Chapter 21 #2
When Becca came her eyes were fixed on Ellie, a long rising moan that broke open into the night, her body lifting off the rock, Kelly’s hands on her hips holding her, and Ellie came seconds later, her own climax rolling through her in the water, quieter than Becca’s but deep and shuddering, thankful that she had the buoyancy of the water to hold her, both necklaces floating against her bare chest.
For a moment they just looked at each other across the water, Becca on the moonlit stone, Ellie in the dark shallows, and the connection between them was absolute. No words, no gestures, just the knowledge of being seen come undone, completely, by the person who mattered most.
Becca smiled. Ellie smiled back. And the moment lasted a few seconds longer, perfect and whole, before the night moved on around them.
Kelly stayed with Becca through the aftershocks, gentle, unhurried, then kissed her way back up and lay next to her on the stone.
After a few minutes Becca sat up, stroked Kelly’s hair back from her face, and slid down to return what she’d been given.
Ellie watched from the water, calmer now, her body relaxed and satisfied, as Becca went down on Kelly with the moon shining down on them.
Kelly’s climax was quieter than Becca, a shaking that rolled through her in waves while Becca held her hips and eased her through it with her tongue. The sound of it carried gently across the still water and disappeared into the enormous Texan night.
***
They gathered themselves slowly. Ellie waded to where she’d tossed her swimsuit, thinking to put it back on but then hesitated, realising she was already stood naked in knee deep water, knowing that Kelly could see her nudity already. So… she decided to own it.
Kelly and Becca were sat on the rocks, wrapped in nothing but their towels, and both women watched as Ellie walks towards them, naked, her skin wet from the water. Kelly handed her a towel with a smile, and Becca reached for Ellie, taking her hand.
“You ok?” Becca said, looking Ellie in the eye.
Ellie dried herself then wrapped the towel around her body. “Very. You?”
Becca smiled a contented smile. “Very.”
Ellie sat down on the rock next to the two of them, Becca in the middle, and Becca’s hand found hers, reassuring.
“We should have brought drinks down,” Kelly said after a while.
“Trying to get me drunk? Take advantage of me?” Becca teased.
Kelly laughed. “I’m not sure that would make any difference…”
Eventually they pulled their robes back on and, with their torches showing the way, made their way back up the path through the trees to the house, chatting to each other as they went.
Once they got there they took turns showering, Kelly using her bathroom (“Sorry, I’ve tried but there really is only room for one”) while Ellie showered in theirs.
Once she was finished Ellie came back out to the kitchen, wearing only the robe and feeling entirely comfortable doing so, to see Kelly pulling the makings of sandwiches out of the fridge.
“There’s a cold bottle of white wine, opener in the drawer,” Kelly said, indicating with her head. Ellie opened and poured the wine, handing a glass to Kelly.
“Thanks.” Kelly took a long sip and leaned against the counter.
The shower had taken the edge off her energy, either that or, Ellie figured, a couple of orgasms had probably done the trick too, and she looked happy and relaxed, the uncomplicated joy that Ellie was learning was Kelly at her most genuine.
Ellie could hear the shower running down the hall, Becca singing something off-key, something happy.
Kelly turned and finished assembling the sandwiches.
She pushed a plate towards Ellie, before hesitating.
Then, out of nowhere, she came around the counter and pulled Ellie into a hug…
not a quick, perfunctory one either, it was the sort of hug Kelly gave when she meant it.
“You doing ok?” Kelly asked, pulling back but keeping her hands on Ellie’s arms, looking at her properly. “Tonight’s been a lot. The water, you taking the swimsuit off… I saw that. That was new for you, right?”
“It was new,” Ellie admitted. “Good new. I think.”
“It looked good new from where I was standing.” Kelly smiled. “Is there anything you want tonight? Anything you’d like to see, or not see, or anything I should know?”
Ellie thought about it and shook her head. “Just be natural. Whatever happens between you two, just let it happen. The best stuff is when it’s real, not when either of you is thinking about what I want to see. The worst would be if it felt like I was watching you two put on a sex show for me.”
“I can certainly avoid that.” Kelly squeezed her arms and let go, picking up her wine again. “Natural is my speciality. Just ask Colt… he says I’m incapable of being anything else.”
“Speaking of Colt…” Ellie took a drink. “Tell me if I’m overstepping a line, but…” Ellie hesitated.
“There aren’t many lines with me, don’t worry.”
“Ok… when I was watching earlier, when I was in the water and you and Becca were on the rocks. I felt like you might have done that a few times before?”
Kelly grinned. “Busted.” She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Don’t tell Becca though…” She winked.
“Me and him talked this morning, how he watches sometimes too. I never figured we’d have that in common, but,” Ellie shrugged, “we do.”
Kelly was nodding. “And the other way round too, sometimes I’ve watched him. Not for a whole night, but if we’re playing both of us with someone, I might sit back and give him the chance to have his fun. I get what you get from this, though personally I like to be involved too.”
Ellie thought for a moment. “He mentioned you had quite a night the night after the gig. The Saturday, after you saw us. He was very gentlemanly about the details.”
Kelly laughed. “Oh God. He told you that?” She took another drink of her wine. “Yeah, so after Solana’s launch party we went out after, her, Brooke, a group of friends. The model who’s the face of the perfume came with us.”
Raising an eyebrow, Ellie said, “Model…?”