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A/N 1: This is the sequel to "Calling You Mine", a one-shot that I posted in April 2019, so the only children existing in this one are Noah and Frannie. :)
A little steamy snippet I felt inspired to write. It is a little kinky. There, the warning is out. :P
This was supposed to be a one-shot, but it has gotten too long. So it's going to be a three-shot, since I'm now at around 30 pages of smut. ;)
For my friend, sheepish123. Happy (very) belated birthday, beautiful. :*
Happy reading.
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All of the Stars
"All of the stars, you make them shine like they were ours. Ain't nobody in the world but you and I. Ain't nobody in the world but you. You stop the room when we walk in, spotlights on everybody staring. Tell all of these boys they are wasting their time. Stop standing in line, 'cause you're all mine."
"Hey, Babe? Have you seen my pajama pants?"
Amanda let out a startled yell and dropped the corkscrew she was holding, her heart hammering wildly in her chest as she whipped around to face Olivia, "Jesus, Liv! I nearly had a heart attack. Are you trying to kill m-" Seeing the brunette leaning against the counter, her train of thought came to a screeching halt, all words dying in her throat as her eyes were roaming long, muscular legs. Olivia was buttoning her flannel pajama top, stopping at the second button when she felt her girlfriend's eyes burning into her and raising her gaze.
Amanda shook her head clear from the sudden fog that had come with seeing her girlfriend bottomless and without panties on, the outline of her breasts just peeking out from underneath her shirt with the lapels still partially open. Swallowing hard to fight the dryness of her throat, the blonde croaked, "God, you're beautiful."
With her cheeks tinting a light pink, Olivia smiled, "Look at you being a charmer."
Biting her lip, Amanda let her eyes wander once again before snapping out of her Olivia-induced haze, her voice trembling slightly, "Your pajama pants are in the bathroom. I washed the toothpaste stain out for you."
Olivia grinned, "The clean freak peeking through, huh?"
Opening her mouth in mock shock, the blonde started rambling, "It was freshly washed and I hmph-" The rest of her sentence was muffled by her girlfriend's lips on hers.
"Thank you."
Amanda kissed the brunette chastely once again, "You're welcome."
The older woman's feet then could be heard padding down the hallway, and the blonde picked up the corkscrew to continue working on the bottle of Merlot she had been about to open when her lover had walked in. Something had been off with Olivia for the past couple of days and ever since, Amanda had been trying to calm her fluttering nerves, convincing herself that the brunette would come to her to talk when she was ready eventually, but Olivia never had.
When her right calf was being nudged gently, Amanda looked down, smiling at the top of Frannie's head resting against her in wait for scratches. Crouching down, the blonde detective took her dog's head into both hands, the canine closing her eyes as her mom used all ten of her fingers to tickle her head, her lips pressing a series of kisses to the soft fur there. Satisfied with the amount of affection she had gotten, Frannie trotted around the corner to settle down in Noah's room.
Walking over to the cabinet to get wine glasses, Amanda had to stretch in order to reach the stems, her loose, off-the-shoulder belly top crawling up her body so the undersides of her bare breasts had to be visible. The blonde smiled when she felt warm hands on her stomach, hot puffs of air hitting her ear, and her girlfriend rasping hoarsely, "You're so sexy, Baby." Nibbling gently on Amanda's earlobe, Olivia's hands splayed out against pale skin, feeling every ripple of the blonde's abs under the tips of her fingers, "You make me want to do things to you."
Amanda's head fell back onto her girlfriend's shoulder, the blonde's breath shuddering, "Like what?"
A hot tongue was laving at her pulsepoint and Olivia whispered, "Remember when you so nicely bent over this counter for me?"
Amanda whimpered at the memory, "Y-Yes." Shifting her hips forward, Olivia trapped her lover between her body and the counter, Amanda's eyes widening when she felt a bulge against her upper backside, the blonde instantly soaking through her sweats, "Oh, fuck."
The voice in her head that had been telling her that something was wrong with Olivia vanished behind the sudden fog, Amanda ready to pull both their pants down and just be fucked against any surface of the apartment. Turning around so she was facing the brunette, Amanda wrapped her arms around her neck, whispering hotly against soft, kissable lips, "Someone is feeling adventurous today, hm?"
Olivia's core closed around her end of the dildo and she moaned, deft hands wandering down to her lover's backside to squeeze firmly, "l.. I… we don't have to. I just thought-"
Leaning up, Amanda connected their lips in a fiery kiss, their tongues tangling, "Mmm, but I really want to. I love this. Especially because tonight there are no little feet around that could come padding into the kitchen for water." With another peck to Olivia's lips, Amanda pushed her girlfriend's pajama pants down to her upper thighs, blue eyes darkening at the sight of eight inches of purple silicone jutting proudly from full hips. Shuddering at the thought of what was to come, the blonde leaned over to breathe into her lover's ear, "I can already feel you inside me, Baby."
Tickling up the younger woman's spine, Olivia lifted her girlfriend's shirt as she went, just to be stopped in her tracks by the blonde, "Let me."
Amanda's gaze never left Olivia as she grabbed the hem of her shirt and leisurely pulled it over her head to reveal her naked torso. Dropping it to the floor, the blonde flexed her abs and lightly dragged her hands across the ripples, palms flat, her thumbs hooking into the waistband of her sweats to pull them ever-so-lightly lower.
Biting her lip, Olivia hummed appreciatively, "God, I don't think I'll ever tire of that reveal. It should be illegal to be this beautiful."
Amanda smirked knowingly and, in a sudden burst of confidence, teased, "Like what you see?"
Swallowing hard, Olivia stepped into her girlfriend's personal space and wrapped her petite frame in her arms, whispering hoarsely, "Yes."
With Amanda's fingers wandering over the soft fabric of her flannel pajama top, the blonde breathed against plush lips, "That's funny. I feel the exact same way when your shirt comes off."
Ignoring the slight swoop of shyness that rolled through her, Olivia whimpered when a hot tongue brushed against the side of her upper lip, the blonde casually popping the first button of her top open and thumbing her way down until she was able to pull the lapels of her shirt apart.
Olivia watched as her girlfriend licked her lips, blue eyes briefly flickering up to hers before roaming her torso once again. Pale hands came up to round her breasts, gently weighing them in her palms before the blonde's thumbs featherlightly brushed over her already stiff nipples, sending a zip of heat straight down to her clit, Olivia's hips jumping forward in response. Amanda moaned as the toy bumped into her over her sweatpants, cerulean pools darkening and flicking down to the jutting piece of silicone. Reaching out, pale fingers wrapped around the shaft, the blonde immensely gratified when she heard Olivia's breath hitch, like it always did when Amanda wrapped her hand around whichever dildo she was wearing.
Pressing Olivia's end of the toy lightly to the brunette's clit, Amanda marveled at the choked gasp that pushed past her girlfriend's lips, the blonde kissing her once again, her tongue in eager search for purchase as it tangled with its mate. When they parted, Amanda's breath was hot against Olivia's lips and she seductively purred, "I want it."
Shuddering violently at her lover's words, whispered so wantonly against her, Olivia's hands went to squeeze Amanda's ass cheeks roughly, "How do you want it?"
The blonde curled her free hand into the taller woman's chestnut locks, fisting the strands there and pulling while her other hand insistently tugged on the silicone between the brunette's legs, Olivia letting out a sound between a hiss and another whimper as heat bled through her whole body. Amanda shuffled closer, another firm pull at the shaft making Olivia's thighs quiver as it drug against her throbbing clit, "You know how I want it, Baby."
A low growl escaped the brunette, Amanda moaning again when her girlfriend gave her cheeks another firm squeeze, "Are you ready for it?"
The blonde ran her tongue leisurely along the side of Olivia's neck, her lips stopping just next to the older woman's ear, "Mmmm, you have no idea."
With her eyes fluttering for a second, the older woman turned her head to capture her lover's mouth, the tiniest noise escaping Amanda that was promptly swallowed by Olivia's tongue slipping with ease between her open, gasping lips. Her hand was fumbling when the brunette fished for the small bottle she had brought, flicking the cap open and breaking their kiss. When blue eyes opened, Olivia saw a storm raging in them, swirls of dark grey mixing with a now darker shade of steely blue. Biting her lower lip, the older woman held her hand out, her palm facing up, to squeeze some lubricant into it, but was stopped by her lover's insistent fingers, "I don't need it."
Swallowing hard, Olivia reached up to cup her girlfriend's cheek, her thumb slowly brushing the blonde's lower lip, and the older woman moaned when Amanda's tongue flicked out to brush it, plump lips wrapping around the tip to take it into her hot, wet mouth. Chocolate orbs zeroed in on the action, Olivia shuddering violently at the swirl of her lover's tongue, imagining what it would look like if Amanda had those lips wrapped around the thick, jutting silicone that was currently strapped to her hips. Biting her lower lip, the brunette dipped in to kiss her girlfriend softly once again, "Please let me."
Finally nodding, Amanda cupped her girlfriend's face in both hands and pulled her in for another kiss before Olivia turned her around and she was being bowed over the counter at a familiar angle, the brunette's hand holding her in place by the nape of her neck.
Deft fingers tickled down the blonde's spine and to the waistband of her sweatpants, Olivia smoothing her hands inside to brush them down her girlfriend's legs. When Amanda had kicked the offending garment off, she made the tiniest move to stand back upright, but Olivia's hand was there again, pushing her back down, "No. You stay there."
Shuddering lightly, Amanda crossed her arms under her head as a pillow, patiently waiting for her girlfriend's next move, when she heard her familiar, raspy voice behind her, "Color?"
The blonde licked her lips, her eyes fluttering in anticipation when one of her lover's hands squeezed her left ass cheek once again, "Green."
Olivia hummed, her tone rough around the edges, and she croaked, "Good."
Amanda shuddered when her lover's hand splayed suggestively over her upturned ass, a silent promise of what was to come. Olivia did not push any further, but instead just kept her there, steady and secure against the reassuring heaviness of the furniture. An impatient moan pushed past the blonde's tongue and Amanda had to take her bottom lip between her teeth to hold it back.
Letting out a surprised squeak when she was being pulled up and her naked back pressed into Olivia's now equally naked front to be walked over to the couch, Amanda asked, "Are you okay? What's happening?"
A soft, reassuring kiss was pressed just below her ear before Olivia gave the lobe a sharp nip, making the blonde hiss, "You ask too many questions. Get on your knees and spread your legs."
Amanda's core twitched at her lover's demanding tone and the blonde hastily climbed up and settled into the cushions of the plush seat, her forearms bracing on top of the backrest.
"Mmmm, look at you," Olivia murmured, her hands taking hold of her girlfriend's hips, "So beautiful. And so ready for me."
The blonde let out a breathy whimper that turned into a full-bodied moan when she felt the shaft nudging between her legs. She pressed herself back into it, clearly looking for friction or fullness, but Olivia held her hips still, leaving her lover unable to move. The volume of Amanda's moan at the brunette's iron grip made it clear that it was the right idea to go down the path they were now on, but Olivia still asked apprehensively, "Color?"
Amanda turned her head to the side, blue eyes meeting brown over her shoulder, "Green." For a fleeting moment, their eyes stayed locked together, and in that single stare, entire sentences were spoken, affirmations made.
The blonde watched chocolate orbs darken to midnight, getting a glimpse at the ash-smeared fingers of the ghosts Olivia carried reaching out into the living world. As quickly as these phantoms had come, they disappeared, the brunette holding them back with the briefest, gentlest smile in Amanda's direction. Smiling back at her girlfriend behind her, blue eyes followed as Olivia fished for the bottle of lube and popped the cap, drizzling a liberal amount onto the strap-on. Amanda watched her lover's biceps flex as she spread the lube over the shaft with a few leisure pumps of her fist, biting her lip and subconsciously shifting her hips back to seek friction. This time Olivia let her, and when the phallus brushed between her legs, Amanda's whole body trembled, "F-fuck…"
Olivia drew her hand back and delivered a stinging smack to the blonde's ass cheek, "Language!"
Whimpering, Amanda let her head drop onto her forearms, feeling a mark form on her cheek where her girlfriend had struck her. The radiating twinge that prickled on her creamy skin, punishment for not voicing exactly what was on her mind, but cursing instead. She knew Olivia did not want her to stop cursing, the brunette always keen on the incoherent expletives tumbling from Amanda's mouth when she was aroused, but in this particular situation, she wanted her to clarify if it was okay for her to continue, so the blonde raised her head to look back at her girlfriend again, spreading her legs further apart to give Olivia a view of her sopping wetness, "Please, Baby. I need you to fuck me."
The brunette's hands went back to Amanda's backside, pulling her cheeks apart, the blonde feeling her girlfriend's burning gaze on her, "Mmmm, I know. Your thoughts are very loud. Be good and I'll maybe give you what you want." Olivia's voice was a low, almost predatory rumble, the brunette watching her lover clench at the word good, not thinking anything of it, but still filing that thought away for later.
Wetting her lips, the brunette took in the sight before her, torn between wanting to give her girlfriend relief as soon as possible and dragging this out until Amanda was begging her to make her come. Part of her enjoyed the teasing, watching her lover's every reaction to when she dragged the tip of the toy along her length in a merciless tease, just to pull away again and taking a handful of lube to reapply, just because she could.
Olivia revelled in Amanda's moans, the sounds coming from the other woman's mouth wanton and burning hot in her ears, and she hummed, "Mmmm, you just can't wait, can you?" Another groan ripped from the blonde's throat, her hips jumping and pushing back to take the shaft, but Olivia's hands went back to her lover's hips to hold her in place, "Answer me."
Amanda was now slightly panting against her forearms, her head shaking for Olivia to see, "No, I can't wait," she gasped, her entire body throbbing in time with her heartbeat the same way it always did when the brunette indulged her like this. When she was a little forceful, a little selfish, when she made Amanda beg, plead, and embarrass herself to get what she needed, but was still being a little shy about it at times because it had not been long since they had added this particular element to their sex life. For years, Olivia had just been Olivia. A lovely, generous, tender woman with a disarming smile. Charming and sweet, full of the sort of selfless kindness only few are blessed with. The kind that leads her to jump up from the couch at 10 p.m. and go to the corner store to get Amanda Oreos because she is craving them, or brings her breakfast to bed, all just because she can. The way the brunette approached sex was kind, too. Shy, almost. Until Amanda had suggested trying this, and initial small gestures had set off a chain reaction, like a landslide, and ever since then, they had been trying new things, step by step, because Amanda had already done this before, unlike Olivia.
The brunette's hands were trembling with anticipation, marvelling at the stunning visual of Amanda's pale skin flushed from her neck all the way down her back, the fingers of Olivia's right hand firmly scratching up and down the younger woman's spine, "Mmmm, you really can't wait. And why is that?"
This was Olivia's favorite way to do this. Having always had trouble calling Amanda dirty names, instead, her method was just as effective and even hotter than she could have ever imagined. She made her lover do it herself.
Amanda swallowed hard, "Because -" The blonde shuddered, her thighs shaking with the urge to rub against something, anything, for relief, "Because I'm..."
Olivia, sensing that her lover needed a little encouragement, tilted her hips upward just slightly and, with her hand holding the base of the dildo, pushed through the blonde's wetness all the way up to her clit before pulling back and slowly easing the tip into her opening.
"Oh, f-f-fuck," Amanda stammered, moaning when another stinging smack was delivered to her backside.
"Language."
Trying to push her hips back in order to finally take the strap, the blonde felt yet another blow to her ass, redness without a doubt now spreading across her cheek. Olivia pulled out again and Amanda followed with her hips, an iron grip once again keeping her from moving further.
"Ah, ah, ah," the brunette murmured, her voice low but noticeably raspy, "Because…"
The blonde whimpered, and Olivia's move did exactly what it was intended to do - Amanda let go.
"Because I'm greedy," she gasped, wanton and hot, and it was like a pressure valve released in her chest, "God, for you… just for you… I want it so bad. Please…"
The blonde's hips were swaying back needily, Amanda shuffling her knees and lifting her ass higher, begging. After a languid, rewarding smack to her lover's ass, Olivia finally took hold of her hips and plunged into her in one smooth stroke, the blonde's groan so rumbling and loud that it made the taller woman shudder.
Her right hand splayed flatly across her lover's back and brushed along Amanda's spine, settling between the younger woman's shoulder blades as she drew back and pushed back in just as smoothly. Amanda's moan felt hot in her ears, Olivia's voice raspy, "Color?"
Unintelligible sounds were tumbling from the blonde's mouth and the older woman's hand delivered another firm smack to her girlfriend's ass, "Answer me!"
With jerking hips, the blonde's whole body shuddered, breathless whimpers echoing in the stillness of the room, Amanda still unable to form words. Pulling her girlfriend up by her hips, Olivia slid protective arms around her smaller form, her pelvis snugly pressed against Amanda's tailbone, her right arm slung around her upper chest, feeling the erratic heartbeat, the other hand resting just above the V between her legs, marveling at the flex of the younger woman's abs under her touch, and Olivia's lips against her lover's ear, "Use your words, Baby. I need to hear you say it. Color?"
Amanda started writhing lightly with the change of angle, her whole body sinking into Olivia's as she mumbled incoherently, "Full. So big."
Pressing a soothing kiss to the blonde's neck, the older woman whispered, "Too much?"
Amanda shook her head, "N-no. Feels good. Just give me a second."
Nodding, Olivia drew soothing patterns against her lover's rippled stomach, mindlessly stroking the creases between her abdominal muscles, "Okay. Use your words when you're ready."
The blonde took her girlfriend's hands into her own and slipped long fingers into her hot, wet mouth, one by one, noticing Olivia having to force her hips not to jump into her at the feeling. Placing her now wet fingers on her breasts, Amanda's hands covering Olivia's bigger ones, the blonde squeezed them and turned her head to nuzzle her lover's cheek with her nose, "Green."
Massaging Amanda's breasts firmly, Olivia kissed her deeply before drawing her hips back once more, just to push back in. The blonde moaned, her whole body turning into mush in Olivia's arms as she gave herself to her, her head falling back onto her lover's broad shoulder. Setting a slow, languid pace, Olivia pressed her lips to the sensitive spot behind Amanda's ear, smiling softly when she felt her girlfriend melt under her touch. Hot puffs of air were hitting the blonde's skin and the older woman husked, "You're exquisite."
It was a fleeting tender moment between them, the brunette giving the younger woman time to adjust to the stretch, to make sure she was alright, when Amanda reached back and her fingers hooked into the soft supple leather of the harness around Olivia's waist and tried to pull her in with each thrust. Catching the blonde's wrist, she brought her hand forward and held it behind Amanda's back, "Ah, ah, ah… what was that? I thought you were being a good girl, but I guess not, huh?"
Amanda whimpered, twisting her arm to try and free herself, desperate to touch, writhing in Olivia's arms, "Oh God, fuck me. I need you to fuck me."
Giving the blonde's neck a sharp nip, the brunette revelled in the hiss that she coaxed from her lover, her voice dangerously low, "What you need, Miss Rollins, is to remember your manners and to bend back over."
Amanda shuddered, but let the older woman guide her back down, Olivia letting go of her wrist so she could hold herself up on the sofa, "That's it. Good girl."
The blonde's body stuttered, but Olivia just kept rolling her hips steadily, establishing an easy rhythm between them. She knew what Amanda wanted. She wanted hard and fast, and Olivia was determined not to give it to her. Instead, tan hands went to the curve between the blonde's waist and her ass, holding on tightly as she watched the purple silicone steadily going in and out, wetter with semi-opaque liquid every time it reappeared with a sucking sound.
Olivia was mesmerized by the pale skin of her girlfriend's back flushing just along her spine, and surely up her chest and her neck, Amanda so aroused that the brunette was sure she was bordering on exasperatingly frustrated. Angling her thrusts a little more, she delivered another languid, rewarding smack to the blonde's ass, revelling in the sound of Amanda's breath hitching in her chest, and rasped, "That's it, Baby. You're taking me so well. Such a good girl."
A desperate groan ripped from Amanda's throat and she started backing into Olivia's thrusts, but the brunette was quick to hold her in place again, albeit adding a little snap to her hips, leaving Amanda wailing in defeat, "Please, Liv."
Olivia, however, gave her nothing, just another smack to her ass, this time a little harder because she had dared to beg, and heat bled through her whole body from the sting, her ass cheeks without a doubt starting to shine in a bright red at this point. The blonde shuddered at the thought that she would be reminded of this evening for the days to come, every time she sat down or moved around. The dildo drug over her g-spot once more and her knees went weak, shaking while holding her weight, the blonde's fingers digging into the couch fabric, struggling to stay upright, "Oh, fuck."
Amanda cried out at the next blow to her ass and Olivia's low growl, "Language!"
Biting down on her forearm, the blonde clenched her eyes shut, Olivia's steady rhythm slowly driving her higher and higher, but also pushing her to the brink of going sheerly insane with want. The older woman knew that she could get her off just like this, but she also knew how long it would take to get her there, and thinking about her girlfriend knowing that she knew, sent another zip of pleasure through her body and straight to her clit.
The brunette's fingers danced up her spine and along the edges of her shoulder blades before dancing back down to her hips, Olivia surely following the flush Amanda had been feeling wander up her body, trickling through her from the center of where she needed her lover the most.
The moment Olivia's hand soothed back up her spine and took hold of the back of her neck, Amanda's back arched, warmth spreading through her yet again when she heard her lover's gruff voice behind her, "Color?"
Everything in her was screaming to beg the brunette to just fuck her already, but Amanda knew that the more she begged, the farther her orgasm would slip out of reach, so she just whispered, "Green."
The tug at her hair was sharp and made her groan, a new surge of wetness dripping onto the toy and down her thighs, "I can't hear you."
The blonde whined, but her foggy mind tried to focus on speaking clearly this time, "Green."
"Mmmm, good girl."
Once again, Olivia added a little snap to her thrusts, a hand coming down on her ass once again in a languid smack, and Amanda's vision got blurry around the edges. Just a little more…
She jerked and let out an obscenely loud moan, but her heart did a funny flip in her chest, cerulean eyes fluttering closed in exasperation when she heard her lover's low rumble, "Are you touching yourself? Just after I told you how good you're being for me?"
Before she had time to curse herself and the subconscious movement of her hand, Amanda was being maneuvered around on the couch, both of her hands now held behind her back, the blonde face-first in the couch cushions with Olivia now behind her on the length of the sofa, her right knee on the seat, her left foot on the ground for leverage, "Color?"
"Oh, f-... green. So fucking green."
Yanking Amanda back up, the brunette's lips tickled her ear, "I want you to feel me for days to come. You will sit in your chair tomorrow and feel this." Hips pounded into her two, three times, skin slapping against skin, making the blonde choke on the scream that was lodged in her throat. "I want you to be barely able to walk, thinking about what a good girl you were, taking my cock so well."
The pleasure kept building and building, the mental images Olivia was putting into her head not helping to quench the heat that was steadily growing, the pent up arousal having the younger woman shaking and trying to pull her wrists away from the iron grip her lover had them in behind her back.
Olivia nipped at her ear sharply and suddenly stopped all her movements, a warning tone in her voice, "Behave. Or I just won't let you come at all."
Amanda knew that defiance would not get her anywhere, but her body still acted on its own accord, her hips rolling back into her girlfriend's in search of friction, her frustrated groan drawing a low chuckle from Olivia, her next words almost taunting, "So greedy."
A trembling whine tumbled from Amanda's mouth when the hard silicone disappeared altogether just a moment later, the blonde letting her upper body fall forward while her walls clenched around nothing. Letting her hands go, Olivia hungrily palmed her ass cheeks once again, "One more strike, and I will leave you hanging. Are we clear?"
"Nggggh…"
The blonde's voice was muffled by the couch, the pleasurable sting the next spanking provided sending heat up her spine once more, her clit throbbing in rhythm with her accelerated heartbeat, "I can't hear you."
Turning her head to the side, Amanda choked out, "Yes! It is clear."
Olivia bit her lip, "Good girl."
The younger woman's hips involuntarily jerked back at the praise, meeting the strap-on that plunged right back into her, the brunette sinking into her deeply and to the hilt, this time not letting up for another moment. Skin was slapping against skin and Olivia kept her on edge, just right there, the thing she was craving within reach of her fingertips but ultimately still unreachable. Her lover had angled her thrusts away from the sensitive spot deep inside her, fucking her, hard and slow, but not giving her anything.
The breaths coming from behind her were becoming more ragged and Amanda peeked over her shoulder, Olivia's head thrown back and her hips rolling into the rippled base of the strap-on. Fingers dug tighter into the flesh of her ass, the next smack languidly slow, mocha eyes darting down to inspect the redness she was leaving. The brunette was using her, fucking her for her own pleasure only, bringing herself closer and closer to the edge while denying Amanda the same. The feeling of being at Olivia's mercy, the brunette having complete control over her and her pleasure, made another surge of wetness leave the younger woman as she felt it dripping down the inside of her thighs.
She felt herself being pulled up by the hips yet again and a small smile found its way to her lips feeling her girlfriend's face right next to hers, her nose nuzzling her cheek and a reassuring kiss pressed to the corner of her mouth before Amanda unexpectedly jerked once again, her whole body about to explode when she felt Olivia's steady fingers on her clit, finally, finally applying just the right amount of pressure.
An eager tongue licked hungrily up her neck before her lobe was sucked between full lips and Olivia husked hoarsely, "Do you have any idea how sexy you look right now? Hm? Giving yourself to me like that? Being so good?"
The hairs on the back of Amanda's neck rose as she shuddered, the knot in her belly at last starting to tighten, her orgasm just within reach, "Baby, I-"
Palming her breasts, the brunette did not let up, "Taking me so well? So tight and wet that I can hear every movement inside you? So eager and greedy for me to fuck you?"
A blonde head fell forward, Amanda just at the brink, "I'm… gonna come."
The hand on her breasts disappeared and collided with her ass in a hard smack, her whole body quivering at the sting, "You're not going to come until I tell you to."
A shuddering breath left her, the blonde whimpering into the air around her, "Yes, ma'am."
The next smack to her ass was a reward, once again, "Such a good girl."
The arm that had spanked her wrapped back around her and Olivia started pounding into her relentlessly, the fingers on her clit speeding up in their sloppy movements, and tears gathered in cerulean blue orbs, "Pl-"
"Come for me," Olivia growled and immediately, white hot pleasure exploded behind Amanda's eyes, liquid heat leaving her as pleasure flooded her veins, the blonde shaking through her climax, the release that she has been denied for so long consuming her completely.
The brunette guided her through, whispering a sweet mantra into her ear as she did, "That's it, my love. You did so well, Manda. So beautiful. How good you were for me. Let go."
When the final jerks had subsided, Amanda's whole body fell forward, the blonde moaning at the loss of fullness and clenching around thin air, her face buried into the couch seat. The brunette's hands were on her again, firmly massaging her thighs and legs so the feeling in them would return after having held herself up for so long.
Amanda groggily turned onto her back and a long pause followed, her eyes still closed, her chest heaving, and the only sounds that could be heard were her pants filling the air in the living room. The older woman watched her lover, awestruck, her gentle fingers continuing the massaging of her legs.
Finally sky blue eyes opened and they were darkened to midnight blue, the blonde licking her dry lips and swallowing away the soreness in her throat. When she had regained her focus, those midnight blue met darkened brown before darting down to the appendage still strapped to Olivia's hips.
Taking in how her girlfriend was kneeling at her feet, the blonde felt another zip of arousal surge through her, her core continuing to throb and yearning for more. Amanda reached out and took Olivia's hand in hers, giving it a light tug, their eyes never leaving each other, "Come here."
When the brunette attempted to stretch out on top of her, the younger woman shook her head, "Scoot up to me."
Blinking in confusion, Olivia did as she was told, her right knee now next to Amanda's breasts as she leaned down for a slow, deep kiss. Their tongues tangled, both women moaning as they danced in their familiar rhythm. When they parted, the brunette tried to move off once again, but was stopped in her tracks, Amanda's eyes once again flicking down to the strap-on between them. Holding the older woman in place by her neck, she whispered hotly against full, kissable lips, "No, Baby. Stay. I wanna suck you off."
A low growl rumbled in Olivia's chest, a brunette head falling onto Amanda's shoulder, "Oh, fuck…"
"If your mirror won't make it any clearer, I'll be the one to let you know. Out of all the girls, you're my one and only girl. Ain't nobody in the world tonight. All of the stars, you make them shine like they were ours. Ain't nobody in the world but you and I. Ain't nobody in the world but you."
… to be continued!
xxxx
A/N 2: Thank you for reading.
I hope this makes up for leaving you hanging in "Calling You Mine". Please excuse me - I need Jesus now. :D
The quotes in the beginning and the end are taken from the song You & I by John Legend.
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