After a lazy morning in bed, Paige and Emily drove around and found a convenience store where they picked up some protein shakes and a couple of sandwiches. Paige wanted to burn off some calories after lunch. So did Emily, but she had a different idea in mind.
"Come on! Let's go to the pool," Paige pleaded, ignoring the onslaught of kisses that were peppering her face. "We're supposed to train this weekend. Let's just get an hour of aerobics in."
"Yeah, we'll definitely get an hour of aerobics! More, if you play your cards right!"
"We need to keep up our stamina…"
"Oh, I'm counting on it!" Emily was still depositing rapid-fire kisses on Paige's face and neck.
"Okay, I'll make a deal with you: Let's swim for an hour, and I'll let you watch me do naked yoga."
"Been there, done that." More kisses landed.
Paige tried a different tactic. "Swimming makes me horny?"
Emily stopped in the middle of going in for a kiss. "You're just making that up," she realized, and started up with the kisses again.
"Em!" Paige pleaded.
"Oh, fine! Let's go spend an hour in the pool. But you'd better be pretty damned horny by the time that hour's up, McCullers!"
Emily had a plan. She knew how competitive Paige was, and how worked up she gets when she loses. Even though they were just doing a light practice, Emily's plan was to swim just fast enough to outpace Paige, without making a point of the fact that she finished first and without appearing to be exerting herself. She knew that Paige would pick up on it and would not be pleased.
At first, Paige was supportive, celebrating how well Emily was doing in the pool. "Wow! You're really on today, Em!"
Emily played it casual. "Must be that good McCullers lovin' that I got last night!"
After a few more go arounds, Emily could see that it was getting to Paige. She stoked the fires a bit by asking Paige whether or not she felt sick, or was getting cramps from lunch. Paige was trying to maintain her equanimity. "I guess it's just not my day." Inside, she was steaming. The hour couldn't end fast enough. Without a word, she got up and stomped to the showers, leaving Emily in her wake.
Emily worried that she'd overdone it. She had to be careful how she approached things. She didn't want to waste any of their weekend away by fighting. She gathered up her things and went into the shower area, climbing in behind Paige and scrubbing her back. Paige pulled away from her. She pinched Paige's butt. Paige squealed and turned around. Emily was ready for this and pounced on Paige's lips. Paige wrapped her arms around Emily and pulled her in closer. Emily moved her hands down to Paige's ass and began kneading her cheeks. Paige lowered the straps on Emily's swimsuit and started kissing Emily's breasts. Emily ground her thigh between Paige's legs. Paige spun her around against the wall, but, in doing this, she hit the shower handle turning the water ice cold. Both girls shrieked and Paige shut the water off.
"How fast do you think we can get dressed and get back to the cabin?" Emily asked. They set a world record.
No sooner had the door closed than Emily found herself pushed up against it, with Paige planting hard kisses on her mouth. Emily pulled tight fistfuls of Paige's hair, causing her to growl and making her muscles tense. Emily unzipped Paige's jacket, and Paige paused to let it fall to the ground. Emily moved adoring hands down to Paige's shoulders, gripping the swimmer's muscles hard. She slid them down to appreciate the tensed biceps of the arms that were pushing her against the door. Emily pushed Paige's shirt up a bit and slipped her hands underneath. She needed the feel of Paige's skin, and she moved her hands up and down Paige's spine, feeling every vertebra. Paige leaned her knee into Emily's sweatpants and found a rhythm. She could feel Emily groaning into her mouth. Without a warning, she sank to her knees and yanked Emily's sweats down, grunting as she began licking and kissing Emily's hot and wet center.
Emily was screaming, tearing at Paige's hair and digging her nails into Paige's back. Her plan had been to unleash the beast, and unleash it she had. Paige wrapped her arm under Emily's ass and hoisted her into the air, depositing her on the kitchen counter. Emily let out a startled gasp when her bare skin landed on the cold counter. Paige paused for a second, and Emily urged her on, growling out "Yeah, Paige! Fuck me on the kitchen counter!"
Emily's tone and her use of profanity stoked something primal inside Paige. She knew that she was being aggressive, and there was fear in the back of her head that she was over the top. Emily's words gave her the green light. She threw Emily's legs onto her shoulders. Emily leaned back on her elbows, watching Paige's head bob back and forth in between her legs, her hair tickling Emily's inner thighs. Paige's hands were grabbing at the outside of Emily's thighs and her ass. Emily caressed the muscles of Paige's upper back. As she felt herself getting close, she started digging her fingers into Paige's triceps. She could feel her nails just penetrating Paige's skin. The sensation of pain kicked Paige into a still higher gear. She pushed warm fingers into Emily's center, working her tongue around Emily's clit as Emily's walls clenched around her. Emily came loud and hard, and Paige was filled with a sense of accomplishment and pride. Her eyes locked with Emily's in an exchange of tender love. She picked Emily up much in the way a bride would be carried across the threshold on her honeymoon, with an arm underneath Emily's knees and another underneath her back as Emily threw her arms around Paige's neck.
Paige cringed briefly at the sight of the stain that they had left on the kitchen counter.
Emily's eyes never left Paige's as Paige effortlessly carried her into the bedroom, locking lips all the way, and gently laid her down on the bed. Paige lay down next to her and pulled the blanket over them as she smoothed a hand through Emily's hair. Emily took note of their states of dress; she herself bottomless, Paige fully dressed. She sat up, remembering, "I believe that I was promised some naked yoga if I went to the pool with you!"
Paige got up and got out of her clothes. "Naked yoga later. Naked cuddling now."
Emily got out of bed, pulling the blanket around her to cover herself as she set off to find Paige. She was in the kitchen, vigorously scrubbing the counter, and the smell of bleach was in the air. Emily rolled her eyes. "I take it that we're eating out tonight?" Paige's eyes widened and she opened her smiling mouth to say something, but Emily cut her off. "Don't even go there, McCullers!"
After a leisurely dinner, Paige and Emily returned home to the cold cabin. Emily looked at Paige with puppy-dog eyes. "I thought that you were going to build me a fire!"
"I thought that I did light a fire," Paige responded, and they both laughed at the cheesiness.
Emily took Paige by the hand and led her into the bedroom, where she sat down on the bed. Paige moved to join her there, but Emily halted her, putting her palm on Paige's stomach. She looked up at Paige, pointing to her jacket and then to the ground. Paige removed her jacket and threw it to the ground. Emily pointed to Paige's shirt and to the ground. Paige pulled her shirt over her head and threw it to the ground. Emily put her hands just above Paige's hips and drew her closer to the bed, so that she was standing between Emily's legs. Emily was gazing hungrily at Paige's midsection as she ran her hands up and down Paige's sides. "That tickles!" Paige smiled.
"You have the most incredible abs," Emily crooned, her voice dripping with desire. Paige threw her head back and moaned. She reached both hands behind her head and pulled her hair up, tying it into a loose braid. Emily caught the heave of Paige's chest and the flexure of her shoulders as she raised her hands. She extended the movement of her hands higher up Paige's sides, going all the way to the armpits and down again. She pulled Paige down by her shoulder blades, causing her to bend her knees as Emily met her lips in a deep kiss. As they continued the kiss, Paige's posture became uncomfortable, so she bent a knee onto the bed between Emily's thighs, standing on her other leg which was on the outside of Emily's thigh. Emily took full advantage of Paige's position, grinding into the knee that was on the bed, moaning into Paige's mouth as she removed Paige's bra. She broke from the kiss momentarily, grinning widely. The novelty of Paige's piercing had yet to wear off.
Paige set to work relieving Emily of her clothes. Emily, now topless, was still grinding into Paige's knee as Paige began affectionately exploring Emily's breasts. The novelty of Emily's breasts had not worn off on Paige.
Paige gently pushed Emily down onto the bed and climbed on top of her, kissing her slowly and continuing to massage her chest and sides. Emily enjoyed the feeling of Paige's stomach muscles against her own. She was desperately tugging away at Paige's jeans and underwear, impatiently grabbing Paige's ass underneath the garments, frustrated that she couldn't get them off. Paige stood up quickly, pushed her remaining clothes down, stepped out of them, and flopped back on top of Emily, kissing her with renewed intensity.
Emily pushed Paige off of her so that she could stand quickly and remove her remaining clothing. Finally free of them, she pulled Paige into a sitting position, with her feet hanging off of the side of the bed. Emily sat in her lap, facing her, with Paige between her legs. Paige could feel Emily's heat on her belly as Emily kissed and sucked at her neck. Paige pulled Emily's body closer into her, her own body aflame wherever it found contact with Emily's skin.
Emily gently pushed Paige's back down on the bed, tucking her calves under her knees as she sat on Paige's pelvis, never breaking the kiss. Paige rotated her body, pulling her legs up onto the bed, using an arm to pull Emily along as she went. Emily sat up and raked her nails down Paige's sides, leaving faint marks in their wake. She kissed and kneaded Paige's breasts and shamelessly teased Paige's abs, armed with the knowledge that she was ticklish.
Paige was smoothing her hands over Emily's thighs, contemplating the softness of the skin atop those hard muscles. She wanted her mouth on that skin; she desperately wanted her mouth all over Emily. She scooted up beneath Emily and sat up, rolling Emily beneath her, kissing at her collarbone, working her way single-mindedly down to Emily's thighs. Her quick braid was quickly gone as Emily grabbed handfuls of her hair, pulling Paige in where she needed her. She was too worked up for any more teasing. Paige looked up at her with a sly smile. The desperation that she saw in Emily's eyes was all the inspiration that she needed. When Emily weakly called out, "Paige... please," it sent Paige over the edge. Soon, she was sending Emily over the edge as she buried her tongue deep inside her, her thumb and forefinger tending to Emily's clit. Emily squeezed her nipples, alternating between the two with one hand. Her other hand was riding the back of Paige head as it bobbed up and down, into and out of Emily's wetness.
Emily came hard. Paige remained in place, enjoying her lover's sweet nectar until Emily physically pushed her head away. Paige lay behind Emily and draped her arm over her. "Oh, no!" Emily protested, moving Paige's arm off of her and moving Paige herself onto her back. "You're not getting off that easily!"
Paige lay on her back, and Emily straddled her on her knees, facing Paige's feet. As she bent down to kiss Paige's thighs, Paige couldn't resist the beauty that was on display before her. She reached out and began squeezing and rubbing Emily's ass, eventually tilting her head up to lick at Emily's folds and suck at her clit. Emily was distracted momentarily, but set herself determinedly to work between Paige's legs. Paige was incredibly wet, and Emily's fingers slid easily inside her. Paige allowed her head to drop back against the pillow as Emily stroked her into a frenzy. Her hands continued to massage Emily's ass, feeling the need for her hands to be in some kind of physical contact with the woman who was blowing her mind. She tried repeatedly to lift her head up into Emily's sweetness, but she was overwhelmed by wave after wave of Emily's assault on her center. She eventually lost the ability to control the movement of her hands, finding herself only able to pound at the mattress and claw wildly at the sheets.
Emily swung down and changed her orientation so that she was facing Paige. She pulled Paige's hand into her crotch, so that Paige could help herself, supplementing what Emily's tongue was doing. It gave Paige a thrill to stroke herself while Emily was watching, so Emily backed away, focusing instead on kissing and massaging Paige's legs and ass. She moved up to the side of Paige and yanked at Paige's piercing while teasingly circling her other nipple with her tongue. Paige was in sensory overload. Her orgasm was mind-blowing.
After a moment of reflection as she lay staring into Emily's eyes, stroking her hair, Paige asked, "So, how does this work when we get back to school? I mean, we're already sleeping in the same bed; how are we going to get any actual sleeping done?"
"Hmm," Emily pretended to think it over, "I guess we'll have to put ourselves on a schedule!"
Emily could see the wheels turning in Paige's head. "Yeah, so, like, on ordinary weeks, when we don't have a meet..."
"Paige!" Emily interrupted, "I was kidding! I'm sure we'll work something out, but, for now, let's just be present in this moment and enjoy our last night here."