Two Days

Kelly dropped her bags on the floor then looked around the room. Two pieces of worn leather luggage sat in the corner, aged, crumpled and cracked, the straps stained dark from years of being handled. Not hers but familiar. A reflection of how she felt at times.

They belonged to the woman who’d caught her eye several years ago while skiing. The woman whose voice ran over her like warm chocolate and whose body folded over hers like worn flannel. The woman who used a strap from one of those bags and with practiced strokes left sweet marks on her ass the last time she was here. She grinned at the memory and instinctively rubbed her bottom.

Just as she was bending to pick up her bags and put them next to the wall, she felt a slight whoosh of air and then a hand cover her mouth. “You’re late,” a voice whispered in her ear. The breath was hot, charged, static electricity that sent a tingle through her body.

Kelly could only nod.

“I was beginning to wonder if you were still coming. Maybe the weather would make you change your mind or you wouldn’t be able to get here.”

Kelly felt lips barely touch the back of her neck, soft skin moving through the fine hairs, bending and releasing them with a subtle snap that sent chills down her arms. She felt the voice flow over her and she curled the corners of her mouth up into a smile. It was familiar and wanted. The hand covering her mouth moved away and she took a breath. “Of course I was coming Amanda. I was delayed coming from the airport and the lobby was a minefield of grumpy people with no where to go.”

She felt the body behind her move and became aware of breasts pressed against her. The warmth of a body that was slightly taller than her own. She could feel the steady breathing, each exhale filled with a hint of spearmint. There was movement. “Take these and put them on.”

Kelly reached for the nylon restraints and wrapped them around each wrist then pulled the Velcro strap through the metal ring and back to fasten down against the fuzzy strip. She held them out and watched as Amanda gave each a tug to make sure they would hold. Kelly felt dizzy and realized that her heart was racing just from that simple act.

Hands turned her and lips met her own. They slid against each other, soft, almost tickling. The kiss became harder, probing. Tongues reached for and found each other, pushing and sliding, teasing, coaxing, cajoling.

Strong hands grabbed Kelly’s arms lifting her slightly and pushed her back on the bed. The abrupt ending of the kiss startled her and she landed with a gasp. “Move up on the pillows.”

Kelly watched as the straps already attached to the corners of the bed were pulled up and fastened to each ring. With a quick yank they were pulled tight. She was stretched across the pillows. She could barely breathe. This was what fed her dreams at night.

Her daily life was filled with decisions and action. She made order from the chaos of her surroundings. Others looked to her for leadership. She had the control. To have that taken away fueled a level of passion that only this woman had been able to touch. Only this woman had been able to find. Only this woman had taken the time to look for.

Kelly found her strength in Amanda’s dark eyes. She found her freedom in the straps that stretched her, that held her tight against the bed, the chair, the table, whatever Amanda had pinned her against. She trusted the strength of the other woman to hold her when she was flying apart inside.

She watched as Amanda’s long fingers began to unbutton her shirt laying it open. Her stomach bared, she could feel the coolness of the room which caused her nipples to become hard. They strained and puckered against the fabric of her bra.

“I didn’t plan this very well did I?”

Kelly shook her head. There was no way to get her bra off with her hands tied down.

Amanda reached into her back pocket and pulled out her pocket knife then flipped open with a snap.

“Hey…I don’t have another one like this.”

“Whatever.” With a quick yank, the sharp metal slid easily through the material. Each side flew open with a snap leaving her breasts exposed.

Kelly felt the cold metal pressed against her skin and wondered at how similar cold and hot felt. Her skin burned Had she not been able to watch, she would have sworn that her skin had been sliced open.

Amanda leaned over and began to tease Kelly’s nipples with her tongue. Touching lightly enough to take them to the point of pain. As Kelly began to think she could no longer stand it, Amanda’s mouth closed around Kelly’s nipple, working her tongue and lips against it, sending electrical signals down to Kelly’s clit. Molten saliva melting the tip of the air chilled berg. As the sensations began to dull, Amanda would move to the other and begin the process again until Kelly’s center screamed.

Kelly felt herself pulling against the straps. She wanted to touch the woman hovering above her, to pull Amanda down and take her in a long hard kiss. She wanted to suck Amanda’s nipples into her mouth, to feel them slide pasts her lips and lay against her tongue. She needed that. She pulled harder. The restraint was driving her crazy and she needed that more.

Amanda just chuckled as she kissed her way down Kelly’s body lightly brushing against her sides and over her stomach with the tip of her tongue. A trail of warmth burned against Kelly’s skin. Amanda’s hand dipped between Kelly’s legs and began to rub over her jeans covered mound. “Well well well...seems your pants are wet.” Amanda’s voice was muffled as she leaned over to scrape her teeth across the rough denim, a deep breath taking in the smell of Kelly’s arousal.

Kelly pulled her feet up against the woman kneeling between her legs then raised her hips and lifted each foot while Amanda striped her leaving all in a pile on the floor. Naked, she held back a shiver as she watched Amanda move to stand at the foot of the bed and began to undress herself. Kelly watched breathing hard as Amanda shed the t-shirt, loosened her bra and jeans, dropping those to the floor as well.

Kelly stared as Amanda stood there taking her own nipple, rolling it, squeezing it, pulling it until it hardened. Once again, she pulled hard against the restraints while watching Amanda crawl up on the bed and kneel between her legs. She gasped. The power that forced her legs apart was intoxicating.

“Let me loose,” Kelly growled.

Amanda laughed feeling the power she commanded at this moment. “Hell no.” She continued to play with her nipples then moved up putting her knees under Kelly’s thighs. They were close enough that Amanda’s hand would occasionally brush against Kelly’s swollen pussy, close enough to feed Kelly’s agony, her ferocious desire to be touched.

Kelly locked eyes with Amanda as she watched those long fingers disappear inside the woman so tortuously close. Amanda began to rub her own clit. The faster her hands moved, the more they “accidentally” brushed against Kelly.

Kelly pulled against her bindings. She tried to reach, to squirm down against Amanda’s hand only to have Amanda move ever so slightly away. She ached. Her clit pounded and she wanted to scream her frustration.

She felt Amanda begin to tense. She found herself holding her own breath as the orgasm exploded out through Amanda’s body leaving them both wrung out, limp, spent. Amanda slumped over Kelly’s body. She could feel Amanda’s body shudder and could almost feel the tingles as if she’d had the orgasm herself. Her mind was certainly telling her that she had.

Once Amanda could move, she eased down enough to run her tongue through Kelly’s wet lips. It skipped over her hard clit. She could taste the salt and the sweet and felt it covering her chin. She pulled back just enough to watch her fingers slowly disappear inside Kelly and then pulled them slowly out pausing to watch Kelly’s reaction.

“I should make you wait.” Then she smiled an evil grin. “You’re much too delicious lying there like that. Why would I want to let you go just yet? We have time.”

Kelly looked up questioning. “Don’t you dare.”

“Don’t I dare which, pumpkin, leave you like this or set you free?”

Kelly dropped her head back on her pillows and closed her eyes. There was no right answer for that question.