"Brave New World"
Chapter Twenty-Five
by darthelwig
*** I own nothing. I'm just having fun. ***
A/N: Update 4 of 4 for today. Enjoy!
Wanda couldn't help but smile to herself at Carol's reaction to her nudity. She wanted this girl so badly. It was gratifying to know Carol wanted her too, that she wanted tonight to happen. Wanda would never touch Carol if she changed her mind. She would respect that. But it would be one of the hardest things she'd ever done.
She tried to concentrate on the movie they were supposed to be watching. Something horror. But her mind kept drifting back to the way Carol's breasts had looked in her bra, and out of it, and the way her eyes had darkened when she'd pulled her zipper down. She had almost lost control at that point. Almost. She had ached to slide her fingers into Carol's pants and find her wetness, to dip into that heat. She'd maintained her control by the barest thread, self discipline ground into her while mastering her powers the only thing that kept her from ravishing Carol in her bed right then.
With Carol's permission, there would be no such stopping tonight. She would have her girlfriend naked beneath her, and fuck her better than any man ever had or could. She would make sure of it.
She took Carol's hand and squeezed. Only briefly, lest her family see, but she needed that connection. The closer she grew to Carol, the more she needed, and sometimes it was a little unnerving how powerful that need could be, but only sometimes. Wanda was very willing to accept this girl into her heart and her life. Carol had a home in both now, and in Wanda's opinion, she was right where she should be.
Eventually, Carol's parents said goodnight and went to bed. Joe took a lot longer, to the point where Wanda was tempted to use her powers to influence him just a little bit, but he finally left them before it got to that point. She was grateful. She would've felt guilty to have done that, but she still would've. The night was only so long, and she wanted Carol very badly.
Once they were alone, credits playing on the screen the only light in the living room, Wanda raised Carol's hand to her lips and pressed a soft kiss to her palm. She followed it up with another, and another, watching Carol's eyes fill with need. She flicked her tongue out against the tip of Carol's finger, then slipped it between her lips and swirled her tongue over her skin before pressing another rather chaste kiss to it.
"That finger will be inside me soon," Wanda said very quietly, and she heard the little sound Carol made deep in her throat. A whimper and a moan in one. "I am going to come on your fingers, and hopefully on your tongue." She caressed Carol's face. "I want to pleasure you, because that will bring me pleasure."
"I want that too," Carol replied in a hoarse whisper. Wanda smiled and kissed the back of Carol's hand.
"We should go to bed," she said.
Every step in the short walk to Carol's room increased the buzzing energy between them. Wanda felt alive with it, almost drunk on the thrill. She closed the door behind them, grateful it had a lock, because she had no wish to be interrupted this night.
With the warm light from the bedside lamp, Wanda could see the hard points of Carol's nipples through her shirt, was aware of Carol's rapid breathing and flushed skin. She did as she'd wanted to do all night, cupped and squeezed Carol's ample breasts, pinched the nipples between her fingers and then her teeth. She sucked Carol through the fabric, encouraged by the way Carol gripped her hair to tug her closer.
The tank top was soon just a hindrance, so Carol stripped it off and tossed it to the floor. Wanda used the opportunity to take Carol's bare nipples into her mouth, sucking one after the other, making Carol moan quietly. Every soft sound she made sent heat racing through Wanda's veins, made her desperate for more.
It was easy to get Carol's shorts off. Easier still to get her sitting on the bed, back against the headboard. Wanda let Carol look her fill while she stripped off her shirt and shorts, leaving only her own panties to cover her nakedness. She paused then, looking at Carol's hungry expression. Squeezing her own breasts, massaging and caressing them in front of Carol, she hummed.
"You liked me like this earlier," she said softly. "You liked looking at me."
"Yeah." Carol's voice was hoarse, filled with desire. Wanda's nipples grew impossibly harder. They ached. She wanted Carol to soothe it. Wanda trailed her hands over her stomach, lower, toyed with the hem of her panty.
"Would you like to see more?" she asked. She wanted to hear it from Carol's lips, hear her voice.
"Yeah. I wanna see all of you."
"Perfect," Wanda sighed. She tugged her panty down and let it fall to the floor, let Carol take her in. The awed look on her face was incredible. Intoxicating. No one had ever looked at her in such a way before.
She climbed onto the bed, settled herself on Carol's lap, legs spread wide. This was a position she enjoyed a great deal, had loved it with Carol the first time and wanted more. Would she ever stop wanting more when it came to this beautiful, wondrous girl made of light and goodness? She wanted to immerse herself in Carol's glow. Maybe she could wash away some of the darkness Wanda felt stained with.
But she pushed those thoughts aside quickly. None of that had a place here tonight. This was the time for making love, not dwelling on the past, and she had a sexy, gorgeous girl in front of her.
Wanda kissed Carol deeply, felt her girlfriend's hands clutch her ass and squeeze hard. She moaned and rolled her hips, and felt Carol smile into their kiss.
"Cocky," Wanda murmured. Carol chuckled and ran her hand in circles over Wanda's ass.
"It's not cocky if you're just that good." Her smirk had Wanda raising an eyebrow.
"What else do you have for me?" she asked, a shiver of anticipation running through her. Carol reached down between them and slid a finger into Wanda's wet center, and Wanda gasped at the feeling of her girlfriend pushing into her. The finger was gone all too soon, and Wanda cried out in disappointment, but Carol was bringing her wet hand to Wanda's breast, coating her nipple in Wanda's own juices, and then Carol's mouth was on her, and Wanda's palm slapped against the headboard in reaction. Her other hand went to the back of Carol's head, tangled in her glorious hair. "Yes. Fuck," she breathed as her girlfriend switched to her other breast and proceeded to coat it in her wetness as well.
"You taste so good." Carol said before closing her mouth over the nipple and making love to it with her tongue. Wanda was in heaven. Carol's every touch was magic. When had anyone's touch ever felt this good, this right?
When Carol came up for a kiss, Wanda moaned. She could taste herself in Carol's mouth, on her lips and tongue.
"You are going to drink that from the source before this night is through," Wanda promised, and Carol's breathing stuttered. "For now, it is my turn to pleasure you." She crawled backwards on the bed, holding Carol's gaze, and Carol slid down onto her back.
Wanda parted Carol's legs, settled herself between them and stroked the insides of Carol's thighs all the way down to her knees. She took her time to enjoy the view of her girlfriend spread out before her, and Carol blushed now under Wanda's intense stare.
"You are so beautiful, my darling," Wanda said. She stretched up to kiss Carol once more, projecting all of her desire and approval into it, wanting Carol to feel it even though she couldn't use her powers. But oh, how she wished she could. How she wished she could share with Carol every bit of her, but this would have to do, and she was determined to make it good for her love.
She kissed down Carol's chest, stopping for a bit to pay attention to her mouth-watering breasts, then continued down over her stomach. Carol's breathing was speeding up the lower she got, and Wanda paused to look into Carol's eyes as she brought her mouth to Carol's panty-covered clit in an open-mouthed kiss. Carol moaned loudly, and Wanda stopped.
"Shh. Quiet, darling. Someone will hear." Carol nodded raggedly, and Wanda went back to her lovemaking. She made sure to pay attention to all of Carol's most sensitive areas through the fabric, using tongue, teeth and lips to worship her. Carol shuddered in a quiet climax, and Wanda pulled her girlfriend's panty off, finally, feasted her eyes on the treasure she'd just been devouring, then plunged her tongue into Carol's wet folds. She relished her lover's taste, her heat, and the way she cried out as Wanda repeated everything she'd done before, only now on Carol's naked flesh. Carol pulled a pillow to her face this time to muffle her scream as she came on Wanda's face, flooding Wanda's mouth.
This girl was everything Wanda had been thirsting for, and she eagerly drank her down.
"Holy shit," Carol said as she recovered her voice. Wanda laid down on the bed next to her and pressed a soft kiss to Carol's lips.
"I have not even penetrated you. I think you will like that even better," Wanda said. Carol blushed, but her answer was bold, as usual. It was part of why Wanda respected her so much.
"I'm not sure I'd survive 'better', but I'm looking forward to it." They both laughed, and it felt good to be able to do that, to not have to rush. "I haven't made you come yet," Carol said.
"We are nowhere near done, my love," Wanda said without thinking. She only realized once it was out what she'd just called Carol, but either Carol didn't mind or she hadn't heard, because she hadn't pulled away. Hope burned in Wanda's chest that maybe this beautiful girl full of goodness could love her in return.
Carol leaned in and pressed a sweet, lingering kiss to Wanda's lips.
"Call me that again," she said, her voice husky. Wanda's eyes widened.
"Anything for you, my love," she whispered. Carol's gaze was hot now, and Wanda felt it all the way to her toes. Carol caressed her cheek and leaned in impossibly close. Wanda felt Carol's breath on her cheek with every exhale, felt the warmth of her skin radiating against her own.
"I love you too," Carol whispered in her ear. The words sent a shot of arousal straight to Wanda's core, and she cried out with the pleasure of it, and then they were kissing passionately, fiercely, legs tangled and bodies pressed against each other.
This was better than her dreams, better than she'd hoped. So much better. So much more. And Wanda basked in Carol's love.