So here it is, the final chapter of my very first attempt at writing. I'd like to thank everyone who has reviewed, favourited, or followed this story, you guys really helped me out, confidance-wise. I'll let you get on with it now.
Chapter seven.
Finding a cab was eventful. Cook had made it his goal to hail them for the gang, and apparently no cabbies wanted to stop for a drunk, shirtless, teenage boy who's laughing manically and swinging his polo above his head.
Eventually Cook buggered off, probably finding something shiny to look at. Naomi helps Emily into the backseat of the taxi they had finally captured and then hops in next to her.
The blonde raises her arm for Emily to scoot under, settling with contented squeak against her. Naomi was drifting off with the soothing sound of the car's tires against the pavement, taking deep breaths of Emily's shampoo. Naomi felt Emily wiggle against her a few times before asking "everything alright, babes?"
"Yeah hun, just wishing we hadn't tossed my knickers. It's like, well uncomfortable sitting here and trying to ignore it."
"I know you've gone commando before Ems. Just last week you did because we were too lazy to do the wash, remember?"
"Yeah, but I wasn't wet then, and I am now, so it's strange."
Naomi stayed silent for a minute, making sure her heart and breathing rates stayed at their normal levels.
"I'm in the same boat as you, sweetheart. But we'll be home in a little while so we'll be fine."
"You're wet too?"
"Ehm, I was talking about not having knickers on either, but, yeah I guess I am actually."
Emily smiled sweetly, but it quickly grew devious.
"What's the face for, Emily? I know when you're up to no good."
"Oh nothing, sweetheart, I'm just going to take a nap now." Emily replied in a mock-innocent voice. She said it just loud enough for the driver to hear, hoping he would go back to focusing on the road after turning around quickly to hear their conversation.
It had the effect Emily hoped for when the sketchy and vaguely drunk smelling cabbie put his attention back on his driving. Naomi looked at Emily, catching her eye to silently ask her what he was playing at.
Emily just grinned again and pecked Naomi on the lips. A second later Naomi felt Emily's hand slip beneath the waistband of her leggings and settle on top of her mound. The redhead's other arm reached over to grasp Naomi's hand, bringing it to sit on her thigh. Naomi took her queue, albeit cautiously, and pushed her hand up the skirt part of Emily's dress until she too was cupping her girlfriend's cunt.
Naomi glanced over at Emily again, only to see her looking straight ahead, acting nonchalant. She couldn't help but laugh, Emily was such a little perv! Leave it to her girlfriend to want to fuck in every location available.
Emily extended a finger at Naomi's laughter and smirked when she brushed across her clit; Naomi's chuckling immediately ceasing as she put on a coy smile of her own.
Both girls settled into a discreet pattern of grasping the clit between knuckles and circling tightly.
Emily sped up until Naomi let out a stifled gasp. Their motions slowed down to a torturous speed when the driver looked at them through his mirror and licked his lips.
Emily scowled at him and cuddled closer into Naomi's side, her fingers slipping down to scoop up some of the wetness from Naomi's entrance.
Her hand stayed where it was as the cab stopped and Naomi used both hands, much to Emily displeasure, to scrounge up enough money for the cab fair. The driver was watching intently as she did so, inspiring Emily to give him a little show of what he was missing.
She slowly retracted her hand from Naomi's cunt, smirking as her legs clenched together, and faced the cabbie as she sucked Naomi off of her fingers before passing him the fare from Naomi and telling him to get fucked.
They ran inside Naomi's house and tiptoed up the stairs, desperately trying to avoid waking Gina. Naomi stopped Emily and motioned for her to look down as they climbed, and both girls smirked through a blush when they saw the small mark left over from Emily's cum that afternoon.
When they reached the safe haven of Naomi's room and had securely locked the door behind them Emily wastes no time removing her dress.
She was left completely naked, having gone braless and binning her knickers during the night. Naomi followed suit, tearing her vest top off as she pulled her leggings off and unclipped her bra. She let the satin bra fall to the floor with the rest of her clothes as she stalked towards her girlfriend.
The look in Naomi's eye told Emily that she would be bottoming this time. She could do nothing but grin, Naomi as a top was truly a sight to behold.
With her dark eyes closed firmly, Emily felt Naomi push her onto the duvet and tie each ankle to the bottom posts of her bed with a scarf. The blonde threaded another piece of fabric through the slats in her headboard and fastened each end securely in a knot around Emily's wrists.
Stepping back to admire her handiwork, Naomi couldn't stop thinking how fucking lucky she was to have such a gorgeous girlfriend. Their mutual love made it even better. It meant that they could fuck any way they liked and there would never be a power struggle or hurt feelings. Naomi kept that in mind as she opened her top drawer and rummaged around, finally pulling out a small bullet-vibe. It was about the size of a finger, just a little shorter.
"Where'd that come from Naoms?"
"It's just a little something I picked up when you were away last month."
"And what do you plan on doing with that?"
"You'll see Ems, be patient."
Emily groaned in fake annoyance, tugging at her restraints.
Naomi took a minute to stare at the most delicious cunt in the world. She trailed her eyes up to watch Emily's nipples harden and goosebumps break out across her chest. The way that her lips were glistening was just too inviting, Naomi couldn't help but have a taste.
She leaned over the bed and attached her mouth to Emily's clit, nipping at it before plunging her stiffened tongue into her entrance.
Humming like a little kid who'd just gotten the treat he'd been waiting for all day, Naomi lapped at Emily's cunt. Emily's hoarse "Naomi..." was covered by the wet sound of the blonde's tongue attacking her lips and clit.
Naomi moved her hands to Emily's upper thighs, spreading her even wider when she remembered her original intent. She told herself she'd back off and go back to her original plan in a second, she just couldn't tear herself from Emily, she is just too fucking sweet.
Returning to a standing position Naomi looked down at her girlfriend. She leaned down quickly one last time, sucking hard at Emily's cunt and fingering her clit frantically for a few seconds.
Emily's eyes slowly opened when she felt Naomi's presence leave. She tilted her head up to get a better view; her soft restraints keeping her from getting into a sitting position. Surveying her girlfriend's form, she had to throw her head back on the bed and let her hips roll a few times.
Naomi was stood at the foot of the bed, the moonlight highlighting her pale skin and glowing hair. She could see her own arousal shining on Naomi's chin and around her mouth. She watched her naked body walk to the bedside table and pick up the small vibrator. Naomi brushed it through her own pussy lips once to coat it in wetness. She then walked back to Emily and put the plastic tip against her opening. Emily's hips shot forward, pushing about half of the vibe inside her. She couldn't hold back a moan as the pulsing in her clit was relived by the indescribable sensation of her cunt being stretched open.
"The good part hasn't even started yet, Ems." Naomi said with a chuckle.
"Fuck babe, if this isn't the good part yet then I don't know if I'll survive the night."
She heard Naomi laugh sweetly again before reaching down and pulling out the bullet vibrator.
"Babe! I'm gonna fucking explode if you keep teas- OH fuck that's good!"
Naomi flicked the switch on the vibrator, putting it on to its highest setting, before burying it inside her girlfriend.
Emily strained to open her eyes and watch Naomi walk to her desk, pick up the chair and set it down beside the mattress.
"What's the next part of this?"
It was hard to hear Emily's question between her heavy panting and the creaking of the bedposts as she strained against them.
"Just watch, sweetheart"
With that, Naomi sat down in the chair and propped a leg up onto the box spring. With that knee bent, she moved her other leg to rest on the bed, leaving her as open and vulnerable as her girlfriend.
"Fuck baby, you look so good..." Emily breathed.
"It's killing me that we aren't touching, limbs tangled and bodies writhing, Ems. But it'll be worth it in the end."
"I trust you."
That's all Naomi needed to hear before she let a hand drift down to cup her own mound. Coarse dark hairs tickled her palm as she spread her lips, and she inhaled sharply when the cold air made contact with her soaked cunt. She didn't hesitate before pushing one long finger into her core and whimpering when she rubbed at her inner walls.
Emily's head was tilted to the side so she could watch her girlfriend touch herself. She doesn't think she's ever seen a more beautiful sight. Naomi's skilled finger pulled out of her cunt and two plunged back inside. She watched intently as her fingers made a slow rhythm, each time sliding back and forth easier than before. Her hand was covered in arousal, the other pulling at her nipple; desperately trying to deal with the feelings shooting through her body. Naomi's bottom lip was tucked beneath her teeth in the way that always drove Emily crazy, her blonde head tipping back in pleasure.
"What are you thinking about?"
Naomi's eyes flew open to see Emily bucking helplessly into the air as she searched for the friction she so badly needed. Their eyes locked, and Naomi answered.
"You, always you. The way I wake up with you wrapped around me and how I never want to move. The smell of arousal right before i pull off your knickers, the taste of your gorgeous fucking cunt. Everything about you, Emily! Everything about you drives me mad."
She could have cried, right then, at the emotion in her blue eyes. Lust and trust and desperation and fear, but most of all love.
During Naomi's speech her hand had started moving fast, Emily could hardly make out its shape as she alternates between fingering herself and circling her clit.
"Emily?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"I'm almost there."
"Baby I wan- I need you to come with me."
Naomi stood up immediately and pulled the vibrator from Emily's pussy, laying it on top of her her swollen clit instead. The blonde quickly manoeuvred so her hips were laying between Emily's spread-eagle form. Both girls let out a simultaneous moan as Naomi's cunt pressed against the toy, pushing it harder against Emily clit.
The way Naomi had positioned them allowed them both to feel the vibrations and grind their centres together.
Emily had stopped moaning, her mouth left agape in a small 'o' as little whimpers escaped with every thrust from Naomi. She knew the redhead was close, and that she was pretty fucking close too.
The blonde pushed herself off the bed and busied herself with untying Emily's left ankle. Her whimpers had turned into a whine, begging Naomi to return and finish them off.
The blonde crawled on top once more, lifting Emily's leg up so she could straddle her cunt with the most friction. She was somewhat perpendicular to Emily as she rode her for all she was worth.
It was so fucking hot, Emily thought, watching Naomi pretty much get herself off by grinding against her pussy. It was also pretty fucking great that the sensation of their clits pressing together was exactly what Emily needed to come.
Naomi was still sat with Emily's left ankle in her hand, spreading her wide for maximum contact.
Both of their chests were slick with sweat, their hair matted against their foreheads.
"Baby! I'm coming!"
Naomi pressed the vibrator back between them for the final few thrusts,
"Fuck! I know Ems, me too!"
The frantic rocking of Naomi's hips froze completely as she got hit with the wave of her orgasm, biting in to her wrist to try and keep from screaming. Emily's centre bucked up one final time as she came as well, letting out the lowest, and sexiest, succession of "oh fuck naomi!"s she had ever heard. They rode out the aftershocks together; shuddering when their clits touched when all was said and done and they were still way-too-fucking sensitive. Naomi fell down beside Emily and untied her wrists. Her newly freed arms came out to wrap around Naomi immediately as they struggled to catch their breath.
"I fucking love you, Emily Fitch."
"The feeling is mutual, Naomi Campbell."
Leaning down to untie her final restraint, Emily threw the duvet over their naked and rapidly cooling bodies.
"Goodnight Nai, have dirty dreams about me."
"Cheeky bitch, I'm sure I will. Same goes to you Ems, night."
One final chaste peck on the lips and they were ready to sleep. And my god did they fucking needed every bit of rest they could get.
That's a wrap! Thanks for reading, everyone.