CHAPTER 43
ROXY
Blackheath, New South Wales, Australia
Roxy wouldn't need to be asked twice. She closed the distance and gave Ellen a kiss they both wouldn't forget. Despite how passionate the kiss was, Roxy's fingers still gently followed the shape of Ellen's jaw. She wanted to learn every detail of Ellen's body.
The kiss continued to intensify as Ellen returned it without hesitation.
Roxy found herself on top of Ellen, whose back had just hit the cabin floor.
Neither of them wanted nor could stop what had just begun.
Ellen let Roxy touch her as she pleased.
The message was clear: Ellen Caldwell was offering herself to Roxanne Kerr.
This, in Roxy's eyes, represented the highest form of trust Ellen could possibly grant.
As naturally as breathing, Ellen pulled away from the kiss, rose to her feet, and extended her hand to Roxy.
In the hushed stillness, Roxy let Ellen guide her to her bedroom.
Ellen didn't keep her waiting any longer and resumed the kiss the moment they entered.
There was something solemn about what had just happened.
When they reached the bed, Roxy paused the kiss to stare at Ellen. For a moment, they just stood there, breathing and desiring each other. "I need this so badly, Ellen," she whispered. "I've been dreaming about this for so long."
"I know," she replied. "Me too." She gently pushed Roxy, who dropped backward on the bed.
Ellen's hands slowly traced Roxy's curves. God, was there anything else Roxy would have wanted more in the world?
"NO," she shouted. Then Roxy felt Ellen quickly pull away and stop touching her. "Why did you stop?" Roxy asked, completely failing to understand why Ellen was stopping.
"Um, well, you just said no, didn't you?" she replied, feeling a little awkward.
Fuck. She said it out loud.
"Oh no, no, no. I really want this."
Ellen flashed a grin like a little devil. "Oh well, in that case, get ready to see what you've been missing all these years." Roxy stared at her wide-eyed. "What? You're not the only one who remembers our breakfasts," Ellen said with a wink.
She started by taking off Roxy's sweater, her fingers digging into the skin to feel the tremors tracing each rib. Her strong self-control was the only thing that stopped Roxy from surrendering at that moment.
"You're so beautiful, Roxy," Ellen whispered in her ear right before kissing her neck. "There were countless nights I wanted you with me, even when I was so fucking angry at you."
Roxy felt Ellen move her mouth down toward her lower body while holding Roxy's arms to keep her still. "Ellen," Roxy whispered. Her voice was so delicate.
"Shhh," Ellen breathed against her sternum. "Have fun, and I'll show you how it's done." Ellen attacked Roxy's bra, slowly unfastening it to finally admire her body. Her mouth immediately attacked the nipple, and Roxy couldn't help but moan louder. "Oh, do we have a girl here who likes this?"
All Roxy could manage was a kind of growl that came from deep within her, because to be honest, Ellen was giving her a hell of a time. Only Ellen was clearly not pleased with the answer.
Ellen looked up at Roxy and stared into her eyes while letting her fingers keep working on her. "I didn't hear you, Roxy," she said with an angelic voice. "Are you enjoying this?"
"Yes," Roxy hissed through two moans. Still, Ellen did not budge and kept smiling at her. "Fuck, yes, okay, I really like that. Happy? Could you please just keep going?" begged Roxy.
"At your command, Lieutenant Kerr." Ellen's mouth returned to its place to continue its exploration. This time, Ellen added her tongue, and her hands ventured up to Roxy's underwear. "Mm. Everything is wet here." Ellen's gentle touch sent a shiver through Roxy's entire body. "Can I?"
"Ellen…" Roxy sighed again, but this time it was different. It was as if she was begging her to continue.
"What's wrong?" whispered a sensual Ellen, whom Roxy had not yet discovered, into her ear. "Looks like I've found a way to completely disarm Roxanne Kerr."
"My god, who are you and what have you done with the Ellen I know?"
"I am the one who can reveal secrets you've never imagined, bring your wildest dreams to life, and fulfill every longing you could have," Ellen said it straight, no messing around.
She moved up Roxy's body and kissed her again, in a straight line down the middle. At some point, Roxy's panties were starting to get in Ellen's way. She placed a kiss just above the waistband and looked up. "Are you sure this is what you want, Roxy?" This time, Ellen asked in all seriousness.
Roxy's eyes met hers, large and bright. "Please," she growled. "Don't keep me waiting."
"Don't rush, Roxy. Let yourself feel it."
Roxy won't have an easy time of it. She rubbed her nose against her panties and breathed in her scent. "Fuck, Ellen." Roxy's hands returned to her hair, desperate now. Ellen gently took Roxy's panties and slowly pulled them down her legs, allowing Roxy to feel how soaking it was.
Roxy started reacting strongly—to the point that her thighs trembled. Then there was the contact from Ellen's mouth and Roxy let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.
"If only you knew how much I dreamed about this moment," Ellen whispered as she caught her breath. She continued to lick Roxy in slow, precise circles. She moaned again, louder this time. Roxy understood that Ellen was on a mission and that nothing could stop her from completing it.
"Damn it, Ellen, don't stop..."
Ellen lifted her head to get closer to Roxy's face. "I'm not stopping, don't worry," she whispered in her ear.
The moment Roxy'd been waiting for finally arrived, filled with anticipation.
When she came, it was anything but quiet.
Her voice broke, high-pitched, loud, and her whole body shook.
She sobbed Ellen's name once more, then again, and she stayed with her, holding her hips, her mouth on hers until the waves subsided.
Roxy hadn't collapsed. She was melting—her chest heaving, her arms trembling, her eyes blurry and wide open. She returned the kiss, tasting her own flavour on her lips. Roxy felt like Ellen had stolen her breath and she absolutely wanted it back.
"Did you like it?" Ellen asked against her mouth, making her shiver.
"You were so right, Sunshine. I was definitely missing something." Ellen, now lying next to her on her side and facing Roxy, laughed. "I want to please you, too."
"Oh really, do you feel ready enough? Let's see if you're a good student then." The little demon's grin was back.
"More than you could ever imagine, Sunshine."
Was it too much confidence, or did Roxy just learn that fast? Little did she know, Roxy wanted to give Ellen an unforgettable experience.
She gently laid Ellen on her back and started by kissing her softly on the lips before exploring the rest of her body.
The thought settled in Roxy's mind: her lips would only ever seek Ellen Caldwell's from this moment forward.
Even if an assignment demanded it. Especially if it was for the sake of an assignment.
"This is a moment we must remember," Roxy declared, sounding as if she were making a pledge.
"Then take your time."
With slow movements, Roxy's hands travelled from her chest down to her ribs and the curve of her waist. Ellen moaned softly and passionately against her mouth as her fingers discovered the curve of her breasts.
With each step further, Roxy's boldness and confidence increased. Her tongue traced a slow path toward her nipple, a tender caress as if it were the most fragile treasure, followed by a soft, lingering suck. Roxy found out she possessed a born talent, a natural gift.
Ellen's voice, a gentle whisper, said, "You're doing wonderfully."
Ignoring the praise, as she always had during her career, Roxy pressed on, remaining focused on her objective.
She kissed lower, her lips brushing the skin just above the spot. Her tongue finally touched the various strategic points, and Ellen gasped. Roxy may not have been perfect for her technique, but the potential was there.
Roxy moaned as Ellen gripped the sheets tightly.
"Like that," she cried. "I'm begging you, don't stop."
She listened to Ellen's needs and desires. The caress of her tongue intensified, a rhythm matched by Ellen's increasingly eager moans as confidence bloomed. When her mouth closed over her clit, Ellen gave in and her whole body arched. She screamed her name, loud, wildly, desperately.
She came so hard that she shook and trembled, but Roxy was there to hold her strong and steady. When Ellen came to her senses, she pulled her close and kissed her deeply, savouring the warmth, the love, and the wonder that united them.
"You were perfect," Ellen whispered against her mouth.
Roxy's response was unequivocal: she kissed her again. Ellen reacted quickly, turning her over beneath her and adding in a voice full of desire, "Do you seriously think I am done with you, Lieutenant Kerr," making Roxy cringe. "It's time to comply, Lieutenant…"
Roxy looked her straight in the eyes, wide open and eager, even though she was already overwhelmed. "Ellen."
"Let's see if they really taught you how to withstand torture."
Roxy responded by swallowing.
Ellen smiled when she saw that Roxy was already wet again. "Are you ready for me, Roxy?" Ellen asked in a low, calm voice. She nodded quickly, but it wasn't enough. "Oh no, it won't be that easy. Say it."
"God, I need you, okay?" she whispered. "Please, Ellen, take me."
Ellen didn't tease her: she attacked. She buried her mouth in Roxy, licking her deeply, slowly, mercilessly.
Her cry tore through the air and her hands clutched the sheets.
She flattened her tongue and pressed against Roxy's clit until she gasped, then sucked harder, to the point where she felt herself breaking again.
Her thighs closed around Ellen as she cried out. "Damn! I've never... felt... this... ever... it's... amazing!"
"I know, right?" Ellen replied confidently.
Roxy pressed herself against Ellen, writhing and moaning. Her voice broke as she repeated the name louder and louder. The noise was so loud that it could scare the wildlife in the area. And it wasn't gentle when she came, but to Ellen, it was beautiful.
Roxy's whole body was tense beneath Ellen, but she had let herself go completely. She sobbed once, with happiness, then again, and Ellen stayed with her, covering her with kisses, anchoring her with her hands and mouth.
Too fragile, she struggled to shove Ellen off, but Ellen refused to budge. "Yes, you can," Ellen whispered to her. "You can handle it."
Roxy's body responded to Ellen's touch so intensely that she hardly recognized herself. What an experience she was having.
The most beautiful experience of her life. Quite simply.
She let herself go completely. She was so happy that she sobbed once, with joy, then again, and Ellen stayed by her side, showering her with kisses, holding her tightly with her hands and her mouth.
Then, Ellen found the spot again with two fingers, but this time she went slower to make her feel better, and she let out a bigger moan. A bit like Roxy was desperate and lost. She came again, quickly, like a wave washing over her. Her back arched, her hands trembled, her voice broke.
Now Roxy Kerr had her first complete experience with a woman. No doubt.
Ellen came up slowly to her, covering her body with her and kissing her. Her trembling body was red-faced, and her lips were parted as if she could not breathe. "Fuck," she murmured, her voice hoarse. "That piece of intel wasn't in your file."
"Really?" Ellen blew against her cheek. "Something you should report?"
Roxy chuckled. "Not a chance. It's mine to keep permanently. It's the best night of my life, Ellen. Thank you."
"This is just the beginning," she remarked, then touched her jaw and kissed her again.