eyes widened.
"Wait, what?" Aubrey rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I know who you are, Stace. Stacie Conrad, daughter of Eric and Helen Conrad, founders of Conrad Industries."
"How long have you known that?"
"Seriously, Stace, give me some credit. You may have the body of a traditional Bella and great voice, but that doesn't mean I was going to automatically accept you. As the captain, I have access to the student records and information of all Bellas. We are a school organization, so I have to keep up with your academic standing."
"Does Chloe know too then?"
"No, she always let me handle that stuff, but Beca will soon. I gave her the access codes last week."
"She already knows. I told her a couple of months ago when we became really tight."
"Does she know you are a legacy," asked Aubrey and Stacie sighed as she ran a hand through her long brown tresses. Aubrey bit her lip as she watched her play with a strand before letting it fall.
"No, it never came up and it doesn't matter anyways." Aubrey huffed.
"You are the daughter of Helen of Troy. You should be proud of that, Stace. Your mother is a legend." Stacie giggled and shook her head.
"Helen of Troy, wow, I haven't heard that nickname since I was a kid. What a name."
"What do you expect when your name is Helen DeTroian? I always wondered why you didn't tell me you were a legacy when you auditioned. You obviously wanted to be a Bella."
"No, I didn't," confessed Stacie. The boy from behind the counter brought them their mugs of coffee and Aubrey quirked an eyebrow at Stacie when the brunette pulled out her purse. She handed the boy a fifty dollar bill and he gawked at her.
"Keep the change," she assured with a wink and he tripped over his feet as he thanked her and walked away.
"You just made his night," teased Aubrey and Stacie rolled her eyes.
"I don't like flashing money."
"Then you may need to give your dad the cherry red BMW back." Stacie smirked.
"I make exceptions," she conceded and they both laughed.
"Oh, I would too. So you hide your family's status, your mother's legacy, and your brains. What's the deal, Stacie? I always wanted to know, but I didn't want to out you in front of the others," admitted Aubrey before sipping some coffee. She moaned at the delicious taste and Stacie nodded with a smile.
"Good, right? They have the best brews. I just want to be me, not the heiress or the legacy or the freaky genius. I just want to know who I am without all that stuff."
"How smart are you exactly, Stace? I mean you party more than anyone I have ever seen and yet maintain a 4.0 even though you are taking advanced science courses."
"Geez, Posen, have you been stalking me," teased Stacie and Aubrey shrugged.
"I always like a good mystery."
"I come from a very ambitious family. My two older brothers, twins, were Rhodes Scholars. My father graduated from MIT and my mother finished her residency a year early at Johns Hopkins, but for some reason my parents were still surprised when they popped out a gifted kid. I am the baby of the family and the only girl. My brothers, Eric Junior, we call him EJ for short, and Derek are five years older than me. My mom always wanted a girl, so my parents tried one more time and got me. They said they noticed I was different when I was three. I spoke really well for my age and loved books. I took some tests and ended up at an academy for science nerds like me by the time I was twelve. Even there, I was considered advanced. It helped that I was a daddy's girl and wanted to be with him constantly, which meant spending hours in a lab analyzing experiments and watching him invent medical equipment. I started helping when I was fourteen."
"Then why are you at Barden? You should be at MIT or something." Stacie rolled her eyes.
"Now you sound like my father. That is what he wanted and okay, yes, I applied to Barden as a joke, but when he was so furious and demanded I attend MIT, I chose Barden to prove a point."
"Don't tell me you are one of those 'nobody puts Baby in a corner' types," joked Aubrey as she began to sober up from the strong coffee and Stacie laughed.
"I get it from my mother. Well, probably my father too. To be fair, it might have started as rebellion, but then I started to think Barden could be a good fit. The bioengineering program here is still pretty great and no one knew who I was….as long as I steered clear of the Bellas." Aubrey frowned in confusion.
"Then why did you audition?" Stacie cleared her throat and glanced up at Aubrey before taking a sip from her mug. Aubrey's eyes widened when realization dawned on her.
"Because I asked you at the Activities Fair," asked Aubrey and she smiled when Stacie blushed, something she rarely ever did.
"I didn't plan on actually signing up, but I was curious about what the Bellas even looked like now. My mother told me a lot about the sisterhood, the friends she made, but I never was that into singing. Then, I saw you. I couldn't help but be intrigued. There you were in your pink dress, perfect smile, and impeccably blonde hair, but I expected that. You aren't the first Bella I have ever seen."
"Then what changed?"
"You checked me out when you handed me the flyer." Aubrey scoffed and tried to hide her blush by taking another sip from her mug of coffee.
"I did not check you out." Stacie grinned mischievously.
"Oh, you totally did. I remember it like it was yesterday. Chloe was explaining about music with your mouths and when you thought I was giving her my full attention, you checked out my boobs. At first, I thought you were just looking at my necklace, but then you did it again and when I turned to leave, you totally ogled my ass."
"Okay, ogling is a strong word. I may have glanced, but I was simply seeing if your body was Bella ready," defended Aubrey.
"Whatever you say, but it is nothing to be ashamed of. Come on, Bree, you know I think you are hot, like ridiculously sexy. I haven't exactly been subtle with my advances," reminded Stacie as Aubrey blushed again. It was true. Stacie constantly flirted with the captain.
"Yea, but, I mean no offense, but…"
"I flirt with a lot of people? Yes, I think it is fun to watch how flustered people get by me, especially Beca. She is hilarious."
"You know Chloe thought you two had something at first."
"Oh I figured. Once at practice, I slapped Beca on the ass and Chloe gave me a death stare. That's when I knew your bestie was into mine."
"I didn't get a chance to thank you, by the way."
"For what?"
"Whatever you said to get Beca to pull her head out of her ass and admit her feelings to Chloe, I may be pissed that Chloe is staying here for her, but I know Beca makes her happy."
"It wasn't as hard as you think. When she kissed Jesse, it was pretty clear to her that she wasn't into him that way. It was just confusing because she met them both on the same day and never thought she would be into girls. She got her wires crossed. She figured her feelings for Chloe were meant for friendship and her feelings for Jesse were meant for love. I just helped her switch them around."
"So Jesse and her are actually friends now?"
"Time will tell with that. You know how boys are. It is bad enough to lose the girl, but to another girl? His ego is bruised. He is a good guy though so he will probably come around. Are you really mad at her for staying? Is that why you two aren't talking?" Aubrey sighed and stared down into her mug. She knew Chloe was hurt that Aubrey didn't support her decision.
"We made a promise to each other, Stace. We were going to move to New York City and conquer the Big Apple together. As soon as she met Beca, all that changed."
"My father gave up becoming a freaking dynasty for my mother. They met at a party in the Hamptons, but she was from new money and he was from old. Plus, he was sort of engaged to some heiress from a really wealthy family in Manhattan. They fell in love though and he told his parents that he would give it all up for my mother if they wanted to disown him."
"The power of Helen of Troy," teased Aubrey and Stacie giggled.
"Exactly, so they moved to the west coast, settled down in Portland and they started their empire there, with the help of some investments from my grandparents of course. Enough about me though. I feel like you know way more than enough. Tell me some things about Aubrey Posen, besides being an aca-dictator."
"Cute, well my father is a general…"
"I know about that guy. He sounds like a real piece of work. What about your mom?"
"She passed when I was ten," confessed Aubrey as she looked down. She was surprised when Stacie put down her coffee and slid down into the loveseat to give her a hug. Aubrey hugged her back and sighed as Stacie began stroking her hair.
"I am sorry, Bree. You don't have to talk about it if…"
"No, it is okay. I want you to know," admitted Aubrey and Stacie smiled as she placed her chin on Aubrey's shoulder.
"She died in a car crash. My dad was never the same after that. He wasn't always so distant, but her death changed him."
"That doesn't make it okay though. You lost your mom. It's not okay that you essentially lost your dad too," said Stacie. Their eyes locked and Aubrey gulped as Stacie glanced down at her lips. Stacie was surprised when Aubrey leaned in closer and she smiled before tenderly kissing the blonde that she fantasized about more often than she wanted to admit. Their lips meshed together and Stacie slipped her hand onto Aubrey's back to pull her closer. She moaned when Aubrey shifted onto her lap and deepened the kiss. It was passionate and needy in ways that stunned them both, as if they had been yearning to taste each other for too long. Aubrey pulled away with a shaky breath, but Stacie's lips were soon on her neck.
"You are so damn sexy, Bree," whispered Stacie and Aubrey gasped as Stacie's hand slid under her skirt.
"Stace, we…we have to stop," she moaned as her head lolled back against the loveseat.
"No, we don't," mumbled Stacie between kisses.
"I am your captain. This…it's a conflict of interest. Plus, you're…God that feels good…you're a freshman."
"Not my captain anymore and it works for Beca and Chloe just fine."
"Uh….fuck….um….we are in public and giving the coffee boy a free show," whispered Aubrey and Stacie frowned in confusion before looking behind the counter to see the boy gawking at them. She winked at him and he gulped. Aubrey playfully slapped her shoulder and stood up.
"Stop messing with him. You don't know your power over people. Come on, let's go," said Aubrey and Stacie grinned from ear to ear as she stood up.
"Does my power work on you too," asked Stacie as she wrapped her arms around Aubrey's waist and the blonde sighed.
"Maybe a bit too much. Stace, what are we doing? I am graduating tomorrow and then moving to New York. This can't happen. It wouldn't work and I don't want to start something we can't finish." Stacie slowly nodded and was quiet as they both became lost in their thoughts.
Aubrey stepped away from her, finished the last sip of her coffee, and ran a hand through her hair as Stacie silently watched her. While Stacie enjoyed hooking up with plenty of people that year, her mind always wandered back to Aubrey. There was something about the captain. How stubborn, determined and smart she was. It was the way she could yell at the Bellas about not doing enough cardio one moment and then help Lilly and Cynthia Rose with their class schedules and registration the next. It was how she could be infuriatingly guarded, but still showed she cared about the Bellas in her own way. Aubrey turned to leave, but Stacie grabbed her hand and pulled her back. Aubrey gasped as Stacie passionately kissed her. They both melted into the kiss and Stacie slowly nodded as she peppered kisses over her neck.
"Totally going to be worth it, I want you, Bree. I want this and I don't care if it is impractical or whatever."
"It can't work. I don't even know what is happening right now, Stace. What do you want? A hookup, a one night stand, because I don't do those and with you, I don't think I could just…." Stacie kissed her again and Aubrey moaned. She didn't pull away though. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Stacie's neck and leaned her forehead against the brunette's.
"Damn, you are good at that," grumbled Aubrey and Stacie giggled.
"I think we are pretty damn good at that. I don't want to just hook up, Bree. This is something and I want to find out what."
"Even if I want to, it doesn't change that I leave in a week." Stacie ran her hand through Aubrey's hair and sighed happily.
"Then it is a good thing you have the hots for a trust fund baby that can fly up to New York City to hang out this summer," teased Stacie and Aubrey bit her lip nervously.
"Really," she questioned.
"In the words of your best friend, totes." Aubrey laughed and Stacie winked at her before kissing her again. Someone cleared their throat and they pulled apart to see the boy behind the counter smiling sheepishly at them.
"Uh, we are about to close, so…uh…sorry," he squeaked out and Stacie winked at him.
"No problem, we are heading back to her place anyways," assured Stacie as she laced her fingers with Aubrey's and walked out of the coffee house.
"We are," asked Aubrey and Stacie smirked.
"Unless you wanted to head back to the party and be asked a million questions." Aubrey quickly shook her head.
"No, I don't. My apartment is all packed up though. It is a mess because Chloe already moved out. Nothing is in order and…"
"Do you still have a bed?"
"Of course," said Aubrey and she gasped as Stacie cupped her backside.
"Then I am down," she informed and Aubrey bit her lip with a smile. Stacie opened her door for her before walking around the car as Aubrey arched an eyebrow at her.
"What," laughed Stacie and Aubrey smirked.
"You think you are getting me into bed that easily," she challenged and Stacie feigned an innocent smile.
"I am just a poor defenseless freshman trying to make sure my old captain gets home safely. I have no clue what you are implying." Stacie's wink made Aubrey shake her head with a laugh as she got into the car.
"You are dangerous, Stacie Conrad."
"The best kind of dangerous, one that comes with orgasms," assured Stacie and Aubrey bit her lip to suppress a moan as Stacie started the car, revved the engine, and headed in the direction of Aubrey's apartment.
Aubrey could feel her nerves getting the best of her as Stacie followed her up the stairs to her relatively empty apartment. The alcohol was no longer clouding her judgment and her mind raced with everything that was wrong with the scenario. Stacie was only a freshman. Was Aubrey taking advantage of her? Even if she was technically not her captain anymore, did that really matter? How could they possibly be more? What if Stacie was only talking about New York to get into her pants? What if they ended in disaster and it affected Chloe and Beca's relationship? What if…
"Stop thinking so much, Posen, and just feel. Do you want us to happen," asked Stacie when they stopped in front of her door and Aubrey gulped. She was suddenly lost in the emerald green eyes staring back at her. Aubrey nodded and unlocked the door as Stacie smiled.
The moment they were inside, Stacie kissed her. Aubrey was amazed by how tender and soft the kiss was. She expected Stacie to pounce on her as soon as they walked in. If she was being honest with herself, the two had been circling each other in a cat and mouse game of sorts since Stacie joined the Bellas. There had always been a sexual tension between them, but this was different. It was full of yearning and something that Aubrey refused to acknowledge. She slipped her hand into Stacie's and led her to her room as they continued to kiss and caress one another. As soon as Aubrey kicked the door closed, the hunger and passion returned and Aubrey made quick work of Stacie's short skirt and top. She let out a moan when she realized Stacie was not wearing a bra and cupped her breasts with a playful grin.
"No wonder you couldn't keep your hands off of them during practice," teased Aubrey and Stacie smirked as she pulled Aubrey onto the bed.
"Nope, that was just a free show for you," she assured before slipping Aubrey's little black dress off. Aubrey captured her lips as they fell onto the pillows. Stacie rolled on top of her and nipped at her neck as her hands slid down Aubrey's toned body. Aubrey spread her legs, but gulped as her nerves returned. Stacie could sense her apprehension and gazed into her eyes.
"Bree, is this….am I…."
"My first woman, kind of, I mean I have kissed a girl before, but never…this," admitted Aubrey. Stacie cupped her face and tenderly kissed her.
"We don't have to. I am sorry I assumed you wanted to. We can go slower."
"I want you, Stace. I want this so much. Trust me, you wouldn't be here if I didn't. I just…." Aubrey sighed as she stared up at the ceiling and Stacie waited patiently for her to continue.
"Sex is hard for me. I mean…not the act…not really…I just….this is hard to explain."
"I am not in a rush. Take your time," said Stacie as she played with a strand of Aubrey's hair. Aubrey took in a deep breath and nodded.
"I have only been with a couple of guys and each time, I couldn't….I tried, but I…I couldn't….you know."
"Orgasm," said Stacie and Aubrey nodded. Stacie shrugged.
"Not surprising, it can be hard for some women, but that is nothing to be ashamed about. Bree, I want you, but if you want to go slower, I am okay with that too. No matter what happens here tonight, I am going to want you in the morning."
"You sure about that," grumbled Aubrey and Stacie smirked as her hand slid up Aubrey's thigh.
"I have wanted to touch you for so long. I want to feel you, Bree. Do you want that?" Aubrey quickly nodded as Stacie's hand inched closer to its destination. The moment Stacie slipped a finger inside of her, Aubrey's hips bucked up. Stacie smiled at the response. She added another finger and slowly, teasingly pumped her fingers into the blonde.
"You are so wet for me. Do you like that," Stacie whispered in her ear before sucking on Aubrey's pulse point.
"Yes, Stace, fuck," she whimpered as Stacie picked up her pace. She could feel Aubrey's body tensing as her orgasm began to build inside of her.
"I'm so close," whispered Aubrey as she squeezed her eyes shut. Stacie deepened the thrusts and passionately kissed her.
"Don't force it, Bree. Let it come. Let me make you come for me," whispered Stacie. Aubrey let out a cry of pleasure as Stacie pulled one of her nipples into her mouth and tenderly sucked on it. Aubrey spread her legs even more and Stacie added another finger as she teased Aubrey's nipples.
"Stace, Stacie," gasped Aubrey, but nothing else followed as her body began to shake. She'd experienced orgasms by herself before, but never with someone else. She could never relax enough and her partners were in too much of a rush or too frustrated to continue, but this was different. Stacie moaned when she felt Aubrey gush with arousal and began riding her fingers, grinding and pounding them inside of her. She watched through hooded eyes as Aubrey cried out in pleasure again. A powerful orgasm crashed into her body and she gripped the sheets as Stacie used her thumb to rub her clit.
"Fuck, Stace," she whimpered and Stacie smiled smugly as the orgasm continued to pulse through her. Stacie moaned as she felt Aubrey clench around her fingers and come down from her high. The blonde shivered as the last remnants of her orgasm ended and she sunk into the pillows. Stacie giggled and slipped her fingers out with a smug smile.
"So, you were saying about not being able to orgasm," she teased and Aubrey crashed their lips together. Her tongue caressed Stacie's as she relished in the ecstasy humming through her body. She rolled on top of her and it was Stacie's turn to bite her lip as Aubrey smiled seductively, her eyes burning with desire.
"That was amazing, but there is something I have wanted to do ever since you winked at me at auditions." Stacie gulped as her heart began to race. She wasn't used to seeing Aubrey so forward and it aroused her more than she thought possible.
"What…what's that?" Aubrey smirked before trailing kisses down Stacie's body and Stacie gasped when Aubrey spread her legs and settled in between them.
"This," said Aubrey before burying herself between her legs to taste her the way she fantasized about late at night. Stacie's back arched off of the bed as Aubrey sucked, nipped, and kissed her. Her eyes fluttered shut and her fingers slipped into Aubrey's hair as the blonde sucked on her clit.
"Bree….so good…baby, please," she moaned and a desire surged through Aubrey at the sound of Stacie begging her.
"Please, what, Stace, tell me what you want," she said before sucking harder on her clit.
"I need, more…in….inside me," she whimpered and Aubrey smiled at her response when she inserted three fingers inside of Stacie. She pumped them in and out as she continued to taste the brunette. Stacie wanted to cry out, she wanted to tell her how amazing it felt, but all she could do was grip Aubrey's hair as she climaxed powerfully. Nothing else mattered in that moment but feeling Aubrey inside of her, feeling her touching her where she wanted her to for the past months. Stacie had many orgasms in her life, but never one like that. It rippled through her core and surged through every nerve-ending of her body. She let out a moan as she melted into the bed and the orgasm finished pulsing through her, leaving a blissful buzz in its place. Aubrey kissed and licked her way back up her body and it was her turn to smile smugly as Stacie cuddled into her arms.
"Not bad for my first time," she said and Stacie giggled.
"I am not about to stroke your ego, Posen," she mumbled into Aubrey's hair, which made her giggle as well.
"I think I have been stroked enough tonight," teased Aubrey before kissing the top of Stacie's head. She pulled the covers over them and snuggled closer to Stacie as sleep and post-coital bliss washed over them.