Alexandra’s arms trembled, elbows digging into the duvet as she braced herself. “Harder,” she demanded, and Simone obliged, snapping her hips forward in a rhythm that made the bed creak and the headboard tap the wall like a metronome.
Sweat beaded on Simone’s forehead, trickling down her temple as she fucked Alexandra with steady, punishing strokes. She reached around, her fingers finding Alexandra’s clit, swollen and slick. She rubbed it in tight circles, matching the pace of her thrusts, feeling the way Alexandra’s body tensed and released in waves. Alexandra’s moans grew sharper, her thighs shaking as the pressure built. Simone could feel her own orgasm simmering, the friction of the harness grinding against her with every push, but she focused on Alexandra, wanting to unravel her completely.
Alexandra collapsed forward onto her forearms, her face buried in the pillow, muffling a cry as Simone’s fingers pressed harder on her clit. The dildo plunged deep, bottoming out, and Alexandra’s pussy fluttered around it, so close to the edge.
“Simone, fuck, I’m—” Her words cut off in a gasp when Simone spanked her ass, the loud crack echoing, leaving a light red handprint blooming on the skin. The sting pushed Alexandra over, her body seizing as she came, herwalls clamping down on the silicone in rhythmic pulses. Wetness coated Simone’s fingers, dripping down her hand, and Alexandra shuddered through it, her hips jerking erratically.
Simone didn’t let up, riding out Alexandra’s climax with slower thrusts, drawing it out until Alexandra was whimpering from oversensitivity. She pulled out gently, the dildo glistening, and flipped Alexandra onto her back. Alexandra’s chest heaved, her skin flushed from her neck to thighs, her pussy still twitching from the aftershocks. Simone hovered over her, kissing the salt from her collarbone, then lower, sucking a nipple into her mouth while her hand trailed down to tease the slick folds. “I’m not done with you yet,” she whispered, nipping the skin just below.
Alexandra’s eyes, dark and hazy, locked on Simone’s. She reached down, unbuckling the harness with shaky fingers and tossing it aside. The freedom made Simone’s breath catch, her own pussy aching and exposed now without the barrier. Alexandra sat up, pushing Simone onto her back with surprising firmness, that deliberate focus kicking in—the same way she had taken charge in their stolen moments, turning anger into something electric. She straddled Simone’s thigh, grinding her soaked pussy against it, leaving a trail of wetness on the skin.
“My turn to fuck you,” Alexandra said, her voice low, almost a growl.
Simone spread her legs wider, inviting, her hands gripping Alexandra’s thighs. Alexandra leaned down, capturing Simone’s mouth in a bruising kiss, their tongues sliding together as she rocked harder. The friction of her pussy on Simone’s thigh was maddening, but Alexandra shifted, positioning herself so their clits brushed directly. She ground down, slow at first, their slick folds aligning in a messy, intimate slide. Simone bucked up, the contact sending sparks through her core, her clit throbbing against Alexandra’s.
Their hips rolled in sync, and the wet sound of their pussies rubbing together filled the air. Alexandra’s breasts swayed with each grind, nipples hard points that Simone reached up to pinch, twisting just enough to make Alexandra hiss.
“Like that?” Simone asked, her voice breathy, challenging the tension that always simmered between them. Alexandra nodded, her hands bracing on Simone’s shoulders for leverage, fucking down harder, their clits catching in a rhythm that built fast.
Simone’s fingers dug into Alexandra’s ass, spreading her cheeks as she guided the motion, feeling the heat radiating from her hole. On impulse, she teased a finger there, circling the tight ring, slick from the sweat and arousal dripping down. Alexandra froze for a second, then pushed back against it, a moan vibrating through her. “Do it,” she urged, her eyes flashing with that mix of desire and defiance. Simone pressed in slowly, the tip of her finger breaching the resistance, feeling the clench and give as she worked it deeper, matching the grind of their pussies.
The dual sensation—her finger in Alexandra’s ass and their clits sliding together—pushed Simone toward the brink. She added a second finger, pumping gently, while Alexandra rode her thigh with abandon, the pressure coiling tight in her belly. Alexandra’s free hand slipped between them, rubbing Simone’s clit directly now, fast and insistent.
“Come for me,” she demanded, her voice breaking.
Simone shattered, her pussy pulsing, wetness flooding as waves crashed through her, her fingers thrusting deeper into Alexandra’s ass to anchor herself.
Alexandra followed seconds later, her body tensing, a piercing cry escaping as she ground down one last time, her clit grinding against Simone’s thigh through the spasms. They collapsed together, limbs tangled, breaths mingling in the humidair of the room. Alexandra rolled off, pulling Simone with her toward the edge of the bed, where the nightstand held more toys.
“Let’s try something,” Alexandra said, her tone playful but edged with hunger as she grabbed the soft cuffs. She fastened one around Simone’s wrist, looping it to the headboard slat, then the other, leaving Simone spread-eagled on her back.
The vulnerability hit Simone like a rush, her pulse quickening as Alexandra straddled her chest, facing away, her ass inches from Simone’s face.
“Eat me while I take care of you,” Alexandra instructed, lowering herself until her pussy hovered over Simone’s mouth.
Simone didn’t hesitate, her tongue darting out to lick along the slit, tasting the fresh mix of their combined arousal. Alexandra moaned, rocking back and smothering her in the heat and musk. At the same time, Alexandra leaned forward, spreading Simone’s thighs wide, her mouth descending on Simone’s pussy. She sucked the clit hard, flicking her tongue rapidly, while two fingers plunged inside, curling against the front wall. Simone bucked against the restraints, the tug on her wrists heightening everything, her moans muffled against Alexandra’s folds.
Alexandra ground down, fucking Simone’s face with shallow rolls of her hips, her juices coating Simone’s chin and lips. Simone lapped eagerly, sucking on her clit, then dipping lower to tease her entrance with her tongue. The position was messy and intense—Alexandra’s ass pressing back, giving Simone access to rim the tight hole with the flat of her tongue. Alexandra shuddered, her fingers thrusting faster into Simone, adding a third to stretch her wide. The suction on Simone’s clit bordered on too much, her body arching as another orgasm built, faster this time.
“Fuck, your mouth feels amazing,” Alexandra gasped, her free hand reaching back to hold Simone’s head in place. Shecame first as she rode Simone’s tongue through it, a gush of wetness flooding her mouth. Simone swallowed what she could, the taste addictive, her own climax hitting as Alexandra’s fingers crooked just right. She cried out into Alexandra’s flesh, her thighs clamping around her head and the restraints pulling taut as she thrashed.
Alexandra released her wrists after, gently rubbing the faint red marks with her thumbs. When Simone opened her eyes again, the light in the room had changed. It was lower, more orange, the late afternoon coming in slantwise across the floorboards. She was on her side. Alexandra was beside her, turned toward her, her hair loose against the pillow. The blanket was bunched up around their hips, and Simone felt the warmth of Alexandra’s leg against her own.
For a long time, she didn’t move. She had spent her entire adult life learning how to identify the moment she should leave any room, and the skill had become so automatic that she no longer noticed making the calculation. It ran underneath everything else, a quiet program reading distance and threat and exit strategies. She lay in the bed and listened for it, but the feeling that she should leave never came.
Alexandra’s hand was open on the sheet between them. Simone stared at it for a few seconds before reaching over to put her own hand on it. Alexandra’s fingers turned and closed around hers slowly, and then went still. There was the familiar warmth and weight, but no pressure. Simone watched their hands entwined on the shee
Outside, the rain had stopped, but she didn’t know how long ago. The light on the floorboards reached a knot in the wood, and it broke around it into two streams that continued across the room.
Alexandra shifted slightly against the pillow, her eyes still closed. Her thumb moved once across the back of Simone’s hand then stilled again. “Stay,” she said, without opening her eyes.
Simone didn’t answer, but she moved her hand inside Alexandra’s so that their palms were flush. She felt Alexandra’s fingers settle around hers more completely, and she stayed.
21
Chapter 21: Alexandra
Alexandra woke before the alarm, and the clock on the bedside table blinked 5:47. The bedroom was still dark, and the side of the bed where Simone had slept was cool but not yet cold. She lay where she was for a moment. The sheet on Simone’s side was pulled back at an angle, the pillow indented in the middle. There was a faint scent, and Alexandra wondered how long it’d take to fade. A week ago, she would have never even thought to ask that.
