Chapter 9 #4
Alisa’s fingers trembled as she positioned the toy more deeply inside Tora, using a generous amount of lubricant to ensure smooth entry.
She licked her lips, her tongue trailing over Tora’s swollen clit before pulling back, leaving a wet trail of arousal.
Her fingers found the sensitive nub through the toy, circling it slowly, applying pressure that made Tora gasp.
The appendages of the toy stretched and retracted rhythmically, like a living thing pulsing inside Tora’s tight heat. Alisa watched, as the toy moved in and out, each thrust accompanied by a wet squelch that filled the room.
Then, with deliberate slowness, Alisa entered Tora again. Each time she pushed inside, Tora let out a low, guttural moan, her body responding to the triple stimulation. Alisa’s tongue continued its work on Tora’s clit, while her toy maintained its steady pressure.
The room was filled with the sounds of pleasure—wet, slick noises as Alisa moved inside Tora, Tora’s breathy moans, the buzzing of the toy. Alisa felt her own arousal building again with a renewed force, her moisture trickling down her inner thighs, soaking into the sheets beneath them.
Alisa’s eyes were locked on Tora, unable to look away from the sight of her. With a low growl of need, Alisa slipped her free hand between her own thighs, her fingers finding her entrance, pushing two digits inside herself in a steady rhythm that matched her movements with Tora.
Her hips began to move faster. She positioned the toy deeper inside Tora, the vibrations thrumming intensely against her inner walls.
Then, in a bold move, Alisa pressed her own clit directly against Tora’s, the sensitive nubs grinding together as she shifted into a scissor position above the device.
The sensation was overwhelming—vibrations inside Tora, their clits grinding together in a desperate, needy dance, and Alisa’s fingers working on her sensitive bud at the same time.
She began to move on top of Tora, her body creating a perfect rhythm, her hips rolling in a way that made both of them gasp.
Alisa’s hand grabbed her phone, increasing the vibration frequency of the toy. The sudden intensity sent both of them spiraling, their bodies tensing in unison. They came together, a simultaneous, earth-shattering release that left them both breathless and trembling.
“Oh fuck!” They both cried out, Tora’s back arching as pleasure crashed through her. Alisa’s lips crashed against Tora’s in a searing kiss, their mouths meeting in a hungry, desperate union that matched the intensity of their orgasms.
When the waves finally subsided, Alisa remained on top of Tora, their bodies still pressed together, both of them panting and trying to catch their breath. Tora’s hips shifted slightly.
“It seems like we’re going to have a long night,” Tora murmured, her voice husky with satisfaction. “I love to see you like this, you know, glowing with the orgasm’s bliss and with the victory of gold inside your heart.” She ran her fingers through Alisa’s hair, her touch gentle and affectionate.
Alisa moaned softly against Tora’s lips, unable to let go of the kiss completely.
“That’s for sure, I love to feel this way, and to be with you,” she panted, her hips beginning to move again in a slow, teasing rhythm.
She was still straddling Tora, her body positioned in a way that reminded her of the cowgirl position she’d seen in porn, though this felt entirely more intimate and real.
Then Tora bent down toward the bedside table with a small smile and pulled out a little box, placing it into Alisa’s hands. The red corduroy felt unexpectedly soft beneath her fingers, pleasant against her skin somehow in exactly the same way that Tora’s skin did.
Alisa opened the box with a tired, sleepy smile. Inside lay a pendant in the shape of a small pink heart.
Tora took it from the box herself and fastened it carefully around Alisa’s neck, and the new pendant settled perfectly beside the old silver heart that Alisa had worn for years, the one that had belonged to her grandmother.
Only then did Tora reach for the chain at her own throat. Her pendant was a small dagger decorated with blue stones, just as Alisa’s heart was decorated with pink ones, and suddenly Alisa realized that they looked as though they belonged to the same collection.
Tora held the dagger delicately between her fingers and brought it toward Alisa’s pendant. Only then did Alisa notice that there was a tiny opening in the middle of the heart. Tora slid the dagger into it and the two pendants fit together perfectly, becoming one.
A heart pierced through with a blade.
“Poetic,” Alisa whispered.
“Well, now you’re mine. I pierced your heart with a dagger.” Tora grinned lazily. “The vibrator was just a bonus.”
Alisa laughed.
It was ridiculous and funny and strangely sweet all at once, but suddenly she knew that she would remember this night with Tora forever.
Tora had been her first in this way. Her first girlfriend, her first real tenderness, her first time feeling wanted without having to earn it. Her first love?
Fuck…
No… not a girlfriend.
They were not even together.
So what were they to each other?
Still rivals on the ice or something more now?