Chapter 10 #6
Caden’s orgasm took Lara to a new height of desire. I’m going to… She didn’t know what. Die? Maybe. Come again? Definitely. Just as her first orgasm abated, a new one began, ripping through her body, making her writhe, and nearly sending her over the edge of the bed.
“Fuck me!” Lara cried. “Fuck me and come!”
Ripples of Caden’s orgasm passed to her, the sub containing their groans to mere whispers. They pushed her into the bed, holding up her skirt, pushing a hand against her ass, and stilling deep within her as they loomed over Lara and moaned in pleasure in front of her voyeuristic spouse.
“Good,” Kennedy said. “That’s exactly what I wanted to see.”
Lara crashed from her high as quickly as she ascended it.
Worn out and used up, she collapsed onto the bed, her aching legs pulling to the side as she gingerly closed her thighs.
A certain soreness took her over… but she was so relieved to hear her partner’s words that she didn’t even pay it any mind.
As she stayed in her fuzzy, post-sex reverie, she heard Kennedy’s voice say something curt to Caden. They got off the bed. By the time Lara returned to her senses, she and Kennedy were alone in their borrowed room.
Her wife sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the errant hairs falling out of Lara’s tight bun. She gravitated to her after care, putting all her love, trust, and need into her as she crawled into her lap and moaned in relief.
“You were terrific, Bunny,” Kennedy said gently, massaging the back of her neck and stroking the length of her spine. “I hope you’re not in too much pain. Need me to do anything?”
She wrapped her arms beneath Kennedy’s head, content to live in her lap. “Just be right here.”
Kennedy sat, rubbing her back, her shoulders, and cupping the back of her head with her hand. For a while, neither of them said anything. Why would they have to when they were perfectly capable of saying everything that needed to be said with their body language and heavy breaths?
“I love you,” Kennedy finally said, hands holding her shoulders. “I rarely see this side of you. I must be the only one to ever see it.”
Lara lifted her head, wearily looking into Kennedy’s. “I love you, too.”
Lara nearly cried, for no other reason than she was afraid. Afraid of losing her. Afraid of not being good enough. Afraid that she could not keep Kennedy’s interest beyond this room.
Was it too much to ask for those reassurances?
“What do you want?” Lara asked softly, fingers clinging to her partner’s shirt. “I’ll give you anything.”
“Anything?”
“Yes, I’ll…” Her throat went dry, eyes darting around the room in search of something else to focus on. “I’ll give you my heart, Kenny. I love you so much, it doesn’t seem fair that I ask so much of you.”
“You don’t, really.”
“Do you want my soul? I’ll give it to you, baby. It isn’t worth all that much.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Do you want my body?”
Kennedy bit her lip. “I do.”
Lara placed her hand in Kennedy’s lap, feeling the heat she courted from watching her wife with another. “I’ll do whatever you want.” She started to unzip her partner’s pants, but Kennedy stopped her.
“No, my love. You know what I really want.”
Of course. It was what she mentioned out in the maw of the club. What she really wanted was to see what was done by someone else.
Before, Lara would have said she didn’t really understand what turned her spouse on in this situation.
So what if she rolled onto her back, opened her legs, and watched as Kennedy pulled aside her folds?
By now, she was returning to normal, although enough wetness remained behind for someone else to have their way with her.
It wouldn’t be the first time Kennedy took her wife after she hosted someone else inside her body.
Yet this felt very, very different.
She wanted so badly to be exactly what Kennedy wanted. Before, she wouldn’t have given a shit if Kennedy was less than impressed. Now? The only thing that mattered was being good enough for her partner to lick her fingers, loom between her wife’s legs, and take her for herself.
“Ow,” Lara muttered, although she wanted this. She wanted to feel her body taken over again, this time by the one she loved almost unconditionally. “Be gentle?”
Kennedy was, in her own way.
Oh, she was gentle in how she treated Lara between the legs, knowing that she was still sore and needed tenderness above all else.
Yet her intensity as she made love to Lara, her eyes boring into hers as she made Lara hers again, was something beyond anything Caden could have ever hoped to give.
Because this is my spouse. Her partner. Her Mistress.
Her little darling when the time was right.
Tonight, she was a little bit of everything, and most definitely the one who loved her Lara more than anyone else could have.
“That’s right, Lara,” she growled, as her wife relaxed around her. “You’re all mine.”
Kennedy took Lara’s hands and lifted them above her head, thrusting into her gently, but with renewed purpose. She would continuously remind her that no other made love to her like this. And if she couldn’t do that? Then she wasn’t the one worthy of having Lara’s affection.
Although this wasn’t for Kennedy’s pleasure, Lara came again, quickly, spending herself with a few bursts of controlling pleasure. Not once did Kennedy’s eyes waver from hers.
Lara felt small, but loved.
“My God,” Kennedy muttered, lying next to her when she was finished. “As the universe intended.”
Yes, baby, I’m all yours. There was no doubt about it. All Lara continued to worry about was that Kennedy was all hers. If a wife didn’t have that, then what did she have?
Soon. Soon, everything would sort itself out. It had to.