A/N: OH HAI!
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(Naomi POV)
(A few days later - Wednesday)
I cannot deny that having Emily know one of my innermost fantasies is arousing. In a way, it made me feel even more naked than when we are actually naked together. However, she has been very attentive to me the last couple of days. Not that I mind, but she has definitely been more clingy and careful with me than usual. Yesterday, I had asked her if anything was wrong.
"Why could anything be wrong, beautiful?" She asked, as her legs tangled up in mine. We had just been making love again, and she was curled around me comfortably.
"You just seem...more careful with me. Have I done something wrong?"
She smiled. "No, beautiful." She said. "But it's nice, every once in a while, for things to not be so heated and frantic between us, don't you think?"
"Well...yes, but..." I said, pausing. "It's just...not like,you." I said. Emily regarded me carefully. "Forgive me if I speak out of turn, but you are dominant. I know how you like to play...it's not like you to be so... Careful."
"You think I'm careless with you?" Emily asked.
"No! I...just..." I sighed.
"Naomi..." Emily said. "Just tell me. I won't be offended."
"Promise?" She nodded. "Well... You took me to an adult shop, you made me come in handcuffs while in a changing room, and then after we got home, you went all dominant headmistress on me, and spanked me senseless, fucking me with a very unusual item." I explained. "Since then, well... I understand you wanted me to recover, but... Your manner around me. It's... Different. You're cautious. Nervous. It's not like you, Em."
Emily snuggled into me. "Sometimes I forget just how smart you are." She said, softly. "I have been more careful with you. More attentive, less demanding, less...dominant. I think I needed to be."
"Why?"
Emily sighed. "I think maybe I pushed you too far."
I shook my head. "No, you didn't."
"No?"
I kissed her softly. "You didn't do anything that I didn't want you to do." I said.
Emily watched my expression carefully. "In that case, I guess... I have just wanted to enjoy you without all of that stuff."
"Hasn't it ...frustrated you, though?" I asked. "I know how much you desire me in that way."
"I desire you any way I can get you, I think. It's natural for me to want to dominate you. I've been that way for most of my adult life, beautiful. But, I've learned it's also just as good when it's not so...frantic." She explained. "I love you, and want to be with you any way I can be. Whether it's tying you up, spanking you, or just making love to you."
I nodded. "I...think I understand." I said. "I've experienced so much of your world. I've really...not known anything else when it comes to sex with a woman. You eased me into it, though. It took a while before I experienced the full extent of your nature. but you and I... We match together so well, Emily. Don't you think?"
"Yes, we do."
"Can I ask you another question?"
She kissed my shoulder. "You can ask me anything, my love."
"Is there anything you like to do that I won't do?"
"You mean to ask whether I would be into dripping candle wax on your nipples and leaving bruises on you?" She smirked.
"Well...yeah." I said, nervously.
She shook her head. "I'm guided by what you are into. I won't deny it...there are a couple of partners that I've had that have been into the more extreme things. Candle wax, yes. More extreme forms of bondage involving a lot of rope work, to the point where it looks painful? Yes. But I did that for the person I was with at the time, Naomi. You are so very different."
"How?"
"You were like...a clean slate. If that doesn't sound too bad." She said.
"Something new?"
"Yes. You were innocent to everything I had been immersed in for so long. It intrigued me, because I'd never really been with a partner that was so...green." She said. "You meet most people in the lifestyle, in bondage clubs, and they have already figured out what they like, what gets them off, but you... You were a blank canvas."
"And...that turned you on?"
"Oh yes, immensely." She replied. "There was no expectation, with you. I could start easy, stick with basic things, explore and find out what you enjoyed. It was a different experience for me, as well as you, I'm sure. The big difference being...that I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. You think I'm treading carefully with you now, after spanking you red raw..." Her eyes met mine, and I could see the honesty in them. "Baby, that's nothing compared to how cautious I was with you when we met."
"You can be unpredictable, though." I said. "The first time I was in your office. The time you tied me spread eagled and vibrated me until my brain melted."
She nodded. "Yes, I admit I can be that way. I'm spontaneous. But then...I know you find the thrill of getting caught a turn on." She said. "You also like my spontaneity."
"Yeah...I do. I don't know why. I guess I'm more of an exhibitionist than I took myself for. The first time I was in your office...that sparked it in me, I suppose."
"I asked you that night...if I'd crossed a line."
"Yes, I remember. I took it as you asking whether you did something I didn't want." I said. "Which isn't technically true. Until I met you... I never really thought much about what intrigued me...what gets me off."
"And now?" She asked.
"Now... God... Being with you... I feel like I lose myself, but not in a bad way. When we are together like this, I'm not a lawyer, and you don't own a company. We're Emily and Naomi. I am submissive to you, and you are dominant over me. To anyone else, it might seem... Odd, or strange. I shudder to think what my mother would say about the way we are with each other, but it doesn't matter." I explained. "What you and I share... It's amazing. You and I have this bond that is so close, and so special. I wouldn't swap it for anything in the entire world. You allow me to forget who I am and just be with you. I'm so in love with you... It feels crazy sometimes, that I have to stop and think." I said. "And then...you look at me with that smile, that without words tells me that you love me back... And I don't feel so crazy anymore."
Emily pulled me closer and kissed me slowly. The kiss was gentle, but lingered long enough to show the heat behind it. "You and me, beautiful. Always, I promise." She said, linking her fingers with mine and squeezing them gently.
"And you..." I said. "You never thought you would fall for me, did you? I know you fought against it."
Emily nodded. "That's true, I did. Because I was feeling things for you I hadn't felt since I was a teenager. I wasn't sure whether you felt the same way, and I was scared that you didn't feel the same. Terrified, actually. The heart... It's a very fragile thing. I didn't want to feel the emotion I felt when I was sixteen and was rejected."
"You didn't want to be heartbroken?"
"No." She replied. "And you...I knew you had never been with a woman before, let alone had fallen for one, so..."
"You couldn't stand it, though... In the end..."
"Correct." Emily said. "When we went to Wales, I knew I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted to tell you then, but..." She sighed. "Maybe I had more on my mind, what with my family and all. It wasn't until you left, that I realised that when I got back, I had to tell you. I had to take that leap into the unknown, and just pray you felt the same way, too."
I nodded. "I knew in Wales, too." I said.
"You did?"
"Yes." I replied. "I just didn't know how to tell you. I think it was the moment in the greenhouse."
"You mean-?"
"Yeah. When you were going to fuck me, but didn't." I said. "It told me that... God, this is going to sound awful..."
Emily squeezed my hand in her own. "Cards on the table, beautiful."
I swallowed. "It told me that I meant more to you as just someone to fuck. You saw me as more than just a lover, or someone to be dominant over. You saw me as someone you loved." I stared into her eyes and saw a calm, but curious expression staring back at me, "I'm right...aren't I?" I asked.
Emily's eyes closed briefly, and then opened again as she nodded. "Yes."
"And you've been careful with me, because..."
"Because you are so very... very precious to me, Naomi. To lose you would break my heart completely. So much that I couldn't bear it. I would cease to exist inside. I would live...but I wouldn't be alive." She said. "I don't joke, when I say I want to be with you forever."
"Oh, Ems..." I said, kissing her softly.
"Whether it's lying on the sofa, watching old movies with you. Or making slow, passionate love with you. Or fucking you senseless. Or just living day to day with you. Working with you. Cooking with you. Domestic stuff. I LOVE you, Naomi." Her lips met mine again in another passionate kiss. "In every way it is possible for one woman to love another. You are my soulmate."
Her eyes were so honest, that I knew what she was saying was her truth. And also mine. "You are my soulmate, too." I whispered. "I can't imagine being with anyone else, after you. My stomach still flutters when I think of you. I think it always will. What you and I have... It isn't a fling. It certainly isn't a passing fancy. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Emily. No matter how short...or long. If, of course, that's what you want, too..."
"Oh, I do..." Emily replied. "I want nothing more."
She kissed me again, the movement of her lips slow and lingering.
(The next day)
It had been a long day, and I was sitting in my office, typing up the notes from my meeting with Michael Hunt, who was brilliant and efficient about looking into just exactly how he was going to prosecute both McClair and Richard. The case against Richard had its day in court first, set for a month away. McClair's date was taking longer, because of the immigration related issues, what with him trying to enter Germany sans passport, thanks to Detective Smith's quick work in getting it cancelled. There was administrative paperwork that was taking some time, and my calls to immigration didn't give much information, until Hunt, who had previous experience in dealing with the department, made some calls and was informed that his case had to go through immigration first, and that he would be also charged with attempting to enter Germany illegally.
Once that was over, Smith had told him he would be charged with conspiracy and embezzlement, and also using false identification to open a bank account under both British and Swiss law. It was up to Hunt, now, to do the legal groundwork in prosecuting him, and also up to me to learn what I could from his investigations. It was valuable education and experience for me, to both watch and help him collate documents and legal arguments. I'd got through a large stack of notes that he had taken by hand, typing them all up, and when I was done, I shut down the computer, and made my way out of my office. The main office was deserted, it was almost six o'clock, and Emily and I were the only two who had been working late. She had been working on client notes, and I paused in the doorway to watch her for a few brief moments, feeling a pleasant sensation well up inside me as I watched her under the lighting.
She's all mine. And so gorgeously fuckable.
I cleared my throat, and she looked up from her paperwork, and gave me a wide smile. "Hey." She said, her voice as husky as usual.
I returned her smile, and stepped into her office, closing the door behind me, and also locking it. Emily watched me with a curious raised eyebrow, as I walked across her office, and stood behind her desk. I reached down and tilted her head upwards, bending down to kiss her slowly. Her hands met my hips and she pulled me slightly closer to her. My hands rested on her shoulders as I kissed her deeper, wanting to convey the desire I had for her in thwt moment. She was the one to break it off, and she looked up at me, her eyes wide with curiosity. I slid my reading glasses off my nose, and placed them into the table, looking out of the window at the subdued, but still bright daylight outside. I noticed there were still people in the building opposite, and that gave me a particularly sneaky idea.
I grabbed Emily's collar, and pulled her to her feet, leading her to the sofa that was at right angles to her desk. I pushed her backwards so she sat on the arm. "Wha-?" She said, before I placed my finger against her lips to silence her. I have her a sly grin as I slid my the tip of my finger down her throat, to her collar, the to button of which was already undone. Slowly, i unbuttoned her shirt halfway down, and then dropped to my knees in front of her. It was time to give Emily Fitch a taste of her own medicine.
And so it was that I slid my hand down each of her legs and pulled her shoes off. "Stand." I said, as I looked up at her. She stood, and I trailed my hands back up her legs, pushed her skirt up to her hips, and hooked my fingers into the waistband of her knickers, beginning to pull them downwards. Once I had them to her knees, I spoke again. "Sit." She sat back down, and I continued to slowly slide her knickers down her legs, until they were at her ankles, at which point, I pulled them off completely, and set them aside with her shoes. I looked up at her, my eyebrow quirked, and it was a look she returned, so if to say 'do your worst'.
Oh, I think I can manage that...
I gave her a cheeky smirk, and began to leave soft kisses up from her knees, feeling the shiver in her skin against my lips as I got closer to exactly where I knew she wanted me. I could smell the scent of her arousal, and it drew me closer, until I inhaled its source, and exhaled a warm breath over it, leading her to moan softly, a moan that I couldn't help but share. I spread her thighs open wider, knowing full well that she could see, just as I had, that there were people in the building opposite us. "Time for a taste, I think..." I murmured, leaning closer and parting her folds with my thumbs, and finding her to be deliciously wet with my tongue. I wasted no time in devouring her wetness, sliding the tip of my tongue around her folds, nibbling, sucking, licking at her swelling clit as it peeked out to greet me.
"Jesus, beautiful..." She groaned, as I flicked my tongue against the erect bud of flesh. I continued until I sensed that she was close, and then...I stopped. I looked up at her, as she looked down at me, biting her bottom lip and breathing raggedly. I reached up to her shoulders, and yanked her shirt downwards, exposing her shoulders and hearing her gasp as I did so. Her eyes narrowed, and I saw that her pupils had become blackened. I slid my hand down her chest, and unfastened the front of her bra, pulling the straps off her shoulders.
"Do you think any of them will see you?" I said, my voice low as I indicated the building behind me and in front of her. She looked ahead of her. "Answer me." I said, pausing my thumb against her clit.
"It's possible. But that's your point, isn't it?"
I raised my eyebrow, and then Emily groaned again, as I leaned in between her thighs again and resumed my attention with my tongue in her most private place. Her hand reached the back of my head, pulling me in closer, and I let it slide, too consumed with enjoying the taste of her on my lips. I looked up at her as I pulled her legs over my shoulders, and gave her another sly smirk, sucking her clit between my lips and flicking my tongue across it rapidly. Her fingers gripped at my shoulder, and I felt her squirming, and so once again, I stopped.
"You're teasing me?" She panted.
"Yes." I replied, as I leaned forward and traced every part of her wetness slowly with my tongue. Her legs drew me closer to her, and the moan that spilled from her lips sent a shock through my insides. Her fingers slid up my neck and through my hair, and for the next few minutes, nothing could be heard, other than her ragged breathing, accented by the occasional moan, and the soft, slick sounds of my tongue against her soaking wet folds. Twice more I teased her close, ceasing my attentions on her clit and tracing the tip of my tongue down to the entrance of her slick heat and drinking her essence. I looked up at her. "Is anyone watching?" I asked. Emily looked up and I felt her body shudder. She looked back down and nodded at me. "Male or female?"
"Female." She croaked.
"Oh, good..." I smirked. "Watch her. I want her to know how hard I make you get off." I said, before I trailed my tongue back up to her clit, and this time slid two long fingers inside her, feeling her tight warmth wrap around them and pulse like a living glove. Carefully, I began to thrust them into her, as her hips rocked against me, and I increased the friction and pressure of my sneaky tongue, lapping at her delicately, with quick trills, and...not so delicately, with long, firm licks.
Her breath came in laboured gasps, and her words were incoherent and beautifully husky. "Baby...fuck...please..." Her words were broken, and as I insistently rubbed my tongue all over her clit, I curled my fingers inside her, feeling her spasm and quiver around them as her hips rocked harder towards me. Her body stiffened, her legs squeezing me closer as she cried out, her fingers gripping my hair tightly between them as she came. I continued to lick all around her clit as she shuddered, bringing her down gently, and she groaned, pushing my head backwards. Her eyes were glazed as they met mine, and I gave her a sly smirk.
I softly kissed her thigh, and slowly got to my feet. "Stand up." I said, and Emily got to her feet. She was about to do up her bra, when I stopped her with my voice. "Leave it." I said, circling around her. She watched me I sat down and hiked up my skirt, slipping my own very wet knickers down my legs and tossing them to the side. I spread my legs for her. "On your knees, bitch." I smirked. Emily got to her knees, and looked at me expectantly. "Come closer." I said, and she moved on her hands and knees toward me. I peered down between my legs. "You have a job to do. Get to it." I ordered.
She didn't need to be told twice, and I groaned as her wet, nimble tongue met with my soaked folds. I looked out of the window, and sure enough, there was a woman who was watching from the other building. My hand gripped the leather of the sofa, as I watched, seeing someone come into her office, her attention distracted.
Unlucky for her, then... I thought to myself, the thought then disappearing as Emily quickly thrust her fingers into my soaking core, intent on making me come. It didn't take long before I threw my head back against the sofa, moaning loudly as I clenched around her fingers, spasms burning their way through my body like fire as my own orgasm rocked me. I felt the softness of Emily's lips kissing my inner thighs as her fingers slid out of me and pushed their way between my own lips, allowing me to have the combined taste of us on my tongue.
Minutes later, we laid together on the sofa, Emily nestled in my arms as they wrapped around her. "I've missed Dominant Naomi." She said, her voice quiet and dreamlike.
I grinned. "Well, I couldn't let you get away with that little role play of yours that easily, could I?"
Emily laughed against my neck, the vibration of the sound making me tingle. "Hmm how does your arse feel, exactly?"
"Still a bit sore, but bearable." I said.
She pulled my head down and kissed me passionately. "Good, because I am eager to rock your world again..."
"Oh, baby...you do that every day you are with me, just by being who you are." I replied.
Her lips kissed mine again, slower, lingering until we broke for breath. "Mmm..." Emily said. "I think we need to go home..."
"Good idea. Though, I think you need to sort yourself out first...I don't want anyone else seeing your tits..."
She laughed again. "Cheeky bitch! I can't believe you did that..." She said, as she sat up, did up her bra and put her shirt back on. I reached for my knickers to out them back on. "Oh no you don't!" She said, swiping them from me. She pulled me close to her and kissed me. "I want you bare so I can fuck you when we get in the front door." She added, her voice low.
I swallowed. "Oh yeah? Are you going to spank me, too?" I smirked.
Her eyes twinkled. "We shall see about that..." She grinned.
A/N#2: oOer... Dominant Naomi makes a return...sneaky thing she is.
*smirk*
Er yeah...reviews and such welcome!
Until next time...I'll be over there plotting the devious things that happen next..HAHAHAHA...
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~GN~ xo
