Page 112 of Whirlwind

She rained down the last few blows, feeling Nina arch and squirm and push back against her…. And then melt completely onto her lap, her weight hanging heavy on Angel’s legs and the hand holding her wrists.

Sobs shook Nina’s thin shoulders, and Angel added a few more taps, knowing that even the lightest pressure would still sting as she eased her out of it.

She stroked the warmed flesh, marveling again at the rosy hue. She wanted to pull down Nina’s panties, but she didn’t know how Nina felt about her body and her transition, so she pulled them back up instead.

“Come here, sweetheart.” She gathered Nina up and arranged her unresisting limbs until Nina was straddling her and her tear-stained face was buried in her shoulder. “That’s right,” she crooned. “So good for me, pretty baby.”

Nina snuggled into her, tears still leaking from her eyes and soft sobs shaking her shoulders. They hadn’t cuddled like this before, either. Before they’d had sizzling attraction and foolish games while they both tried to figure themselves out. This was much better.

Angel rubbed up and down Nina’s back, under her t-shirt, whispering more soothing words. After her hands caught on her bra strap for the third time, she tugged at it and made an inquisitive sound.

Nina nodded.

With great reverence, she unhooked the clasps. “Arms up,” she murmured.

Nina lifted her arms and Angel pulled off her shirt and bra together. She caught just a glimpse of two perfect breasts, soft rounded cones tipped with pink buds that she wanted to cup immediately.

Nina had been adorable before, but she was sexy as fuck now.

She pulled her back down to her own chest.

The skin on her back was soft. Softer than it had been before. The sense of awe was the same, though. Angel couldn’t quite believe that she had the right to touch her again.

She unhooked the back of Nina’s skirt, loosening it just enough that she could extend her strokes down to the warmed flesh of her ass. She ran her fingers along the cleft, teasing without going any further.

Nina’s sniffs started to turn into hums of pleasure. Angel squeezed the warm, round globes with one hand while the other gently traced her spine.

When Nina’s breath started to hitch and her hips started to jerk, Angel pulled her away so she could see her face.

Angel took a moment to catalogue all the differences. There were tiny marks of age around her reddened eyes and Angel took a moment to kiss the tear-tracks at the corner of each one.

Nina’s delicate chin and smooth forehead suggested that she’d had facial feminization surgery, but only someone who had studied that face for hours would have known. Angel kissed her brow, thinking of how many stories there would be to tell between them.

Both ears were pierced, and one had three small studs arrayed around the outer shell. She nipped at the other one, wanting to touch more of Nina’s skin.

“You’re beautiful,” she breathed. Every part of her was perfect.

Nina looked up at her hesitantly. “You don’t have to say that.”

Angel grabbed her hair and yanked it back hard, holding her in place. Nina gasped, her eyes begging for more. “Do I need to spank you again, or are you listening to me now?”

Nina tried to nod her head, only to be brought up short by Angel’s hand. “I’m listening.”

“You are gorgeous. I want to devour you. Don’t ever think anything else.”

Nina searched Angel’s face, as though trying to determine the truth of her statements.

“Say it,” Angel demanded. “Say that you’re my gorgeous little slut.” She hadn’t meant to say the my part, but it had come out with the rest. She needed Nina to know how beautiful she was, but she wanted to claim her, too. If only for the moment.

“I’m your…” Nina looked down and then back up. “I’m your gorgeous little slut.”

“That’s right. And I know what sexy little sluts like you need, don’t I?”

“Yes,” Nina agreed, her back arching and her throat exposed as Angel positioned her where she wanted her. “Whatever you want.”