Chapter 3
‘I’m not finished with you yet.’
It took Ari a moment to parse the noise, to recognise it as sound, the contents of it words in the English language, ordered into a sentence. A sentence uttered on the planet earth, in Scotland, a nondescript hotel room in it, by a woman who’d made her cum so hard she’d almost forgotten her own name.
‘What’s that, darling?’
She asked, searching her mind for words and stringing them together, remembering blearily how to speak them. Her throat hurt - had that been from the orgasm too? She must’ve made one hell of a racket. She looked over at Gale, her face still shining from her; she looked infuriatingly smug. Suddenly it all returned to her - the annoying Aphrodite beside her with the molten eyes.
‘I said, I’m not finished with you yet. There’s more I can give you.’
‘More?! More than that?!’
Ari sat up on her elbows to stare at her in utter confusion; she’d needed to be scraped off the ceiling, surely she could reach higher heights than she just had? Maybe she just wasn’t used to it; for all the sex she had, made everyone’s business to know about, it was usually her topping in a professional and detached manner. She might grind out something weak against someone’s leg or allow them to circle her clit for a rotation or two but she normally found it so hard to climax it didn’t feel worth it. Why break the illusion of her being a legendary lover by keeping someone’s hand between her legs for 45 minutes or worse, giving them lockjaw? As long as her name was known, her reputation bolstered, her body warmed by the one beneath it, that was all that mattered. Or at least it had been, up until now.
‘You’ve not even felt the magic of these yet,’ Gale teased, wiggling her now freed fingers in the air above them. ‘And there are other places I can put my mouth that can make you feel even better…’
Ari continued staring at her, agog. She’d thought this woman was meek and submissive and here she was, bragging about her sexual prowess and suggesting a good old fashioned rimming.
‘I’ve not let another woman near there in all the time I’ve been a champion shagger, Gale. I don’t think that will be changing any time soon.’
Gale shrugged, unaffected.
‘Fair enough. But how do you know if you haven’t tried it? Whatever you might feel about it I can assure you I thoroughly, thoroughly enjoy it. And I think, with enough encouragement and time, you could too.’
Encouragement. Time. And underneath both an implicit patience and care; when was the last time she’d allowed those for her own body in bed? Looking at her, deep into those maddening, beautiful brown eyes, she knew she trusted her too, a trust build ling before she’d ever contemplated sliding her tongue into Gale’s mouth. If there was anyone she’d trial it out with, it would be her.
‘But it’s your turn, darling -‘
Gale smiled at her, a mingling of deviousness and shyness.
‘I like to wait; I can, and I want to. I find it makes it better.’
Ari reached over to brush a strand of hair off of Gale’s first, feeling oddly affectionate and awestruck towards her new bedmate. She’d had no idea what she was in for, she still didn’t.
‘Ok. When in Aberdeen, I suppose. Let’s try..’
Gale grinned at her, delighted and apparently not surprised at all.
‘Atta girl.’
Ari scowled at her.
‘And we can stop at any time - you don’t like it you tell me and we stop immediately, no questions asked.’
‘Message received loud and clear.’
That evil smile reappeared far too easily.
‘On your knees then, love, like this -’
Gale gently guided her into position, her knees flush against the mattress, her bared arse exposed to the breeze.
‘And here…’
Gale started kissing down her back, smoothing her hands over her vertebrae, her waist. She gently removed Ari’s bra but kept her Suspender belt untouched, running her fingers teasingly against its straps, pressing between her shoulder blades until her chest was pressed to the mattress too. Ari felt arousal cool through her again, rallying at the gentleness of her touch. Could she climax as hard again, harder even? She found she wanted to find out - she really, really did.
Gale was kissing her cheeks now and gently pulling them apart.
‘Nice girls don’t do this, Gale…’ she teased, aware of just how much control she was forfeiting, how much riskier it felt than before, now that she couldn’t see her.
‘Good thing I’m not a nice girl then, isn’t it?’ Gale smirked, ducking back around her to stroke her hair softly and kiss her, a gesture of reassurance Ari was glad to have.
‘And I mean it - you don’t like it, we stop.’
‘Ok,’ Ari murmured back, Gale smiling at her and stroking her thumb over her cheek before she disappeared behind her.
The first lick of her tongue was strange, ticklish. Not unpleasant but not anything to write home about either - a little dry and underwhelming. She was about to say something but a noise stopped her, Gale clearing her throat - in the seconds after she felt more moisture hit her skin. This girl -
‘Gale..!’
Gale immediately stilled.
‘You ok up there?’
‘Perfect darling, I was just…Nevermind. Do carry on.’
The next swipe was better, so much better. So was the one after that and the one after that one, Gale steadily adding more movement and pressure until Ari was moaning contentedly, any last self consciousness long forgotten. She felt herself push back into it, Gale answering her with a hum, the sound vibrating deliciously against her. And all the while Gale was touching her, brushing her fingers against the top seams of her stockings, her inner thighs, the arch of her feet, still so severe with her heels on. She could sense how wet she was getting, or how much wetter than before, finding that actually, it might be nice to feel some friction against it, some solidity.
As if Gale had heard her, Ari wondering if she’d somehow felt it in the impatient rock of her hips, she pulled away slightly.
‘Do you want more?’
Ari didn’t need to think, not that she could anymore.
‘Yes.’
Two fingers pressed into her, smooth as silk. They curled in tandem with a circle of her tongue and suddenly Ari was orbiting the earth again, swimming among the stars.
‘Yes.’
Her hand flew down to her clit unbidden, need taking over. She found the same rhythm, Gale fucking her leisurely as Ari fell apart underneath her. It was too much, it wasn’t enough; she needed to cum, she didn’t want it to end. This only translated into a hoarse, ‘more,’ Gale pressing another finger easily into her with no resistance at all. So this was what it felt like. She could feel her orgasm as if it was in the next room, refusing to hear her and cross the threshold - this time, without a fleck of doubt, she knew it was in reach.
‘More?’ Gale asked gruffly, resting her damp face for a moment against the back of her thigh. Ari nodded frantically, only belatedly realising that Gale couldn’t see her.
‘Yes, yes - god, please - Jesus -’
‘It’s Gale, actually - ‘
She didn’t have the power to turn and swipe at her, she just needed her to keep going.
‘Don’t worry, I can feel your scowl from here. As you requested -‘
Gale withdrew her fingers, Ari too far gone to be embarrassed at how she moaned at her retreat. She felt Gale’s weight shift from the bed then return to it, the click of a bottle cap. Her fingers slid back inside her, deep and curling, the pace languid, Ari rutting shamelessly against them. Then a smoothing, her slickness being trailed back further behind her, costing the delicate skin tenderised by Gale’s tongue. A finger there, inching slowly inside of her -
‘Ok?’ Gale asked her softly, reaching for one of Ari’s free hands and squeezing it.
‘Ok,’ Ari confirmed, feeling it bury deeper inside her. It was different, tighter and unfamiliar but not bad. She felt her cunt pull tight in response. Gale returned some fingers there and Ari finally understood what she’d meant. The stimulation, the added pressure, the burn of it - there was a shadow in the doorway and it was getting bigger, pooling over the floor. Not long now - not long -
‘Oh fuck - how do you know how to - Gale - ’
She was working her clit now, fast and hard. It would be even better than earlier - the certainty forming beyond words.
Gale paused for a second, leaning close in to Ari’s ear, her tits pressing into her back, how pearled with sweat.
‘Now imagine a strap there while I have my fingers inside your cunt like this - ’
The idea - the image of the idea - and a couple of thrusts were all it took, Ari coming with a shout, Gale gently removing herself to catch her and pull her back to earth.