A/N: I tried to write some form of plot into this, I really, truly did.
The bookends might deceive you, though. Frantic, rough, tit (or tits) for tat Cigarette Warnings™ apply. Enjoy wisely.
On with the show...
Disclaimer: I do not own skins. Typos are mine. Etcetera...
(Emily POV)
(Later that day)
To say that I found Naomi to be surprising, was at times, a complete understatement. Today was an example of that, I never expected to ever (and I mean ever) wake up with my wrists tied to the bedposts, and a beautiful blonde head in residence between my thighs licking me to an explosive orgasm. And what a way to wake up... Much the same as I never expected her to then, after she had brought me to that deliciously frustrating and restrained climax, for her to sit astride my body and let me instruct her on exactly how to make herself come.
Now, though... Naomi and I were in the shower, I rubbed my soapy hands all over her wet body, massaging out the aches in her shoulders, and tending to her with sensual touches. I let her watch me, as, with her body pressed up against the tiled wall, I touched, stroked and tweaked the most sensitive parts of her body. Not with the aim of bringing her to a climax, but in order to frustrate her, deliciously so, and make her want more. By the time we finally left the bathroom, squeaky clean and robed, she was needy enough to the point of all but guiding my hands to where she wanted them. And though I was wanting to touch her, I held off, teasing her further.
"Careful, beautiful... You keep that up, and I'll have to spank you for being such a naughty girl..." I mused. You should have seen the way her eyes lit up at that prospect. I raised my eyebrow. "My girl would like that, wouldn't she?" I smirked. She nodded, as she stood completely still at the foot of the bed. I placed my hand on her shoulder. "Kneel for me." I said, my voice taking on its commanding tone. She obediently did as she was asked, placing her palms on her thighs and looking straight ahead. I felt like having a little fun with her. I crouched down next to her, and leaned close to her ear. "I should fuck you out on the balcony..." I growled. "With your hands on the railing, and your tits bouncing in the breeze..." I ran my palm across her chest, fondling her as I did so. "You'd like that...wouldn't you...my little slut?"
Her eyes fluttered closed, and I didn't fail to hear the quietly whispered 'oh god" that came from her lips. "Oh..." I smirked. "Is that thought making you wetter than you already are?" I said, as I roughly slid my hand inside her robe up between her thighs and pressed against her wetness, hearing a soft, but needy moan in return. "Hmm, I think I may be right, yes?"
"Yesss..." She breathed.
"Naughty girl..." I grinned. "I don't think you are quite wet enough yet, though... I want you soaking before I take you." I said, as I slowly stroked my palm back and forth over her wet centre. "And I know juuuust how to make you wetter." I said, whispering seductively in her ear. "Lean over the bed. Now."
"Yes, Emily." She replied, obediently shuffling over to the bed and leaning over it. I lifted the robe up and draped it over her back, her cute naked bottom now pointed towards me.
I ran my hand over it, and felt her shiver slightly beneath me, noticing the glistening sheen of her wetness gracing her folds. "My girl wants her bottom spanked, doesn't she?" I teased.
"Yes."
I chuckled. "Hmm..." I removed my hand from her arse and brought it back against her skin with a light amount of force on either side. Her body went rigid almost immediately, and she panted out a couple of short breaths. Again, I repeated the motion, and got the same reaction, this time with the murmur of a small moan. "Oh, you do like this, don't you?" I teased.
"You know I do." She said, in a shaky voice. Quickly, I spanked her harder on either cheek of her arse. Again, she breathed hard, with an added whimper.
"Talking out of turn...oh, that will simply not do..." I scolded, adding another two strikes on each cheek. And then once with each of my next words. "You. Must. Speak. Only. When. Spoken. To." I paused, rubbing the rapidly warming flesh of her cheeks. "You. Must. Not. Speak. Out. Of. Turn!" Each spank was met with a tense arching and flexing of her back, along with increasing whimpers. "What do you say?" I asked, as I rubbed her reddening skin.
"T-thank y-you..." She moaned softly, the thickness of her voice showing me just how much she was getting into this.
"Good girl..." I soothed, as I rubbed her skin. I placed my palm against her slick folds and pushed into them, drawing a strangled moan from her. "Not yet, my little slut..." I teased, taking my hand away. Lightly I rubbed her arse once more, watching her squirm beneath me. "I think...ten more, yes?"
"Yesss..."
Another devious chuckle left me as I rubbed her skin. I withdrew my hand, and paused mid-air. "You will definitely feel these..." I said, before bringing my hand down quickly, repeatedly, spanking her in ten lightning-fast blows, each one of which brought a whimpered moan, another strangled moan, or the further squirming of her body. When I was done, she shivered, hard, and groaned in satisfaction with each breath that left her lungs. "There...all done. Did my beautiful girl like that?"
"Oh yessss..." She groaned.
"Good." I said, giving either side of her arse a light, soft pat, before bringing the robe back down over it. "Now... I want you to listen carefully. You are to stand up, and go out on to the balcony. Face the ocean, and wait for me."
"Yes, Emily." She said, lazily.
I watched her as she gingerly stood up, and on wobbly legs walked out onto the balcony as I had asked. I could feel, by this point, that I was throbbing between my legs. I always flirted a little on the side of danger with Naomi, because I knew that we both got off on it. It was early evening by now, and it was highly possible that someone might see us. But did that stop me, I thought to myself, as I slid the strap-on harness up onto my hips...
Not a fucking chance. The exhibitionism was part of the turn on, both for her and for me. Getting caught at it just heightened the thrill. I thought about it, briefly, as I watched her from the doorway. I also looked around at the surrounding balconies, and whether it was a good, or bad thing, they were all deserted.
"Hands on the railing." I said, stepping out onto the balcony towards her. She did as I asked, and I stood behind her, placing my hands on her hips and pulling her backwards slightly, so that she was leaning over. I wrapped my arms around her body and held her a moment. "Love you." I said.
"I know."
"Good." I smirked. "How do you want it?"
I heard her whimper at my question. "Anything. Slow. Rough." She mumbled. "Now."
Again, I chuckled. "Eager little thing, aren't you?"
"Yes." She said, pushing backwards against me.
"Are you horny for me to make you scream, if I fuck you hard enough?" I asked.
"God, yes!" She replied.
"Oh, good..." I remarked, dryly, as I untied the belt holding her robe closed. Both sides of it fell open and she inhaled sharply as she felt the air though her naked skin. I slid the belt out of its loops until I held the whole thing in my hands. "Then I had better do...just...that." I added. "Open your mouth." She did as I asked, and I quickly gagged her with the belt, wrapping it snugly around her head twice and then tying it off behind her head. She attempted to reach for me, but I grabbed her hand and placed it back on the railing, holding it tightly there as I pulled the robe aside, exposing her now bright pink arse to me once more. "Don't you fucking dare let go of that railing, my little slut." I growled, spanking her hard on either side, to the response of her muffled whimper. I slid my fingers between her folds, and her hips rocked back towards me, trying to gain a little friction. "Ah-ah!" I said, pulling my hand back away as she tried to follow with her body.
Without saying another word, I reached for the strap on, quickly guiding it into her, to a needy groan that told me the attention was long overdue. I began to move my hips against her in slow, teasing thrusts, my hands gripping onto her hips as I began to fuck her. Gradually I increased my thrusts, reaching upwards and groping her tits firmly as I fucked her. I delighted in hearing her muffled grunts and moans becoming more intense with each movement of my hips against her body. When she began to shudder and squirm against me, I reached to the top of her bathrobe and quickly yanked it down, exposing her shoulders, the top part of her back, and her tits. This caused her to rock harder against me, her hips jerking erratically.
"You're coming, aren't you?" I said, dominance lacing my tone. She nodded rapidly and a muffled scream came from her, which only made me thrust faster into her, angling my hips to hit the right spot. Her knuckles were white as she gripped the railing tightly, the sound of her rapid breathing forced out of her nose in quick pants as her body shook hard against me. I palmed her tits and squeezed them, beginning to tug at her nipples with my fingers, wrenching another muted, but desperate groan from my beautiful girl. A groan that tugged deep in my abdomen and sent pleasure spiking through me, the rhythmic pressure of the strap on against my clit pulling me into overdrive. I reached up to her neck and threaded my fingers into the hair at the base of her neck, pulling her head backwards and continuing to thrust rough and hard into her. "I...love to...ohgod...fuck you..." I panted into her ear.
The rest of my sentence was lost to a deep growl that bubbled up from my throat, coinciding with both of our orgasms as I thrust hard into her, pushing her against the balcony wall and sliding the purple cock deep inside her. Her knees began to give way as the spasms rocked her, as did mine, and as best as I could, I brought us both down to the ground until we had collapsed into a panting, groaning heap. I slid the strap on out of her, and untied the belt from around her head, and let her catch her breath, pulling her close to me, feeling her fingers slip into the spaces between mine and hold my hand tightly.
"You got me so worked up..." She finally whispered, after several long minutes where we both caught out breath, during which time her body shuddered against mine.
"You didn't seem to mind..." I replied.
"No." She half-laughed. "I think you could get me that worked up and then fuck me whenever and however you wanted."
"Really?" I asked. "That wasn't too much for you?"
Naomi turned around and blinked, focusing her eyes on me. "So long as it's you, I don't care. Whether you tease me slowly until I come, or fuck my brains out until I'm screaming...gagged or not. Slow and gentle is good. Fast and rough is good, too. It's all good..." She sighed.
I grinned. "No wonder we are so good for each other."
She pulled me closer and wrapped her arms tighter around me. "I think we should go out tonight." She said, kissing me softly.
"Oh? Fancy dancing the night away somewhere?"
She shook her head. "No. Just you and me. Like...a date?"
"A date, eh? What did you have in mind?" I asked.
She showed me a shy smile. "You and me, walking hand in hand... Getting some local food... Looking at the stars together... That sort of thing."
"Aww, something romantic?" A blush crossed her cheeks as she nodded. I smiled. "That actually sounds wonderful. Why don't we get sorted, and then go?" Again, she nodded in agreement.
About thirty minutes later, we were dressed, and ready to go, and leaving the suite. Once,we got down to the lobby, we made our way to the concierge desk.
"Good evening, ladies. How can I be of assistance?" The female concierge asked.
"We were wondering if you could advise us of where would be a good place to eat. Somewhere local would be great." I asked.
"What sort of meal are you after... Are you wanting a restaurant experience, or something you can eat on the go?" She replied.
I looked at Naomi, and then back at her. "Not really after a five star restaurant thing... But definitely something tasty." I said. "Where would you go?"
The concierge smiled and pulled a pamphlet out of a plastic holder. "I go here. It's called Luv Souvlaki. Reasonably priced good food, you won't be disappointed." She explained, handing me the pamphlet. "It is not far from here, go out to the street, turn left, and keep going until you get to the food strip. Just...follow your nose, yes?" She smiled. "It's got good signage. Green... you can't miss it."
I nodded. "Ok...thanks!" I said, taking Naomi's hand.
We walked out of the hotel, and turned left, walking down the street. As we came to the second block, I could see what the concierge had meant by 'follow your nose', considering the air was filled with a lovely mixture of aromas. Sweet, pungent and spicy.
"That smells really good." Naomi said.
"Yes, it does, doesn't it?"
The souvlaki place was easy enough to find, and soon we found ourselves sitting down to a couple of local beers and a shared platter, full of grilled vegies, sheftalia, chunks of delicious looking gyro meat, quarters of torn pita bread, and many lemon wedges, as well as dips. It actually looked like an entire mountain of food, but luckily for us, we had worked up a fair appetite, so for the first few minutes, we got stuck into it, and not much was said, except for suggestions to try this or that.
"This was a great idea, beautiful." I said. "There's definitely a fair bit of nightlife around here." I looked around to see a growing crowd of people.
She nodded. "Yeah, it's a gorgeous night, the weather is really...nice." She said, before stifling a giggle. "Oh god, have I become so mundane as to talk about the weather?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Not to me..." I said, looking her up and down. "I don't think that's possible." She blushed and took a sip of her beer. "So... I think we should play a game while we eat..."
"We don't have much space for a scrabble set." Naomi replied.
"True, and besides, I didn't bring one!" I laughed. "No...how about a little word association?"
"Uh...o-ok..."
Aww, she was getting nervous. So cute...
"I'll be gentle...to start with..." I grinned. "Ah...sky."
"Blue."
"Stars?"
She thought for a moment. "Twinkly." She said, taking a sip of her beer.
Again, I smiled. Time to get a little more specific. "Rope."
Her eyes widened. "Uh...tied?"
"Hand."
"Cuffs." After a second, she began to giggle, and so did I. "Let me try?"
"Very well." I nodded.
"Uhm... Rough."
"Shag." I smirked, raising both my eyebrows.
Naomi closed her eyes and blushed. "I knew this had p-potential to get dirty q-quickly."
I nodded. "And you're getting nervous." I said, with a grin.
"Your fault." She said, as she opened her eyes and smirked back at me.
My jaw dropped in shock. "Oh, really?" I asked. "Tell me what's on your mind, right this second."
Her eyes widened and then dropped to the platter between us. She mumbled almost incoherently.
"What? I didn't catch that..." I teased.
She sipped from her drink again and cleared her throat. "Fine... Your hand in my knickers." She said, with a somewhat accusatory glare.
I chuckled softly. "Are you horny, my love?" I smirked.
"It's hard n-not to be, w-when there's not m-much to do all day...except ...fuck."
"Oh." I said. "Is it getting boring?"
Again, widened blue eyes. "No! That's not what I meant..." She said, before taking another bite from the plate. She chewed it thoughtfully and swallowed it before continuing. "But...there was a point to coming out tonight. We've been here nearly a week now, and have barely left the hotel. It's not that I don't love what we've been up to..."
"Well, that's good to know." I laughed.
She smiled, shyly. "I just think we should get out and do a bit of sightseeing."
"I didn't pick up those brochures for nothing..."
"I know. We should look into it when we get back later." She said. "Before you find yourself unable to keep your hands off me."
"Ooh, I can't exactly help the fact that you're so beautiful." I said. I leaned closer. "Particularly when you are mid-orgasm." I added, with a smirk.
"Em!"
I sat back and laughed. "Oh, I love you, Naomi. I feel like I don't say it enough sometimes, you know?"
She shook her head. "It's always nice to hear, but your actions tell me more than words, Ems."
"Oh?"
She nodded. "The way you look at me. Your eyes light up. The way you touch me, even if it's innocent."
"Aww." I reached for her hand and squeezed it gently.
"You aren't afraid to be daring with me. Nor are you afraid to teach me new things about myself. That speaks volumes, Emily. If you didn't love me so much, you wouldn't be so considerate, I think."
"Good point." I said, finishing another nibble of food. "You are...very dear to me."
"I know." She said, another blush covering her cheeks. "You're dear to me, too."
We continued to make light conversation as we finished as much as we could of the meal, because it was generous, to say the least. We left the restaurant, and Naomi took my hand in hers, walking back in the direction of the hotel. Her fingers intertwined with mine, and I will admit, it was nice to just take a walk with her. We ended up on the beach, eventually, and as I sat down, Naomi sat behind me, snuggling me backwards into her arms. I laid my head back against her shoulder and she kissed the side of my neck softly. It was so tender that it made me shiver.
"Are you cold?" She asked me.
I smiled. "No... No, I'm quite warm." I replied. "I'm not shivering from cold."
"Then...why?" She asked. "Oh..." She said, after a beat, answering her own question. Her arms wrapped tighter around me.
"You understand?"
"Yes."
I looked up at the stars. "They're beautiful, aren't they?" I mused. "Thousands of them... So many millions of miles away..."
"I thought I was beautiful, too?" Naomi asked.
"Oh, you are..." I said, turning my head to kiss her. "Do you doubt me?"
"N-no."
Again, I smiled. "Your qualities I find endearing. Like how you get nervous so easily. I've always found that exciting, actually."
Naomi's fingers began to stroke up a down my arm. "There isn't much you don't find exciting about me, is there?"
My brow furrowed. "You're full of questions tonight...are you sure you're-"
"I am fine, Emily. I'm just...enjoying spending time with you like this." She said, gently cutting me off.
"Oh." I said. "Do you feel like we don't do it enough?"
"It isn't that. You know I enjoy all the time we spend together, no matter what we do."
"Yes, but..." I said, turning around to face her and seeing her gorgeous blue eyes staring back at me. I raised my hand and rested my palm against her cheek. "You would tell me, if I'm doing something wrong, wouldn't you?"
She blinked, as if bemused by my question, and nodded. "Yes, of course." She said. "And you aren't, I promise."
"Or even if I'm too much for you?"
"You never are. And if that were to happen, well..."
"What would you do?" I asked. "Hypothetically, if we were about to be intimate, and I was too..."
"Domineering?" She smirked.
"Yeah. How would you handle me?"
"You know I like it when you are dominant over me."
"Yes, but... Suppose there was a time when you wanted to be in charge. How would you achieve that?"
She reached up and took my hand in hers, gripping it firmly. "If this before, or after you've tied me up?"
"Before."
Her blue eyes looked skyward, and then closed briefly before opening again and boring into mine. "Roll you over. Pin your arms above your head. Suck that one little spot on your neck, because I know it makes you melt..."
I nodded. "That might do the trick..." I mused. "What about when you have me where you want me? What then..."
"Oh, then? Well... I'd spend a good long while teasing you with my tongue, my fingers... And then have my way with you, of course."
"Oh really?" I smirked. "How would it be...slow...teasing...rough?"
"A bit of everything..."
I gave her a sly smile and kissed her softly. "Can I take you up on that?" I grinned.
"Which part?"
I slid the tip of my tongue along her bottom lip. "All of it." I breathed. "Tackle me. Wrestle with me. Tie me up. Spank me. Shag my fucking brains out..."
A look of recognition crossed her features. "Oh." She murmured. "What about the brochures we were going to look through?"
I shook my head. "That can wait until morning. Tonight... I'm yours." I said. "I need you to take me back to our room and have your way with me."
"Ok, but...why?" Naomi asked, brow furrowing. "You thought my questions were odd, but yours are just..." She shrugged. "Or is it something that just makes no sense?"
I looked at her for a few moments before I answered. "Naomi... I love you with all my heart. It's nothing bad, I promise you. I just want you to be in control of me, for a change."
"No reason?"
"Other than needing to feel you all over me as you fuck me into a complete stupor? No."
"A complete stupor?" She asked, with a raised eyebrow.
I inhaled deeply and then exhaled a slow breath. "Oh yes." I half-groaned, feeling another shiver consume me. "Beautiful, I want to wake up tomorrow and feel my insides ache before I have the chance to register that I'm not asleep."
Naomi blinked at me. "Wow."
"Mmhmm..."
She stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me onto my feet. Without another word, she led me back to our hotel, with quick eager steps. As soon as the doors of the lift slid closed, I was slammed against the wall, breath momentarily knocked out of me as darkened blue eyes stared into mine. I felt my heart beating hard in my chest as her lips fused onto mine and she kissed me...hard. It was ferocious and wanting, as though our lips were at war almost, not ceasing until the soft sound of the lift bell signified our arrival at our floor. The doors slid open and Naomi led me out, and as they slid closed behind me, she leaned down and kissed me softly. "Baby?"
"Yes?" I whispered.
Her lips moved slowly down my jaw, grazing against my skin, until she spoke in a voice that made my body shiver and my insides clench. "Run."
The tone of her voice was so dark and needy, I began to move away from her. Our room was down the hall and around the corner from the lift, and as I got to the corner I looked back, to see her beginning to run after me. I picked up speed and almost crashed against the door, opening it and standing at the foot of the bed. I heard her quick footsteps first, slowing down as she appeared in the door, with a devious look in her eyes. She stepped into the room, and firmly shut the door behind her. Ooh... Dominant Naomi. How I have missed her...
She moved towards me, and stood just inches from me. "So... You want to ache in the morning... Where, exactly?" She asked, in a low voice.
I looked up at her. "Everywhere."
"Everywhere, hmm?" She mused. She quickly unbuttoned my shirt, slipping it off my shoulders and did the same with my bra. She looked me up and down, raised her eyebrow, and then quicker than I could register, she tackled me backwards onto the bed and reached for the waistband of my jeans, quickly began to unzip me, and I closed my eyes, feeling the denim slide down my legs, along with my knickers. I squealed slightly as I was pushed backwards, her body quickly following mine up the mattress until she pinned my arms hard above my head. I opened my eyes to see Naomi straddling my hips, feeling the movement of her hands as she quickly cuffed me to the bedhead. "I know the best place to start with that..." She said.
I watched her as she began trailing quick kisses down my stomach as it rose and fell quickly beneath her, those beautiful blue eyes still trained on mine. Her hands grabbed at my jeans around my ankles and pulled them off, along with my shoes and socks. My body tensed as her fingers reached my folds and spread me open, and I felt just how wet I had become. I moaned softly as she leaned forward and kissed me, her tongue slipping into the valley and beginning to flick and stroke against my clit. Her eyes watched me as she tasted me, each flick of the tip of her agile tongue sending me higher. I bit my bottom lip as the pleasure began to climb further, and it was not long at all before it overwhelmed me and I tensed and shuddered under her attention. My body rode the wave as she brought me back down, and I heard my heart pounding as the blood rushed through my ears. I exhaled hard and shook visibly, as Naomi crawled on top of my body, straddling my naked hips.
Her eyes were mischievous, and without saying a word, she pressed her lips against mine, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I moaned as I tasted my pleasure on her, the kiss long and lingering. When she pulled away, we were both gasping for air, and she quickly kissed along my jaw, until her breath blew hot against my ear. "I am going to tie you to this bed...so you can't move... And then...oh then..." Every single one of her words sent a spike of anticipation through me.
"Yes?" I whispered. A low, devious chuckle sounded in my ear. Oh, Christ... Naomi did not answer, but flipped me onto my stomach, her hand sliding down my spine.
"I'm going to have my way with you, of course..." Her voice as again low in my ear, and it was accented by two sharp spanks on my naked arse. I shuddered hard, and felt myself clench in anticipation.
"Fuck..." I mumbled, although it sounded more like a whimper, I will admit. I may have been mostly a dominant woman, but only Naomi could make me feel this way. So needy, so... Wanting. And I wanted her to have me. Any way she wanted.
"Don't move. Understand?" She commanded.
"Yes..." I groaned.
Her weight moved off the bed, and I felt her hands on my ankles, slowly spreading my legs wide apart. A shirt moment later, I felt something wrapping around my left ankle. Snug, but not too tight. Then, a few short moments later, something wrapping around my right ankle, again...snug, but not too tight. "This rope...it comes in so handy..." She mused, and I could hear the deviousness in her voice. "I'm looking forward to this..." I heard some rustling, and then felt her weight join me again on the bed, this time, her naked skin sliding against mine. Her hands began to rub at the skin on my back, tracing circles. The sensation made me close my eyes, and I shivered again under her touch. "You see, I like this... When I have you immobile under me..." She leaned over and I felt her soft kisses following her fingers down my spine. "Not that I don't love it when you play with me, because you know I do, but..." She kissed me again. "It's so good to get a little payback, now and again... And I think you are in for a lot of it. Would you like that, baby?"
"Yesss..." I half whispered. God yes, I would...
A slightly dark chuckle from behind me. "Tease you?"
"Yes."
"Spank you?"
"Oh yes..."
"What's that other thing you wanted?" She teased.
I groaned. "Shag my fucking brains out..."
"Ah, that's right...shag your fucking brains out." She mused, as her palms rubbed the cheeks of my arse lightly. A sharp spank on one side of my arse that caused me to whimper. "I think I can oblige..." Another sharp spank on the other side, the effect of which coursed through my blood and wound its way through my insides. I couldn't help the grunt that left me, one of pleasure, as opposed to pain. I guess, in a sense, that I was like Naomi, in that I did like to be spanked. I got more pleasure out of feeling her enjoyment, but on the rare occasions when I had taken a spanking, I can't say it didn't leave me humming after. I'd never been made to come from it, like I had done to her, but it still felt good and lent something to the experience.
Naomi had learned a fair bit from me, some of which, she clearly didn't tell me. I wasn't angry about that, but it did cross my mind as sharp smack after sharp smack, her hand met my backside, causing my insides to flip over themselves and clench repeatedly. She had me so well tied down, that I couldn't move, and that added to the pleasure I was feeling, rising with each spank to my warming flesh. I still had enough space to squirm, and was doing so quite easily, panting and groaning, my breathing becoming more laboured with each strike of her hand on my skin.
"You're a naughty girl sometimes..." Naomi mused, as she rubbed my arse to soothe my tingling skin.
"Why?" I asked.
"Are you asking out of turn?" She countered sternly, the tone of her voice sending a shiver up my spine.
"Yes." I said.
"Ooh...you're challenging me...while I have you spread eagled under me?"
"Yes."
Another devious chuckle. She spanked me harder on either side, and I groaned as the sharp sensation dissipated into the soft rubbing of her fingers on my skin. "Well...that is different. You're not normally like this...I find it intriguing..."
Her fingers reached between my legs and felt through my slick folds, seeking out my clit. I gasped as she began to lightly stroke it, and then whimpered softy and tried to shift under her, unsuccessfully so. "Why am I a naughty girl?" I asked, my voice turning almost desperate. Her hand skimmed over my tingling skin again, slower this time. Then, several quick spanks in succession, each one causing me to pant, or whimper, and feeding the burning need within me. Holy fucking Christ...
"You...have an exhibitionist streak in you...correct?" She asked, her voice succinct.
"Yes..." I whispered. The rubbing against my clit continued, achingly slow.
"Mmm. You know how I know?" She asked, as she continued to rub my skin. "I knew from the night we met...when you felt me up in the taxi. When you fucked me in front of the bare window in your office, so anyone could see. Then...when you had me bare my tits while I was on the train. And then...when you fucked me in the back of the taxi." She followed up each statement with another sharp smack against my arse. I had begun to flinch every time she struck me, but it wasn't through fear. It was through sheer want. Her fingers slid down through my folds and then she plunged them deep inside my sensitive, wet flesh. "Oh...this is making you wet."
"Yesss..." I hissed. "So do you." I added, my defiance speaking up.
"What?" Naomi replied, sparking me again.
"Exhibitionist streak." I murmured, through half gritted teeth. I shut my eyes, feeling myself clench around her fingers as the sensation ebbed away. "Matches mine..."
"Oh? How so..." Her hand kept rubbing at my skin, the sensation spreading to one of warmth.
"You know how!" I groaned. She spanked me again, twice on each cheek. "Ah! Fuck..." I muttered. "Ooh..." I moaned softly as she continued to stroke me tenderly. Her hand stilled, and I caught my breath as I began to speak. "The beach...in the trees...on the balcony..."
"You had me so fucking horny this morning, how could I resist you?" She said, lightly. Her tone was one of reminiscence.
"I knew you wouldn't." I paused, enjoying the touch of her fingertips on my skin. "You drive me so crazy sometimes. You look at me...and...God, I want to fuck the innocence completely out of you." I said, breathlessly.
"Really?"
"Yes..."
"Why?"
"I've never been with anyone who I can so willingly tease." I admitted.
"And does that bother you?"
I shook my head. "No...not at all. It's so..." I trailed off and moaned softly. "So exciting." I murmured. "It makes me want to do devious, dirty, scandalous things to you."
Her fingertips stopped moving against my skin. "Oh." She said, simply. "So...why am I not in your position right now, hmm?"
I sighed deeply, and shivered. "Sometimes...even a dominant needs to be dominated. To be tied down. Disciplined. Fucked."
The light stroking of my skin resumed. "I see." She mused. "And...why is that?"
I arched my back as best as I could. "When I tease you...fuck you...it's a different pleasure. I get turned on, but... Sometimes I don't come." I explained.
"No?"
"No...it's... Mental. Not gaga, but... My brain gets off, and I feel powerful. In control. Your submission gives me that, as much as your love does...having your love makes it more intense." I said. "Sometimes... I long to feel what you feel. To be in your position." I sighed. "Am I making sense?"
"In a way." Naomi replied.
"You're confused?"
"No." She said, now stroking the base of my spine. "Just taking your words in. It does make sense...but I won't tell you how...not right now..."
"No?" I whispered.
"No...I think you need something more from me right now, yes?"
I groaned, and my back arched again, my limbs fighting the restraints. "Yesss..."
I felt her kisses running up my spine, and then felt her warm breath at my ear. "Hard and fast, baby?"
"Oh, please..."
She slid her fingers from me, rose up off the bed and spanked my arse firmly on either side. "You look so good spread out for me like this...we should do this more often..." I could hear the sly grin in her voice, and also vague rustlings. "Right now...I think I have heard enough from you, though..." She climbed back onto the bed behind me and i whimpered in protest as she pushed my own knickers between my lips, muting any objection I had. The next thing I knew, I felt the tip of the strap on sliding up and down my impossibly wet folds, and just as my hips began to rock in time with that teasing motion, I groaned into my knickers as she pushed the purple appendage as deep inside me as it would go. "Jesus, you're soaked..." She murmured, as her hands gripped at my hips, her own sliding backwards, and then pushing back into me. I clenched down hard on the strap on as it once again slid backwards, and whimpered as loudly as I could, the length of it grazing against the most pleasurable spot inside me.
Her pace didn't slow, and with a few more strokes, I was lost to the first orgasm I had, tipped over the edge as she thrust more forcefully into me. My body shook as she fucked me, and I felt her kisses across my shoulders, a soft counterpoint to the increasingly hard thrusting into me. My hands grabbed at the railing as best as it could, my insides aching, squeezing the intrusion as she thrust into me, the only sound other than Naomi's breath against my skin and my muffled grunts being the sound of the bed springs quickening their pace with each hard jolt. Every thrust of hers was now rubbing the spot inside me, and I was burning inside with unrelenting pleasure. I thought to myself, while I still could, if this was how it was for her when I fucked her... Relentless, without mercy, a never ending spell of delicious, searing hot pleasure. I felt like I was being taken apart, piece by piece, and I never wanted it to end.
But it did, as all things must. It came as I did, for the third time, and then a fourth, my body stiffening violently as Naomi's fingers dug into my hips, her body shuddering against mine hard, with a strangled cry against my neck as she sucked over my pulse. She collapsed against me, panting and breathless, and placing soft, lazy kisses against my skin. After she moved out of me and un-gagged me, she reached up and undid the cuffs that held me in place, firmly rubbing into my shoulders and laying my arms beside my body. I felt so very spacey as she continued to kiss across my shoulders, and I reached for her, with as much strength as I felt I had left. "Please...just hold me." I whispered, huskily.
She did so, sliding her arms under my body and forming a protective cocoon around me. "Alright?" She whispered, as I shuddered hard against her, the aftershocks making me tremble.
"Yeah." I murmured.
"How was that?" She asked. "Are your brains sufficiently fucked out?"
"What's my name again?" I replied.
Naomi laughed, and kissed the back of my neck. "Oh, Emily..." She mused.
A smile crossed my lips. "Can you untie my feet?"
"Of course, my love." She said, before moving down the bed and fulfilling my request. I rolled into my side and curled myself up a bit, as Naomi moved back next to me. She cuddled me close, and slid her fingertips up and down my spine gently, making me shiver. "Did you mean what you said? You know...about not coming when you fuck me?"
I nodded. "I do...when I do it like you just did to me. But otherwise... It's all up here." I said, tapping my temple with my fingertips. "The physical need... It builds up... And sometimes... I just need to. Be taken, that is."
Naomi kissed my forehead softly. "You are so different to how I picture you, at times."
"Oh?"
"N-not in a bad way, it's just... You haven't told me that before." She regarded me with curious blue eyes. "It surprises me."
"You never asked, either."
"I know."
"Why?" I asked.
She shrugged. "I don't know. I feel odd about asking you things."
I sat up, carefully, my muscles still aching slightly. I sighed, deeply. "You shouldn't, you know?" I said. "We've been together long enough now, beautiful. It's been a long time since I've wanted to keep anything secret from you." I took her hand in mine. "Promise me... If you want to know something...ask me?"
Naomi leaned up and kissed me slowly. "I promise, Emily." She said, pulling me back down slowly, until she wrapped me up in her arms. "I love you."
"I love you, too." I whispering, nuzzling my nose against hers. "Even when you're spanking me like the naughty girl I can be." I grinned. "You've been taking pointers, I see..."
She smirked at me. "Yeah...I learn from the best." She said, rubbing her fingertips down over my arse. I moaned softly. "Tender?"
"Mmhmm...but your touch feels good." I replied.
"I think we should get some sleep, don't you?"
"Mmm...what about the brochures?" I asked.
Naomi shook her head gently. "It can wait until the morning."
I smiled, lazily. "Mmkay."
She wrapped me up in her arms, pulling the duvet over the both of us to keep warm. I cuddled into her embrace, and sighed, deeply. She kissed the top of my head, and I felt my heart flutter. Yeah, we could be teasing, utterly frantic and rough with each other, but even after all that, we could still curl up into a comfortable ball and drift off to sleep together.
That's what made Naomi and I completely perfect.
A/N#2: uhm...yeah. No idea where most of that came from... Will try for plot next chapter lol
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Until whenever...
~GN~ xo