Part One Hundred And Twenty Six
Lauren pulled up outside Cassie and Roisin's house at about seven O'clock. She was surprised she'd managed to get there in one piece - her hands were trembling uncontrollably and her breath was coming in short, shallow gasps. She could barely believe she was actually about to do this. She, Lauren 'straight-as-an-arrow' Atkins was about to go to bed with not one but two women. Two women who happened to be very close friends both of hers and her mother's. She closed her eyes briefly and took a deep, satisfying breath, holding it for as long as she could manage.
"Okay, Lauren, you can do this," she muttered to herself. "You want to do this."
And it was true. Cassie and Roisin hadn't pressured her in any way - she'd called them of her own free will. She was in control of the situation. But right at that particular moment, she didn't feel particularly in control of herself.
"We were wondering when you were going to come in," Cassie said ten minutes later as she opened the door to a quiet and nervous Lauren.
A small pink flush crept up Lauren's chest. "You, uh...you knew I was there then?"
"We don't get many cars as flashy as yours in this neighbourhood," Cassie replied with a wink. Lauren smiled nervously and Cassie slipped an arm round her shoulders. "Don't stress, babe," she said softly. "It's just us."
Lauren felt a little of the tension drain out of her body and she leaned into Cassie a little. "Thank you, Cassie," she said.
Cassie smiled and squeezed Lauren's shoulders a little tighter. "Come on through," she said. "Dinner's nearly ready."
Lauren allowed herself to be led through to the living room where she was presented with a glass of red wine. "You didn't have to cook..." Lauren began to say but was cut off by a low chuckle from behind her. Roisin emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dishcloth.
"Don't you want to be romanced, Lauren?" she said, coming up and kissing the brunette on the cheek. Lauren found herself blushing again.
"I- I didn't...I mean, I wasn't..."
"Sssh, it's okay," Roisin hushed her, running her hand down the younger woman's arm. Her voice lowered slightly. "Relax. We're just having dinner for now."
Cassie nodded gently. "Yeah," she agreed.
Lauren nodded tightly and managed a small smile. "You both look nice," she said.
Cassie and Roisin simultaneously ran their eyes down Lauren's body, taking in the tight leather trousers and fitted white button-down shirt. "You too," Cassie breathed, her pupils widening slightly.
Suddenly the atmosphere turned heavy. Lauren took a single step forward, planting herself firmly in Cassie's personal space. Her breathing was slightly shallow as she extended a trembling hand and curled it around Cassie's shoulder. She had the presence of mind to put her wine glass down on the coffee table before she found herself folded up in Cassie's arms.
With a gentle exhalation she buried her head in Cassie's neck, nuzzling slightly and running her hands down her friend's back. Fingers trailed gently through her hair and it took her a second to realise that they were Roisin's. Turning her head she met the Irish woman's eyes. An unspoken question passed between them.
"It's all right," Roisin whispered in answer to that question. Her lips curled in a smile. "You've done it before, remember?"
Lauren looked down. "I know," she whispered. "But...I just wanted to be sure..."
"We want this to happen, Lauren," Cassie interrupted, tilting Lauren's chin upwards so their eyes met. "Do you?"
An endless instant passed before Lauren answered by pressing their lips together. A low sound bubbled up in Cassie's throat as her lips parted and their tongues began a slow dance to music that only they could hear. Roisin's body moulded itself against Lauren's back, her hands resting on the brunette's hips.
Lauren pulled back with a gasp, arching into Roisin but keeping a firm hold on Cassie's shoulders. Roisin's lips found her neck easily, trailing over soft skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. Lauren let out a small yelp as Roisin nipped slightly at her thundering pulse. She felt Cassie move her lips to the other side of her neck and mirror Roisin's actions. A haze began to build up in her mind and she was glad she was sandwiched so tightly between her two friends or she would have slumped to the ground.
An unwelcome and deeply annoying beeping noise interrupted the moment and the three women broke apart. Roisin looked at the other two, flushed and breathless, and grinned sheepishly. "That's the timer for dinner," she explained.
Lauren took a deep shaky breath and nodded. "Dinner sounds like a really fantastic idea," she said. She needed some time to collect herself. It seemed like every time she was with these women lately she felt so completely dismantled. It wasn't an altogether unpleasant feeling, however, and she couldn't help but wonder what shape she'd eventually take when she put herself back together.
"Why don't you two go through to the dining room?" Roisin said softly. "I'll just go and see to the food."
Lauren nodded thankfully and took Cassie's hand. The dining room was dimly lit and dotted with candles. The table was beautifully set with the best china and a gorgeous floral decoration. "Wow," Lauren breathed. "You're really going to romance me?"
"Mmm," Cassie replied, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. Her lips moved to Lauren's ear. "You deserve this and a hundred times more," she whispered, the tickle of her breath causing a shiver to run down the length of Lauren's body.
"I'm already seduced from before," Lauren muttered, causing Cassie to laugh low in her throat. She broke away from the brunette's side and pulled out a chair for her.
"If you'd care to have a seat, dinner will be served shortly."
Lauren took her seat with a grin. Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt a pair of soft lips press into the crown of her head from behind.
"I'll just get the wine," Cassie whispered in her ear and Lauren nodded, swallowing hard.
She wasn't sure how long she was left alone in the room but her friends re-entered together, Cassie with the wine, Roisin with their meal.
"I hope you like lamb," Roisin said. "We wanted dinner to be a surprise so we couldn't ask you what you'd prefer."
Lauren opened her eyes and smiled. "Lamb sounds lovely," she said.
Roisin distributed the food and they sat down to eat in silence. Gradually though, the awkwardness dissipated and they began talking and laughing, momentarily ignoring the heavy sexual tension. Lauren found herself telling them stories about her childhood, and they laughed in all the right places. It reminded her that the three of them were friends first and foremost, and that was a comforting thought.
"Refill, Lauren?" Cassie asked, picking up the wine bottle.
Lauren put her hand over her glass and shook her head. "No, I think I need to be sober tonight." She'd already had two glasses and she knew a third would go right to her head.
"I'd have thought that tonight of all nights you'd like to be tipsy," Cassie replied.
Roisin smiled softly, and covered Lauren's hand with her own. "She just wants to be able to remember it, that's all," she said. Lauren looked at her thankfully, and knew she understood the real reason behind her desire to stay sober. Cassie had never had the slightest confusion about exactly who she was and who she wanted to love - she didn't get that Lauren wasn't sure how she'd feel in the morning. She didn't think she'd regret it, but if she did she didn't want to be able to blame being drunk. She'd made this decision and she'd take responsibility for it, whatever happened.
She squeezed Roisin's hand slightly and smiled. "What's for dessert?" she asked.
Roisin looked down at their joined hands and let out a low chuckle. "You," she replied, looking up through her eyelashes.
Lauren's breath caught in her throat and she felt her entire lower body turn liquid. "I...uh...I mean...I..." she spluttered.
"I think you broke her," Cassie quipped as she collected their empty plates.
Roisin laughed as she got up from her chair and stood in front of Lauren. She took her other hand and squeezed gently. "It's all right," she whispered soothingly. "Just breathe."
Lauren tried to take her advice, sucking in a lungful of calming air. Roisin waited till Cassie had left the room and then looked down at the younger woman. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, sweetheart," she said kindly.
Lauren nodded and leaned forward slightly, slipping her arms round Roisin's waist and resting her cheek against her stomach. "I do want to," she said.
Roisin's hands found the top of her head and smoothed through her hair. "But you're scared?" she said.
Lauren was quiet for a moment and then she nodded. "Terrified."
Roisin smiled as she tilted Lauren's face up to meet her eyes. "I know exactly how you feel," she said.
Lauren wasn't sure who moved first but the next thing she knew she was standing with her arms round Roisin's neck and they were kissing.
"Mmmm," she groaned, a low sound that originated deep in her throat. Lauren's fingers combed softly through Roisin's hair.
"Starting without me?" came a soft amused voice. Lauren tore her lips away from Roisin's and looked over, slightly glassy eyed, at Cassie. The blonde was standing right at her girlfriend's shoulder. Lauren kept one hand in Roisin's hair but curled the other round Cassie's neck, pulling her closer. The three of them moulded together as Cassie and Lauren kissed and Roisin ran her hand down Lauren's back.
"Jesus," Lauren muttered as they parted, though she could barely hear herself over the pounding of her heart.
"Don't worry," Roisin replied. "I don't think he's watching."
Lauren let out a strangled laugh and buried her face in Cassie's neck.
"You ready for your dessert yet, Roche?"
Lauren held on to Cassie a little tighter and whimpered softly.
"Hey," Roisin said. "It's okay, darling."
Lauren looked up into Roisin's dark eyes. She knew Roisin knew exactly what she was going through right now. With only a slight hesitation she reached out for the other woman's hand and placed it gently over her chest, letting her feel the thudding of her pulse. Roisin smiled softly. "You too?" she whispered, bringing Lauren's other hand up to her own chest and letting her feel the answering rhythm of her own heart.
Lauren's smile of gratitude nearly lit up the room.
"I think your dessert's ready," she said.
The bedroom was lit by a single lamp which cast long shadows across the room. The three women were standing at the foot of the bed, smiling at each other nervously. In the end Cassie was the one to make the first move.
"Take off your shirt," she said to Lauren, smiling when that familiar pink flush crept onto her cheeks. Nonetheless, she complied with Cassie's request. Her fingers fumbled over the buttons.
"Let me, darling," Roisin murmured, taking over. Her hands glided down Lauren's sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps. When the shirt buttons were finally undone Roisin smiled gently and dropped to her knees.
Lauren's stomach muscles clenched when Roisin's lips pressed against her skin. Her hands drifted to the other woman's head of their own accord, threading through silky soft hair. Roisin trailed an erratic path over Lauren's flat stomach, dipping her tongue briefly into her navel. Lauren shivered. "Roisin..." she whispered.
"Mmm?" Her lips never broke contact with Lauren's skin.
"I don't know if I can stand."
Instantly Cassie was behind her. "I'll hold you up," she said, slipping her arms around Lauren and burying her face into a curtain of dark hair. Lauren groaned softly and leaned into Cassie.
Roisin's hands were busy with the fastenings of those gorgeous leather trousers. "What is it with Atkins women and leather?" she wondered aloud when she finally managed to get the buttons undone.
Lauren was a little preoccupied with Cassie's lips on her neck and didn't answer. Roisin smirked. Gently she slid Lauren's trousers down towards the floor, exposing her long, perfectly tanned legs. Lauren found the presence of mind to kick off her shoes and step out of the leather when it lay puddled on the floor.
Cassie pulled back far enough to slide the unbuttoned shirt of Lauren's shoulders. "Much better," she said, raking her eyes over the nearly naked girl in front of her. Lauren shivered.
"Cold?" Roisin whispered, drawing herself up to her full height.
"No," Lauren replied. "Just lonely." With that she reached out and pulled Roisin's shirt up over her head. "Much better," she murmured, and leaned in to nuzzle into the newly exposed flesh.
Roisin threw her head back and groaned in pleasure as Lauren's tongue trailed into the hollow at her clavicle. She wrapped her arms tightly round Lauren's shoulders, running her fingertips down the raised curve of her spine. Her hands found the clasp of Lauren's bra and she took the opportunity to undo it, letting it hang loose on her shoulders.
"Feeling a little left out here girls," Cassie purred close to Lauren's ear. Lauren broke away from Roisin and turned, her breath catching in her throat when she realised that Cassie had taken the opportunity to undress.
"Cassie," she croaked, running her eyes down her friend's body. "You're beautiful."
"She really is," Roisin agreed, smiling warmly. Cassie opened her arms and Lauren sank into them, drinking in the feeling of being skin to skin with her friend. Gently she felt herself being nudged onto the bed and she fell onto it gratefully, not sure how much longer she could have remained standing anyway.
"Cassie," she muttered, and then her lips were otherwise occupied.
After a moment or two she felt Roisin crawling onto the bed. She tore her lips from Cassie's with a genuine effort and glanced over at the other woman. It seemed she'd also been busy divesting herself of clothes. "Oh God," she whispered, letting her head fall back onto the pillow.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" Roisin asked, running her hand tenderly over her forehead.
"Just a little vertigo," Lauren muttered as she leaned into Roisin's touch.
"Don't be scared to fall," Cassie breathed. "We'll catch you."
Lauren sighed gently and closed her eyes. A soft pair of lips pressed against hers ever so briefly and when she opened her eyes Cassie an Roisin were both there, looking down on her kindly. She brought her fingers to her lips.
"Who...?" she whispered.
"Does it matter?" Roisin replied.
Lauren thought about that for a second. "Maybe not," she admitted eventually and Cassie's face split in a wolfish grin.
"Then you won't mind this then," she said.
Lauren frowned as Cassie opened the bedside cabinet and rifled around in it for a second. "What...?" she said.
"You'll see darling," Roisin assured her, kissing her softly.
Cassie reappeared a moment later, a triumphant grin on her face. "This," she said, holding out a rectangle of dark velvet, "is for you."
Lauren frowned and ran her hands across it. "What is it?"
Roisin smiled. "Let me show you sweetheart."
She took the material from Cassie and placed it gently over Lauren's eyes. Lauren felt her entire lower body turn liquid as she realised just what was going on. "Oh God," she whispered softly as Roisin tied the blindfold gently, but securely, behind her head.
"We're going to make love to you, Lauren," Cassie whispered close to her left ear.
"Both of us," Roisin added in her right.
Someone's lips pressed against her left shoulder and she groaned softly. She was surprised she hadn't melted into a puddle of pure arousal yet.
A sharp gasp was drawn from her as she felt her arms being pulled above her head. "Can't have you touching back yet," Cassie's voice said. "Later," she added as she wrapped a length of silk round Lauren's wrists and tied the other end to the headboard. "But not yet."
Lauren tested her bonds briefly but found them to be strong enough to hold her. "Cassie," she growled. Cassie silenced her with a breath stealing kiss. "Relax, babe," she said when they broke apart. "Just enjoy."
And then there were no more words, just two sets of lips, two tongues, two pairs of very talented hands working their magic on her body.
Her back arched as a mouth closed over a diamond hard nipple and suckled gently, alternating between teasing nips and soothing licks. "Oh Jesus," she murmured. A low laugh reached her ears but she couldn't decide who it belonged to. Someone's hands were drifting over her stomach, and another pair of lips found her other breast, treating it to the same attention as the first. All she could do was moan softly.
"Someone should have told me..." she gasped. "That women are this good..."
Neither of her lovers made any audible reply but one of them trailed her lips down from her breast and over her stomach. Lauren had the feeling she was about to find out just how good women could be.
She arched her hips a little to allow her lover to slip her underwear off and throw it over to join the rest of their discarded clothing. A strangled noise bubbled in Lauren's throat as fingers trailed across her ultra sensitive skin, just teasing her. Gradually she realised that the touches were coming from different angles and, therefore, there were two hands. Maybe even two different women.
"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ," she muttered, the thought sending a renewed flood of wetness to her centre. She was close already and they'd barely even touched her.
One of the hands left her and trailed up her side to cup her breast. She felt warm breath on her face and she opened her mouth to accept the hungry kiss almost before it was offered. Her hips arched into her other lover's hand.
When that hand was replaced with lips and a very talented tongue she knew she was lost. "Oh God," she groaned, tearing her lips away from the kiss. "I'm going to..."
She couldn't complete the thought; her lover's touch was drowning out all coherent brain activity. "Who are you?" she whispered, not even aware she'd said anything.
Her hips arched one final time then a cry was torn from her throat as her lover's tongue brought her a much needed release. Images of Cassie and Roisin flashed through her mind, jumbled up together like an unmade jigsaw. She couldn't think, she could barely breathe. The world had condensed into the three of them, this bed, this night. Everything else felt like a dream.
When she came back to her senses she realised there were tears pricking behind her eyelids. "God," she breathed. A pair of hands was cupping her face and two soft lips were kissing her cheek.
And suddenly she didn't care which lover was kissing her and which was wrapped around her torso. She didn't need to know which one had given her that incredible orgasm because they were so inextricably linked in her mind that they may as well both have done it. Cassie and Roisin, Roisin and Cassie, the names rolled off her tongue like they were glued together. She couldn't imagine one without the other. And her feelings for them both were likewise mingled.
"Untie me," she said hoarsely.
She felt her hands being untied immediately. When she was free she pulled off the blindfold, looking into the concerned faces of her two lovers with slightly cloudy eyes.
"Are you all right?" Roisin asked with a frown.
Lauren looked between them for a moment, then broke out in a grin. "God yes," she muttered, and pulled them both into a tight embrace.
Lauren pulled up outside Cassie and Roisin's house at about seven O'clock. She was surprised she'd managed to get there in one piece - her hands were trembling uncontrollably and her breath was coming in short, shallow gasps. She could barely believe she was actually about to do this. She, Lauren 'straight-as-an-arrow' Atkins was about to go to bed with not one but two women. Two women who happened to be very close friends both of hers and her mother's. She closed her eyes briefly and took a deep, satisfying breath, holding it for as long as she could manage.
"Okay, Lauren, you can do this," she muttered to herself. "You want to do this."
And it was true. Cassie and Roisin hadn't pressured her in any way - she'd called them of her own free will. She was in control of the situation. But right at that particular moment, she didn't feel particularly in control of herself.
"We were wondering when you were going to come in," Cassie said ten minutes later as she opened the door to a quiet and nervous Lauren.
A small pink flush crept up Lauren's chest. "You, uh...you knew I was there then?"
"We don't get many cars as flashy as yours in this neighbourhood," Cassie replied with a wink. Lauren smiled nervously and Cassie slipped an arm round her shoulders. "Don't stress, babe," she said softly. "It's just us."
Lauren felt a little of the tension drain out of her body and she leaned into Cassie a little. "Thank you, Cassie," she said.
Cassie smiled and squeezed Lauren's shoulders a little tighter. "Come on through," she said. "Dinner's nearly ready."
Lauren allowed herself to be led through to the living room where she was presented with a glass of red wine. "You didn't have to cook..." Lauren began to say but was cut off by a low chuckle from behind her. Roisin emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dishcloth.
"Don't you want to be romanced, Lauren?" she said, coming up and kissing the brunette on the cheek. Lauren found herself blushing again.
"I- I didn't...I mean, I wasn't..."
"Sssh, it's okay," Roisin hushed her, running her hand down the younger woman's arm. Her voice lowered slightly. "Relax. We're just having dinner for now."
Cassie nodded gently. "Yeah," she agreed.
Lauren nodded tightly and managed a small smile. "You both look nice," she said.
Cassie and Roisin simultaneously ran their eyes down Lauren's body, taking in the tight leather trousers and fitted white button-down shirt. "You too," Cassie breathed, her pupils widening slightly.
Suddenly the atmosphere turned heavy. Lauren took a single step forward, planting herself firmly in Cassie's personal space. Her breathing was slightly shallow as she extended a trembling hand and curled it around Cassie's shoulder. She had the presence of mind to put her wine glass down on the coffee table before she found herself folded up in Cassie's arms.
With a gentle exhalation she buried her head in Cassie's neck, nuzzling slightly and running her hands down her friend's back. Fingers trailed gently through her hair and it took her a second to realise that they were Roisin's. Turning her head she met the Irish woman's eyes. An unspoken question passed between them.
"It's all right," Roisin whispered in answer to that question. Her lips curled in a smile. "You've done it before, remember?"
Lauren looked down. "I know," she whispered. "But...I just wanted to be sure..."
"We want this to happen, Lauren," Cassie interrupted, tilting Lauren's chin upwards so their eyes met. "Do you?"
An endless instant passed before Lauren answered by pressing their lips together. A low sound bubbled up in Cassie's throat as her lips parted and their tongues began a slow dance to music that only they could hear. Roisin's body moulded itself against Lauren's back, her hands resting on the brunette's hips.
Lauren pulled back with a gasp, arching into Roisin but keeping a firm hold on Cassie's shoulders. Roisin's lips found her neck easily, trailing over soft skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. Lauren let out a small yelp as Roisin nipped slightly at her thundering pulse. She felt Cassie move her lips to the other side of her neck and mirror Roisin's actions. A haze began to build up in her mind and she was glad she was sandwiched so tightly between her two friends or she would have slumped to the ground.
An unwelcome and deeply annoying beeping noise interrupted the moment and the three women broke apart. Roisin looked at the other two, flushed and breathless, and grinned sheepishly. "That's the timer for dinner," she explained.
Lauren took a deep shaky breath and nodded. "Dinner sounds like a really fantastic idea," she said. She needed some time to collect herself. It seemed like every time she was with these women lately she felt so completely dismantled. It wasn't an altogether unpleasant feeling, however, and she couldn't help but wonder what shape she'd eventually take when she put herself back together.
"Why don't you two go through to the dining room?" Roisin said softly. "I'll just go and see to the food."
Lauren nodded thankfully and took Cassie's hand. The dining room was dimly lit and dotted with candles. The table was beautifully set with the best china and a gorgeous floral decoration. "Wow," Lauren breathed. "You're really going to romance me?"
"Mmm," Cassie replied, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. Her lips moved to Lauren's ear. "You deserve this and a hundred times more," she whispered, the tickle of her breath causing a shiver to run down the length of Lauren's body.
"I'm already seduced from before," Lauren muttered, causing Cassie to laugh low in her throat. She broke away from the brunette's side and pulled out a chair for her.
"If you'd care to have a seat, dinner will be served shortly."
Lauren took her seat with a grin. Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt a pair of soft lips press into the crown of her head from behind.
"I'll just get the wine," Cassie whispered in her ear and Lauren nodded, swallowing hard.
She wasn't sure how long she was left alone in the room but her friends re-entered together, Cassie with the wine, Roisin with their meal.
"I hope you like lamb," Roisin said. "We wanted dinner to be a surprise so we couldn't ask you what you'd prefer."
Lauren opened her eyes and smiled. "Lamb sounds lovely," she said.
Roisin distributed the food and they sat down to eat in silence. Gradually though, the awkwardness dissipated and they began talking and laughing, momentarily ignoring the heavy sexual tension. Lauren found herself telling them stories about her childhood, and they laughed in all the right places. It reminded her that the three of them were friends first and foremost, and that was a comforting thought.
"Refill, Lauren?" Cassie asked, picking up the wine bottle.
Lauren put her hand over her glass and shook her head. "No, I think I need to be sober tonight." She'd already had two glasses and she knew a third would go right to her head.
"I'd have thought that tonight of all nights you'd like to be tipsy," Cassie replied.
Roisin smiled softly, and covered Lauren's hand with her own. "She just wants to be able to remember it, that's all," she said. Lauren looked at her thankfully, and knew she understood the real reason behind her desire to stay sober. Cassie had never had the slightest confusion about exactly who she was and who she wanted to love - she didn't get that Lauren wasn't sure how she'd feel in the morning. She didn't think she'd regret it, but if she did she didn't want to be able to blame being drunk. She'd made this decision and she'd take responsibility for it, whatever happened.
She squeezed Roisin's hand slightly and smiled. "What's for dessert?" she asked.
Roisin looked down at their joined hands and let out a low chuckle. "You," she replied, looking up through her eyelashes.
Lauren's breath caught in her throat and she felt her entire lower body turn liquid. "I...uh...I mean...I..." she spluttered.
"I think you broke her," Cassie quipped as she collected their empty plates.
Roisin laughed as she got up from her chair and stood in front of Lauren. She took her other hand and squeezed gently. "It's all right," she whispered soothingly. "Just breathe."
Lauren tried to take her advice, sucking in a lungful of calming air. Roisin waited till Cassie had left the room and then looked down at the younger woman. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, sweetheart," she said kindly.
Lauren nodded and leaned forward slightly, slipping her arms round Roisin's waist and resting her cheek against her stomach. "I do want to," she said.
Roisin's hands found the top of her head and smoothed through her hair. "But you're scared?" she said.
Lauren was quiet for a moment and then she nodded. "Terrified."
Roisin smiled as she tilted Lauren's face up to meet her eyes. "I know exactly how you feel," she said.
Lauren wasn't sure who moved first but the next thing she knew she was standing with her arms round Roisin's neck and they were kissing.
"Mmmm," she groaned, a low sound that originated deep in her throat. Lauren's fingers combed softly through Roisin's hair.
"Starting without me?" came a soft amused voice. Lauren tore her lips away from Roisin's and looked over, slightly glassy eyed, at Cassie. The blonde was standing right at her girlfriend's shoulder. Lauren kept one hand in Roisin's hair but curled the other round Cassie's neck, pulling her closer. The three of them moulded together as Cassie and Lauren kissed and Roisin ran her hand down Lauren's back.
"Jesus," Lauren muttered as they parted, though she could barely hear herself over the pounding of her heart.
"Don't worry," Roisin replied. "I don't think he's watching."
Lauren let out a strangled laugh and buried her face in Cassie's neck.
"You ready for your dessert yet, Roche?"
Lauren held on to Cassie a little tighter and whimpered softly.
"Hey," Roisin said. "It's okay, darling."
Lauren looked up into Roisin's dark eyes. She knew Roisin knew exactly what she was going through right now. With only a slight hesitation she reached out for the other woman's hand and placed it gently over her chest, letting her feel the thudding of her pulse. Roisin smiled softly. "You too?" she whispered, bringing Lauren's other hand up to her own chest and letting her feel the answering rhythm of her own heart.
Lauren's smile of gratitude nearly lit up the room.
"I think your dessert's ready," she said.
The bedroom was lit by a single lamp which cast long shadows across the room. The three women were standing at the foot of the bed, smiling at each other nervously. In the end Cassie was the one to make the first move.
"Take off your shirt," she said to Lauren, smiling when that familiar pink flush crept onto her cheeks. Nonetheless, she complied with Cassie's request. Her fingers fumbled over the buttons.
"Let me, darling," Roisin murmured, taking over. Her hands glided down Lauren's sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps. When the shirt buttons were finally undone Roisin smiled gently and dropped to her knees.
Lauren's stomach muscles clenched when Roisin's lips pressed against her skin. Her hands drifted to the other woman's head of their own accord, threading through silky soft hair. Roisin trailed an erratic path over Lauren's flat stomach, dipping her tongue briefly into her navel. Lauren shivered. "Roisin..." she whispered.
"Mmm?" Her lips never broke contact with Lauren's skin.
"I don't know if I can stand."
Instantly Cassie was behind her. "I'll hold you up," she said, slipping her arms around Lauren and burying her face into a curtain of dark hair. Lauren groaned softly and leaned into Cassie.
Roisin's hands were busy with the fastenings of those gorgeous leather trousers. "What is it with Atkins women and leather?" she wondered aloud when she finally managed to get the buttons undone.
Lauren was a little preoccupied with Cassie's lips on her neck and didn't answer. Roisin smirked. Gently she slid Lauren's trousers down towards the floor, exposing her long, perfectly tanned legs. Lauren found the presence of mind to kick off her shoes and step out of the leather when it lay puddled on the floor.
Cassie pulled back far enough to slide the unbuttoned shirt of Lauren's shoulders. "Much better," she said, raking her eyes over the nearly naked girl in front of her. Lauren shivered.
"Cold?" Roisin whispered, drawing herself up to her full height.
"No," Lauren replied. "Just lonely." With that she reached out and pulled Roisin's shirt up over her head. "Much better," she murmured, and leaned in to nuzzle into the newly exposed flesh.
Roisin threw her head back and groaned in pleasure as Lauren's tongue trailed into the hollow at her clavicle. She wrapped her arms tightly round Lauren's shoulders, running her fingertips down the raised curve of her spine. Her hands found the clasp of Lauren's bra and she took the opportunity to undo it, letting it hang loose on her shoulders.
"Feeling a little left out here girls," Cassie purred close to Lauren's ear. Lauren broke away from Roisin and turned, her breath catching in her throat when she realised that Cassie had taken the opportunity to undress.
"Cassie," she croaked, running her eyes down her friend's body. "You're beautiful."
"She really is," Roisin agreed, smiling warmly. Cassie opened her arms and Lauren sank into them, drinking in the feeling of being skin to skin with her friend. Gently she felt herself being nudged onto the bed and she fell onto it gratefully, not sure how much longer she could have remained standing anyway.
"Cassie," she muttered, and then her lips were otherwise occupied.
After a moment or two she felt Roisin crawling onto the bed. She tore her lips from Cassie's with a genuine effort and glanced over at the other woman. It seemed she'd also been busy divesting herself of clothes. "Oh God," she whispered, letting her head fall back onto the pillow.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" Roisin asked, running her hand tenderly over her forehead.
"Just a little vertigo," Lauren muttered as she leaned into Roisin's touch.
"Don't be scared to fall," Cassie breathed. "We'll catch you."
Lauren sighed gently and closed her eyes. A soft pair of lips pressed against hers ever so briefly and when she opened her eyes Cassie an Roisin were both there, looking down on her kindly. She brought her fingers to her lips.
"Who...?" she whispered.
"Does it matter?" Roisin replied.
Lauren thought about that for a second. "Maybe not," she admitted eventually and Cassie's face split in a wolfish grin.
"Then you won't mind this then," she said.
Lauren frowned as Cassie opened the bedside cabinet and rifled around in it for a second. "What...?" she said.
"You'll see darling," Roisin assured her, kissing her softly.
Cassie reappeared a moment later, a triumphant grin on her face. "This," she said, holding out a rectangle of dark velvet, "is for you."
Lauren frowned and ran her hands across it. "What is it?"
Roisin smiled. "Let me show you sweetheart."
She took the material from Cassie and placed it gently over Lauren's eyes. Lauren felt her entire lower body turn liquid as she realised just what was going on. "Oh God," she whispered softly as Roisin tied the blindfold gently, but securely, behind her head.
"We're going to make love to you, Lauren," Cassie whispered close to her left ear.
"Both of us," Roisin added in her right.
Someone's lips pressed against her left shoulder and she groaned softly. She was surprised she hadn't melted into a puddle of pure arousal yet.
A sharp gasp was drawn from her as she felt her arms being pulled above her head. "Can't have you touching back yet," Cassie's voice said. "Later," she added as she wrapped a length of silk round Lauren's wrists and tied the other end to the headboard. "But not yet."
Lauren tested her bonds briefly but found them to be strong enough to hold her. "Cassie," she growled. Cassie silenced her with a breath stealing kiss. "Relax, babe," she said when they broke apart. "Just enjoy."
And then there were no more words, just two sets of lips, two tongues, two pairs of very talented hands working their magic on her body.
Her back arched as a mouth closed over a diamond hard nipple and suckled gently, alternating between teasing nips and soothing licks. "Oh Jesus," she murmured. A low laugh reached her ears but she couldn't decide who it belonged to. Someone's hands were drifting over her stomach, and another pair of lips found her other breast, treating it to the same attention as the first. All she could do was moan softly.
"Someone should have told me..." she gasped. "That women are this good..."
Neither of her lovers made any audible reply but one of them trailed her lips down from her breast and over her stomach. Lauren had the feeling she was about to find out just how good women could be.
She arched her hips a little to allow her lover to slip her underwear off and throw it over to join the rest of their discarded clothing. A strangled noise bubbled in Lauren's throat as fingers trailed across her ultra sensitive skin, just teasing her. Gradually she realised that the touches were coming from different angles and, therefore, there were two hands. Maybe even two different women.
"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ," she muttered, the thought sending a renewed flood of wetness to her centre. She was close already and they'd barely even touched her.
One of the hands left her and trailed up her side to cup her breast. She felt warm breath on her face and she opened her mouth to accept the hungry kiss almost before it was offered. Her hips arched into her other lover's hand.
When that hand was replaced with lips and a very talented tongue she knew she was lost. "Oh God," she groaned, tearing her lips away from the kiss. "I'm going to..."
She couldn't complete the thought; her lover's touch was drowning out all coherent brain activity. "Who are you?" she whispered, not even aware she'd said anything.
Her hips arched one final time then a cry was torn from her throat as her lover's tongue brought her a much needed release. Images of Cassie and Roisin flashed through her mind, jumbled up together like an unmade jigsaw. She couldn't think, she could barely breathe. The world had condensed into the three of them, this bed, this night. Everything else felt like a dream.
When she came back to her senses she realised there were tears pricking behind her eyelids. "God," she breathed. A pair of hands was cupping her face and two soft lips were kissing her cheek.
And suddenly she didn't care which lover was kissing her and which was wrapped around her torso. She didn't need to know which one had given her that incredible orgasm because they were so inextricably linked in her mind that they may as well both have done it. Cassie and Roisin, Roisin and Cassie, the names rolled off her tongue like they were glued together. She couldn't imagine one without the other. And her feelings for them both were likewise mingled.
"Untie me," she said hoarsely.
She felt her hands being untied immediately. When she was free she pulled off the blindfold, looking into the concerned faces of her two lovers with slightly cloudy eyes.
"Are you all right?" Roisin asked with a frown.
Lauren looked between them for a moment, then broke out in a grin. "God yes," she muttered, and pulled them both into a tight embrace.