It took minutes for the tremors to smooth out, for Olivia's breath to slow against her chest.
Amanda lay beneath her, feeling her warm, plush body against her own, Olivia's leg curled between her thighs, her palm resting low against her stomach, and it was all she could do not to turn and kiss her again, grind against her leg if she had to. Her entire body was pulsing, aching for the same release that Olivia had deliciously endured only a few moments ago, but she clung to the barest thread of caution.
Her interactions with Olivia had always required delicacy, and she'd ignored all the warnings thus far; but now she wanted Olivia to remain in her bed, wrapped around her, far away from the world.
She glanced downwards, hoping to catch a glimpse of Olivia unnoticed, but when she tilted her chin downwards, Olivia was gazing back at her, her dark, brown eyes hazy with lingering pleasure, yet sharp with new curiosity. She shifted against Amanda's side as their eyes hesitated upon one another's faces before she slowly angled her chin upwards. Amanda exhaled slowly, her breath hitching halfway as Olivia's warm lips pressed against her own once more. The kiss was slow and gentle, lasting for a few mere seconds before Olivia tilted her head back and gazed at her again.
Amanda licked her lips quickly, tasting the remnants of her saliva as she tried to come up with something to say. Now that she was the one seeking to be pleasured, she found herself wordless and breathless.
Olivia's fingers moved against her stomach, and Amanda drew another breath, this one not so subtle. Her arm tightened around Olivia's body and she felt her brow furrow as she tried to remain still beneath her. Olivia's fingers curled, stroking her trembling stomach for a moment before slipping downwards.
"Liv…" Amanda whispered, her lids fluttering shut as Olivia's fingers dipped beneath the waistband of her panties.
She didn't want to overtly beg, but she couldn't stop her hips from tilting upwards, eager for the warm touch of Olivia's hand. Biting down hard on her lip, Amanda turned her face into Olivia's hair and tried not to cry out as Olivia's fingers dipped deeper, encountering the pool of arousal between her legs. Her underwear were soaked through, and she heard Olivia inhale a soft sound of surprise at the copious wetness dripping onto her fingers.
"Amanda…" She murmured, her voice dazed as her fingers swirled against her labia, inciting another tremble through Amanda's body.
"This is what you do to me." Amanda managed to groan in her ear.
Olivia didn't reply verbally, but her breath was heavy against Amanda's chest as her fingers stroked up and down Amanda's slit, gathering arousal and spreading pleasure through Amanda's nerve endings. Amanda held onto her tighter as her hips circled involuntarily in tandem with Olivia's gliding fingers.
"Fuck…" She hissed against Olivia's hair as her fingers bumped up against her swollen clit.
Olivia's gasp was delighted as she discovered the engorged bud adorning the top of her folds and her fingers rose to massage the sensitive flesh. Amanda cried out, jerking beneath Olivia as her body reacted violently to the direct pressure on her raw clitoris. Her thighs were trembling, clenching around Olivia's hand, and she reached down to grab Olivia's wrist.
"Are you okay?" Olivia whispered, her hand easing up between her legs.
Amanda swallowed hard, her head lapsing back against the pillow. Above her, the ceiling pulsed through varying colors before smoothing out in dull off white.
"Just…" She rasped, her fingers loosening from Olivia's wrist. "More gentle… at first."
"I'm sorry." Olivia murmured, pressing a kiss against her chest before her fingers dipped back down hesitantly.
Amanda breathed out unsteadily as Olivia's fingers began to circle slowly, drawing a ring of pleasure around her clit.
"Oh, f-fuck…" Amanda cursed, her hips rising once more as the softer pressure ignited pulses of desire through her pussy. "LIke...like that…"
Olivia's leg tightened around her calf before drawing upwards, urging Amanda's legs to part. She shifted her legs open, moaning as Olivia's fingers circled more quickly, gaining confidence. Amanda grabbed onto the edge of the mattress, panting heavy bursts of air as the pleasure tightened in her stomach. She could already feel the orgasm coming, converging on her so quickly that she knew the slightest pressure directly to her clit would send her flying over the edge.
"Harder." She whispered between sharp exhales, her fingers digging into Olivia's side.
Olivia pushed up on her elbow, leveraging herself against the bed as her fingers rubbed down in faster, firmer motions. Amanda squeezed her eyes shut, clinging to the bed as she felt the pleasure barrelling towards her. She could hear the way Olivia's fingers rubbed her gushing pussy and the heavy, aroused exhales that she breathed above her as she scrubbed harder. Her fingers dipped down, scorching her clitoris with direct, hot pleasure.
The orgasm came hard, and she lurched upwards, cries lodging in her throat as pleasure clenched down inside her, ravaging her. The first wave held her for several long moments before it passed and she could shudder, her hips convulsing in spastic jerks. Strangled moans tore from her throat, and she pressed her face into Olivia's shoulder until the final tremors passed, washing her up in a trembling mess of limbs and sweat and the pulsing aftermath of pleasure.
She slipped back against the mattress, clasping a hand to her forehead as she tried to regain her breath. Olivia was quiet as her hand slipped from beneath her panties, her wet fingers trailing along Amanda's stomach.
"Shit…" Amanda whispered, her eyes blinking open slowly.
She stared at the ceiling for a moment before she felt Olivia's eyes on her again. She glanced over at her, intensely aware of the blush that remained on her cheeks.
Olivia glanced down at her hand before flicking her gaze back towards Amanda.
"I really do that to you...?" She said, her voice lodged somewhere between satisfaction and disbelief.
"Since the day we met." Amanda admitted quietly, glancing away as the flush on her cheeks intensified.
"Shit." Olivia echoed, settling her hand back down on Amanda's stomach.
They were both quiet for a moment before Olivia's hands inched downwards once more, causing Amanda's stomach to swoon.
"Can I touch you again?" Olivia asked softly, her fingers toying with the edge of the waistband.
Amanda swallowed hard, her heart throbbing hard in her chest.
"Y-you want to?" She asked, her voice barely hiding a tremble.
Olivia nodded slowly, her eyes trained on the place where her fingers danced along the edge of Amanda's panties.
"Okay." Amanda whispered, her false facade crumbling into a quiver.
She watched as Olivia sat up and moved between her legs, her body pulsating with growing desire. Olivia eased between her legs and smoothed her hands up Amanda's thighs, washing goosebumps along every inch of flesh that she touched. Amanda watched the path of her hands, holding back moans as Olivia's fingers hooked in the waistband of her underwear. Amanda lifted her hips, allowing Olivia to pull the material down, mercifully relieving her of the ruined material. She arched her legs up and Olivia tossed the panties away, leaving her naked save for her bra.
"You should take that off too." Olivia instructed as Amanda's legs fell open around her.
Amanda's heart was racing as she pushed up on her elbows and twisted her arm behind her back. She struggled with the tiny hooks for a moment before it finally came loose. She flung it away, and Olivia leaned over her, her dark, voluminous hair cascading around their faces as she leaned in to kiss her. Amanda moaned instantly as their lips met and Olivia's hand cradled her newly bared breast.
She'd imagined this happening in dozens of ways, yet the way Olivia touched her still stole every ounce of breath from her. She'd led Olivia away from the precinct, into that cab, and up to her apartment, but it hadn't felt like a dream until now. She'd been fully prepared to give without ever receiving if it meant giving Olivia what she wanted. With Olivia's mouth on her and the pleasure of her hand still pulsing through Amanda's body, it was clear now that her self-sacrificing attitude had been entirely unnecessary.
Olivia dipped down against her, connecting their hips in a slow grind that caused Amanda's groin to throb. She sank her fingers into Olivia's hair with one hand and grabbed her ass with other, spreading her legs wider to accommodate Olivia's hips. Olivia kissed her more hungrily, curling her tongue into Amanda's mouth as she arched down against her again. The teasing motions were almost too much for Amanda to take, even with the edge of desire dulled by the first orgasm.
Her mouth broke from Olivia's and she panted for air. Olivia's mouth sought her throat and shoulder, finding pliant flesh and pulsing desire in the path of her touch.
"Liv." Amanda panted, her hips squirming beneath Olivia's. "Please, I…"
Olivia eased back on her knees, but her mouth never left Amanda's flesh as she kissed her way down Amanda's breastbone to her stomach. Amanda lifted her head, watching breathlessly as Olivia slipped down between her thighs and tossed her hair over her shoulder.
Amanda swallowed, finding her mouth dry with anticipation as Olivia kissed her inner thigh, and the muscle that strained there. As she moved in closer, pleasure pounded through Amanda's body. She could feel the heat of Olivia's breath on her flesh, close enough to touch her aching pussy.
"Liv…" She panted, reaching up to yank the hair band out of her hair.
It took several tugs before it came free and she could toss her hand downwards. Olivia glanced up at the offered hair tie before she grabbed it and sat up quickly. The ponytail she made was quick and messy, but it pulled the hair away from her jaw and cheekbones, the alluring bone structure that Amanda had admired since the moment she'd first seen her. In the dim lighting of the room, naked and ready to sink between Amanda's thigh, Olivia appeared like even more of a dream.
"God…" Amanda whispered breathlessly, her head flopping back against the pillow.
Olivia settled back down between her legs, and Amanda maneuvered one leg over her shoulder before spreading the other out against the mattress. Squeezing her thigh, against her shoulder, Olivia, leaned on her elbow in order to slip her other hand between Amanda's legs. Amanda's eyes slammed shut again as soon as Olivia's fingers parted her and massaged her throbbing hole.
"Liv…" Amanda groaned, her hips rising up as Olivia probed her entrance for an unbearable moment.
"Shh…"
Amanda groaned at the sound of her voice, easing her hips down on Olivia's fingers. When they breached her, she trembled, grabbing for the edge of the mattress as pleasure bloomed inside of her.
"Ohhh…" She moaned as Olivia's fingers sank into her to the hilt of her knuckles. "Fuck… Liv…"
Olivia didn't reply as her kisses moved open-mouthed along Amanda's thigh until she reached the dusky blonde hair curling over the top of her mound. Her fingers shifted, pulsing slowly inside Amanda's pussy as she reached her throbbing clit. Her mouth closed over the swollen bud, and Amanda cried out, her leg clenching over Olivia's shoulder.
"Oh, god, oh, god…" She panted, her head spinning with pleasure and desire as Olivia's fingers swirled inside of her with the dizzying accompaniment of her mouth on her clit.
Olivia breathed heavily through her nose, her lips tightening around Amanda's clit. Her arm was shuddering as she pumped her fingers into Amanda's pussy in halting movements.
Amanda reached for Olivia's hair, her fingers fumbling for a moment before she latched on.
"Kneel." She rasped.
Olivia's mouth lifted and their eyes clashed above Amanda's stomach.
"On the floor." Amanda panted. "It'll be easier."
Olivia glanced over at the side of the bed for a moment before she shifted. Amanda moved weakly with her, her arms barely supporting the movement from vertical to horizontal, but she managed to align herself with Olivia's body once more and collapse. Olivia's sank between her legs, her mouth latching onto her clit once more as she rubbed beneath her chin for Amanda's entrance. Amanda planted her feet on the edge of the bedframe, holding her thighs open as Olivia's fingers found their way inside of her once more, piercing deep.
Amanda moaned, grabbing for Olivia's ponytail as she began to suckle her clit. Pleasure roared fully to life inside her, and she ground her hips up against Olivia's mouth, taking both the scrub of her tongue and the thrust of her fingers with growing arousal. Still, it did not seem to be enough.
Pulling her legs up, she clutched her knees to her sides, allowing Olivia to touch her, unobstructed by her trembling thighs. She clung to her own legs, her nails biting into flesh as Olivia head bobbed beneath her.
"Yes, yes." She breathed, straining for the pleasure as Olivia's mouth rubbed against her swollen parts.
The dual pleasure felt good, but now that she'd had the first taste of fulfillment, the desire was hungry inside her, searching for more. Her body ached inside, ached for Olivia to fill her and fuck her raw, pleasure her til she could want no more.
"Liv, Liv." She groaned, lifting her head. "I…"
Olivia sucked off her clit, rising from between her legs.
"What is it?" Olivia whispered, her fingers slowing inside of her.
"No, no, don't stop." Amanda panted, reaching down to grab for her arm. "Just… harder… more."
Her fingers pumped into her for another before she drew back and Amanda felt a third finger seeking entrance.
"Like this…?" Olivia murmured as she massaged her hole to compliance.
"Oh…" Amanda groaned, a sense of weakness going through her legs as Olivia's fingers sank into her wet, open pussy.
Olivia exhaled a sound of pleasure as she fit her fingers into her with one languid pump. She began to fuck Amanda slowly at first, her fingers gliding in and out of Amanda's swollen passage.
"Deeper." Amanda rapsed. "Harder."
Olivia grabbed her hip, pulling her closer as her fingers thrust in, jarring Amanda's eyes open. Their eyes met, and Olivia whispered, "Like you did to me?"
Her eyes were dark with desire, and Amanda bit her lip, arousal coursing through her. She dragged her head against the sheet, nodding roughly as Olivia's fingers pushed into her again.
"Yes." She groaned, her back arching as Olivia's fingers hit deep.
Olivia's fingers flexed around her hip, and Amanda clutched her legs hard against her chest with trembling hands as Olivia began to fuck her, following Amanda's desperate, husky instructions.
With her legs held open, Amanda took every deep fucking, her eyes squeezed closed, her jaw stretched open with high, strangled cries. She could hear Olivia's breaths coming through clenched teeth, seething wordless pants and groans of satisfaction as she strove to push Amanda to orgasm.
The pleasure came quickly, yet not quite quickly enough. The seal had been broken, the tide was coming in, and yet it hardly seemed enough for all of the nights of anguish and unrequited desire that Amanda had endured for months. Shoving her hand down between her legs, she scrubbed her fingers hard over her own clit, accelerating the speed of the incoming orgasm until it hit, washing her out to sea.
She cried out, her feet hitting the bed as she arched suddenly, twisting halfway off the bed as the orgasm ravaged every molecule inside her body. Olivia rose above her, panting, her expression one of strung out pleasure as she grabbed Amanda writhing hip and thrust her fingers into wildly contracting muscle and trembling flesh. Amanda's fingers caught on her arm, and she pulled her down, collapsing both of them in the middle of the bed. Olivia struggled to pleasure her to the end, leaving them both panting in exhaustion by the time Amanda's quivering body weakened against the mattress.
They lay there for a long moment with Olivia's fingers still inside her, her face pressed against Amanda's neck. Amanda's arms were strewn out on either side of her, one leg bent beneath Olivia's arm, the other dangling off the edge of the bed.
She could scarcely put together a coherent thought until Olivia rolled slowly off of her and onto her back. Their arms and thighs were pressed together as they both stared up at the ceiling, their exhales replying to each other in the hot air above them until they finally slowed, tapering into silence.
Amanda stared up at the ceiling, almost afraid to break the moment. If this were any other fling, it would halfway over now - the other half being a shower and goodbyes. When she'd offered to take Olivia home, she hadn't imagined that it couldn't be much more than this - if she had been thinking at all - but lying next to her in the wake of pleasure, she suddenly did not want to be a one night stand anymore. She'd had enough of those in Atlanta before Patton had ruined her life. She'd let people use her, let her be their reason to forget, let them be her own distraction. She'd imagined that she would be happy allowing herself to be that for Olivia, but she couldn't be certain anymore. Their history wasn't one of meeting in a bar or gambling room with little but an hour between them before sex and see-you-laters that never happened. They knew each other now. Intimately.
Amanda swallowed hard, sliding her hand over to grasp Olivia's slowly.
"I'm glad you didn't go with him." She whispered, her voice husky and far too emotional in the silence.
Olivia didn't reply to the whispered confession, and when Amanda glanced over at her through a sheen of tears she was almost grateful that Olivia's eyes were closed, her mouth parted, face placid and peaceful with sleep.
She was tired, Amanda thought, and she deserved to rest. They both did.