*again blackindiaink is writing for karma and I am writing for amy*

Chapter 31

Amy

"Laurennnn! Hi!" I feigned excitement. We hadn't been gone that long but I was still happy to see her just not happy to see her right this second right here when I could NOT be seeing her.

She noticed how weird Karma and I were and made the comment I was sure she would make the second she saw our linked hands. "I see you two made up."

"Yeah… Yeah," I smiled, swallowing the extra saliva in my mouth. Karma had gotten me all mixed up somehow. My hand was sweaty and just her warm touch on my shoulder caused my heart to flutter.

She let go of my hand and hugged me across my collar bone, she wanted for Lauren to see that we were the same.

I kind of wanted to die.

I'd been craving Karma's body for hours and now I was getting it but Lauren was in front of me.

I felt my nipples go hard and I think Karma felt too since her arm accidentally grazed them when she was rocking me and trying to "act normal."

Karma

I guess normal wasn't normal anymore because the moment I had my arms around Amy we both went straight to being a mess of arousal. I felt her nipples and quickly drew my arm back up to block them from Lauren's view and tried to turn Amy away from her, tugging her toward the stairs.

"Yeah, great to see you Lauren but Amy promised that she'd show me some.. ah.. pictures from her trip."

Amy was glaring at me and I widened my eyes and started to mouth something to her when Lauren interrupted.

"Wait! Why are you two being weirdos?"

She came closer and I almost peed my pants.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

We were both so freaking awkward when we were trying to hide something, which we weren't really. It was just that if we told Lauren what was going on… I don't know. We hadn't even really talked about it ourselves.

It was all kissing and feeling each other up so far. Probably way better than talking about it but we were going to have to at some point.

"We're just happy that we patched things up and will now be going upstairs to watch Netflix."

I grabbed Amy's arm and pulled her behind me, rushing up the stairs and wondering if she was going to follow us. Probably not, even her curiosity couldn't be that strong.

We got to her room and rushed through the door. Amy closed it behind us and flipped the lock, leaning against it while I threw myself onto the bed, sitting up on the edge.

"Alone, at last," I purred.

Amy

Now in my room I could let myself be angry from all of that time.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me?! Like, ANY idea?!" I was leaning back on the door to try and brace myself. I really wanted to attack her. If she hadn't been so quick about it I would have thrown her back against the door and used her body as a barrier.

At this point I could care less what Lauren thought. This was about us. It didn't concern anyone else.

Karma had no clue. No fucking clue.

I felt my hand move up my face and my fingers run through my hair at the top of my scalp and tug to the side just a bit to let out some frustration.

I'd been closing my eyes to try and gather myself. To Karma everything was always play.

When I opened my eyes decidedly, I saw her there on the bed. She was on her side now laying across the bed with her head propped up on one arm and her knees tucked in just a bit.

She was teasing me. STILL!

Karma

That little evil streak in me wouldn't allow me to not try to see how many ways I could make Amy want me. She had been holding onto this for so much longer it really wasn't fair but I wanted her to act on it.

"Why don't you show me?"

I rolled off the bed and unbuttoned my shorts, making the teeth of the zipper part as slow as possible as I walked toward her. "How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me or touch me?"

I might regret being so evil tomorrow but right now it felt good. I wanted her so much but seeing her want me was more intoxicating. I couldn't keep it up much longer. It was a matter of who would break first.

If she didn't kiss me when I got within her reach I would break and she would have me. This time I played it, forgetting the promise I made to myself to show her that my feelings were real.

This WAS real though. No one could fake this tension, the height of pressure in a volcanic eruption was the only thing comparable and the anticipation made me wonder how good it was going to feel to satisfy the urges I'd been getting ever since that kiss in the pool.

Amy

I dunno what came over me. All of a sudden I didn't think, I just moved.

Karma had been in front of me, she'd been a few steps away and teasing me with her body. She knew how ridiculous I was. She knew I was the exact definition of a horny teenager. The way she felt about Edward in twilight was nothing to my newfound lesbian fantasies. I'd told her about fantasies I'd had about a certain lifeguard. She even read my fucking diary. For her to be standing in front of me in nothing but that barely zipped hoodie, that suit, and now UNZIPPED DAISY DUKES?!

Yeah, fuck no. This was not okay.

For once I acted before thinking. She was playing a game but we were at a place where games were insulting to me.

I took the two steps fast and pulled Karma's wrist so that her body would slam into mine and I could kiss her. Only I didn't just do that. I didn't just pull her close by her wrist and slam her into me and steal her lips and force her to taste me. I let my other hand be unmerciful. I let it do what it wanted, all those embarrassing fantasies and all. My hand on her wrist hit just a beat before my right hand took to her breast and squeezed it hard with no mercy.

It was a warning.

It was a fuck you.

It was delicious.

Soon as I kissed her I felt her moan a high-pitched moan of both weakness and surprise.

I instantly needed more of her.

Once I kissed her enough to quench my thirst and calm my anger, I could feel that her defenses were 100% down. I broke away and laid my forehead on hers as I let out a breath and tried to calm.

"Ask me again," I shivered though I was strong. The taste of her in my mouth was everything. All those months of dreaming of her kiss were finally paying off.

I could show her everything.

I could show her a lot.

But somehow the way we did things still felt a lot like fighting and that still scared me but I had to admit it was hot. It broke me apart and scattered me everywhere. When she touched me I felt pieced back together only slightly, cold wind blew through the cracks, she was the sun, all the heat and the cold of us made me shiver.

I wanted her to feel the way I felt because it hurt somehow and yet it was everything. I wanted her to ache in pleasure and pain. I wanted her as broken as I was, I wanted to take her apart one little piece at a time and then patch her back up as beautifully wrecked as she made me, and I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or if I should be scared. I wanted her shaky and cold, overwhelmed by my touch. I wanted her as serious as I was.

Karma

She took my offer and reduced me to nothing. Her hands were all over me and her lips were the only other thing holding me in place. It was only sensation, so much so that I wasn't sure I existed anymore.

I was lost to her. From the moment that she put her hands on me it was done. I would never belong to anyone else. Not that I ever did. They were all warm ups. Sad for them but I needed to prepare for giving my soul to Amy.

We made it to the bed just in time. There was no way my legs would hold out a moment longer. It wasn't like the awkward high school fondlings and sex I'd had before. This was dancing, bringing a love into existence that was choreographed by fate.

My shorts were gone and I had no idea who took them off. Maybe both of us. I reached for her shirt, yanking it up to reveal the blue bikini top she wore. I'd picked it out, never realizing that someday I'd want to take it off of her like this.

She pulled the shirt off and threw it, frustrated with the impediment. I was too caught up in the way she felt to notice. She pushed me back onto the bed and grabbed the straps of my suit, pulling them down.

My breasts only had a second in the open air before she made contact. Her mouth was warm and wonderful. She knew what to do, what would make me want to die right there in her hands.

I let her take me in her mouth but I couldn't stop my hands from tangling in her hair and pushing her closer. Her hand teased my other nipple. It was too much. I wasn't going to make it any farther if she didn't slow down.

Amy was like a force of nature. My own little tornado, throwing my neurons around in two hundred mile an hour wind. I wanted to be whatever she needed, if only she would always touch me like this.

Amy

I'd never been this hungry before. Not ever.

Sex was great. I loved sex.

Sex with Reagan was amazing. It always was.

But this…

Karma…

She'd been asking me and asking me and teasing me and teasing me and it was like she built me up just to burst and I couldn't take it I had to act, I had to feel her, I had to do all the things I had been wanting to do.

And that doesn't mean I always wanted her like this and just this. That wasn't it at all. This was so much more than just sex and that's why I fell into her so quick and tasted her so fast and took to cherishing every bit of her, every little bit.

Her wanting me changed everything. It altered my path.

I had to believe it first and that took convincing but now I was sure of her, I was sure because the way she fell back, sure because of her kind hand on my face and her breath being stolen, sure because there were no longer any questions about this, there was no longer a need for words, we weren't playing and we weren't kidding around.

I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked it, feeling how hard it was.

Karma let out a soft moan that I felt as it traveled down low inside myself and seemed to sound again in an echo that was movement and not sound.

I pushed her away from me, gasping for air.

"Baby, I want you too much," I said, keeping my eyes shut tight because somehow a part of me still didn't believe.

Karma

"No," I groaned. She was hovering over me, stopped in her pursuit. Cold air filled the space between us. I wasn't going to let her do this. I needed this, needed her. "Amy, don't you dare stop now. You are almost literally killing me."

I took her face between my hands and matched her doubting eyes. "This is real. I want you like I've never wanted anyone else and I'm going to have you inside of me by the end of the night or I'm not fit to wear my homecoming crown."

I pulled her in and kissed her then, plunging my tongue past her defences in an effort to eradicate the lingering disbelief. I took one hand and pushed my suit down until it was at my waist and I tugged one of her hands free from the bed and moved it just under the makeshift lycra waistline.

She still needed convincing. I didn't blame her. It had been a long time of me telling her no and all of the sudden I was saying yes. It had blown her mind. She was suspicious by nature.

She finally took over and slipped her hand underneath the suit and into my center. I bucked, moaning into her mouth and trying to let her figure out what she wanted to do before I reached down to direct her hand where I wanted it.

There was no time to mess around anymore. If she didn't have me screaming her name in a few minutes I might cry from want of release. "Amy, please," I whispered against her. I pulled my head back to look her in the eye.

"Fuck me."

Amy

If I thought her teasing had been breaking me before I was wrong. This was breaking me, this right here. We'd gone from nothing to everything, 0 to 60 at the lock of a door.

Her words were so set and so lovely. Her thoughts were so clear. I was drowning in her, drowning in her touch and her scent. I was drowning in the taste of things I had somehow known even though I shouldn't.

I moaned in her mouth when she kissed me. I moaned in her mouth and felt that at any moment I could break.

My hand was somewhere new. My hand was someplace warm and soft. When she'd kissed me and surprised me by moving my hand into her like that, I had no clue what to expect and no time to think. She knew. She told me she needed me. She told me not to stop.

My fingers felt instant heat and wetness. Instinctively I placed light pressure just there. Her whole body jolted, I felt her hips buck and her mouth open to let out a small whimper that sounded so new to my ears it nearly killed me.

"Fuck," I let out, not meaning to. I wasn't sure I could do it. Every time I imagined this I always imagined it'd be romantic and slow. Not that there was anything wrong with this. This was… This was definitely good.

But Karma was suddenly hell bent on getting me inside of her.

Just when that thought of mine began to hatch I felt her hand at my wrist, pushing me further down and then in.

I had no power. I wasn't even controlling it.

"Karma," I said, only it sounded more like a pained gasp, an odd question, than a word, because she was forcing me inside her, pushing me in and taking away my control. My mouth hung open, and my heart completely stopped.

We were doing this now. This was happening. It was no longer a question of if. I was in her. I was in her right now.

Karma

Finally, she stopped resisting, stopped doubting. Somewhere in my mind I thought we should have done this differently but we were here and I couldn't stop. "Yes," I sighed.

She moved in and out of me, picking up pace and attacking my neck with her mouth. It was so different from anything before. Her hands were warm and she filled me up with two fingers. The way she curled them into me made my legs shiver.

The finite amount of time that we had until I reached release was approaching it's end. She was doing it in five minutes. Sad in a way but this had been building for awhile.

It wasn't only what she was doing to me with her hands and mouth. It was how Amy wanted me and loved me. That energy that came off of her and the desperate want in her eyes. It matched what I felt inside.

"Amy, Amy, Amy."

Her name flew from my mouth like a demand. The feelings inside of me were ordering her to bring me to the brink and throw me over. I wrapped my leg around her waist and pulled her into me, trying to get her deeper.

She panted, no longer able to do anything but give me exactly what I wanted. Her thumb worked it's way up to my clit and she rubbed. Once, twice, in little circles until I was flying.

Sounds escaped me, best described as a language I didn't know I knew. She made my body speak some dead language that I never knew existed before. For a moment I lost her in the light behind my eyelids but she crashed down on top of me like a wave of joy. Amy Raudenfeld had given me the best orgasm of my young life.

Amy

Somehow I was still back at the start of this when it became clear to me that Karma was about to completely let go.

She said my name three times and each time I felt my heart beating hard in direct response. All I wished was to please her. All I wished was to be good enough to do that after all the love I felt.

She had pulled me closer into her with her heel at my back, forcing my fingers even deeper than I thought they could travel.

She had forced us close in such an intimate way I nearly frozen. She'd never been naked like this with me. I felt her ontop of me, felt her thighs at my sides and her skin on my legs. It was enough to keep me mesmerized for years if I had time.

But then I remembered myself and saw her eyes staring as they locked onto mine. Looking straight into her eyes I pushed hard and watched her expression completely change. She was so close and it was my fault. She was holding me and staring. I loved those eyes but now I wanted her to cum, I wanted it more than anything else because I knew she'd completely lose herself. That stare was just like the one before the threesome. She was stormy and feeling too many things. I had wanted to break her apart and right now was my chance.

"Yes," I let out, again, without meaning to. I pushed inside her faster pulling out only slightly before doing it again.

I could see it, her eyes closing and rolling back beneath the lids. I could feel it as I pushed into her, her whole body collapsed onto mine and she squeezed me close as I fucked her.

She was practically hugging me now but this was like no hug we had ever had before. She was holding onto me for dear life as I forced her into that space where all sense goes out the window and all you can do is feel.

"Karma," I gasped, wanting somehow to be even closer. She was teetering in that nowhere space and though I was causing it I wanted to be with her still.

My thumb circled twice against her sex and I felt her body stiffen and hold. There were sounds coming out of her, sweet almost murderous sounds. Then a rush passed my fingers as her walls tightened the most, warm water-like fluid puddled in my palm and I pressed it into her, letting it fall off of me and onto the fabric of my duvet.

Noticing her defeat, I pushed her onto her back, catching her head and gently leading it down as she tried to come down from her high almost away from me.

I needed to be kissing her. I needed her to know that I loved her, even now.

She was completely lost. Somewhere else. Her face was no longer serious but I needed her to notice me. I couldn't take any second of her forgetting I was here and it was me. I was so happy she'd let me do what she'd just let me do.

I cradled her cheek in my hand and kissed her other cheek long and slow and then her neck just the same and then her lips. I started at just one kiss but then I needed to pepper her with kisses everywhere, I needed her to feel me all over, one silly orgasm was nowhere near enough and it was in no way an end but a beginning. As I became excited and kissed her everywhere, I felt a rush in kissing her, a rush in the moment, a rush in knowing that she was here with me, that we weren't far away, that this wasn't some silly experiment. This was us. This was actually us.

I leaned down near her ear laying my body ontop of hers and trapping her beneath me just to feel her soft skin and the way she fought for air after all she'd just done.

"I love you soooo much," I nearly whispered, cradling her face in my hand and forcing my forehead to press against the side of her face near her ear. I felt as she licked my hand until I moved it just enough. She took my thumb into her mouth and sucked it, sending shock-waves all through me.

If she didn't hold me or speak soon I would die. I had her tight in my grasp and I tried to concentrate on the sweet sound of her shallow weepy breath.