AN: Okay so this first date is getting longer than expected, but hey, the girls had this building up for a long time.
Arizona's POV
I know I might be crossing the line just a little, but I am certain no rules will be broken tonight, but that does not mean we can't have any form of intimacy.
This is not an easy task. I have Callie in a state of complete undress as I hover above her completely naked myself. Calliope has silently given me full control of the situation and I will not mess this up. Keeping things in check with a libido shooting off the roof and a puddled brain surely is difficult, but I want this experience with Calliope to be as wonderful as it could be.
It is very very difficult to let go of your inhibitions yet maintain a certain level of constraint, but I could only imagine how difficult it is for Callie to let go of her inhibitions, have constraint and give control over to me all at the same time.
So I will only go as far as she lets me.
I maintain my gaze upon her, searching her eyes for any sign of doubt or discomfort. She returns my gaze unfaltering mirroring the same intensity I have, so I push her towards the top end of the bed slowly, making sure I let her body rest comfortably against the wooden headboard.
I give her awaiting lips a soft tender kiss before I make my way to the other end of the bed facing her and sitting with my legs slightly parted. She mirrors my position, and I take a moment to appreciate the sight before me.
There, Calliope Torres, the woman of my dreams, sitting bare naked right in front of me. Her dark raven locks wet, messy. Her olive skin changing its hue to a perfect tan with a shining ruby sheen from the sun earlier and the heat of the current moment. Her almost swollen lips slightly parted, her dark brown eyes almost jet black from desire, her breasts full and flowing, heaving. I can see clearly her stiffened nipples, a little darker than her skin complexion, the same nipples that have grazed my palm. Her toned abdomen, then her drenched core, closer now than when I saw it accidentally when I caught her pleasuring herself. The view now is definitely better. She's clean shaven, her pink full lips engorged and wet, her clit slightly emerging from her soaked core.
"Touch yourself where you want me to touch you," I command boldly.
She gives me a small nod of acknowledgement, then palms both of her breasts with both her hands. I can that her nipples are getting harder and bigger with every flick and rolling motion that she does with her fingers.
I mirror her actions, and I fondle my own breasts with the same motions Calliope is doing,
I see Callie's eyes drifting shut from pleasure.
"Open your eyes Calliope," I demand.
She opens her eyes and directs her gaze towards me.
"I want you to look at me while you touch yourself. I want you to see how I want your hands on me," I say.
After a small nod from Callie, I see now that her left hand is drifting slowly downwards from her chest.
"Show me where you want me to touch you now Calliope," I demand.
She lets her left hand glide slowly through her abdomen, her dark gaze upon me and all over my body burning right through me. I see her focus shift to my now dripping core as her hand inches closer and closer to her own wetness.
"Spread your pussy for me Calliope, I wanna see how wet you are," I say.
She does as I say, parting her legs wide enough so I can see her core.
She uses her left hand's index and middle finger to spread her utterly moist lips, and I am greeted with Callie's lusciousness.
Between her soft plump lips is her engorged clit, almost angry red and looks like a small cherry about to pop. Below that is her delicate opening, pink, dripping with slithering white cum. I can see her pussy pulsating with need, spurting out dribbles of Callie's deliciousness waiting to be devoured.
"Rub yourself for me," I say breathily, and with that command, move my hand down to my own dripping core.
Callie starts to rub her clit in a circular motion with her long slender skillful fingers. I mimic her ministrations, quickly building intense pleasure. I can already feel the warm ripples in my lower abdomen as pleasure from touching myself and witnessing Calliope touch herself for me grow exponentially.
Calliope is already writhing from where she is, and I can smell from way over the heady aroma of her sex and drippings. It's clouding my mind, like a potent drug that instantly melts your brain.
"Do you want me to come like this, cause I'm close Arizona," Callie gasps in between breathy moans.
"No, don't come just yet," I demand.
"Put two fingers inside,"
Callie does as I say.
"Oh god, you have no idea how much I want for you to be inside me like this," she hisses as she enters herself deeply and swiftly.
I spread my legs wider so Callie can see that I am about to enter myself as well. I wait til her eyes are trained on my sex, then I agonizingly enter myself slowly with 2 fingers. Once inside, I do slow deep strokes all the way out then as deep as I can go in again. Callie is watching the movements of my hands inside me intently all the while fucking her self in a slightly faster pace as I am doing. Her forehead and chest are sweaty, her entire body is writhing, her lips almost bleeding as she continues to bite hard while watching me.
"I want to be inside you so, so bad," she husks out.
I quicken my ministrations, and I add a third finger into fucking my pussy. Callie matches my pace and adds a third finger as well.
"I want you to fill me up as much as I can take," I say in between labored breaths.
I can tell we're both close as both our moans are loudly filling the room, and the bed is shaking violently from our passionate movements.
"I'm close," Callie breathes out, and I can see that she is. Her pussy is pulsating wildly, almost like sucking in her fingers with every stroke. The bed underneath her is already soaking from her juices.
"Me too," I say.
I quicken my pace even more and so does Callie. With a few deep pumps, I can feel the burning white heat in my stomach.
"I'm gonna cum," I scream out, then my body starts convulsing. I can feel my pussy clenching my fingers and the muscles undulating deep inside. My liquid heat squirting out of me and onto the bed sheets. I keep my eyes trained on Callie as I come undone and she comes at just about the same time I do.
I see her back rise off from the bed, her toes curling and her eyes almost rolling backwards. Her abdominal muscles tensed up so rigidly, and her fingers trapped deep inside her as her fluids come gushing out.
I keep my eyes on her as we both come down from our pure ecstasy. I pull out my fingers from within, and my muscle are still tightly clenched around them, so when I finally managed to pull them out with a slight pop and one final tremor, more juices came out.
Callie looks completely spent and is still slowly coming back down to earth. I make my way slowly to her as she tries to recover. Once closer, I see her pulling her coated fingers from her drenched pussy, but before she can withdraw her hand completely, I took a hold of her wrist and pull it towards me. I put her soaked fingers in my mouth one by one, licking and sucking them clean, and Callie just looks to me with hooded and tired eyes giving out deep throaty moans when I took her fingers in my mouth.
"You taste amazing," I tell her.
"This was amazing," she replies with a lop sided grin.
"You look tired, let's go to bed," I suggest.
She nods in agreement, but before we settle on the bed, I grab our robes from the floor and I hand Callie's robe to her.
"We better put these on, or we'll have all rules flying out the window before the night ends," I say with a chuckle.
"Good idea," Callie replies.
…Two days later….
Callie's POV
I've been wracking my brain for ideas for a second date with Arizona for the past few days. The pressure is on now that our first date was beyond amazing. Ever since I got home after our date, I've had an indelible stupid dazed smile on my face. Even people from work are noticing. It also gets embarrassing whenever I just zone out in random moments as snippets of our date replay in my head, especially the latter parts.
I really couldn't call it having sex, Arizona was true to her words that no rules will be broken, but it wasn't just touching ourselves in front of each other neither. There was definitely intimacy and an undeniable strong connection flowing through us at that time. I have never felt anything as strong and intense as what I felt that night, and Arizona hasn't even touched me yet.
Every time I have recollections of that night, I couldn't help but fully visualize how Arizona was. Naked, delicate, perfect. For a moment, I almost felt insecure of how my body looks because of how immaculate Arizona looked bare. I am just so incredibly fortunate to have her share that moment with me.
An idea for a date popped into my head, and as I was about to reach for my phone to make a call, someone knocked on my office door.
"Come in," I enunciate.
I was expecting Dr. Wilson, a resident who was supposed to bring my patient's charts, instead, I see the woman currently invading my thoughts emerge.
"Hey," she greets enthusiastically.
"Hi," I say with a mixture of shock and joy. I stand up from my chair to properly greet Arizona.
After a few strides, I envelop Arizona in a tight embrace.
"I've missed you," I whisper.
"I missed to you," she replies as she tightens her embrace.
We both let go of the embrace, then stand across each other to just smile goofily.
"I didn't know you were coming," I say, still with a wide smile on my face.
"You forgot didn't you?," she says.
"Wait, forgot? Oh gosh, wait, what did I forget?," I say in a panic.
"You were supposed to tutor me in Biochemistry silly, we planned it last week" she says with a chuckle. Now I remember. Arizona then brings her book bag to a chair in front of my desk.
"Oh yeah, yeah I remember now. I'm sorry, you know it's just a pretty girl turned my brain into mush a few days ago," I say jokingly.
"Yeah? Might I know who this lady is?," she replies obviously playing along.
"Oh she's incredible, brought me to this cute and exhilarating date by the sea, and even more fun activities later on into the date," I say teasingly as I lean on the cabinet by the windowsill.
"Was she the one who gave you those flowers?," Arizona says, pointing towards the flowers she gave me right before our first date sitting now in a vase by the window.
"Yep, that's her. Sweet huh," I reply smugly.
Arizona then starts walking from my desk to where I'm standing.
"Is it serious with this one? Cause I kinda wanna ask you out, ya know, after this tutoring thing is over," Arizona says.
"Yep, I'm serious with this girl," I say proudly,
"Well that's too bad," Arizona say smirking.
"How so," I inquire.
"Cause I really wanna do this," Arizona says with a sly smile, then she gently tugs my blouse to pull me towards her.
She then leans up a little and gives me a tender kiss. Arizona was about to let up after a brief kiss but before she can step back, I pull her right back in my embrace to deepen the kiss. Arizona pushes her body flushed again mine making me lean on the cabinet as she starts to passionately attack my mouth with hers.
We haven't seen each other since the morning after our date after she dropped me home. I had paper works I needed to catch up on and Arizona has upcoming exams.
I was afraid that after our moment back at the cove, there might be some awkwardness. I mean, what happened wasn't really usual for first dates, but her visit today and this right now validates that what happened seem to be a good step for our budding relationship.
We seem to have gotten carried away by seeing each other again that I didn't notice that I am almost sitting on the cabinet already and Arizona has her body positioned between my legs. As things were becoming steamier, we were suddenly interrupted by a knock on my door.
We immediately jump away from each other. Arizona takes wide strides towards the chairs in front of my desk and swiftly takes a seat. She sure does move quick.
I smoothen out my hair, and fix my blouse a little bit.
"Come in," I say loudly.
Dr. Jo Wilson comes in with the charts I asked her to bring.
"Good morning Dr. Torres," Jo says with a smile as she hands me the charts.
"Oh, I'm sorry if I interrupted," she adds as she sees Arizona in the room. She definitely interrupted something, but can't let her know what exactly it is she interrupted.
"No worries, Dr. Wilson. This is my friend Arizona Robbins," I say gesturing towards Arizona.
Arizona gives a small smile of acknowledgement and Dr. Wilson does the same.
"If you don't need anything else Dr. Torres I'll be on my way," Dr. Wilson says.
"None as of the moment, you may go," I say.
Jo turns around exit the room, but before she can fully close the door, she peeks her head through it.
"Are you feeling well Dr. Torres, you look a little….feverish. I can bring in a thermometer to check," Jo asks with actual concern.
I can feel the blush on my face intensify at her observation.
"Uhm nooo noo… uhh, I just uhm….. I had to run to my car cause I left my purse there…uhhh.. it's quite hot and sunny outside," I stammer out.
"Oh alright Dr. Torres, I'll be on my way then," she says, and with that Jo closes the door behind her.
I let out an exhale of relief once the door closed. I really don't like being put on the spot, I'm not really a good liar.
I hear Arizona laughing from where she's seated, and I playfully narrow my eyes at her as I make my way to my office chair.
"I found you all hot and authoritative being the boss and all, then you got all flustered," Arizona says obviously amused by the situation.
"It's your fault you know," I reply.
"Well then, I guess I have to take care of that bug that you seem to have Dr. Torres," she teases as she starts playing with my fingers resting on my table.
Before I can respond with a witty remark, another knock interrupts us. Arizona withdraws her hand from mine and I groan in frustration.
"Come in," I say loudly.
If I was flustered earlier, I am more flustered now as I see my ex-husband emerge.
Arizona seems to be in a panic as well as she looks at me with wide eyes. I give her a small reassuring nod to tell her it's okay that she's here. It doesn't really matter cause Richard and I are divorced already, so Arizona and I are not doing anything wrong. Besides, Richard has no idea as of the moment of what's going on between me and Arizona.
"We have to talk," Richard simply says.
AN: I'm sorry for another cliffhanger. I hope you guys liked the conclusion to their first date. Let me hear what you think.