Chapter 2: Crystal Ball
A week ago
"Tell me why I'm being dumb enough to let you spend the entire weekend with Karma?" Reagan murmured. Amy could feel Reagan's warm breath against the crook of her neck, and it was doing things to her.
"Because it's been a while since we've had a girl's weekend."
Reagan nibbled on her neck and she pressed her tongue deliberately at her pulsating point, which she knew was one of Amy's erogenous zone. Amy could feel an instant need rising in her belly and her breathing hitched. She could feel Reagan smile on her neck in response.
"Well, we could…. uhm... do whatever you want next week," Amy said as she tried to normalize her breathing.
Reagan hovered over her to see her face better. "Whatever I want?" there was a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Yes, anything you want", Amy said huskily as she emphasized on the anything she was going to do with Reagan.
"You seriously don't know what you're in for Shrimp girl," Reagan and Amy's face were now in close proximity and Reagan breathed on her lips.
Amy flipped them over to Reagan's surprise and she straddled her in between her legs.
"Fuck," Reagan gasped. "Are you trying to kill me shrimps?" she said breathing uneven. Amy hadn't been wearing any underwear underneath the shirt this whole time.
Amy lowered her head to meet Reagan's lips. Reagan grabbed her lower lip in between her teeth and she bit it lightly as Amy winced in pain. She lowered her hands down Amy's back and she squeezed her rear tightly and a loud moan escaped from Amy's mouth which she shallowed in a hungry kiss.
Reagan's hand moved up and down Amy's back and the contact made Amy shiver in pleasure.
She grinded against Reagan but the friction wasn't enough to appease her throbbing centre that was already wet with need.
Their insatiable tongue met twist for twist, both fighting for control. Reagan's nails dug into Amy's thighs as she tried to control the savagery in which she wanted her.
Amy broke the kiss, her lips swollen and face flustered, and she moved to Reagan's ear to nibble on it.
"I want you," she whispered in her ear.
They shifted and Reagan laid Amy on the bed. They looked into each other's eyes and Reagan's eyes rested on her slightly bruised lips before she kissed them again softly.
She unbuttoned the white shirt that she had gifted Amy - it looked better on her – and she trailed down kisses on the exposed skin in between her breasts. Reagan tasted her skin which nearly threw Amy over the edge. She tasted salty and a hint of sour.
"You look so damn sexy shrimps," Reagan breathed against Amy's skin. She inhaled her scent and Amy smelled like vanilla and honey mixed with sweat.
Reagan removed Amy's shirt completely and she tossed it somewhere around the room.
She swallowed as she admired Amy, laying there, ready for her.
Amy felt flustered under her fervent gaze.
"You're perfect," Reagan whispered. She removed her garments while Amy's gaze never left her.
She lowered her head and captured a breast in her mouth to suck on the already erect nipple. Amy gasped in delighted and let out a throaty moan as Reagan continued to circulate her sensitive nipple with the tip of her tongue. Reagan gave the other breast equal attention before she continued with her trail of kisses down Amy's body. She nibbled, bit and sucked to mark her territory.
Reagan stopped at her belly button and she teased the hole with the tip of her tongue.
"Fuck… baby I need you now," Amy pleaded.
Reagan moved her head up, "move your body up and part your legs baby."
Amy did what she was told without hesitation; widening her legs for Reagan to see.
Reagan buried her head in between Amy's legs to take in her intoxicating scent.
At this very moment, Karma barged in Amy's room.
"Hey Aims, I was wondering – OMG!" Karma's gasped in shock and her jaw almost touched the floor.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Reagan exclaimed. She grabbed the bedsheet to cover their naked bodies.
"My eyes! My fucking eyes!," Karma ran out of the room as fast as she could.
Amy covered her face in embarrassment.
What a buzz kill, Reagan thought.
Later that day
Despite the early embarrassing episode, girl's weekend was still on and the girls tried to put what happened at the back of their mind.
"Can you explain to me again why aren't we at my house right now watching Netflix?" Amy asked Karma. Karma had dragged her to what looked like an abandoned house.
"First off all, I'm not sleeping in your bed ever again," Karma was forever scared and she tried not to think of the image of Reagan and Amy fucking each other.
Amy blushed at that. She could still remember Karma's shocked face when she walked in on her and Reagan.
"Secondly, I'm here to get my fortune read by Madame Sophie. My mom says she's the best."
"Couldn't you have picked a less creepy day and place to meet her?" Amy whined. She still couldn't understand why she went along with Karma's stupid ideas. That's what best friends are for, right?
"She doesn't do house calls and today is the best day for a reading – My mother's tea leaves are rarely wrong."
"I can't believe that you believe in this sort of crap," Amy murmured.
"What did you say?" Karma asked.
"Nothing," Amy followed reluctantly.
Karma rang the doorbell and the door suddenly opened with a loud creek.
"Karma, are you sure that this is the right place? This looks like a haunted house from a scary movie."
"Amy stop being a baby. Nothing will happen. I'll protect you." She tried to reassure a scared Amy.
"If I don't come out of here alive, I swear I will haunt you for the rest of your life."
They got in the house and Amy walked closely behind Karma. They were greeted by a heavily accented voice.
"Bonjour, I've been expecting you girls – you must be Karma and Amy. My name is Madame Sophie and I'm here at your service."
Amy looked at Karma with a puzzled expression. She was surprised that the woman knew their names.
"Awesome! did you look in your crystal ball or something? Can you read minds?" Karma asked enthusiastically.
The woman chuckled lightly, "No, it doesn't work that way. Molly called me to inform me that you were dropping by."
"Oh," Karma sounded a bit disappointed.
"You're younger than I expected," Amy said. She had been observing the woman since she saw her. She had expected an old gypsy looking woman with a crystal ball, but this woman standing in front of them didn't look older than thirty. She had Sandy blond hair which fell just above her shoulders and deep blue eyes like the ocean. She was also long and slender. She's pretty, Amy thought.
"You're even wearing normal clothes," Amy added on.
Madame Sophie couldn't help but smile, "And I eat fries, drink milkshakes and watch Netflix."
"Please sit down," Madame Sophie offered, "I think that we've been standing long enough."
They all sat down around the round table that was in the living room.
"So, are you going to read my fortune now?" Karma was impatient to learn what the future had in store for her.
"Patience child. I have to be in the zone," Madame Sophie said while she gathered the herbs on the table.
Amy snorted at that remark, "in the zone" she air quoted. Karma glanced at her sideways so she stopped laughing.
Madame Sophie had lighted a bundle of sage to purify the surrounding.
"We can start now," she proceeded.
"Give me your hands," she told Karma who without second thoughts, placed her hands in Madame Sophie's hands.
Madame Sophie felt a rush of energy as soon as she touched Karma's hands and random images started to appear in her mind.
"What do you see?" Karma waited in anticipation.
Madame Sophie looked anxious and she let go of Karma's hand.
"What's wrong?" karma asked all excitement gone.
"I think you girls should leave now. I'm sorry I can't help you Karma."
"Please leave right away," she insisted.
Karma looked at Amy who was equally perplexed by the situation.
"Please Madame Sophie, at least tell me something," Karma pleaded.
Her expression softened.
"A true love's kiss. That's all I can say," she said before she accompanied them to the door.
