Chapter 31
Declaring
Los Angeles
Luisa climbed off the bed and returned with the larger of the two strap-ons, tightening the harness around her. She lay down next to Amy and started to kiss her again and Amy kissed her back.
“Can you take the cuffs off?” Amy whispered.
“I think I can,” Luisa replied with a grin.
She unfastened them and threw them to one side, and Amy immediately wrapped her arms around Luisa, pulling her close, holding her, her lips on Luisa’s again.
Luisa let out a little squeal of surprise and then kissed her back even harder.
Amy’s hand moved to Luisa’s ass and pulled her towards her while she parted her legs, inviting Luisa to slide into her while they were still side on.
Shifting position slightly Luisa did precisely that and they kept on kissing while Luisa started to move her hips, Amy moving hers in time too.
She couldn’t quite believe she was ready for more, but it was as if what Luisa had just done to her had simply primed her body to want and need more.
Pausing for a moment, Amy reached down and turned on the bullet still sat in the harness, determined that Luisa would enjoy this as much as she would.
Luisa smiled gratefully and kissed Amy again before they resumed their rhythm.
Luisa set a slow pace and Amy was happy with that, glad that they’d both already orgasmed several times that night so there was no longer the desperation to reach the peak that there had been earlier, keen to enjoy this as much as possible.
As they both moved against each other Amy could feel it starting to slowly build again, and could tell from Luisa’s reaction that she felt the same. They continued kissing, and Amy felt Luisa’s hand slide over her ass and legs, pulling Amy onto her with each thrust.
Luisa’s breathing grew faster, and she suddenly pushed towards Amy, rolling Amy onto her back, before settling on top of Amy in the missionary position.
Pushing up on her arms, Luisa leaned up and smiled down at Amy, out of breath, moaning slightly, while she started to thrust harder.
Amy wrapped her legs around, her feet resting on Luisa’s ass, and reached her arms to Luisa’s back to pull her down close again.
As her thrusting grew more frantic, Amy could tell that Luisa was getting close because she started to talk to Amy in a mix of Spanish and English while one of her hands grabbed the bed frame for support.
Between moans she was whispering, “So good… hold me…” and more like that, until as she started to climax, and Amy’s orgasm started to rock through her too, gentler than earlier but still amazing, Luisa said quietly between moans, “Te deseo… te amo… estoy loca por ti…” Then after a pause as her climax subsided, she rested on Amy, kissing her cheek and her neck again and again, a cascade of kisses, then back to her mouth, whispering, “Te amo… te amo…”.
After a few breathless minutes Luisa rolled onto her back and Amy propped herself up on an elbow, trailing her hand across Luisa’s body. “You’re a fast learner with that,” she teased, reaching her hand down to touch the strap-on.
Luisa smiled contentedly and replied, “I don’t know how we slept together before without that. It was very good.” She paused, then said, “I’ll be back soon,” as she headed to the bathroom.
Amy climbed under the sheets and lay back against the pillows, thinking about what Luisa had been whispering towards the end.
She thought that she knew what ‘te amo’ meant even though her Spanish was bad, the consequence of a running joke on a holiday with friends in Ibiza when she was younger to do with a Spanish life guard who’d taken quite a liking to one of Amy’s friends and had said it to her a few times too many.
Reaching for her phone she checked that she was right, and then looked up the appropriate response before putting her phone down when she heard Luisa coming back out. She climbed into bed next to Amy.
As they lay facing each other, Amy said quietly, “What were you saying in Spanish to me just then?”
“Oh, just odd things, nothing that really made sense.” Amy could see from the way that Luisa broke eye contact that there was more to it than that.
Trying again, Amy asked, “What does te amo mean?”
Blushing but looking back into Amy’s eyes, Luisa replied, “Sort of I want you I guess, I don’t think there’s a direct translation. It was nothing.”
Amy lay looking into Luisa’s eyes for a long few moments, conscious that this could be a huge moment in their relationship.
She’d never got to this point so quickly with anyone before, but with Luisa it just felt right.
Their bond, their compatibility, everything, she had a depth of feeling for Luisa that she almost couldn’t describe.
This was no holiday fling, this was the real deal.
“It’s ok if it was something,” Amy said quietly. “If there was something you were telling me. I felt like there was something you wanted to tell me when we were walking home earlier too.”
Luisa looked into Amy’s eyes uncertainly, clearly torn between saying something and being cautious.
“I… I don’t want to spoil our fun. I couldn’t bear getting this wrong and scaring you away. This is great as it is. I shouldn’t have said anything, I didn’t know what I was saying.”
Amy lifted one of Luisa’s hands to her lips and gave it a gentle kiss. “I know what te amo means,” she said.
Luisa’s eyes widened and her blush returned, but she stayed silent.
“Luisa… yo tambien te amo,” Amy continued haltingly, before stopping to see her reaction.
Smiling shyly, Luisa replied, “The one bit of Spanish you know…”
“I looked it up. But I mean it.” Amy smiled, pouring all of her affection into it.
This was a special moment and she knew she’d remember it for the rest of her life.
“I love you. I’m so happy to have met you.
I don’t even mind if you’re not ready to say it yet, but I am.
I’ve never met anyone like you. It feels so fast to be saying it, but I know it’s true. ”
Luisa looked at her for a few moments, seemingly trying to work out if she was joking, and then leaned forward to kiss Amy’s cheek, moving on to her neck, before she whispered into Amy’s ear the words that Amy wanted to hear more than anything else in the world, “Te amo… I love you too.”