DISCLAIMERS: in Part 1
Keeping Faith, Part 21
©2005 -Vertigo-
"That bitch!" Faith exploded.
Reece couldn't help but chuckle at her wife's outburst.
"It's not funny, Reece! She's so manipulative and obnoxious and I'm sure she's going to start all kinds of shit now."
"Faith, I didn't do anything. What can she say?"
The actress growled. "She can say anything she wants."
Reece thought about what Alicia said regarding fooling around with clients, and her eyes narrowed. Shaking off the anger, Reece embraced Faith and kissed her on the forehead. "Why don't you take a long hot bath, and forget about it for now."
Faith sighed in her lover's arms. "Come with me?"
Reece grinned. "How can I say no?"
Reece pulled Cori into her office and closed the door. The dancer looked confused. "What's going on?"
Reece sat in her chair and leaned forward. "Alicia came to the gym today."
Cori's eyes widened. "No way!"
"Yes, way. She flirted with me and I turned her down. She got mad and said she'd tell Faith I was fooling around with my clients."
Cori blinked rapidly. "But you don't…"
"Fuck you, freak, you know I don't!"
The dancer nodded. "Just checking. So, you have nothing to worry about."
"What if she starts spreading rumors around the set? Faith will have to defend me all over the place. What if Faith believes her?"
"Faith knows better."
"But, just, what if?"
Cori grinned a little. "You could go and scare her. Just a bit."
"I tried that, but she didn't seem the least bit threatened. Trust me, I wanted to break her fucking arm."
"Hmm. What do you want me to do?"
The club owner sighed. "I don't know, I thought maybe you had an idea."
"You can quit your job at the gym."
"Yeah, and look guilty as all hell."
Cori grimaced. "Right. Didn't think of that."
"Fuck it. Faith can handle herself with Alicia, right?"
Reece raised an eyebrow. "Just do nothing? It doesn't seem right."
"Really, Reece. What can you do?"
Faith arrived on the set to stares and piteous looks. She narrowed her eyes. "Fucking Alicia." She muttered. As she passed a small group of extras, they looked at her with insincere smiles. Faith held up a hand. "She didn't sleep with my wife."
"Louise! Get in here!"
Faith rolled her eyes. She assumed John knew better than to listen to Alicia's rumors. "Not you too?"
John jumped up and down. "She's telling everyone she spent yesterday afternoon with Reece!"
"Yeah, she stalked her to the gym."
"What the hell happened?"
Faith plopped into the chair. "Nothing. She hit on Reece and Reece turned her down."
"That's not what she says. She says Reece was all over her, and she had to fight her off."
Faith sneered. "Stupid bitch. And they believe her?"
"Who wouldn't? You know what they always drag up about Reece's past in the rag mags, and with Alicia's reputation… it just fits."
"Shit. This is just lovely."
The door opened and in walked Alicia. "Did I tell you how delicious your wife looks in lycra?"
Faith turned away from her so she wouldn't spit. "I'm quite aware of what she looks like thank you very much."
Alicia held a hand on her chest and looked dreamy. "So strong, and so hot. She has quite a grip on her too."
Faith bolied, spun around and poked the actress in the ribs. "Listen Alicia, I know nothing happened between the two of you so take your asinine rumors somewhere else."
"She told you nothing happened and you believed her?" She laughed. "Honestly, Faith, what do you really think she does in that gym all day?"
Faith gritted her teeth. "Get out of my face." She warned.
Alicia chuckled. "Please, you are so naïve. A woman like Reece is like a kid in a candy store in that gym all day. Half naked, lithe, young women, throwing themselves at her feet, swooning all over her body. Reece eats it up like she's starving. I was there sweetheart."
Faith growled and made a fist. John stepped in front of her. "Why don't you just take your malicious lies somewhere else and save yourself a smack."
"Oh John, you're just afraid of Reece, but you know the truth."
"Get the fuck out of here Alicia." Faith hissed angrily.
Alicia laughed her way out of the trailer.
Work was horrible for Faith that morning, with Alicia making comments regarding Reece and her prowess. Faith had enough and was stewing in the make-up trailer, venting to John.
"She pointed out Reece's palm callous, and the cut she made by picking her cuticle. Either she studied Reece a long time, or she has a point."
John's stomach grew butterflies. "You don't think..."
Faith threw her hands up. "I don't know what to think! I don't want to think that, but how the hell would she know about my wife's palm callous?"
"Faith, I think she's just doing this to make you crazy. You know Alicia, she gets what she wants and I don't think anyone has ever turned her down."
"Oh, great, you're really making me feel better." Faith steamed.
"No, I mean that since Reece turned her down, she can't let anyone know. She's just behaving this way to save her own reputation. She doesn't care what she does to you."
Faith sat in thought.
"Come on, you can't really think Reece is doing all that Alicia accuses her of."
The actress frowned. "I trust Reece, really I do, but there's that tiny part of me that knows Reece's intrinsic make-up. Before me, well, she would never turn down an opportunity."
"Faith, listen to yourself. You're falling right into her trap. I think the best thing to do now is not let Alicia see you like this."
Faith sighed heavily, "You're right."
"I know I am. Now, go back out there, shoot the last scene and play along. She'll be the one that's crazy when you're done with her."
Faith's cell phone rang and she grinned evilly at whatever was being said to her. "Ooo, that's just too good. Thanks Cor."
John raised a curious eyebrow.
"Cori just gave me the best idea." Faith chuckled. "I'll see you later."
Reece was extra careful not to touch anyone in any way other than was necessary while she trained. Alicia made her nervous, and the feeling didn't sit well with her. She felt like she was being scrutinized, like she was guilty of something she didn't even do. She was worried that Faith might think the worst. After all, Reece's reputation with women was legendary. The club owner distractedly did her work while thinking up ways to prove herself to Faith. She felt it needed to be done.
"Cut!"
Alicia tried to push Faith away, but Faith had her lip between her teeth and wasn't letting go. "Hey!"
Faith sucked Alicia's bottom lip hungrily and groaned. "Just knowing you want my woman makes me crazy." She whispered before winking and turning away.
Alicia looked at Faith's back in shock. "What?"
"I've been thinking, why don't we have a threesome?"
Alicia's eyes bugged out. "What are you talking about?"
Faith held back her laughter at Alicia's expression. "Well, I can't let Reece have all the fun can I? I can at least keep track of her if we're all together."
"Uh…"
Faith had to look away so she wouldn't guffaw. "Who knew you had it in you? Here I was, thinking you despised us lesbos and you're just one big fat dyke!"
Alicia blinked rapidly. "I am not!"
"Oh, I beg to differ. Ooo, wait until the rag mags find out about you and Reece! It'll be delicious mayhem!"
Alicia tried to reply but said nothing, and stormed away in a hysterical huff.
Faith broke out in laughter. "I owe you big time, Cori."
When Faith came home, she was juggling her many emotions. While Alicia grated on her last raw nerve, she sure got revenge by torturing her the rest of the day, and that felt satisfying. Then there was Reece. Sure, she trusted Reece, but Alicia gave her a tiny doubt and Faith felt disappointment in herself for feeling that doubt. And jealousy from that inkling of doubt. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, grounding herself as she opened her front door.
Smudge practically climbed up her leg when she walked in. "Hey sweetie, where's Reece?"
"Up here." Reece's voice was low, and sounded odd.
Faith glanced up the stairs suspiciously before ascending. "Reece? Is everything alri…" Faith was speechless. The room was lit by several candles, On the bed was a bottle of champagne, baby oil, and Reece, grinning in that sexy way of hers, a silky robe barely covering her naked body. "Wha… what's all this?"
Reece sat up and grinned wider. "It's for you."
Without hesitation, Faith peeled off her shirt and practically tore off her bra. "All of it? You included?" She climbed onto the bed and closed in on her wife.
"Especially me." Reece leaned back, her robe sliding off of her right breast. "To do whatever you want."
Faith's mouth watered. "So, you're telling me, I can do, whatever I want, with ice cold champagne, slippery baby oil, and you?" Her sex clenched at the thought.
Reece nodded, her eyes playful and seductive at the same time, and licked her lips. She picked up a votive and swirled the melted wax inside the glass holder. "And don't forget the candle wax."
Faith thought she might faint from the head rush. Taking a few breaths, she quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes and straddled her sexy wife. "Why are you doing this?" she asked, leaning down and kissing Reece's earlobe.
"I'm yours. Only yours."
Faith's heart beat rapidly and a sense of relief washed over her. Reece knew how she was feeling and was offering herself as proof. "I love you Reece, and I'm about to show you how much."
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Reece gasped, as the cold champagne dribbled onto her stomach, her abdominal muscles bunching from the sensation. Faith's hot tongue followed and Reece groaned loudly. "Ooohhhhh."
Faith hummed in delight, her hands gripping Reece's hips as she straddled her legs. She had been taking advantage of her abnormally submissive wife for some time and was rewarded greatly with loud moans, frustrated writhing, and the strong aroma of Reece's arousal.
"Faith, baby… please…"
"That's right, baby, it's me, your Faith." The actress lifted her gaze to her pleading lover and grinned.
Reece glanced down at the twinkling green eyes and plopped her head back heavily. "You're going to kill me."
Faith reached over and snatched a candle from the nightstand. "You won't die, I promise. I'm having way too much fun to stop now."
Reece's eyes fought against her. She wanted to watch the hot wax spill so she'd be ready for it, but her eyes wanted to close from the feeling of Faith's wetness trailing up her thigh. Reece's will won and her eyes widened as the wax began to drip. She gritted her teeth and hissed through them as the wax dripped on her skin. "Fuck!"
Faith poured cold champagne on top of the wax, and let it pool between her breasts.
"God, Faith, I swear. only you.. no one else could ever… ooohhh."
Faith nipped Reece's extremely rigid nipple and shivered from Reece's groan. "I can smell how much you want me. I don't think I can wait any more."
"Then don't!" Reece almost whined, wrapping her hand around the back of Faith's neck and pushing.
Faith groaned and dove downward, licking and sucking Reece's entire pussy like she was starving.
Reece threw her legs around Faith and groaned deep in her chest. "Yesss, fuck… "
Faith wrapped her arms around Reece's thighs as she began to come, and held on tightly, she didn't plan on stopping any time soon.
Reece jerked uncontrollably, her muscles clenching, wordless sounds escaping her.
The actress slowed her mouth and tongue, but never let go, humming her pleasure into Reece's swollen sex.
"Faith! Enough!" Reece gasped.
"Mm, no."
Reece grabbed Faith's hair in both hands and pulled, to no avail. Not wanting to really hurt her wife, she let go and started to dig her nails into Faith's shoulders. Her lover merely growled.
"No."
Reece took deep breaths and balled her fists at her sides, giving up the fight. She could think of a million ways to die, and since this would be the very top of her list, she let her tense muscles relax a bit and squeezed her eyes shut against the over-stimulation.
Faith swirled her tongue slowly around Reece's hard clit, running her fingertips up and down the taller woman's sides.
Reece shivered and grunted from the dual sensations. "Ohh, Faith."
Faith slid two fingers inside her wife and the strained muscles grasped them. Her nostrils flared, her chin and face were soaked, and her own sex was throbbing. Not wanting to move from her paradise, yet needing relief, she began shifting her body until she was straddling Reece's face.
Reece immediately grasped Faith's hips and pulled her down to her mouth, drinking in the abundant arousal hungrily. Faith writhed on her face, and Reece groaned, spearing her tongue in and out.
Faith felt her orgasm rapidly approaching and renewed her efforts to bring Reece along with her. She sucked Reece's clit into her mouth and swatted her tongue across it in synch with Reece's oral assault on her own pussy.
Faith's stomach tensed, her thighs trembled and she came, flooding Reece with a delicious onslaught of arousal. As her wife trembled and twitched on her face, Reece's body clenched and her legs spasmed closed, tightly trapping Faith's head in place.
Reece pleaded this time. "Please, Faith… no more…"
Faith, spent, climbed off of Reece's face and flopped onto the bed in a panting heap. "God, Reece, that was … unbelievable!"
Reece lay splayed on her back groaning as an aftershock coursed through her. "Don't touch me, not even your toe." She glanced at the foot by her head and closed her eyes. "Not a toe."