Chapter 11
"Oh, I could never..."
Dani didn't let her finish her protests. "Sweetie, we're all way, way past the point of pretending we 'can't' do things here. It all comes down to one simple question: do you want to make love with Sam, or not? Do you want to take that final step?"
"But... but that was what ye wanted. I would nae want tae take that away from ye."
"I've had what I wanted. Actually, I had better than I wanted - I had both of you at once. I know Sam would enjoy having you, and I'd enjoy it, too. So the only question is - do you want it?"
A long moment passed. Dani found herself wondering if Rahne was ever going to answer. Finally, she spoke, so softly Dani could barely hear her.
"Aye."
Dani wanted to be certain. "What did you say?"
Rahne glared at her, blushing fiercely. "I said aye. Are ye gonna make me say it?"
Dani felt Sam twitch inside her. She felt bad for pressuring Rahne, but she felt she had no choice. "If you're ready to do it, Rahne, you should be ready to say it. What do you want?"
Rahne's blush extended downward, almost to her waist. "I want Sam to make love with me... and I want ye to be here with us."
Dani slid off of Sam (feeling a bit of a reluctant twitch as he slipped out of her) and embraced the girl. "I'm so proud of you, and so glad you want me to be a part of it."
"Well, it would nae be right to ask ye tae leave after all we've done together. Besides, I'll need ye here to hold my hand." She gave a small smile. "And... perhaps other parts."
Dani laughed and squeezed her tight. "Oh, I wouldn't miss this for the world." After a long hug, she turned towards Sam. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
As Dani slid off Rahne, Sam crawled over. He leaned down to kiss Rahne, and noticed that she was quite tensed up. "You sure you wanna do this?"
Rahne looked at him stubbornly. "I said I do, and I stand by my word. Get on with it."
Sam backed off slightly. "I will, girl, but like you with Dani earlier, not right away. Not until I'm convinced that you're not just willing, but want to as much as I do."
"I am!" She protested.
Sam slipped a hand between her legs and tried to press them apart. He didn't succeed; her muscles were too taut. "You're saying one thing, but your body says something else. And I think your body's being more honest right about now." He smiled reassuringly. "Just means I get to have a bit of fun first." With that, he returned to kissing her while his hand gently cupped her breast, softly squeezing the firm mound and stroking her nipple.
Rahne gave a slight shudder as she felt her nipple stir and rise. This was like the earlier massage, but different. Then, she had not known what to expect, and relished each increase in intimacy as a possible final point. Here, though, she knew full well that this was only one step on a path that she knew full well where it ended. She had only the vaguest idea how they woudl reach that ending, however.
Sam reluctantly ended his thorough exploration of Rahne's mouth and started kissing his way down her throat and chest while his hand traced a feather-light course down her side to her knees. As his tongue started drawing slow circles around her breast, his fingers started lightly stroking the insides of her knees. It worked; Rahne sighed in pleasure and relaxed her legs, letting them fall slightly apart, granting him greater access to the insides of her legs.
Sam pressed his luck. He drew her nipple into his mouth, gently scraping it with his teeth. As she gasped, he slid his hand between her thighs and started caressing her incredibly soft skin. Unconsciously, she spread her legs wider, welcoming his touches.
As his hand creeped ever higher, he switched to the other breast. "Wouldn't want this one to get jealous, would we?" He felt her curls brush the side of his hand, confirming he'd reached the top. He skimmed his fingers along the fringe of her curls, up the side and across the top. From there, he slowly swirled his fingers downward, stroking down her lips.
He took his mouth off her breast for a moment. "Time to try a few things I've read about." He slid his three middle fingers up and down Rahne's lips, pressing slightly harder with each stroke. Eventually they slipped between her lips, and he felt the heat and moisture within the incredibly smooth skin.
Rahne felt like she was being set on fire. The attention Sam was laving on her breasts was delightful, but his fingers were arousing her to an incredible extent. And as wonderful as it was, there was still the anticipation of knowing more - much more - was to come.
With his fingers firmly lodged between Rahne's lips, Sam curled his middle finger up, breaking its contact with her. He then slowly twisted his hand so his palm was hovering over her curls and slowly parted his fingers, gently spreading her lips. With her thus opened, he slowly descended his middle finger and lightly touched her wet opening. He dragged the now-moistened fingertip upwards until it found her now-exposed clitoris. He began stroking it, first lightly and slowly, then gradually increased the speed and pressure.
Rahne gasped in delight. Sam's attentions were... different, somehow, from Dani's. Where Dani small hands were sure and confident, Sam's larger, rougher hands were slightly clumsier in a way she found endearing. And Rahne could feel the hot pressure against her thigh that served as a constant reminder of how all this was going to end.
Sam watched, delighted, as Rahne gasped and writhed under his touch. The girls' earlier discussion about the power of sex was so true - it wasn't power over someone, but the power to grant them such pleasure. He could tell that if he continued much longer, she would climax.
Which he wasn't quite ready for. He had one more trick he wanted to try.
In one smooth motion, he took his middle finger off Rahne's clitoris and instead gently grasped it between his thumb and index finger. As he gently rolled it between his fingers, his middle finger gently probed at her opening, easing its way inside her.
Rahne stiffened and let out a long moan. She had been on the verge of a climax when Sam had switched things around on her. As wonderful as his earlier touches were, this was immeasurably better.
Dani lay on her side, marveling at what she was seeing. She had been ready to help the two, encouraging and coaching them, even lending a hand (or other part) as needed. Instead, Sam was showing a remarkable gift in pleasing Rahne - almost making Dani jealous. Of whom, she wasn't certain. Unconsciously, her own hand drifted down to her lap and she began to slowly stroke herself as she watched.
Sam had been expecting some resistance to his middle finger, but it met none as it worked its way inside Rahne. Instead, she almost seemed to grab at his finger, squeezing and welcoming him inside her. Sam briefly imagined being inside her feeling her heat and wetness, and his hips involuntarily thrust forward, rubbing himself harder against her thigh. He stroked the top of her tunnel, and was rewarded by a series of contractions that nearly pulled his finger out of its socket.
Rahne finally gave up resisting and let the waves of pleasure sweep over her. She convulsed in the most powerful climax she had yet experienced. Without even realizing it, she writhed and pushed Sam's hand away from her loins as she also clung him fiercely, burying her face in his chest.
Sam let her push his hand away, instead wrapping his arms around her and cradling her as she shuddered and gasped her way through her orgasm. He rocked her back and forth tenderly as she slowly caught her breath and regained her composure.
As her breathing returned to normal, Sam drew back so he could look her in the eyes. "You okay there, Carrottop?" He asked tenderly.
She smiled and gave him a reassuring kiss. "Oh, aye, far better than OK. But I'm tired of your teasing."
Sam was slightly confused. Was she still dazed from her climax? "Teasing?"
She smiled wickedly. "Aye, ye've been teasing me, but I've had enough of that. I want the real thing." She reached down and grasped his erection. "I want ye inside me, Sam Guthrie, and I want it now."