Epilogue
Three years later
“Hands,” Hallie demanded as Audrey looked up at her, loving the feeling of Hallie straddling her.
As it always was, she obeyed without question, her mind filling with a blissful buzz.
It was their first morning back in Michigan. They’d flown in late and stayed at a hotel in Lansing. And they had about an hour alone left before they were meeting River and the rest of the Fullers.
“Good girl,” Hallie purred, tying Audrey’s wrists together with a bathrobe tie and, in absence of a good place to latch it to the headboard, slipping the length of it between the mattress and the headboard.
If Audrey wanted to break free of the restraints, she’d have no problem doing so—but she really didn’t want to.
Hallie hummed in satisfaction, looking down at Audrey spread out under her, naked and already begging.
They’d inadvertently started this little ritual their second Christmas together—or maybe their first, but Audrey had been the only one flying in for that and they had waited until they were alone in Hallie’s former apartment to have sex.
But, the following year, they’d flown back to Michigan together for Fuller family tree week, and, unfortunately, Audrey’s family had somehow heard about it.
Or, maybe they hadn’t, and her mother had just decided that was the day to reach out after a year of silence.
They’d heard from River that it coincided with the Sinclair family get-together, so it wasn’t particularly surprising her mom had reached out.
While Audrey had made numerous trips back to Michigan over that year to see Hallie, she’d been particularly anxious about that trip. Her mind hadn’t quite been able to detract from the familiarity of that journey and that time and what usually waited for her on the other side.
So, when her mom suddenly started blowing up her phone, Audrey’s system had gone quickly into overdrive and its subsequent shutdown.
When they’d woken up in the morning, all Audrey had wanted was to hand over control to Hallie for a moment, to not have to think, to know only Hallie and forget the rest of the world.
Hallie had been more than happy to oblige. She’d looked after Audrey, tied her up and driven her wild, fucking her with their strap until the rest of the world was a distant memory and Audrey’s system got the best reset she could have asked for.
Two years on from that, trips to Michigan weren’t nearly so fraught, even at this time of year.
They didn’t hear from her family these days, and River was very low contact with them herself, so they didn’t get much secondhand information either, but…
their first morning back, Hallie tied Audrey up and fucked her into blissful oblivion. It was perfect.
Now, they had to travel with their strap, since Hallie had long since moved out to California with her, taking a job managing a boutique hotel and even selling some of her photographs on the side.
They got to wake up together every morning, they spent evenings on their balcony basking in the life they’d built together, and they made frequent visits back to Michigan to see their family, the Fullers.
Hallie hopped off the bed, washed their strap, and returned with it fitted to her harness.
Audrey writhed while she waited, desperate for Hallie.
“Ah, ah,” Hallie corrected as she stood at the foot of the bed, her eyes trained on Audrey’s straining body. “Be a good girl and wait patiently for me.”
Audrey deflated, working hard to stay still. She hadn’t yet figured out how to be patient in any part of adoring Hallie. She didn’t think she ever would, and that was more than okay with her. The throbbing between her thighs desperately needed attention but she’d do exactly as Hallie commanded.
“There we go,” Hallie said delightedly as she climbed back onto the bed and over Audrey, positioning the strap near her lips. “You’re going to do everything I tell you, aren’t you, beautiful?”
Audrey nodded eagerly. “Yes. Anything you want.”
“So eager to please.” She ran the tip of her thumb over Audrey’s lower lip. “Open.”
Audrey did as she was told, her thighs parting further as she did. She loved Hallie. She loved this.
Hallie slipped the tip of the strap into Audrey’s mouth. She was completely in charge but she knew Audrey’s limits every bit as well as her own, and she knew exactly how far she could push. “Get it nice and wet for me.”
Audrey nodded as she sucked the strap, her entire body tingling excitedly.
When she was satisfied, Hallie hummed and dragged it back out of Audrey’s mouth, moving slowly down her body. They probably needed to be a little quicker, but Audrey could tell Hallie was about as concerned with that as she was.
She traced her tongue down the sides of Audrey’s waist, licking and kissing and sucking. She wouldn’t leave marks, but Audrey wouldn’t have minded if she did. She liked being Hallie’s.
As she settled herself between Audrey’s thighs, she looked up, holding Audrey’s gaze. “Shall we check how wet you are for me, Dr. Bee?”
Audrey moaned, her hips bucking up off the bed eagerly. These days, Hallie only ever called her that in bed or to declare her love. It was an intoxicating cocktail that never failed to shoot excitedly into Audrey’s stomach and clit.
Hallie laughed gently. “Such a good, needy girl. Spread those legs and let me lick that pussy.”
Again, Audrey did as she was told, greedily obeying, needing Hallie’s mouth on her.
She was rewarded with Hallie’s hot tongue running once up her pussy before she pulled back, humming in satisfaction.
“So very wet for me,” Hallie purred, and Audrey loved the emotions that pulsed through her. Holding Hallie’s gaze burned deliciously, but she knew that if she looked away, Hallie wouldn’t fuck her, and she needed that.
Hallie lined the strap up, looking down at Audrey with adoration and hunger as she teased her entrance.
“Please,” Audrey panted, fighting valiantly against the need to just fuck herself on the strap.
“Oh, you need it so badly, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Tell me what you need.”
Audrey moaned and writhed, desperate for more contact.
“Audrey,” Hallie said sternly. “Tell me what you need.”
“You.”
“Mm. Do you need me to fuck you?”
“Yes. Please.”
“With this strap that you got nice and ready for me?”
Audrey moaned loudly as Hallie teased, pushing the very tip of it inside of her. “Yes, yes, yes. Please. Hallie. I need it.”
Hallie’s gaze was dark and craving as she looked down at Audrey, one hand gripping her hip, the other keeping the strap in place. “I love it when you beg.”
“Please—”
And, with that, she pushed inside of Audrey.
The sensation was bliss, filling her up and taking her over.
Hallie moved slowly, allowing Audrey to get accustomed to the strap, but she knew Audrey inside and out, and she knew the exact moment, the precise moan and movement when Audrey was ready.
She grinned down at her. “What is it, gorgeous? Do you need more?”
“Please, please, please,” Audrey begged, knowing nothing but the two of them and that room.
“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Hard?”
“Yea—yes… please.”
“You take it so well.” Hallie adjusted her position, leveraging herself against the headboard as she pistoned her hips, fucking the strap deep into Audrey, matching her speed to Audrey’s erratic movements.
It was perfect, exactly what Audrey wanted and needed. And even better when Hallie slammed her thumb against a remote control Audrey hadn’t even noticed on the bed. The vibrator she had pressed against her own clit started up, the movements sending tiny shudders down the strap and into Audrey.
Hallie leaned down over Audrey. “Eye contact,” she demanded. “Look at me as I make you come.”
Audrey couldn’t speak. Instead, she gasped and nodded and glued her eyes on Hallie’s. She was all that mattered in the world. And they moved together, Audrey tugging at her bindings as Hallie talked her to her orgasm.
“You’re getting close for me, aren’t you?” Hallie asked, her voice wavering beautifully with her own impending orgasm.
“Yes,” Audrey barely managed to splutter. “So… good…”
“Such a good girl. And you’re going to keep being a good girl and hold eye contact with me as I come while I fuck you. And you,” she said, tracing the fingers of one hand over Audrey’s exposed nipples, “are going to come for me when I do. Do you understand?”
“Completely.”
“Tell me. Prove that you know.”
Audrey gasped, trying to focus her brain on anything other than the floaty feeling permeating her body. “You’re going to… Ah. You’re going to… come while you fuck me. And… when you do… I’m going to… come.”
“With me inside you. Good girl.”
Every part of Audrey wanted to come immediately but she worked hard to hold it in.
Her limbs tensed, her stomach strained, she yanked against the material restraining her hands, and she watched Hallie fucking her.
She watched the blissful look in Hallie’s eyes growing, her pupils completely blown, and she watched the moment they slid shut as she moaned and came hard, pushing Audrey desperately over the edge and into complete and utter euphoria.
They kissed between gasping breaths as they came down and Hallie slipped the strap out of Audrey, leaving her hands tied for a moment.
She laughed when she looked at the clock, pausing only momentarily to suck Audrey’s nipple, before saying, “I probably should have been faster.”
“Hard disagree,” Audrey breathed.
“We’re meeting everyone in fifteen minutes and we still haven’t showered.”
“We can be a little late,” Audrey insisted, leaning in for another kiss.
“Well, I suppose this means we’ll just have to shower together…”
Audrey laughed as Hallie untied her hands and dragged her up off the bed and towards the bathroom. They both knew that could lead to trouble and they definitely didn’t have time to have more sex.
Maybe later, though. They were staying at Tracy’s place and she did have that incredible shower…