The characters herein are mine. Any resemblance to real or fictional people are strictly part of your imagination. Some places in the story are real and some are fictional.
This story depicts an explicit love/sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If you are under 18 years of age or if this type of story is illegal in the state or country in which you live, please do not read it. If depictions of this nature disturb you, you may wish to read something other than this story.
Authors note: I want to take a second to thank those of you who poked and prodded me to write this sequel. I wasn't nearly done with these ladies. My list buds, who let me use their names in vain. :-)
Author's other note: Thank you's, applause and lotsa double fudge brownies to Stacia, Complx and Geebs for helping the girls to speak with proper grammar and punctuation. And to Rachel for her endless inspiration.
Special Thanks go to Ms. T For helping me find Faith's voice.
Chapters 01 - 12
Chapters 55 - 65
Faith wiggled uncomfortably in the back seat of the big black car, earning the occasional glance in the mirror from the driver. She couldn't help it. All that talking she did, stoked the embers that had been burning all day into a raging fire and she could not wait to get home to Reece... or The Animal, it really didn't matter to her any more. At this point, Animal be damned, she needed relief!
That last growl did it. Reece hadn't said a word during her last phone call, but the heavy, open mouthed breathing sounds spoke volumes to the actress. By the end of that particular call, Reece was growling and Faith was flushed. It was hours ago and it distracted the actress so much she kept flubbing her lines and everyone was ticked at her. God, but that growl! she thought with another squirm and a groan.
"Are you feeling alright, Ms. Ashford?" Barry finally asked.
"What?" Faith asked, after realizing she was being spoken to.
"I was just wondering if you were ill. You're making some awful noises. Shall I pull over?" he asked with concern as she began to turn a bit pink.
"No! Don't you dare stop this car!" Faith yelled with panic in her voice.
"Okay, I was just worried."
Feeling embarrassed for her behavior, the actress apologized and tried to hold a decent conversation until she arrived home.
Reece paced the first floor of the house, detouring to the window every few trips to look out at the dark, quiet street. Her boots made the only sound in the house, falling heavily on the wooden floors. "Where the hell is she?" she muttered as she dropped the mini blinds back into place.
Reece was jumpy, highly aroused, frustrated and getting more edgy by the second. She was more than ready for Faith, her desire was running rampant. Her head was filled with graphic details... sights, tastes and smells and it was the actress who put them there. Her ears picked up a sound and she fairly dove for the window. "It's about fucking time!" she growled as she watched the actress bound up the stairs.
Faith fumbled for her keys in vain, as the door flew open and she was practically dragged over the threshold. She flinched as the door was kicked closed and she dropped her keys with a loud clang. Securely squished between Reece and the wall, Faith finally took a breath. The overwhelming scent of leather made her exhale broken up and shaky. One strong hand held her arms high over her head as the other began to tear off her clothes. There was hot breath in her ear coming in short, moist spurts and Faith heard herself whimper. A faint ripping sound followed by a low groan made the actress' knees weak. The large hand was attempting to hold all of her ass in its grasp, groping and squeezing relentlessly. Reece suddenly dug her nails into the sensitive flesh of Faith's inner thigh and the actress gasped and jerked her hips. Reece filed that reaction away for later. Faith squealed in delight as sharp teeth met the sensitive skin of her throat. "Yes! Harder!" she urged.
As quick as a blink, the hand that was on her ass had its fingers in her mouth, pulling her lower jaw ever so slightly. Faith blinked in surprise. Reece moved her mouth from throat to ear and spoke in a low sultry whisper. "Oh, no. No more talking from you, young lady. I think you've done enough of that for today."
Faith did the one thing she shouldn't, she caressed the talented fingers with her tongue and raised her eyebrows slightly, head cocked in question. A defiant gesture that she knew would bring on the reaction she craved.
"Oh, you wanna play games, do you?" Reece asked, sliding her wet fingers to hold Faith's raised chin in place.
Faith raised one eyebrow higher and a slow grin spread across her lips as she finally took in the tight vest her lover was wearing.
Reece saw exactly where Faith's gaze landed and she took a deep breath to emphasize the area. Faith's face was heading for her cleavage and, although it took most of her control, Reece held her chin in place tightly. She narrowed her eyes and straightened up. Releasing Faith's arms, she wrapped her own around the actress and hoisted her up over her shoulder. "Fine, then we play by my rules," Reece replied with an evil chuckle.
Faith's heart beat wildly; this was what she had been waiting for all day. From her perch, the actress could see Reece's sexy denim-clad butt and her boots. She ran her hands up the muscular back, felt the thin covering of leather and shivered slightly. She remembered the boots... she thought briefly as she was deposited on the kitchen table. Hands were all over her and she was stripped to her panties in mere seconds.
"Turn over," Reece ordered quietly.
Faith took in the breathtaking sight that stood before her. "God, Reece, you're fucking gorgeous!" she breathed in amazement.
The club owner was startled for a moment and actually nodded her thanks. Recovering quickly, she leered at her almost naked lover. "Turn over and hold on to the table."
Faith saw Reece's eyes flash with excitement and her belly flip-flopped. She took one last look to memorize the view and did as she as she was told. She was face down on the table and her already stiff nipples turned into painful knots against the cold, hard surface. She closed her eyes and imagined what Reece looked like at this moment, standing in all her triumph behind her prone body. She could still see her breasts straining against the leather vest and a small groan escaped her. She felt her legs being brought together and she was pulled along the surface of the table until her ass was just at the edge. The feel of soft, worn denim on the back of her thighs made her squirm as Reece leaned over her. The warmth from her lover's legs excited her more. She opened her eyes and saw a strong hand leaning on the table by her face, just above her shoulder. She turned her head and there was the other one, the pinkie twitched a few times as she heard Reece breathe erratically in her struggle to maintain control. Faith smiled to herself and wiggled her ass into Reece's crotch.
The club owner growled as Faith's butt pressed up into her. The urge to open her legs and ride that ass nearly overwhelmed her, she was that horny, but she had an agenda, one that Faith would remember for a long time. She felt her hands twitch as they ached to touch the flesh laid out under her, but Reece needed to ground herself. She wanted this and Faith wanted this, but there had to be control. She needed to show them both that The Animal was capable of this. Not frantic, aggressive coupling, no haste and urgency. The Animal was capable of much more and Faith was the one to prove that. Reece just needed to take a breath.
Faith had a very good idea what was going on behind her as she watched the strong fingers jump in anticipation. She so desperately wanted to poke out her tongue and taste one, or two, but she knew Reece had to go at her own pace. But, god, she wanted this badly. Faith knew only one thing that may ease Reece's mind. "I love you for this, Reece."
The words made a direct hit and the club owner lowered her body closer to Faith's, but not all the way down. "And I love you, too," she whispered before she placed a gentle kiss on Faith's temple, "but enough of that. Pay back time, baby."
The actress breathed a sigh of relief as she heard the confidence of Reece's tone. She could feel the heat emanating off of Reece's torso and the now steady breaths fall across he back of her neck. It was driving her crazy to have Reece this close and not feel her or see her. She inhaled deeply and took comfort in the smells -- Reece's body, leather and a faint touch of alcohol. It made her shiver.
"Oh, I can tell how much you want me," Reece drawled into her ear.
Faith felt Reece's weight shift and a hand was suddenly on her shoulder.
"Your body is talking to me." Reece touched Faith from shoulder to shoulder, pressing down slightly, not at all teasingly. "You've been waiting to feel me on top of you all day."
Faith breathed out a sigh as she nodded. She was going to answer but remembered Reece told her not to talk. That warm hand was wreaking havoc with her senses, moving confidently, possessively down her back. She opened her eyes again and stared at the hand by her face. The veins were standing out with the stress Reece was placing on it. Faith wanted to trace them with her tongue, feel the blood rushing through them, the sustenance that powered her strong lover. A groan escaped her as Reece's other hand slipped between their lower bodies and under her panties.
"Somebody is a little wet."
Just like that, the hand was gone and Faith heard Reece sucking her fingers. She squeezed her inner muscles, making her ass cheeks flex tightly as she pictured everything she heard.
The club owner smirked at the movement; she knew what she was doing. She placed her hand back on the table, leaned down as close as she could without touching Faith and licked the back of her neck. In doing, so her breasts weighed heavily against the leather vest and her nipples became painfully hard. She groaned quietly and brushed her chest against Faith's back and the smaller woman arched dramatically, giving Reece prolonged, much needed contact. She jerked her hips reflexively into the ass beneath her and was surprised to hear such an animalistic sound rumbling from her lover.
Faith startled herself with the growl, but, for a moment, she had what she wanted and couldn't control herself. She could smell herself on Reece's fingers. The anticipation of it all made her skin burn where Reece touched her.
All at once, there was no contact from her tall lover and Faith shivered from the sudden chill. She heard the snaps pop open on the leather vest and she tensed even tighter, waiting to feel Reece's breasts touch her skin. Instead, she felt hands slide her underwear off and spread her legs wide open, displaying herself for her lover. The leather vest dangled in front of her face and Faith swallowed hard.
"You should see my tits, Faith. They're so ready for you. I bet you'd love to feel them."
The vest fell to the floor and Faith closed her eyes, imagining those beautiful breasts. Reece grunted and Faith whimpered. Reece only grunted in that particular way when her nipples were pinched. Faith knew now that she was being given a taste of her own medicine as Reece planned to torture her exactly like she had done to her all day.
"My nipples are so hard, I can't help but touch them. It feels so good. I can feel it in my clit," she grunted again. "They're so red now."
Reece's voice was sexy and low; Faith could feel herself swell and she knew Reece could see it if she looked. That aroused her even more.
"You thought it was cute, talking dirty to me all day, huh?"
Reece was suddenly standing in front of her and Faith struggled not to jump on top of her topless lover. She strained her neck to see all the way up to Reece's face.
The club owner knelt down to eye level with the panting actress, her right hand never leaving her tits. She closed her eyes and hummed, pinching her nipple in front of Faith's flushed face. "You want to do this, don't you? You thought you'd get this if you talked dirty to me all day, didn't you?" Reece licked her own nipple and Faith felt herself get soaked. The crouching temptress chuckled at the actress's pained expression. "Now you have to listen to me." Reece held Faith's panties in front of her face and sniffed them deeply. "These smell so good. You've been wet all day, haven't you?"
Faith's eyes narrowed as she watched Reece bring the crotch of her wet panties to her face and lick it. The actress jerked as she thought she felt that wet pink tongue caress her between her legs.
"God, this tastes so... mmm. You taste delicious, Faith," Reece punctuated that sentence with another lick and a serious nipple twist. After a long, self-induced groan, she stood up and disappeared behind Faith and the actress whined loudly.
Faith was dizzy from her arousal. Reece was working her into a frenzy and she hadn't even begun to touch her yet. She inhaled as she felt Reece step between her open legs, but that was all she felt. She listened carefully and heard Reece's breathing get louder, then a small moan.
"I'm driving myself crazy looking at your open pussy and playing with my tits. I can see you getting wetter."
The hitch in Reece's voice told her that her lover was telling the truth. A wave or desire shot to her center as she imagined what Reece looked like touching her tits. Faith squirmed on the table, her sweaty body sticking to the shiny surface. She wanted Reece to touch her so badly.
"I know what you want, baby, you want me to stick my face between your legs and lick you like I did your tasty panties. You want me to bury my tongue inside you so deeply that I can't breathe," Reece panted slightly, turning herself on more with every word.
Faith nodded rapidly. She lifted her ass and swayed her hips in hopes of feeling something, anything touch her. Her glistening sex, swollen and begging, danced around in front of the tall woman.
Reece stopped touching herself when she saw this. She'd never come from simply touching her tits, but, in this case, she feared she might. She needed to get a grip. Licking her dry lips, she thought of just the thing to do.
"AH!" Faith cried out and arched, slamming her pelvis into the table as Reece's nails suddenly dug into her shoulders. She hissed the entire time as they traveled down her back.
"Such pretty pink lines, Faith. You should see them," Reece traced a scratch with her fingertip. "Oh, yeah."
Faith could hear the arousal dripping off of each word. She screamed through clenched teeth and hissed again as the nails retraced their path.
"Oh, now that's a nice red. Perhaps this one may bleed," she said as she suddenly traced her tongue down the burning welt.
"Oh, god, Reece!" Faith sputtered twisting around under the assault. It felt terribly painful but in a very good way. She got wetter.
Reece pressed her crotch into Faith, hard enough to feel her jeans get damp with Faith's juices. "You can't believe how wet I am right now," Reece pushed forward until Faith's grip on the table was threatened. "Ooo... yeah, I'm dripping."
Reece growled the last two words and Faith felt like she may explode. She nearly did when suddenly the denim was gone and fingers explored between her legs. "Shit..." she whispered.
"Oh, Faith... this is all for me?"
Faith heard the sucking sounds again along with the sound of a zipper. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to ignore the arousing, burning sensation on her back, instead picturing Reece sliding out of her jeans. This image caused burning sensations elsewhere and she moaned.
"I do recall you wanted me to keep my boots on, didn't you?"
Faith nodded and twisted her neck to try and catch a glimpse of her naked lover. Instead, Reece's jeans landed on her face, inside out and crotch first. She inhaled deeply. Reece wasn't kidding around. She was soaked and Faith ate up the scent as if she needed it to survive.
"Does it smell good?" Reece pressed the material into Faith's face and she could feel her nodding. "I'm not wearing underwear. You made me so hot, I rubbed myself into these pants all day." Faith whimpered. "Yeah, you missed that, poor baby. Maybe you'd like to see that now?"
Before Faith could answer, the nails were back. "Oh, GOD!" she writhed under the attack and thought she may faint with the pain and pleasure.
"Poor, poor baby, do you need some ice?"
Faith heard the tinkling sound and tensed as tight as she'd ever been in her life.
Reece chuckled. The sight of her trembling lover stretched out on the table, bright red marks down the length of her back, sweat dribbling down the sides of her neck, gave her a rush like she'd never before felt with Faith.
The actress felt Reece's hair before she felt the words blow across her ear.
"Do you want me to stop?" she whispered playfully, confident in Faith's answer.
"Please don't. Please..." Faith whimpered.
"I thought you'd say that."
"Jesus!" Faith yelled as the freezing wet fingers suddenly entered her steaming sex. "Reece!" she rooted her ass up and around as the fingers stayed firmly buried deeply inside.
"Did that cool you off?" she grinned against Faith's ear. "Sometimes, when my hands are really cold I like to touch myself," she groaned for emphasis. "My freezing fingers teasing my hard nipples," she removed her fingers and painted Faith's lips with her own arousal then held her chin, turning her face all the way to the side. "It makes me so wet, so hot."
Faith fell limp when Reece's lips covered her own, sucking and nibbling them, driving her even crazier with each suck. She moaned and twisted under the heavy body to no avail. One of Reece's hands found its way to Faith's ass and she squeezed it roughly, grunting into her frenzied kiss. Faith's head fell back to the table when Reece let go of her chin. She groaned at the loss of lip contact, it was the first kiss she had gotten and she hoped it wouldn't be the last. This was much more than she asked for or hoped for tonight. This was every bit The Animal and she sucked it all up, but this was a different Animal and she had a feeling she'd be seeing a lot more of this one if she had anything to say about it. A guttural moan broke through her thoughts.
"God, that feels good," Reece groaned.
"Tell me..." Faith dared.
"I'm rubbing my clit," Reece panted.
"Are you going to come?" Faith closed her eyes and pictured this sight.
After some hesitation, Reece replied. "No," she said, much more controlled than a second ago. "I'm gonna come on your ass like you did to me."
"Oh, god...." Faith groaned with the memory of what that felt like.
"What a beautiful ass to come on."
"FUCK!" The nails were back with a vengeance and they went all the way down to the backs of her thighs. "Oh... oh... oh..." Faith whimpered continuously.
"Oh yeah, now that's pretty. Little pink trails all over your sexy, fuckable ass," Reece purred setting Faith's sex on fire.
The actress hissed loudly as the nails traveled back up to the small of her back and then down again.
"Very pretty," Reece slipped a hand between Faith's legs, "and I see you don't mind a bit."
"Reece... please..." Faith begged for relief.
Reece straddled Faith's right leg and pressed her sex into the ass cheek, groaning in pleasure as she made contact with the slick skin. "Yeah, that feels incredible. I can... see the attraction, Faith." Reece faltered as Faith flexed her muscles.
The actress's knuckles were white and she could hardly feel her fingers. She was afraid if she let go, Reece would stop and that would kill her. "Reece? My fingers hurt..." she whispered.
Instantly, larger hands covered her own and peeled her fingers away. Reece stretched her arms on top of Faith's and lay her upper body down on top of her. Faith felt incredible with Reece on top of her, just as she always did. She moaned and grit her teeth as Reece's sweat stung her scratched back. Her lover's nipples were hard, very hard and she could feel their stiffness digging into her body.
"Better?" she whispered into Faith's ear, reveling in the shiver that shook the body beneath hers.
Faith nodded, she couldn't speak because Reece started to grind herself into her ass cheek again. The amount of wetness surprised Faith, she hadn't remembered ever feeling Reece so drenched. Her mouth watered at the prospect of tasting such wetness, such abundant sweetness caused by her and for her alone.
"Oh yeah, Faith... this is good."
Reece breathed directly into Faith's ear. The actress grunted as the heavy weight on top of her pressed her into the table. Faith felt strong fingers thread through hers and she closed her fingers around the longer ones, squeezing tightly. Reece continued to grind slowly into Faith, breathing quiet groans and grunts into her ear. The actress wanted nothing more than to have her gorgeous lover come this way, but her sex was throbbing, it was on fire and she felt the wet slickness she caused pool on the table under her body. This was torture and she had to do something.
Reece felt Faith trying to slide lower, attempting to make contact with her leg. The club owner stopped moving briefly to decide what to do. "You want me to touch you?"
"Yessss..." Faith whimpered. "Please touch me!"
Reece stood back up. "I'm still gonna fuck your ass Faith." She slid an arm beneath her lover and stomped a booted foot onto the table.
Faith turned her head and lifted her arm to see what that was. She was greeted by the view of Reece, naked except for the boot, her leg up on the table giving Faith a clear view of her spread sex.
"Oh god yes!" She breathed heavily as the arm underneath her pulled her lower, connecting her center with the leg still on the floor.
"Is this what you want?" Reece growled, leaning forward to resume her earlier activity.
"Mmm hmm," Faith nodded replacing her hand to the edge of the table, her free arm curling around her head. Reece's muscular thigh crushed into her wetness with a steady rhythm, she thought she would scream.
"Oh, this is good. Can you feel my clit? I'm so ready to come on you..."
The actress clenched her head tighter and moved her face to the side, finding a spot of cold on the table on which to lay her hot cheek. She did feel Reece's clit; her entire focus was on that small bit of flesh as it rubbed up and down on her flexed ass. She remembered distinctly how it felt to ride her lover in this manner, seeing the tall woman at her mercy, stretched out underneath her as she took her pleasure. "Oh god, Reece... more!"
The club owner lifted herself up and braced her body on her left hand. The loss of her lover's weight made the smaller woman whimper. Seeing the hand so close to her face, Faith slid her head over and touched the thumb with her tongue. Reece lifted that digit and allowed the lips to envelop it. Faith swirled her tongue around it and sucked it deep into her mouth.
"Jesus, that's nice... I'm so close, baby..." Reece slid her free arm under her lover and lifted her ass higher, thrusting herself against it.
Faith took the tip of Reece's thumb between her teeth and worked her tongue back and forth across it. Reece jerked against her erratically and Faith groaned. "Yeah, baby, come on me..." she spoke around the finger in her mouth.
"God... what you're doing... your tongue..." Reece growled. "Feel me?" the club owner asked between pants.
"Yes..." Faith replied breathlessly. The velvety softness of Reece's skin, in contrast with the wet stickiness of her pubic hairs grinding against her ass, fuelled her fires impossibly high. She pushed her ass back harder into her lover's taut, trembling thigh muscle, her upturned ass fucking Reece's leg just as passionately as the club owner fucked her.
The tall woman's nostrils flared at the carnal sight before her. She'd done this many times before, but never did she feel this fevered burning inside that Faith's body was causing. An explosion was brewing in her sex and she was almost frightened by its intensity. Pulling her hand away from Faith's mouth, she gripped the actress's shoulder strongly, knowing that if she didn't, she would thrust the small woman off the table and into the wall. The feelings were so intense, there was no way she was going to be able to control herself when she blew... and she was going to blow... big time.
Faith's internal fire flamed higher, her painfully tight nipples sliding against the hard, sweat-slicked table. She needed, craved Reece's mouth on her body. As if reading her mind, the tall woman fell against her back, completely draped over her body, a hot wet mouth sucking the skin on her shoulder.
It was building, her clit was pulsating and her legs began to shake. Reece dropped down onto her lover heavily, her fingers digging into the actress's left shoulder. She was going to scream; her mouth found purchase on the salty, damp skin of Faith's right shoulder and she sucked the flesh in through her teeth. Faith writhed and bucked; the club owner grunted wordlessly as her sex ground harder. Oh god! she thought, as her mouth was full of Faith's delicious skin.
The actress whimpered continuously, somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered if Reece was drawing blood with her mouth, her shoulder was on fire, it burned as hotly as her back. Her sex screamed as Reece's leg lost contact when the tall woman hunched against her ass desperately. The club owner released the suction of her lips and groaned hoarsely into her neck.
"Oh god... oh god... fuck... oh god..."
Faith braced herself, reaching up and gripping the edge of the table tightly. Reece covered that hand with her own and Faith felt her heart beating violently in anticipation. Reece sucked in a breath and held it, as her lower body took on a mind of its own. The shudders wracked through her frame and the breath she was holding came out in a long, deep groan. The tall woman's fingers squeezed the smaller hand in time with the orgasmic contractions, her pubic bone digging roughly into her ass cheek.
Faith grit her teeth against the onslaught of sensation. She could hardly breathe with the weight on her body. Reece was coming in a big way, twitching and jerking uncontrollably. The sounds she was making so close to her ear were making Faith shiver.
"Oh fuck... Faith..." Reece murmured into her lover's neck, her orgasm taking total control of her body.
"Yes, baby... come on my ass... yes!" Faith squeezed her eyes shut, picturing the way Reece looked on top of her, the muscles in her back, sweaty and glistening, her sexy ass jerking violently, fucking her. She felt her own clit contract in pleasure and an uncontrollable climax skittered through her body. "Shit, baby..."
Reece whimpered as her body started to slow down. She breathed in deeply and tried to lift her twitching sex off of Faith's ass but didn't have the strength. She groaned through an aftershock and foggily registered Faith's body tense up and shudder, so she moved her head, sucked the wet skin of her neck into her mouth and bit down.
"Ohhhh, Reece... " Faith groaned as her center spasmed one last time.
The club owner lay there, on top of her lover, trying desperately to catch her breath. She knew she'd have to move her head out of Faith's neck in order to get fresh oxygen, but her body wouldn't respond. "Help me," she whispered hoarsely into Faith's ear.
The small woman shuddered violently. "Oh, baby... "
Reece managed a chuckle through her dry throat. "You came, too," she said after licking her lips.
"Yeah, but it was a small one. I need more," Faith grinned into the table not having the desire to try and move.
"And I'd be happy to assist you, if I could bring myself to move." The club owner still needed to catch her breath.
"That was wild, Reece. It was... god, it just was," the actress sighed in contentment. She flexed her ass as she remembered and Reece growled in her ear.
"Oh, no, this time you're gonna work for it, Faith," Reece said with a smirk. "Just give me a minute."
Faith chuckled, "Give me five and you have a deal."
Reece woke up from the sensation of a heavy weight on her chest. That can't be the little man, can it? She didn't remember falling asleep, but grinned when she did recall what made her so tired. Opening her eyes and looking down, she chuckled. Faith was sprawled out on top of her, arms and legs akimbo, her face nestled under the tall woman's chin. Reece wrapped an arm around her and the actress whined and flinched. The club owner craned her neck and spotted the bright red marks that covered her lover's body. Oh, fuck me! she frowned and removed her arm gently. That's gotta burn. I am so sorry, Faith. She blew down the sleeping woman's back and watched with a raised eyebrow as goose bumps broke out all over Faith's arms. Oh, you like that, huh? She blew again, aiming the cool stream of air at the scratch marks. Faith shivered this time and a small sound of pleasure escaped her lips. Reece smirked as she felt Faith's nipples harden against her chest. She blew again.
"What are you doing?" Faith mumbled in a sleepy voice.
"Nothing," came the innocent reply, "just laying here."
Faith lifted her head and gave Reece a suspicious look, then yawned widely. The club owner chuckled as she poked Faith in the open mouth. The actress narrowed her eyes and pretended to bite Reece's finger, but instead kissed it.
"I thought not. You like that particular finger."
"I like all of your fingers, baby," Faith said before she braced her hands on Reece's shoulders and sat up, arching her back in a lengthy stretch. "Mmmmmm, yeah," she groaned, throwing her head back and rotating her neck. She let go of her lover's shoulders, lifted her arms up over and then behind her head.
Reece propped herself on her elbows and her mouth dropped open. That was the sexiest thing she had ever seen... or felt. When Faith arched her back, she pressed her sex into Reece's stomach and presented her tits, stiff nipples and all, as an offering. Far be it for Reece to turn down such an offer.
Faith yelped and grabbed the back of Reece's head as her left breast was being ravished. "God, Reece! Hungry?"
"Mmm hmm," the club owner nodded, wrapping both arms around Faith's waist.
"By all means... Oh! Easy baby..." Faith pulled Reece's hair accidentally when the club owner nipped too hard. Reece growled. Faith smirked. "So you liked that?" she asked with a short tug on the black locks.
Reece inhaled loudly and doubled her attentions to Faith's breast. The actress lifted an eyebrow with great interest and moved one hand to the back of Reece's neck. Faith felt the club owner stiffen slightly. She yanked a hand full of hair again and the club owner growled and nipped. Faith had to dig her nails into Reece's neck to pull her back. Careful, that's your nipple she's attacking...
Reece moved to the other breast, her pulse was racing and she heard herself groan as Faith held her by the neck. The hand in her hair adjusted, tugged a bit forcefully and the club owner received a tingle in her sex, telling her that this was a very welcome sensation. You learn something new... she thought as she groaned.
Already turned on by her lover lavishing such attention on her breasts, Faith became instantly wet at the sounds Reece was making. She dragged her nails across the back of Reece's neck and the club owner jumped and breathed out hard around her nipple. Faith couldn't help but push her hips down, taking pleasure from the pressure on her clit. The tall woman slid a leg up and bent her knee, propping the foot on the bed. The actress felt herself being moved down between Reece's spread legs. She groaned as her sensitive sex dragged down over Reece's pubic hair.
Reece bent her other knee and opened her legs wide, she pulled her mouth away from Faith's breast to breathe when their centers touched. Faith looked so sexy with that pink flush covering her face. Her breasts were glistening with saliva and her nipples were as hard as the club owner had ever seen them. She held Faith in place and scooted them across the bed until she rested her back against the headboard.
"I love when we make love like this," Faith admitted breathlessly. "I love the connection... it's so intense." Faith's ass was on the bed and she rearranged her legs until they were in a comfortable position on the outside of her lover's. Reece's hands skimmed up her back and she closed her eyes and hissed. "Careful, baby... it stings back there."
"I'm so sorry."
"Don't be, every time I think about those scratches, I get wet. Watch, touch them."
Reece brought her hand from Faith's shoulder and touched lightly down her back. The actress shivered and pressed herself into Reece's center.
"God, baby..." Faith groaned. "I don't know what felt better, you touching my back or touching your clit."
Reece smirked playfully, "Faith has a nail fetish... Faith has a nail fetish..."
The actress jammed her sex into the club owner's, which shut her up immediately. "Reece has a pussy fetish... Reece has a pussy fetish..." she sang as she ground herself into her lover.
"Oh, yeah... I love it when you talk dirty," Reece teased.
Faith grabbed the tall woman by the hair. "Shut up and make me come."
Reece got back from the gym to find Cori drinking a cup of coffee at the kitchen table, Smudge asleep on her lap. She kicked off her sneakers and followed her nose to the coffee pot. "Freak," she acknowledged as she passed the dancer, picking up the puppy. "Mine."
"Asshole," Cori nodded back "or shall I say... Animal," she added with a smirk.
Reece turned around after pouring herself a mug of coffee and leaned against the counter, the dog nestled comfortably in the crook of her arm. She raised an eyebrow at the dancer as she drank.
"You're sweating on the dog, Faith hates that. Hey, speaking of Faith, you didn't disappoint, did you?"
"What the hell are you babbling about?" Reece crossed her ankles and leaned her elbow behind her on the counter.
"You know, last night. Did it work?" Cori wiggled her eyebrows. "The phone calls?"
Reece narrowed her eyes. "I should have known. I knew you'd corrupt my innocent Faith one day." The club owner pushed off from the counter and sat in the chair across from Cori.
"We are talking about the same Faith? The one who begged me to help her get The Animal to fuck her brains out?"
Reece stared at the dancer in disbelief. "She told you that? I was only joking! I didn't know she'd actually call you."
"Well, she did, she was desperate. It seems our little, innocent Faith likes it when you throw her down and fuck her," Cori snickered.
"Then, no," Reece grinned into her mug.
"I definitely didn't disappoint," she smiled rakishly and put the pup on the floor, watching as he plopped down under the table.
Cori's eyes widened. "It worked?" She stood up and shook her ass at Reece.
"Now what the hell are you doing?" the club owner laughed at the display.
"Once upon a time, in a land far away, there was a maniac named Reece Corbett."
"Cori, get on with it."
"Well, any way, you said, 'Make me' and I said 'I can make you do anything' and then you said 'The day that you make me do something is the day I'll get on my knees and kiss your ass'." The dancer moved her butt right in Reece's face. "Shall I drop my pants now or would you rather do it on stage tonight?"
"Get your ass out of my face, Freak!" Reece was laughing. "You didn't make me do anything."
Faith came into the kitchen wearing a very tiny pink camisole and even tinier matching pink panties, rubbing her head and dragging her feet.
"Come on, Reece, you said! And I did make you, indirectly, 'cuz I told her what to do!" Cori teased wiggling her butt for all it was worth.
"Get the fuck out of here! I will not!"
Faith poured herself a cup of coffee and leaned her head against the fridge. "What's the problem?"
"She wants me to kiss her ass!"
"Shut up! I never said I promise!"
"Reece, just kiss her ass."
Both women turned to look at Faith.
"I have a pounding headache and the world's worst cramps. I'm waiting for the ibuprofen to work, so either kiss her ass or shut the hell up."
Reece shot Cori a glare and the dancer danced her ass around in circles. "I will not," Reece stage whispered.
"You lie. I'm not your friend any more." Cori stuck her tongue out at Reece and the club owner grabbed it. "Ahhh... et doe eece!
"Put your ass away and I will."
"Reece, let go of her tongue, now."
Faith didn't raise her voice; she didn't have to, her tone spoke volumes. Reece let go of Cori's tongue and slid her chair over to her suffering lover with a pout on her lips. "Come here, sweetheart."
Cori mimicked Reece and she glared at her.
"Reece, I don't feel good," Faith whined. "It's all your fault."
"My fault?" Reece asked in confusion.
"Yes. You sucked it out of me, now make it go away," she sat down on Reece's lap and nestled her face in the tall woman's neck. The club owner rubbed the back of Faith's head. "Mmmm, I love the way your neck smells."
Reece smiled indulgently and held Faith closer.
"You always make me feel better just by holding me," the actress breathed into her lover's neck.
"Look, a Hallmark moment. Let me go buy a card, quick."
"Shut up, Freak."
Cori raised her eyebrow at Faith. "Oh sure, I'm the one who gave you drugs and this is the thanks I get?" she pouted.
Faith got up and sat on Cori's lap, nestling her face in her neck. "Better?" she giggled.
Reece's eyes went wide. "Hey, is it alright that I'm turned on by that?" Faith shot her a look. "I was just asking," she mumbled.
Cori gulped, "Uumm... Faith, you better get up. Reece has that look in her eye."
Reece did indeed have a wolfish look about her. Faith climbed off of her friend. "Didn't you get enough?"
"I can never get enough of you." Reece opened her arms. Cori made gagging gestures.
"Please, baby, if you really love me, you'll rub my back."
"I'm afraid I'll hurt you cause of... you know," she gestured towards Faith's back and Cori gasped.
"Shit, look at those marks! Wow! Reece... you did that to her?"
"Well, she did stuff to me this morning!" Reece said defensively.
"Wow. Did it feel good? Does it hurt now? Wow."
"Enough, Cori, Geez!" Reece growled.
"Honey, I told you it's okay; don't feel guilty." Faith shot Cori a warning look.
"Maybe you should put ice on it?" Cori offered.
Faith's nipples hardened to Reece's delight, and Cori's shock, then she groaned and clutched her belly.
"Why'd you have to go and say that for, Cori? Now she hurts again."
"Yeah, well those nipples did look painfully hard."
Faith blushed beet red. "So, I get turned on by the mere mention of them. It felt really good. I admit it. Okay?" she huffed and threw herself in a chair.
The dancer looked at the club owner and they both shrugged.
Reece knelt down in front of Faith and looked up forgivingly through her lashes "I'm sorry, babe. We won't talk about them any more."
"Okay. Thanks," Faith whispered and leaned over to kiss her lover.
"Oh, you're good, Reece," Cori shook her head and chuckled.
The doorbell rang and everyone sat around looking at each other until Reece finally stood up. "Who could that be?" she muttered as she left the room. When the club owner opened the door, she grimaced hard.
"Surprise!" Marsha whispered and put a finger on her lips. Quinn just shrugged. "Where's Faith?" the older woman mouthed.
Oh boy! Reece hung her head and groaned.
Faith was about to see who was at the door when Reece spoke loudly from the front door.
"What a great surprise, Mrs. and Mr. A!"
Faith froze, rooted to the spot. She had nowhere to hide and nothing to cover herself within reach. As her parents stepped into the kitchen, she waved and smiled weakly from behind Cori's chair.
"Mom! Dad!" Crap!
Marsha closed in on her daughter with her open arms and Faith grimaced even before their bodies met.
Reece smiled painfully from the doorway as she watched Marsha enclose her arms around her lover's stinging back and rub.
Cori looked back and forth between the occupants of the kitchen in anticipation of something big.
Marsha let go of her daughter and gave her scrunched up face a puzzled expression. "What's wrong, dear? Are you in some sort of pain? Why are you making that face?"
"Cramps," Faith covered and bent over just a bit. This stopped her father from approaching and he just waved and smiled instead.
"Heat, sweetheart, you must put heat on them. Is it your back? I know how bad you used to suffer with a backache. Let me rub..."
"NO!" Faith jumped back from her mom. "It's okay, I'll live."
"Goodness, Faith, a little jumpy today aren't we?"
"That's been happening lately, Mrs. A. Some sort of PMS," Cori offered with a genuine smile.
"Well, hello Cori! How are you? Dear, look, it's Cori," she narrowed her eyes at her husband.
"Yeah, hi," Quinn mumbled. "Faith, maybe you should put some clothes on?"
"Oh, yeah, daddy. I wasn't expecting anyone." Faith walked sideways towards the door until she collided with her mother. Turning around to catch her mom before she fell, she inadvertently exposed her back to her father.
"Faith! What the hell happened to your back!?"
Marsha spun her daughter around and gasped, "Oh, my god! What is that!?"
Reece attempted to sneak out of the room until Faith's dagger-filled glare pinned her to the spot.
"Well? What the hell is all that?"
"Now, Daddy... it's really nothing..." Faith stammered to her beet-red father.
"Nothing? NOTHING?" he repeated.
"It was her," she pointed to Reece whose eyes threatened to bug right out of her head.
"Oh, Theresa! You must be more careful! Were your nails clean?
Faith's eyebrows disappeared into her hair.
"Uh, yeah?" Reece answered quietly, still keeping her eye on the fuming man in her kitchen.
Marsha tsked and shook her finger at her daughter and Reece, "Maybe we should put ice..."
"Anyone want coffee?" Cori cut in.
Faith crossed her arms over her hardening nipples, already dying of embarrassment.
"You did that to her? Under what circumstances would someone who claims to love her, make marks like that?" Quinn asked loudly causing Reece to stand taller.
Reece glared at Quinn, "Just you wait a minute, Mr. Ashford..."
"I wanted her to. I liked it, Daddy. Now, butt out."
"She scratched you and you... you wanted... and she..." He looked back and forth between the two women until he understood. "Ohhhh... I see. Oh, Christ, Faith," he blushed brightly.
Everyone stood in awkward silence until Cori stepped forward wagging her finger.
"And that, ladies and gentleman, is why your mother told you that you should never tease the Animal."
Faith blushed harder and Reece snickered.
"You know, dear, if you put a little aloe and Vitamin E on those, they'll heal faster," Marsha stated.
"I don't even want to know how you know that," Faith covered her face and shook her head in her hands.
Quinn glanced at his reddish daughter and then at her puffed-up girlfriend. He looked Reece up and down a few times before making eye contact and then he smirked.
"Hey, she did stuff to me, too!" she once again said defensively and pulled down the neck of her shirt until half her breast was showing. "See?"
Quinn, Cori and Marsha all stepped close and squinted.
"Oh, yeah, I see that," Cori said first, elbowing Marsha.
"Why of course! Me too," Marsha agreed, winking at Quinn.
"Oh, sure, there it is," he nodded and backed up with the rest of them.
"See? I told you. Faith is a wild animal, sir." Reece fixed her shirt and stomped across the kitchen to throw herself in a chair.
Faith rolled her eyes. "I'm going to get dressed now."
Marsha and Quinn stared at Cori who smiled brightly back at them. "Wanna see my marks?" she asked happily.
Reece dropped her forehead to the table and groaned.
When Faith finished showering and dressing, she came down the stairs into the Twilight Zone. The first thing she saw was two asses greeting her from the dining room. "Mother? Cori?"
"Oh, Faith! This puppy is so precious!" Marsha squealed from under the table.
"I think you're frightening him with that frequency, Mom."
"Who's the little man? Who? You are!" Marsha continued to squeak.
Faith turned to shoot Reece a look. Little man... but Reece wasn't there. Entering the living room, the actress had to catch her breath from shock. There was her lover and her father sitting on the couch, wearing identical outfits. "MOTHER!"
Marsha came running. "What? What is it?" she panicked. Cori skidded right behind her.
Faith pointed open mouthed to the couch. Her Father and Reece were shoulder to shoulder, wearing motorcycle jackets and boots, leafing through a biker magazine together.
"Why, look at that," Marsha snorted. "He looks every inch the rebel with whom I first fell in love with."
"Well, there you go, Faith. You subconsciously went after the same type of..."
"Please, Cor, don't go there... please."
"Hey, Faith!" Reece said excitedly. "I'm gonna take your old man for a ride."
"You're what?" Faith and Marsha exchanged shocked looks.
"Reece here is going to take me for a ride on her pig."
"Hog," Cori corrected.
"That's right," Quinn beamed.
"Oh dear, please be careful!" Marsha worried.
"Reece? Are you sure you want to take my father on your bike?"
"Yeah, no sweat. Just a few times around the block," she shrugged.
They watched as Quinn and Reece clomped their way across the hallway. Reece opened the closet and tossed the older man a helmet, which he put on backwards.
"I know, Faith. I'll fix it."
The two disappeared out the door to the astonishment of the women.
"I can't believe she's taking Dad on the bike."
"I can't believe they're suddenly best friends," Marsha shook her head in wonder.
"I can't believe they have the same size foot," Cori patted Faith on the shoulder.
They heard the rumble of Reece's Harley and all three women ran to the window to witness this event. Faith snickered first, Marsha snorted next and Cori all out laughed as they pulled away.
"That certainly was a sight," Marsha giggled.
"Dad's fat ass hanging off the sides of Reece's bike or his knees squeezing the shit out of her?"
"It was his Fruit of the Looms that did it for me," Cori chuckled.
"Well, I don't know what happened, but I sure am delighted that they get along now, Faith."
"I know what you mean, Mom, but I really don't know if I want the two of them hanging around together.
"I feel for you, hon," Cori shook her head.
The group made their way into the kitchen and sat around the table. Faith fiddled with her coffee cup and Cori picked up the puppy.
"So what brings you here, Mrs. A?
"OH, I forgot! We saw the accountant this morning and since we were in the neighborhood..."
"You decided to drop in and mortify me."
"Now, dear, if you and your woman could be more discreet with your sexual escapades and not walk around half naked..."
"Mother! You dropped in on us. I can walk around any way I choose in my house."
"I didn't mind," Cori shrugged.
"Of course not; I hear you like to watch," Marsha teased.
"God!" Cori blushed and Faith laughed. "That's so not true. I'm gonna kill Reece"
"Before you kill anyone, do you want to go shopping?" Mrs. Ashford asked.
"Oh yeah," Faith nodded.
Idling at a red light, Mr. Ashford loosened his death grip on Reece. "You want to tell me again why I'm doing this?"
"Because I threatened you," Reece called back behind her.
"Oh yeah." He shook out his numb fingers.
"I told you, we have to get along or at least make it look like it." Reece revved up the motor to end the conversation.
Quinn took hold of Reece's body again as the light changed and said a few Hail Mary's for good measure. Finally opening his eyes, he noticed they were not in the neighborhood any more. Keeping his eyes open, he found that he rather liked being on the back of the machine and relaxed some.
Reece felt the man ease up on the squeezing and smiled to herself. No one can resist a ride. For you, Faith, I'll do anything.
Quinn whooped at the next light. "This is great!" he shouted enthusiastically. "Hey, where are we going?"
"To my favorite florist; Faith doesn't feel well."
"You surprise me, Reece... in a good way."
"Yeah, I surprise myself," she chuckled as she started away from the green light.
Quinn felt exhilarated, the sound of the bike and the feel of the wind made him giddy. He also bought flowers for his wife. When the florist asked Reece who her friend was and she replied, 'The old man,' Quinn felt himself puff up a bit. "Hey, thanks, you didn't have to say anything, you know."
"No, I didn't," Reece stated.
"Then why?" Mr. A stopped her from getting on the bike.
"Because Faith and me are forever. You come with."
Quinn smiled, "You're not half bad Corbett."
"Gimme a chance, I'll show you bad," Reece growled playfully.
"Faith loves you unconditionally. That's all I need to know."
"And that's all I need to survive. Let's get going. They're probably worried about us."
It was a good thing that Reece called home to see if the girls wanted anything before she and Quinn headed back. Learning of the shopping trip, she had to go back into the florist and reschedule delivery for the evening. Guess that ibuprofen finally kicked in, she thought with a smile. Too bad I gave Barry the day off, they have to cab it now, she thought with a small scowl. Looking over to her girlfriend's father sitting patiently on the motorcycle, she closed her eyes and sighed. What am I going to do with him all day? I suppose I could take him instead of Faith... She appeared deep in thought for a short while. Nah, I don't think I can handle that. It's too 'Father-In-Law' for me. "So, where to, Pops?" she slapped Quinn on the back and he fell forward on the bike seat.
"Pops? No, I don't like it. Think of something else," he shook his helmeted head back and forth.
Reece climbed on the bike. "Suit yourself, you're with me today."
"What did you have planned for today before we showed up? Sorry about that, anyway -- it wasn't my idea."
"No worries and you don't want to know what I had planned for today. Trust me," she threw a shit-eating grin over her shoulder causing Quinn to clear his throat.
"Marsha was thrilled that Faith had the day off," he shrugged. "I told her she didn't want to come barging in on Faith's first day off, I figured you'd have... plans," he blushed a little as he said it.
"Yeah, well..." Reece nodded and turned on the bike. "Any place special, Pops?" she shouted over the engine.
"Lead the way, Theresa," he snickered.
Reece bowed her head slightly and chuckled. I deserved that. "Okay, hang on, old man, we're going for a ride," she yelled and peeled away from the curb.
Quinn grabbed fistfuls of leather jacket and held on tightly. Old man...I think I prefer 'Pops'...
It wasn't even noon before Marsha, Cori and Faith arrived at the shopping Mecca of New York City. They left the cab in a flurry of excitement and started to scatter in three directions.
"Hey! Wait a sec. Let's go together so we don't get lost," Cori suggested.
"I'm a big girl, Cor, I can shop all by myself."
"Humor me, Faith. You don't realize how high profile you became with that little stunt at the studio. Reece would absolutely slaughter me if anything happened to you."
"You know, she's right, dear. All the queer people know your face."
"And, that's a bad thing because..."
"Faith, the gay chicks want you and the homophobes despise you. Either way, that spells trouble. Please?" she pouted.
Faith turned to her mother for support, but Marsha was pouting just the same. "Oh, all right!" she threw up her hand. "Fine, we'll go together."
"Goodie!" Marsha clapped her hands like an excited child. "Can we go to Niketown?"
Faith stopped walking and eyed her mom. "I was expecting Bergdorf's, but, sure, I can do Niketown."
"Fine, your father needs new sneakers and I really want to try one of those sports bras..." she thought for a moment, "oh, and those shorts that Theresa wears; they look so slimming."
"Lycra, Mrs. A? I don't know about that," Cori said skeptically. "It'll look like you have a watermelon in the back of your drawers." Cori raised an eyebrow at Faith, who looked ill, apparently picturing her mother in said garment.
"Mom, do we have to be there when you try it on?"
"Of course! How else will I know how it looks?"
A sports bra mom? I don't know about this..."
"You're pretty ample there, Mrs. A. I'm thinking it will look like you have one giant boob in the middle of your chest."
"Thank you, Cori -- Queen of Vivid Imagery," Faith grimaced.
Faith's face was severely pinched as they left Niketown and headed to the 'safety zone'. You can't go wrong at The Gap. She practically flew passed Victoria's Secret, much to the dismay of her friend.
"Hey, Faith, wait up, they're having a thong sale!"
"Are you willing to take Mother in there?" she pointed at the large lingerie store.
"On second thought, I have the catalogue."
"I thought not. Let's go, we're pretty safe with chinos."
Quinn was content to sit on the back of the bike and let Reece lead them. He had no idea where they were going, only that they headed out of the city and into Brooklyn. After the harrowing experience of being on a motorcycle crossing the Brooklyn Bridge, the man was finally at ease and enjoying the ride.
Reece picked her brain at what to do with Quinn. At first, she thought about taking him to the pool hall, but then decided against it. It was too risky. Someone was bound to make some comment about her that would raise Quinn's eyebrows. Then she thought of just riding out to nowhere and that was nixed. Quinn was sure to be sore and need to use a bathroom soon. Fine. We'll go. I can do it. "You alright back there?" Reece asked at the first light since leaving the highway.
"Yeah, where are we going?" he adjusted his grip, yet still his fingers hurt.
"Since we're both not thrilled with the idea of you hugging me, put your hands in my jacket pockets; it'll take the load off your fingers."
"Thanks," he slipped his hands into the pockets and found them very warm and comfortable. Ahhh, that's much better. "You haven't answered my question."
"You'll see when we get there."
Quinn sighed. He hated not knowing where they we're going, but was excited at the same time. He had never done anything like this before and he was wondering what had taken him so long. Perhaps this is a mid-life crisis? he wondered. He sighed again.
Reece misread the sighs. "Okay, we're going to a baseball game."
"Baseball?" He cocked his head. There wasn't any baseball in Brooklyn.
"I was going to surprise Faith with it today, but since I wound up with you, you'll be my date," she joked.
Suddenly Quinn remembered. "The new stadium in Coney Island? Isn't that a minor league team?"
"You don't want to go?" she asked in alarm. She had no other ideas.
"Yes! I want to go! This is fantastic!! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I had no idea if I really wanted to do such a thing. I don't know that I like you that much yet," she said honestly.
"Well... okay... I can see your point."
"Don't sweat it, Pops, I like you a little... enough to take you to a ball game."
"Oh, wow. Thank you, Reece. I never would have expected it." She's really something.
"It's nothing." My ass. I'm, doing a father-son thing here... god help me.
Quinn smiled broadly behind Reece. This, he never imagined. He never took Faith to a ball game and here he was, going with Reece. She was going to take Faith to her first ball game. Suddenly Quinn felt sad. He waited until the next light to express himself. "Reece, I'm sorry we ruined your day. I'm sure Faith would have been mighty excited to see her first baseball game with you today."
"Her first? She's never been?" Reece felt disappointed to be spending the day with Quinn now.
"Well, I was always too busy," he floundered.
"Faith adored you. Did you know that?" She turned halfway around in her seat to see the sad face of her girlfriend's father.
"Yes, I know. I don't know what happened between us, she was my little girl. Now I feel like shit."
And he looks like it, too. Reece sighed, "Look, what's past is past, we can't change that. Trust me on that one."
"Forget it, it doesn't work. You're stuck with the mistakes for the rest of your life." Quinn looked miserable and Reece pulled the bike over to the curb. "I tell you what, we don't have to go to the game today... I'll give you the season tickets and you can tell Faith that they're yours.
"Why would you do that? You don't owe me anything... I don't understand."
"No, I don't owe you a thing... but you owe Faith."
"You'd really do that for me?" Quinn was shocked.
"I'd do it for Faith. I'd do anything for Faith. Anything," Reece stated.
"I believe you." He studied Reece with new eyes. She was still very imposing... and she still scared him, but he respected her and he trusted her... with Faith's life.
Reece began to sweat under the scrutiny and she fingered her jacket uncomfortably. "What are you looking at?"
Quinn chuckled, "You know, I am afraid of you, you don't have to give me that look."
"You were staring at me and I hate that."
"Can we go to the game now?" he asked with a smile.
"Sure, I guess so. Nothing else to do," she said feiging boredom.
"With the girls out shopping, we have to whole afternoon together."
The club owner winced, thinking about spending the entire afternoon with Quinn. "Whatever. Let's go." Reece was highly uncomfortable with the new relationship. She knew it was the right thing to do, but it was new and very unusual for her. Acting civil wasn't going to be hard, but it was going to be new. Reece hated new.
"Thank you for all of this," Quinn said sincerely.
Reece nodded and pointed the bike in the direction of Coney Island.
The girls were settling into a booth for a late lunch when Faith's phone rang. After climbing over the many bags beside her, the actress finally found the phone and smiled broadly upon hearing the voice.
Faith strained to here Reece over the background noise, "Where are you?"
"You'd never believe me if I told you."
"Me and Pops are at a baseball game."
Faith didn't know what was more shocking, Reece calling her father 'Pops' or where they were. "A what?" She covered the mouthpiece and told Cori and her mom. Marsha almost choked on her tea and Cori's eyebrow piercing threatened to tangle in her hair.
Reece looked over at Quinn who was having the time of his life. "A baseball game. Your dad is having too much fun. Maybe I should scare him or something."
"Stop that," she paused, letting it all soak in. "You're really with my father? Together? At a baseball game?"
"Yeah. Here..." There was a rustling noise and Quinn's voice came over the phone loud and clear. "Hi, honey! Are you having a good day?"
"Yes, Daddy, a great day a little shocking, but great. Are you having a good time? Is Reece behaving herself? Where'd you get tickets to a baseball game?"
Quinn laughed at his daughter's many questions, "Yes, I'm having a fantastic time. Reece has been, well, Reece and the tickets..." There was more rustling and Reece came back on the line. "The tickets are the old man's. He was going to surprise you with them today, but, well, shit happens." She glared at Quinn who closed his mouth. "We gotta go now, see ya at home later."
Faith stared at the phone for a moment before putting it away. Catching the expectant stares from her tablemates, she shook her head and relayed the odd phone call.
"He had tickets to a baseball game?" Marsha's brows drew together.
"That's what she said. I'm telling you, this is creepy. I don't know what's going on with them."
"Hey, don't knock it, Faith. Your dad is getting along with Reece. It's a miracle."
"I'm sure there's more behind it. It's too good."
"He didn't have tickets to a baseball game," Marsha pouted.
"Maybe he did?" Cori wondered.
"Well, we didn't give anyone a chance to talk this morning. It's possible that it's true," Faith thought out loud.
"I can't believe they're at a game together. I tell ya, it's eerie." Cori said.
Faith mock shivered.
After a mighty fine day of shopping, the three women piled into a cab with their purchases. With all the bags, one person had to sit in the front and Faith volunteered. The actress winced when she looked at the driver. The hack was ugly -- he had a huge scar across his cheek, his eye socket looked like it had been crushed, his nose was most definitely broken and his cheekbone was deformed, like someone had smashed into it with a bat. I bet he got robbed or something, she thought. However, after being on the receiving end of some pretty rude stares from the cabbie, she figured, whatever happened to him, he must have deserved it. Finally, the actress had enough of his sideways glances and turned to glare at him. He gave her a somewhat disgusted look.
"Excuse me, but what is your problem?" she asked with annoyance.
"You're that actress," he said with a frown.
Cori tensed up, not liking the tone of his voice. "Hey, you got a problem, buddy?"
Marsha leaned forward to hear what was going on and the dancer fought with her for space in the little opening of the bulletproof partition.
The driver looked in his rear view and grimaced, "Great, dykes and freaks. What's your gig, old lady?"
"I beg your pardon?" Marsha shouted.
"Funny though, you don't look like a lesbo," he once again looked Faith up and down making the actress very nervous. "You look normal to me."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? What's a lesbian supposed to look like," Faith countered, more angry than scared, "and what constitutes normal?"
"You just don't look like a real lezzy, is all."
"You fucking asshole..." the dancer began.
Cori's fit faded into the background. Faith's head was pounding. She'd never been confronted with something like this before and she didn't know how to react. Sure, she was angry. Who was he to tell her what she should look like? And who was he to tell her she wasn't a real lesbian? She was certainly was a lesbian; Reece was definitely a woman and she loved Reece fiercely. Wait just a minute... Just because he thinks I don't look like a lesbian, does that mean other people think the same thing? Are they trying to invalidate Reece's and my relationship based on what they think she or I should look like? Faith mulled over that while her mother's voice pierced through her thoughts.
"...and who are you to judge what people should look like? How do you know I'm not a lesbian? Just because I don't wear a shirt that says 'I'm a big, old lesbian' doesn't mean I'm not..."
The actress stewed some more until she was enraged with the idea of this man making her feel like she was. Fuck him. Fuck him and anyone that thinks like him. Reece and me are real. I don't need to prove that to the likes of him. Asshole.
"...and another thing, mister..."
"Mom, drop it. Pull over, we're getting out."
"My pleasure," he snickered.
"Let me just tell you one thing, you narrow-minded shit-for-brains, you are so incredibly lucky that my girlfriend, who also looks nothing like your version of a lesbo isn't anywhere near the vicinity of this conversation. I can guarantee you this, you pig, she, who is every single inch a breathtakingly beautiful woman, would hand feed you your nuts in an heartbeat if she even thought you may have insinuated that we are not a valid couple, based on your twisted idea of what we should look like."
Marsha and Cori got out of the cab and Cori was holding Faith's door open, trying to coax the highly irate actress out of the car.
"Don't even think about getting paid, I have your name, you moron, and that's all she needs to know in order to hunt you down and kill you. They call her The Animal..." Faith noted the change in the hack's expression when she said that, "...and do you know why they call her that? She enjoys tearing the throat out of her prey before she rips it apart and eats it." The actress stormed out of the cab.
Cori had peered in the door and watched the man pale. She glanced at the driver's identification and laughed loudly. This guy knew The Animal, all right. She'd kicked his ass... hard. "And don't ever call me a freak again," she slammed the door so violently, the man's teeth rattled.
"Hey, Faith! Wait up! Wait 'til I tell you who that was!"
Faith stopped in her tracks. She was so mad; she was positively fuming. "Who was it?" she bit out through her teeth.
"Joey. He used to have a club in Times Square, but Frankie found out through the grapevine that he was pimping teenagers."
Marsha looked horrified.
Faith swallowed. "Frankie sent Reece after him, didn't he?" She looked sick. "Reece did that to him..." her sentence trailed off as she leaned heavily against a wall.
"Dear god! Theresa mangled him?" Marsha leaned next to her daughter.
"Yeah, she fucked him up real bad. She brought the kids to the church that she was at when she was a kid. After spending some time with them, she became enraged at what they went through and went back and beat him again while he was in the hospital."
"God, Cori. I can't say he didn't deserve what he got, but shit," Faith buried her face in her hands and gathered her thoughts.
"It alarms me, Faith. Is Theresa capable of that kind of brutality now?" Marsha asked with genuine fear.
"The answer would be yes, mother. Reece is still Reece. She was trained and conditioned to fight and sometimes kill. She's capable, but I can guarantee she will never, ever, harm a hair on my head."
"She'd sooner jump in front of a subway," Cori agreed.
The three women stood, lost in their own thoughts for a long while, each coming to terms with what they had seen and heard.
"If you trust her, Faith, Cori... I trust her too."
Faith was still reeling from the encounter and the face of the man, knowing Reece was the cause of his disfigurement. The sheer naked violence that her lover was capable of still scared her immensely. She couldn't justify what she'd seen and heard with the intensity of emotion they shared, the safety and warmth she felt when wrapped in Reece's arms, the depth of love she saw in her clear blue eyes and the gentleness of her touch when she wanted to be tender. Those are the same arms and fingers that tore that man apart. It never failed to amaze Faith how these two people were one and the same. Oh, it scared her, all right, but this was Reece and she could not condemn Reece for her past, just as much as she could not stop loving her because of it. Suddenly, she really craved her lover's arms holding her tightly, soothing her, loving her. It was okay now. That had been a long time ago.
"Wanna get another cab?" Cori offered.
Faith looked around them and spotted a TGI Fridays. "Nope, I could sure use a drink right about now," she winked at Cori who nodded rapidly in agreement.
There was a fashion show in full swing when Reece and Quinn came in the door. Faith was modeling a new short's set and Reece whistled her appreciation.
"Hi, baby!" Faith threw herself in her lover's arms. "You like?"
"Hell, yeah," Reece bent her head to kiss Faith and raised her eyebrow. "You've been drinking?" she asked as she shrugged off her coat.
"It looks wonderful, honey," Quinn agreed as he handed Reece the leather jacket he had been borrowing.
"Just a little," Faith giggled and scrunched her nose up in that way that warmed Reece's heart. "Can I have my kiss now?" she asked as she draped her arms around her tall lover's waist.
"But of course." Reece touched her lips to Faith's and the actress's tongue exploded into her mouth. She had to reach out to the wall to catch her balance. Mmm, gotta love her, just add alcohol... she thought as she held on and returned the kiss with gusto.
"Break it up, guys, there are other people in the room!" Cori laughed.
The two parted and Reece stepped sideways into the smirking face of Quinn. "That was some hello," he mentioned casually, although the embarrassment showed clearly in his face.
"Yeah well, I had no idea. They've been drinking."
"Oh, no, not Marsha too?" he winced.
"Here she comes, Miss America," Marsha's voice preceded her body and she waltzed into the room clad in a sports bra and Lycra bike shorts.
"Good god!" Reece whispered.
Faith shot her a withering glare and Reece rubbed her eyes. Quinn was slack jawed, frozen where he stood and didn't say a word.
"Well, Quinn? What do you think?" Marsha paraded around the living room.
Reece leaned her head close to Quinn and spoke out of the side of her mouth. "I don't know about you, Pops, but my eyes are burning."
Reece elbowed the stricken man.
"Oh, it's... um, unusual, Marsh."
Reece chuckled and whispered again, "Oh, that sucked, buddy, you're in for it now."
"Unusual?" Marsha questioned, hands on hips.
"Well, not really unusual..." Since Reece apparently knew what to say, he looked to her for help. Seeing nothing but a humorous glint in her eyes, he winged it, "I meant different. It's lovely, really."
"So, you like it then?"
"Why, of course I do. You look..." he attempted to look at Reece again but she was rubbing her eyes, "...younger."
The room let out a collective sigh of relief.
"Hey, Mrs. A, show us what else you bought, I don't know if I can behave myself when you walk around like that."
"Oh, Theresa! You're such a card!" Marsha giggled and ran out of the room with a spring in her step.
"That's the way to do it, Mr. A." Reece laughed and sat on the couch to wait for Faith's next outfit.
"I don't know that I like your charm all that much, Reece. You have a way with the ladies," Quinn narrowed his eyes.
Seeing his point, Reece grinned. "Don't you worry, Mr. A, it's all about Faith. I'd never disrespect her."
Quinn tried his best intimidating posture. "You better not," he warned.
Understanding his protectiveness, Reece smiled reassuringly. "Never," she stated seriously, then nearly fell off the couch as Faith sashayed into the room in a teeny-tiny, little sundress. "Oh, yeah, you go, girl!" she encouraged as her lover twirled.
"It's a keeper?" Faith teased with a wink.
"C'mere you," Reece reached out and snatched Faith into her lap. "Definitely," she purred into the actress's ear.
"Aren't you in a mood?" Faith shivered and took a deep breath. "If I didn't have my period..." she whispered.
"Tell me," Reece urged into her lover's neck.
Faith leaned into Reece's ear and whispered, "I'd drag you up to the bedroom and have you make me scream... again and again."
Quinn cleared his throat. Cori just rolled her eyes. "Get used to it, Mr. Ashford, they're weasels."
Reece pulled back and locked eyes with Faith, "You know I don't give a flying fuck about your period."
Faith felt her pulse pick up and she took a deep breath, "Mom and dad are here?"
Reece narrowed her eyes at the pounding vein in her lover's neck. "Just you wait," she promised.
Suddenly, Faith was tugged from Reece's lap, Cori being the culprit. "It's one thing in front of me, but come on," she gestured at Quinn who was picking his nails uncomfortably.
"I'm sorry, Daddy."
"It's my fault. I can't keep my hands off of her," added Reece.
"Don't worry about it. It'll just take some getting used to; don't apologize."
Faith ran to her father and hugged him. "Thank you, Daddy, that was a wonderful thing to say."
Just then, Marsha appeared in her newly purchased sweat suit.
"My mom, the jock," she giggled.
To Reece, it felt like forever until Quinn and Marsha finally bid their good-byes. Faith was still buzzing from her many margaritas and was humming to herself as she put away her new clothes. Reece pulled her boots off, stretched out on the bed and smiled as she watched her lover. Right then, the tall woman was contented in way that she had never experienced before in her life. It was a state of relaxation, a comfortable feeling, that forced a big old smile to her face and a lightness in her chest. Just watching Faith put away clothing, no talking, no sound other than the sporadic off-key humming that filled Reece with a good feeling. The club owner would have been uneasy about feeling so content just a few short months ago, but now, she felt safe, almost as if she could close her eyes and drift off without any worries. Funny that all it took was one small actress from Long Island to change her whole life, give her a new purpose. Reece sighed loudly and stretched her toes.
"Hey, baby, what are you doing all the way over there?"
"So, watching me hang clothing puts that kind of smile on your face?" Faith giggled.
"It has nothing to do with the clothing," Reece said as she shook her head.
"Me? What did I do?" the actress blushed.
"Huh?" Faith closed the closet door and sat on the bed next to Reece.
The tall woman reached up and traced Faith's ear. "Babe, you don't have to do anything. You are so beautiful; I can't help but smile."
"I just love you Reece!" Faith jumped onto the bed and smothered her lover in a hug. "God, the things you say!" she mumbled into Reece's neck.
Geez, Cori, you weren't kidding about this talking stuff... the club owner chuckled to herself. "I just say what I feel," she shrugged.
Faith sat up and looked into Reece's twinkling blue eyes. "Do you really think I'm beautiful?"
"Of course. I think you are the most beautiful woman on the planet, maybe in the whole universe. And I'm not just talking about your gorgeous green eyes or your way too-sexy lips. I'm talking about your insides, too. You're just one great, big, beautiful package."
Full of PMS and alcohol, Faith started to cry.
"Jesus, babe! Why are you crying? What did I say?" Reece turned nervous and started to regret speaking her mind.
"I just... sometimes I don't feel pretty and I know you sit in that club surrounded, night after night, by the most unbelievable..."
"Oh, no you don't," Reece reprimanded. "You listen to me." She turned Faith to face her and narrowed her eyes. "You are all I think about when I sit on my miserable stool, hour after hour. I wonder what you're doing, who you're talking to, if you're laughing, crying, smiling... I think about you and no one else. I'm not the old Reece any more. She's gone. And even the old Reece wouldn't be that stupid to let what I've got go. You mean the world to me." Reece was wide eyed at her own speech. The words just came out of her and she had no control over them. One look at Faith in distress and she was on autopilot. It scared her.
Faith continued to cry.
"What else can I say to convince you that I love you?" Reece felt lost.
Faith leaned down and kissed her lover reassuringly. She was at a loss for words. Reece just said everything she ever wanted to hear. "Nothing. You never have to say anything ever again. Thank you so much, Reece. I love you," Faith sobbed.
"Then why are you still crying?"
"Because I'm so incredibly lucky to have found you, that's all." Faith kissed Reece again, this time she held her face with both hands. "I'm afraid, sometimes, that I may not be to you, what you are to me. I just need reassuring sometimes."
"What would make you feel that way?" the club owner took Faith's hands off her cheeks and held them, sitting up on the bed. She pulled her over onto her lap. "Did something happen today?"
"God, a lot of 'somethings' happened today," Faith chuckled and sniffed.
"Something to make you feel like I don't want you?"
"No, nothing like that. I had a pretty weird day," Faith paused and looked in Reece's eyes, they were full of concern. "Am I holding you back?" Reece's eyebrow went up. "I mean, am I keeping you from... okay, do you feel like I'm stopping you from being you?"
"Faith, I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about."
"Well, The Animal... you have this violent side, a part of you that maybe I'm keeping at bay. Are you silencing that part of you because you're with me?"
"Uh, I still don't get it," Reece was really baffled now and it showed.
Faith smoothed out her lover's creased brow. "I saw this man today, a cab driver named Joey, who used to run a teen prostitution thing," she paused to let that sink into Reece's head.
After a short while, the club owner's face showed recognition. "Oh, yeah," she squirmed uncomfortably. "Him," Reece looked away from Faith, feeling totally guilty for her past actions. "I suppose Cori told you what happened," she stated flatly.
"Don't look away, Reece. I know what you did and why you did it. What concerns me is that you did that all by yourself. I've seen you get angry, enraged even, but I can't for the life of me understand how these hands," she brought Reece's hand up and kissed it, "can be the same hands that beat that man so violently."
Reece felt like she had to get up and move around, she couldn't look Faith on the eye. "What are you getting at?"
"Are you still holding that kind of rage inside of you? Do I prevent you from venting some of that anger? I know you used to use sex as an outlet, I'm also aware that I don't know the half of what you're capable of doing. Am I going to be the reason that one day you go berserk? I don't want to be guilty of that, Reece."
Reece took a deep breath. Faith deserved the truth; a simple 'no' would not do here. No matter how difficult it was to spill her guts, Reece would do it to make Faith feel better. "No. There is no more rage," the club owner said truthfully. She traced a finger over Faith's facial features as she continued, not wanting to lose contact with her lover. "The only thing you're guilty of is making me feel comfortable in my own skin for once in my life," she paused to kiss Faith gently. "I was just laying here thinking about how much I've changed... and how completely at ease I am with you. I could lay here for hours and do nothing. I never did that before. There was always something calling me, I needed to be doing, going, looking. I was always searching to fill that space. I'm not like that any more. I don't need any outlets any more Faith. Why? Because I finally found the one thing that was missing... You." Reece looked expectantly at her lover who appeared to be tearing up again. "Say something..."
And Reece did, with pleasure and a large-sized dose of relief.
"I love you," Faith murmured into her lover's mouth.
Reece only nodded her agreement as Faith pushed her down and deepened the kiss by epic proportions. Faith's insistent tongue was inside every crevice of her mouth, dueling with her own tongue, until Reece finally caught it in her teeth. The club owner had to slow this down, Faith made it pretty clear she didn't want any sex earlier and with the way this was going, sex would most definitely be the next thing on Reece's agenda. She released Faith's tongue and pulled back from the heated lip lock, putting her hand over her lover's mouth. "Hey, I thought you said 'no' this afternoon. You know, your period." The club owner was slightly breathless.
Faith was staring at Reece's lips and the second her mouth was uncovered, she dove back to capture them.
Reece didn't protest and welcomed the kiss by rolling them over until she was on top. Tearing herself away, she managed to catch her breath long enough to speak. "Changed your mind, I see?"
"Nope. Who said anything about you touching me?" Faith smiled so sexily that Reece felt her heart skip a beat.
"Oh, you can't just start something like this and expect me to keep my hands to myself," Reece raised one eyebrow as Faith's fingers started to drift across her chest. She lifted herself up on her arms and hovered over the actress.
"Yes I can... and you will... or else I won't let you touch me after my period, either." Faith circled Reece's right nipple and snickered as it stood up to meet her.
"How selfish of me. You mean, I lay here, you touch me and I don't touch you back? Aren't you a little left out of the picture?" The club owner closed her eyes as a fingernail lightly scratched her nipple through her shirt. Her arms started to tremble.
"No one said I'd be left out. I'm sure I can think of a few ways to get off using this glorious body of yours," Faith purred.
Reece groaned. Faith had a good point there. "Oh boy, so you're going to... uh!" Faith pinched her nipple and Reece almost fell on top of her. "You're going to use me. I can deal with that." Reece dropped to her elbows as Faith's other hand started scratching her back, under her shirt. "Shouldn't I get naked first?"
"Nope. I want to unwrap you all by myself," Faith pulled her lover down on top of her and licked her neck.
"I'm liking this idea, baby..." Reece growled as Faith teeth bit into the skin behind her ear.
"Good thing, you have exactly four more days of it."
Reece pulled herself up and looked at Faith with a horrified expression. "Four days? No way! You can't do this for four whole days and I can't touch you. I'll go crazy! I'll explode! I'll..."
"You'll come back here if you know what's good for you." Faith's hands covered her own breasts and Reece groaned painfully.
"You gotta be kidding me! You expect me to survive four days of you touching me and yourself?"
"I think you'll live, sweetheart."
The actress caressed her own nipples and Reece whimpered, "I don't know about that, Faith."
The smaller woman gave Reece a half-lidded stare and licked her lips. "Oh yes, just think of all this..." she ran her hands Reece's torso, "...as my personal playground for the next four days.
"I am so dead," Reece moaned and let her head loll forward.
The doorbell rang twice before the club owner decided to move. The dog was yapping wildly, alerting his human of the visitor. She climbed out of bed and threw on the tank top that was hanging from the lamp. "Easy, Little Man, it's just the door." How dressed do I have to be? She opened the window and saw Violet waving up at her from the stoop. Cool, she thought. She was too lethargic to start putting on clothes and she didn't have to, if it was only Violet. Searching around the room, she found her underpants and winced as she lifted her leg to slip them on. I will get her for this, she promised herself.
The doorbell rang again and Reece descended the stairs slowly, adjusting the little wiggling pup in her hand. She realized she was limping slightly and tried to cover it up as best she could. As she thought about why she was walking so awkwardly, she narrowed her eyes and frowned. Three more days of this and she's all mine. Her frown turned into an evil leer and she chuckled as she opened the door.
"Hey, tall stuff," Violet smiled appreciatively at Reece's attire.
"Hi, come on in. I just rolled out of bed, gimme a minute." She handed Violet the dog and she kissed his head.
"I can tell. You don't have to cover up, it's just me." The piercer watched with a smile as tall bare legs quivered slightly when Reece stepped onto the first stair.
"Well, thank god, I don't want to walk up those steps again," Reece turned around and headed for the living room with a wave for Violet to follow.
The piercer's amused gaze followed her every move. She cocked her head in wonder at Reece's unusually uncoordinated movements. She put the dog down and he scampered off into the kitchen to eat.
After plopping herself on the couch, Reece sighed loudly and asked, "What's up, Vi?"
"Are you gonna explain why you're so incredibly graceful today? And why are you still in bed? Are you sick?"
"Nope. I'm wiped. And nope again," the club owner shook her head with a self-satisfied grin.
"Oh come on, Reece?" Violet stuck out her lower lip and sat in the recliner.
"You do realize, now, that my imagination is running wild with speculation," Violet teased.
"I'd bet you a hundred dollars that all your speculations are fact," Reece laughed.
The piercer's eyes widened. "No kidding?" she chuckled. "Our Faith?"
"Yeah, her," Reece pursed her lips and drifted off in thought. While lost in memories of what Faith had done to her, her expression turned hungry.
"Ooo, I like that look on you, Reece. I bet that look is what got you in trouble in the first place."
"Uh, no. It was Faith's period that got me in trouble... and I don't think I'd call it 'trouble' exactly," the tall woman winked. "Torture, maybe..."
"Oh god! I know what you're talking about. Cori doesn't let me touch her, but she gets incredibly horny when she's gets her period. It's most definitely torture. I feel for you, Reece, I really do."
"That's okay, Vi, I intend to make it up to her. Over and over again," Reece grinned seductively. "If I have to stand behind her every second of the day, I will find out the moment that she stops bleeding and then she's mine," her eyes narrowed at her own threat.
"I can't say I feel bad for her. Jealous, maybe... but not the least bit of sympathy," Violet laughed heartily. "I wouldn't complain."
Reece walked over to the recliner and leaned her hands on the chair's back, forcing it to recline so she was hovering over the piercer. "You couldn't handle me, Violet," the club owner purred in her most dangerous voice.
Violet gulped nervously, suddenly assaulted with the heavy scent of sex clinging to the club owner. "Whew! Ain't that the truth," she fanned herself. "God bless Faith for taming you."
"She hasn't tamed me at all. As a matter of fact, you're playing with fire, right now," Reece growled.
Violet pushed the chair into its original position. "Oh, come off it, Reece. You would never be unfaithful to her and you know it."
The tall woman smiled and shrugged, "Yeah, but I scared you there, didn't I?"
The piercer breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe a little." Reece raised an eyebrow. "OKAY, you scared me to death."
"Good, I still got it." Reece walked into the kitchen and grabbed two beers from the fridge.
"And just where do you plan on using it?" Violet called after the club owner.
"Well, I'm just saying..." Reece had no answer. She handed Violet the beer and sat back on the couch.
"I thought so," the piercer chuckled and took a drink. "Wanna see me pierce things today?"
"Depends. What kind of things?"
"Oh, lips, eyebrows, noses, navels, an occasional nipple... maybe even the errant clit."
Reece grimaced. "Who wants to do something like that?" Just the thought made the club owner cross her legs.
Violet laughed at the gesture. "Some chicks have an orgasm while I do it. I have mine pierced," she added with a shrug.
"You do? Your clit?" Reece's eyes went wide. "Didn't it hurt?"
"Yeah, a little, but it healed so fast, I hardly had time to think about it."
Violet took another drink while Reece squirmed uncomfortably. Her clit was already sore and thinking about it was painful.
"Besides, I only have the hood pierced, some people have their actual clit..."
"That's enough of that, Vi." Even though she was totally icked out, she was still a little curious to see it.
"I never would have thought you to be so squeamish, Reece?" she laughed loudly at the tall woman's body language.
"Yeah, well... there's some things you should never put a hole in."
"In your opinion." Violet noticed that Reece was glancing between her legs now and again. "You'd be surprised by what I put holes in."
"I don't want to know. I think Faith's nipple ring is so sexy, but I don't think I could ever do it myself."
"If Faith came home with a clit piercing, you'd freak out?"
"No, I don't think so. I think I'd be fascinated with it, like I was with her nipple ring." Reece suddenly sat forward on the couch. "Why?" she asked nervously, "Is she thinking..."
"No, calm down. She never even mentioned it, although she was totally intrigued with mine."
"She saw it?" Violet nodded. "I gotta tell you, ever since you mentioned it, I've been a bit distracted too."
The pierced smiled knowingly, "Do you want to see it?"
Reece thought about it for a second. "I don't know. I want to see it, but I don't want to ask you to drop your panties and spread 'em, if you know what I mean." Reece's eyebrows flew up. "Did I just say that? I never thought I'd say something like that in my life!"
Vi laughed, "Yeah, and it shows how whipped you are." Reece frowned and Violet smiled. She got up from the chair and stood in front of Reece. "Faith had no trouble demanding that I spread 'em." She pulled down her underwear and handed them to Reece who dropped them on the couch. She watched as Reece stood up and made some distance between them, blushing a little, and Violet smiled at how cute that was. "Are you actually embarrassed?"
"Fuck you, Violet. I am not."
The piercer chuckled at her discomfort. "I think it's cute, really. You're going to have a hell of a time explaining this to Faith, aren't you? You feel like you're doing something wrong, don't you?"
"Well, in a way... yeah," the club owner admitted.
"That's a good answer, Reece. I am very relieved to hear it."
The tall woman nodded. Yeah, it's not like I'm being unfaithful, I just want to see her piercing. I shouldn't be this fidgety. "Well then, are you going to lift up your skirt or do I crawl under it?"
"Ha ha... " The piercer lifted her skirt and, to Reece's surprise, she spread her lips.
"Jesus, Vi! That looks painful!" Reece had to stop herself from touching it.
"Just don't play with it, Reece. It may only be the hood, but it's still my clit."
Reece nodded at the instructions. She could only imagine how it would feel. "Wow, I bet you come so quickly with this." The club owner tilted her head to get a better look. "I can't believe you shave the entire thing Vi. If Faith did that, I'd feel like a child molester."
"That's what Cori said. I just like it better like this. And I do come pretty quickly if you play with it."
Reece felt like this was a dream or something. She was actually on her knees, in front of her friend, who was holding her sex open for her to examine. She stood up quickly and shook her head. "How weird was that just now?"
Violet laughed as she pulled on her panties. "I'm so used to whipping it out at work for the potential clit piercings that I'm immune to embarrassment. I have to admit, having you on your knees like that was a great experience. I'll treasure that visual for a long time," she wiggled her eyebrows.
The club owner narrowed her eyes. "I bet you will," she teased.
Violet knew Reece felt awkward so she changed the subject. "So, you wanna come with me today? My partner is out today and it will only be me in the shop for a couple hours. I really don't want to be alone."
"Why didn't you say that in the first place? Let me shower and we'll head out, okay?"
"Thanks, Reece. I appreciate it."
Faith had a shit-eating smile on her face all day long. John couldn't get her to fess up to the source of her glee, but he was absolutely positive that it had something to do with Spike. He kept bringing up her name just to see Faith's reaction and it confirmed his assumptions. She would arch her back on occasion, like she was afraid of leaning on the chair, she was constantly avoiding any physical contact and he was dying to know why. He figured Reece must have done something memorable to her and she kept reliving it when he brought up her name. As she walked into her trailer, the make-up artist thought of ways to make her talk. "Did you get a tattoo?"
"What?" Faith sat on the bed and gave him a strange look. She had no idea why John would ask that question.
"Well, you are protecting a certain part of your body and I was just wondering."
Faith blushed, "No, I didn't get a tattoo."
He frowned, not getting the answer he wanted. "Well, are you going to tell me why you're acting so weird?
John was like a best girlfriend and she felt comfortable talking to him. "I have a few scratches on my back that I'm trying to forget, but with you bringing up Reece all day long, I can't do that," she explained.
"Spike scratched you? Isn't it the femme who scratches?" he asked with confusion.
"For someone who hates stereotypes, you certainly said a mouthful."
"Oh, I did? I just thought..."
"No, it's okay. I just get tired of that. I look the way I look, so I can't be gay. Reece looks the way she does, so she must always be on top. I just get so frustrated sometimes," the actress threw up her hands in defeat.
"I hear ya. Something happen?" John sat down next to Faith and rubbed her arm.
"Yeah, but I think I took care of it."
John pushed her hair off her forehead. "I'm sure you did. Now that I know you're on top, I have no doubts to your abilities," he grinned. "I'm in awe, even."
Faith snickered. "I'd be lying if I said that's true. Reece allows me certain liberties, but..." Faith smiled indulgently. "Actually, Reece was plenty in control when she scratched me up like this."
"Lemme see?" he asked expectantly.
Faith turned around and lifted her shirt. John gasped, "Spike has some set of claws!" He made cat noises.
"Honestly, her nails aren't that sharp, but she's strong, and anyone can do damage if they keep going over the same path," she shivered at the memory and she heard John snicker. "Oh, you laugh, Mary. If it were you, you would have fainted after the second run. I barely contained myself."
"I'm very impressed," he said truthfully as she put her shirt down. "I would faint from the mere idea of her putting her nails on me. You have my respect. Especially since I see that the marks didn't end at your waist line."
Faith groaned at the memory. "No, they don't."
"Ew... are you getting horny?"
"I have been perpetually horny, lately. I think there's something wrong with me," she said with a giggle.
"Nah, it's normal. Plus, I know you're at that time. You always have a few extra hickeys when that happens," he said with a confident nod.
"I do?" Faith wondered if this was true. "You know? I think you're right. I do get a little... demanding around this time."
"Honey, most of my friends are women. You're not alone. Besides, not many women let their partners near them, let alone Hoover all over them like you let Spike."
"Well, it certainly is a fight, she can be pretty insistent, but this time I'm not letting her near me either. I just don't feel comfortable."
"Poor Reece," he said with an exaggerated sad expression.
"Hey, whose side are you on?"
"With the hormones you're throwing around, I'm on hers," he said with a nod.
"Thanks a lot," she threw a pillow at him.
"Hey, no problema. I feel bad for you when you're done. She's gonna show no mercy, you can count on that."
Faith shuddered at the thought... in a good way. She knew she was torturing her lover, but she couldn't help it. Just remembering Reece begging for mercy this morning was enough to start her heart pounding all over again. Picturing the club owner's naked, sweaty breasts heaving as she gasped for breath was making her stomach clench. She stifled a groan as she recalled Reece's fingers clenching her head painfully tight in an attempt to pry Faith's face from between her legs. "I deserve whatever she's going to give me, John."
"Just what are you doing to her, Louise?"
"Whatever I want." The actress thought about how Reece was allowing her to run rampant and how she took complete and total advantage of it. Then she thought of how she left Reece this morning, dead to the world and snoring her head off. The club owner wouldn't let her get away with this unless she had some ulterior motive. "Oh god, I am so in for it," she chuckled.
"Oh yeah, and I pity you," John snorted.
The phone was ringing as soon as Violet unlocked the door to the studio. Reece finished turning on the lights, so the piercer could answer it. She only heard the one side of the conversation and snickered, knowing immediately who was on the other end.
"Yes baby, I swear. She's right here. I'm not alone," Violet rolled her eyes. "Fine, here," she held out the phone to the club owner.
Reece took it and chuckled, "Hey, Freak."
"I am so glad you're there. Did she tell you about the crazy guys who came in last week and almost trashed the place?"
Reece's eyes narrowed and she shot a look at Violet, "No, she didn't tell me that."
"Well, I told her if she couldn't get you to come there, I would stand there with a bat and just bop the guys that looked like trouble."
"That's good for business, Cori," Reece laughed, knowing full well Cori would do it. "I'm here and I'll stay until the guy comes later, okay?"
"Thank you, Reece, I owe you," Cori blew kisses into the receiver.
"What was that, Cor? I was scratching my ass with the phone."
"Freak." Reece held out the phone, "Here, Vi."
The piercer took the phone and Reece went snooping around the shop. It looked like a dentist's office, with all the mechanical chairs, and it kinda freaked her out. Everything was wrapped in those sterile bags and she winced at all the packages of needles everywhere. When Violet hung up the phone, she stood behind Reece as the tall woman examined a clamp.
"What's this used for?"
"You don't want to know. Besides, you'll see more than you bargained for, soon enough."
"Oh," Reece nodded, not sure if Cori and her bat would have been such a bad idea after all. She wandered into the tattoo section of the shop and was soon engrossed in the more elaborate designs.
"See something you like, Reece?"
"I see a lot that I like, but I don't know that I'd want it permanently inked on my skin. Some of this is amazing artwork."
"It is. I don't know, when I first met you, I assumed you'd have at least one naked lady adorning your body, not to mention a few piercings."
"I have one," Reece said defensively and wiggled her tongue.
"How very original for a lesbian."
"Fuck you, Vi."
"Yeah, yeah... why don't you get a tattoo?"
"I always wanted one, but could never decide on what I want," Reece shrugged. "I hear, though, once you get one, you can't stop."
"That's not entirely true, but I understand that you would have to really be into something to want it on you forever."
"I once took out my tongue piercing and I missed it so much I had it re-done." Reece didn't know why she offered that information, she just felt comfortable talking about it in this atmosphere.
"I did the same with my lip. It annoyed me and I took it out, but after a while, I missed having it there."
The tall woman migrated to the tribal pictures and Reece took an interest in quite a few of them. Violet noted that she kept going back to one in particular and looking at it again. She made a mental note of which one it was and went about preparing her area for her first appointment.
"Hey, how much does one like this cost?" Reece asked, pointing at the design she'd been favoring.
"That one is about a hundred or so, but I wouldn't charge you, Reece," Violet smiled.
The club owner contemplated the tattoo a while longer before walking over to another set of designs. Violet had a feeling that her tall friend was going to leave here with a new addition.
The Lounge was even busier than usual and the club owner should have been ecstatic, but she was too distracted to enjoy it. Reece had been sitting at the bar, staring blankly at the TV and nursing the same drink for hours. Amber, the bartender, had tried making conversation when she'd had a free moment and though the blue eyes looked at her, even she knew that the owner wasn't paying much attention. Reece was too busy thinking of the many ways in which to pay back her torturous little lover. She was the reason Reece was in this state and she was going to have to be punished. The club owner's eyes narrowed as she smirked at the thought of getting back at Faith. With an evil little snicker, she closed her eyes and let her head fall back, envisioning her lover in various stages of bliss.
Cori found the sight amusing and hopped up on the bar in front of Reece. "Hey, boss lady, thinking about Faith?"
"Must be juicy."
Reece lifted her head to reply and leaned forward only to find her face in Cori's naked cleavage. She jumped back so quickly that she fell off of her stool and lay sprawled on the floor in a very un-Reece-like manner.
Cori didn't know what to do. Everyone seemed to be staring at the spectacle and Reece did not look pleased... at all. The dancer wanted to jump down and help her friend off up from the floor, but her legs wouldn't listen to her.
Amber leaned over the bar and started to laugh. This started a chain reaction and peals of nervous laughter filled the area. Reece still hadn't moved and considering the way her eyes were glowing, it wouldn't have surprised anyone if Cori had burst into flames on the spot.
Finally finding her legs, Cori hopped down and squatted by her fallen friend. "Uh... sorry?" she stammered, offering her hand.
Reece was beyond embarrassed. She knew that, if she made a scene, it would only make it worse, so she pushed Cori's hand away and stood up on her own. Glaring dangerously at the onlookers, she casually dusted off her backside and straightened out her jacket. Cori backed away as Reece stood up, fearing the worst. She flinched as the tall woman's arm lifted but breathed in relief as she was only smoothing her hair.
"You okay, Reece?" she dared to ask. "Oh, just great," the tall woman replied, red faced, as she turned on her heel and strode calmly to her office.
Confused, Cori shrugged her shoulders and had started towards the stage when a strong hand wrapped around her neck and dragged her backwards. She knew it was too good to be true and just prayed that Reece would get it over with quickly.
The club owner practically threw Cori into her office and slammed the door. She stood there fuming for a few seconds before she opened her mouth to speak. Cori watched quietly as Reece's mouth shut and she buried her face in her hands.
Suddenly, the tall woman's shoulders began shaking with laughter. "In all my life, I've never..." she laughed, "never been thrown on my ass by a pair of tits," Reece continued to laugh hard enough to evoke a snort.
Infinitely relieved and glad to be in one piece, the dancer started laughing too. "So, you're not going to kill me?" she asked between chuckles.
"I was, but I haven't got the strength," Reece said, still laughing and snorting.
"Okaaay..." Cori furrowed her brows at the unexpected turn of events.
Reece snorted again before she controlled herself enough to speak, "I should start billing you as 'The Most Dangerous Tits in New York'." Cori looked down at her chest. "I had no idea that was going to happen. Honestly," she started to giggle again.
"S'okay. You got me fair and square. I wasn't paying attention," Reece said as she crossed the room and sat in her chair.
"How unlike you. What's going on with you? Are you having trouble with Faith?" the dancer asked as she sat on the desk, far away from Reece.
"I wouldn't call it trouble. No, not at all," Reece paused and laced her fingers behind her neck. "She's teaching me a lesson in self-control."
"S'plain," Cori raised an eyebrow and leaned forward.
"She has her way with me... and I have to keep my hands to myself."
"Whooo," Cori shook her head in sympathy, "and you went with this willingly?"
"I figured I'd give it a shot," the club owner shrugged one shoulder.
"Wow. I'm totally impressed, Reece." She truly was and her eyes went wide.
"Yeah, well, it's Faith, ya know?" Reece said quietly. "If not for her..."
The dancer held her grin to herself. She was very pleased to be hearing this. Straight from the horse's mouth, too. Reece certainly has changed, she thought with a wide smile.
"Go on, tell me how whipped I am. I'm waiting."
"I'm not going to say it. There's no need," she winked at her friend. "So, how long has it been?"
"Two long, hard, exhausting days," the club owner crossed her ankles on the desk.
"You look no worse for the wear a little pleased with yourself, actually," Cori observed.
"Believe me. I'm suffering."
"Oh, poor baby," the dancer replied sarcastically.
"You would know this... how long is Faith's period, anyway?"
Cori laughed out loud. "So this is what it's all about?" Good one, Faith! "Three or four days. It depends." Reece nodded. "Is that what's got you so distracted? Thinking up ways to get her back?"
"You bet your ass. I can't wait to bury my nose so far..."
"OKAY! Okay... I get the picture," Cori sniggered at the expression of lust on Reece's face. "Hey, want me to play double agent and find out exactly when she's finished?" Cori asked with a gleam in her eye.
"You aren't gonna sell me out, are you?" Reece asked suspiciously.
"Oh please, Reece, like she doesn't know what she's in for and, no, I wouldn't do that to you," Cori huffed indignantly.
Faith was waiting up when Reece came home. The club owner silently chuckled as she saw the light on upstairs. She's really gonna be the death of me, she thought with a shake of her head.
"Oh, sweetheart... I have a surprise for you."
Reece felt her heart pick up speed at the sound of Faith's teasing voice. She hung up her jacket and called upstairs, "Should I be naked for this surprise?"
"Clothing is optional," came the sultry response.
Oooo... yay! Reece grabbed a liter of water out of the fridge. Fluid, plenty of fluid, she chuckled to herself. Bending down to pay attention to the spinning pup, she let her mind conjure up all sorts of scenarios that may be waiting for her upstairs. She's like an animal lately. Heh. An animal. The Animal Junior... Mini-me. Reece started to laugh uncontrollably, causing the dog to get even more excited and jump up and nip at her face. "Hey, not the lips! Auntie Reece needs them! Not to mention Mommy." Mini-me! HA! I kill me! She laughed loud enough for Faith to hear.
"What the hell are you doing down there that's so funny?" the voice called from upstairs.
"Just thought of something, baby." Reece willed herself to stop laughing. This could be very bad if she had a laughing fit when she went upstairs.
"It better not be me."
"Would I laugh at you?" Reece asked from the bottom of the stairs.
"Not in this outfit, you wouldn't," was the confident reply.
Reece tore up those stairs in record time.
Reece turned over in her bed and looked at the clock. It was late in the afternoon. "Well, I suppose I don't really need the gym today," she snickered to herself. The slight whimpering besides the bed prompted her to reach down, scoop up the little dog and plunk him down on her chest. She immediately hissed through her teeth. "Ooo, gotta cut them nails, Little Man." As she stretched, she replayed the events of the night before in her head, absently stroking the puppy who had curled up contentedly in the crook of her shoulder.
Faith biting her inner thigh... a white-knuckled grip on the wrought iron headboard... Faith dribbling cold water onto overheated skin. The club owner's mind was all over the place; little fragments of last night cutting into each other, making her grin like mad. She couldn't believe how much her body could take, thinking she'd be tired or sore before this was over. She squeezed her legs together as a test. Nope, she chuckled to herself. Faith was, if anything, a quick learner and knew just how to touch her. Lick me... stroke me... Reece stopped petting Smudge and covered her face with her forearm. Oh god, I can't possibly be getting horny again! she groaned at her libido and sat up, narrowing her eyes at the area between her legs. "Don't even go there, you hear me?" she warned her own crotch. "Haven't you had enough?"
Smudge sat up, too, and looked at his Auntie Reece with a cocked head. He knew he hadn't done anything wrong, but there was no one else in the room, so she must be yelling at him. He whined and walked hesitantly across her lap and stared at her forgivingly, his little tail hitting her thigh rhythmically.
"Oh, come here little guy, I wasn't mad at you," she picked him up and kissed his nose and the happy pup wiggled like crazy as he tried to retaliate. "All right, that's... pthht... stop that... that's enough!" she chuckled as he licked her face like crazy. "Okay, okay... calm down," she soothed as he started to nip at her nose. She loved this pup and, although she grumbled to Faith about having to walk him, she secretly enjoyed their playtime together. Of course, she'd never admit this to anyone.
"Ow! Hey!" Smudge nipped her bottom lip a little too hard. After checking for blood, she put him on the bed and he crouched down, his little butt in the air, tail wagging like crazy. "Ap! Ap!" he dared her to come get him, his paws thumping on the bed. The tall club owner kicked the sheet off of her naked body, crouched down to his level, ass in the air, and barked right back. Of course, she'd never admit this to anyone either. If anyone even dared to think of her in this position, they'd have to die.
The pup went for her face; she went for his. Smudge feigned right; Reece swatted him back into the middle with her hand. He nipped her finger; she bit his paw. He nipped her nose; she lipped his ear. "Play time" at the Corbett-Ashford residence was a whole lot different than it used to be.
John packed up his make-up as Faith dressed in her street clothes. She was so happy that there was a shower facility on the set. There wasn't one at the TV show and she hated going home wearing all that makeup and hairspray. It had been a hard day on the set today; a lot of problems with equipment and they'd have to do many of today's scenes over again tomorrow, which probably meant they'd be working late to catch up. This did not please the actress. She'd had big plans for tomorrow... huge plans. Enormous plans. She was just about finished with her period and was more than ready for Reece's revenge.
"Why the long face, Louise?"
"Ah, it's nothing," Faith lied and bent down to tie her sneaker. John's face appeared underneath hers and she had to laugh. "Okay, you're nuts, do you know that?"
"So I've been told," He straightened up and tapped his foot.
"Well, we're going to run late tomorrow, I'm sure of it." John nodded with a sympathetic face. "It's just that I had plans for tomorrow night, ya know what I mean?" she wiggled her eyebrows.
"Oh, I gotcha" He frowned too. "So, she's been keeping her word?" he asked with an amused smirk.
"Surprisingly enough, yes, and, with the things I've been doing to her..." she closed her eyes as a wave of sexual energy flowed over her, "she's going to get me back and I can't wait," she purred.
"Oh, no. Do I have to break out the skin tone?" he joked.
"Oh, god, I hope so."
Faith stopped in surprise half way through the doorway to the bedroom. Reece was lying there on her side, naked, waiting for her, with an evil little grin.
"Hiya. You hungry?" she asked, producing a tub of Cool Whip from behind her back.
"Starved, baby," Faith cooed and slinked over to the bed. She tried to stick her finger into the creamy contents of the container, but it wouldn't go anywhere. "It's still frozen?"
"Mmm, hmm. It's gonna take a while to defrost," Reece smiled alluringly.
"Oh? Got any ideas on how to fill the time?" Faith asked as she leaned over to kiss her lover.
"Sure do. I want to see you come for me... on me."
Faith groaned at the thought. Last night she'd directed all her attention to Reece and didn't touch herself in any way. Not that she wasn't satisfied, but now that Reece mentioned it, her eyes narrowed with lust. "Any particular place you want me to come, Reece?" she purred, already slipping off her sneakers.
"Nope," the club owner stretched herself out on the bed and gestured to her naked body, "it's your personal playground, you choose." She folded her arms behind her head and grinned at the sight of Faith's leer.
The actress got up and flicked on the radio. She bent over and began to take off her socks when a rather catchy beat caused her to sway with it. A wide grin crossed her face. Suddenly, she stood up and held out her arms for Reece, "Come here, sit at the end of the bed."
Reece complied, a little curious. "Okay, now what?"
"God, if you can only be this compliant all the time," Faith teased. "Just sit there," she shook a finger at her lover, "and don't move anything, not even your eyebrows." Reece furrowed said items and Faith snickered. "Patience, my dear."
Reece had a hard time controlling her eyebrows, and everything else, when Faith began to sway to the music. She had a very good idea where this was going and was certain that she couldn't obey her wish to sit still.
Faith started to dance seductively to the music, lifting her arms over her head and turning around. She bent over at the waist and gave Reece a close-up of her denim-clad ass, while she peeled off her other sock. She heard Reece shift on the bed, but let her get away with it. Standing back up and turning around, she began playing with the bottom of her shirt, lifting it slightly and then pulling it back down. She watched Reece's expression change to that of excited anticipation and grinned inwardly; this was sure to add tons of fuel to the fire, but she was sure she could handle it.
Reece gulped loudly as Faith's shirt was lifted high enough for her to see her bra. If there was one thing the club owner was a sucker for, it was a striptease. 'Tease' being the operative word here and her lover dropped her shirt back down. Blue eyes narrowed as the actress moved seductively around the floor.
Faith stopped between Reece's legs and presented her with her neck. Reece didn't disappoint and inhaled deeply, exhaling with a groan. Faith knew Reece loved to smell her skin and she used it to her advantage. Backing up a step, she reached under her shirt and opened her bra, watching her lover's blue eyes narrow slightly. Sliding her hands up her own arms, Faith slipped the straps down her shoulders and pulled the open bra out from her sleeve. Reece's gaze burned into her breasts, she felt her nipples harden from the intense stare.
Reece squirmed and focused all her energy towards keeping her arms at her sides. This was too good.
Faith ran her hands up her torso and stopped when they covered her breasts. "Do you want to see them? They're so hard for you." she asked coyly.
Reece nodded and licked her lips. Of course, she wanted to see them. What kind of question was that? She leaned forward and Faith put a hand out, stopping her progress.
"No, you have to stay there." Reece backed up again, so Faith began lifting her shirt slowly, still dancing to the music. As she neared exposing her breasts, she turned around. Pulling her shirt over her head, she gyrated her hips and heard her lover groan again. She covered her exposed breasts with her hands and turned around slowly, squeezing them together.
Reece's mouth watered. Faith's actions produced a deep cleft between her breasts and it was calling to her tongue. The club owner breathed a little heavier when the actress let a nipple peek out from between her fingers. She wanted to feel it between her teeth.
Faith slid her hands off her breasts and down her rib cage, stopping at the waist of her pants. She danced her way between Reece's legs and wiggled in front of her while she opened the button. "Pull the zipper down," she instructed. Reece's hands flew to her zipper. "With your teeth."
"Yeah..." Reece slipped off of the bed, onto her knees, resting her hands on Faith's swaying hips. She kissed across her lover's stomach until a hand on her forehead pushed her back.
"The zipper, baby."
The club owner grabbed the little tab between her teeth and pulled it down. Her nose brushed against the silky material of Faith's panties and she inhaled the delicious aroma of her lover's arousal. Relocating her hands to the shapely rear, she squeezed it as she burrowed her nose between Faith's legs. "Mmm, I wanna taste you."
The actress ignored Reece's request and backed up, dancing to the beat as she slowly slid her pants down to her knees. The tall woman, still on her knees groaned at the loss of contact and at the vision of Faith's ass when she turned around. Lifting herself onto the bed again, Reece leaned back on her hands and opened her legs, letting the air touch her wet sex. Watching Faith dance for her was driving her crazy.
When the actress turned back around, she grinned at the way her lover was gripping the bed. "Poor baby... are you getting all hot and bothered by me?"
"Oh, yeah. Come here and I'll show you," Reece growled.
"Patience," Faith snickered. She continued to dance to the music, seductively and teasingly until she thought Reece would tackle her and ravish her. She peeled her pants off of her legs and stepped out of them. She dropped to all fours and crawled to her lover, enjoying the look of lust in those baby blues.
Reece couldn't control it and she reflexively jerked her hips at Faith's nearness.
The actress leaned in as close as she could without touching the wet hairs in front of her. "I can feel the heat... you're so hot, baby," Faith purred, making sure she expelled as much air as possible when she spoke.
The tall woman groaned and opened her legs wider. "Wasn't this supposed to be about you?" she asked, twitching her hips at the feel of Faith's breath.
"Oh, yeah..." Faith lifted herself up into a kneeling position. She reached between her own legs and rubbed the crotch of her panties. Reece's eyes narrowed.
Faith grinned at her lover's expression. "That's right, you wanted to see, didn't you." Still kneeling, she spread her thighs and snuck two fingers into the side of her panties, shivering at the touch.
Reece's eyes narrowed even more, her legs closing now in order to ease some of the fire.
"Mmm, yeah... that feels so good," the actress groaned, then removed her fingers, replacing them down the front of her panties. "God, I'm so horny," she moaned. "It's not going to take long, Reece," she said with a hitch in her voice.
The club owner flexed her thighs and gripped the bed tightly. This was sheer torture. "You were supposed to come on me," she managed to croak out.
"Later... oh, this is too good."
Reece whimpered. It was going to be another long night.
Faith was filming a scene and John was watching TV in her trailer when his cell phone rang.
"It's Reece. Where's Faith?"
"Doing her thing, why? Is everything okay?" he asked with concern.
"Everything's fine. When do you think she'll be finished for the day?"
"Around eleven, maybe." The make-up artist smiled devilishly. "Oooo, you're gonna come here and get her, aren't you?"
"Yeah and I want her alone!" she warned.
"Will do. Go easy on her, Spike."
Reece chuckled and hung up the phone. Turning to Cori, she grinned mischievously. "I'm leaving early tonight, Cor. Got me some unfinished business."
The dancer eyed her grinning friend with amusement. "You sure she can handle it?"
"Oh, she'd surprise you. She ain't the Faith you think you know," Reece snickered and made her way to the office.
"Don't you wonder sometimes? I mean, Faith hadn't really had sex before you and, now, she's teaching you a few things."
"I used to wonder all the time about those things. Now I just wonder what I did to deserve her."
"Oh man," Cori closed the door behind her and shook her head in disbelief, "I never would have dreamed I'd see this day." She hugged Reece spontaneously. "I'm so happy for you, you have no idea."
"Uh, okay," Reece replied uncomfortably.
The dancer untangled herself from her tall friend. "Don't you see how much you've changed? Don't you understand the enormity of what Faith has done to you?" Cori asked wide-eyed.
"She's helped me, Cor. Nothing would have happened if I hadn't let it."
"See? You trusted her with everything. She believed in you and made you believe in yourself. God, don't you understand how wonderful that is?"
Reece thought about what Cori said. True. I trusted her with my heart, and now... The club owner smiled at her expectant friend. "You're right, Cori. Faith changed my life in ways I cannot even begin to fathom. After knowing, seeing the monster I was and can still become, she loves me. I never thought I was able to accept that; I never thought I deserved that kind of unconditional love."
Cori nodded, tears in her eyes. Reece rolled her eyes and pulled her into a hug. "I know you worship her too, Reece. You two were destined to meet," the dancer spoke into the club owner's shoulder.
"I had no choice, Cor. She holds my heart in her hands."
The dancer pulled away and sniffed. "That was beautiful, boss lady." Reece blushed slightly before clearing her throat uncomfortably. "Go on, Reece, go show her how much you missed her."
"You don't have to tell me twice."
Faith entered her trailer and was a little weirded out to find it dark. "John?" she whispered. "Are you sleeping?"
"John's not here and I'm definitely not sleeping.
The low, sexy timber of the voice sent a shock wave of pleasure through Faith's body. She shivered. Reece was breathing on the back of her neck. "What are you doing here?" she whispered into the dark room.
"I couldn't wait any more."
Large hands roamed down Faith's back, past her ass and around to hold her inner thighs. She gasped as a hot wet tongue slid along the nape of her neck. "Yes," she breathed.
"Do you know how badly I want to taste you?" she spoke as she brought her hands around of the front of Faith's Levi's and began undoing the buttons. "Kick off your shoes."
The actress complied then reached behind her and wrapped her hands around Reece's neck. "Tell me," she panted as her jeans slid down her legs.
"I'd much rather show you." Reece brought Faith's panties down to join her pants and the actress stepped out of them. Large hands roamed up and down her body and staked claim to every inch of skin within their reach. Reece pressed herself into Faith's back and her breath became erratic as her lover arched and groaned against her.
"Show me... please..." Faith begged, leaning back into the tall body behind her.
The club owner continued to knead Faith's breasts, pulling and pinching her erect nipples while she sucked and licked every inch of her neck and shoulders. "I need to taste you..." she mumbled.
Faith groaned loudly as one strong hand left her breast and started downward. She arched her back and stuck out her hips, waiting for those fingers to touch her.
"Oh, yeah... you want it bad," Reece teased. She stopped her oral torture and leaned her chin on Faith's shoulder to watch her hands move.
"God, yes..." the actress moaned.
Reece shivered when her fingers slid into the heat. "You are so incredibly wet, Faith." The actress whimpered and bent her knees, trying to make more contact with Reece's fingers. The tall woman teased her lover, her fingers darting from one place to another, skimming lightly over Faith's clit.
"Please, Reece..." Faith whined breathlessly, getting even more aroused by Reece's clothed body pressing into her from behind.
The club owner twirled Faith around to face her and the actress released her death grip on Reece's neck, replacing her hands on broad shoulders and began pushing her down. "Oh, yeah," Reece growled at the look of want on Faith's face. She dropped to her knees with a thud and buried her tongue in Faith's folds.
"Reece!" the actress shouted at the unexpected roughness of her lover's mouth. The tall woman was devouring her, groaning into her sex, nipping and licking relentlessly, like she was starving. "God, baby!" Faith was careening towards orgasm, Reece's slurping and moaning adding to her arousal. The sensations of her driving tongue caused Faith's legs to shake uncontrollably. "I'm gonna come already!" she gasped as the fire started to spread out from her belly through her groin.
Reece nodded and latched onto Faith's clit, sucking it hungrily, her chin digging into Faith's opening. She shook her head back and forth in time with her tongue, smearing the abundant wetness all over her face. She held tightly to her lover's hips as they jerked spastically with her impending explosion.
"Oh... oh... Reece... yes!" Faith grunted and grabbed Reece's head, mashing herself into her mouth. Her fingers tightened and tangled in the thick black hair as she trembled and whimpered. When Reece felt Faith was about to collapse, she pulled her mouth away reluctantly. "Mmm, so fucking good, baby," she purred, extending her tongue all the way to her chin to lick up the wetness.
The actress slid down to the floor in front of her grinning lover. "Oh, god... that was good," she shivered with an aftershock and wrapped herself around the tall happy woman.
"I'm not nearly done with you yet." Faith smiled. "That's right, I have big plans for you. Big. Now let's get home."
"Can I ask why you came all the way over here?" Faith sighed as she stood up to dress.
"I needed to taste you."
The actress snickered. "I love you, Reece."
"I adore you."
Faith watched open mouthed as her lover disappeared out the door. "I adore you?" she repeated. Her insides turned to mush and she felt all warm and fuzzy. "God, Reece!"
They barely made it home. Reece's hunger escalated as she smelled Faith on her face with every breath she took. Halfway there, she forced Barry to pull over so she could jump into the front seat to avoid the situation that was sure to occur if she had spent one more second looking at her lover, who was giggling over Reece's behavior. Barry didn't need to witness that. He wasn't stupid, by any means, he knew what was going on and was very relieved when Reece relocated. The tension radiating off of the tall woman was enough to make him squirm. He laughed at the way Reece yanked Faith from the car and dragged her up the stairs to the door. He was surprised that they had made it that long without an incident and didn't mind having to get out of the car to close the back door.
Once inside the house, Faith sat on the coffee table to take off her shoes. That was as far as she got on her own before she was practically tackled and stripped in one motion.
Faith's legs dangled over Reece's shoulders, her upper body pressed into the coffee table. The club owner's fingers dug into the actress's thighs as she held her trembling body close enough to satisfy her hunger. Faith's arms were over her head as she gripped the edge of coffee table behind her for support.
Reece rubbed her face all over her lover's sex. It had only been four days, but one would have thought it was a lifetime, considering the intensity she displayed while licking Faith. The actress definitely had something to do with Reece's condition, teasing her mercilessly the entire time, not letting her touch or taste her while she had her way with the tall woman. Reece wasn't going to let her forget.
Faith gasped and groaned as her lover's tongue speared deeply into her depths. Reece pumped the muscle in and out while she shook her head back and forth, rubbing her nose against Faith's clit. The actress's surging hips aided Reece, pulling her deeper with each thrust of her tongue.
Reece tensed her body as she felt her lover's heels dig into her back. Faith started bucking, one hand let go of the coffee table and found its way into the club owner's hair, clutching her closer, holding her in place. Reece grunted her approval as the smaller woman began to jerk, her thighs clenching around her head. She held on tightly and doubled her efforts, wanting to feel Faith explode, lose control of her body, call out her name, cover her face with her juices.
"GOD... Reece!" the actress thrashed around, unable to tear herself away from her lover's relentless mouth. She was helpless but to ride out the elongated orgasm for as long as Reece wanted. "Fuck!" she shouted as the club owner lapped up all her offerings, purring and groaning into her sensitive flesh. "Please! Enough... Reece!" she begged.
Reece backed up, taking one last lick and lowered Faith's backside into her lap. She leaned over and rested her cheek onto the sweat-slicked, twitching belly and lifted her gaze to meet cloudy green eyes.
Faith took a deep breath and blew it out through her mouth. Reece had a very satisfied expression on her face. "You just keep grinning like that," Faith chuckled.
"Hey, I'm quite proud of myself. I love it when you beg me to stop."
"Can I get up now? I can't feel my legs," Faith joked.
"Don't you go anywhere, I'm not through with you yet. Not halfway," Reece leered at her lover and then cupped her sex.
"Oh, baby..." Faith slid her legs off Reece's shoulders. "What do you have in mind?" she asked with a leer of her own.
"I'm going to fuck you," Reece stated and then kissed the pubic hair under her nose. "Long and hard."
Faith shivered. "Mmmm." She stretched her body gaining a growl from the tall woman. "What are you waiting for, baby?" Green eyes twinkled with anticipation.
Reece pulled Faith up for a quick kiss, which turned into a devouring one very quickly. Faith moaned around Reece's tongue, feeling it spear into her mouth as it had between her legs. Tasting herself on her lover's lips excited her and she pressed her lower body into Reece's stomach. Faith pulled away from the kiss panting slightly, still moving against hard abs. Their eyes locked, and Reece licked her lips.
"You better get upstairs now or I'll have to taste you again," Reece warned.
Reece began slowly withdrawing the dildo until only the very tip was left buried and then she slid it back inside just as torturously slow. After a couple more slow thrusts, she withdrew completely. She held Faith down to the bed with a heavy hand on her pelvis as she reached over to the side of the bed and swiped something off the night table, knocking things over in the process.
Faith jumped as the cool liquid splashed onto her overheated sex. She forced open her eyes to see Reece squeezing the cherry flavored lube all over her dildo, the excess sliding off and dripping onto Faith. Her carnal sneer expressing her immense pleasure at the way it looked as it dripped onto Faith's engorged clit. The actress twitched her hips; trying to quell the need for her lover to fill her, touch her.
Reece responded by dropping the empty pillow of lube and reaching down between them, smearing the sweet, sticky liquid all over her cock. Her eyes locked on Faith's as she placed her slippery hand on her lover's open sex, working the lube from top to bottom, from ass to clit.
Faith's long groans echoed in Reece's head. Taking Faith's ass with both hands, she lifted her up to her face and buried her tongue deeply inside. The combination of tastes was new to the club owner and she relished it. Drawing her tongue out of the warm tasty haven, she sucked on Faith's clit teasingly, watching the green eyes widen and then shut with pleasure.
Reece pulled once more with her lips before lowering her lover back to the bed. Faith opened her eyes and groaned at the vision Reece presented. She was glistening all over, but the way her face and chin shone sent stabs of pleasurable pain to her clit. Faith reached between her legs as Reece once again took hold of her dildo and stroked, while her tongue reached out of her mouth to swipe up the juices from her lips and chin.
"You like watching me play with my cock?"
Reece's raspy voice aroused Faith even more. She opened her legs wider and slipped two fingers inside, offering Reece a better view. The club owner stopped her motions to enjoy the sight. Faith's fingers created wet sounds as they delved into her depths. This drove the club owner crazy and she pushed Faith's fingers away roughly.
"I'm not through fucking you yet," she growled.
"Then finish," Faith replaced her hand to open herself up.
"You want it bad, don't you? You wanna feel me pounding into you." Blue eyes fixed on the sight and Reece's voice cracked with her own need.
Faith narrowed her eyes and reached for the dildo. "Stop playing with your dick and put it in me."
Reece grunted deeply in her chest and allowed Faith to pull her down, guiding her inside. The tall woman thrust her hips hard; burying herself all the way up inside and Faith's pussy ate it up hungrily.
"Fuck, Reece! More!" The actress wrapped her hands behind her knees and pulled them up to her shoulders opening herself as wide as she could.
"Look at you," the club owner grunted through her teeth, the sight before her making her heart pound furiously. "You need me inside you... so deep," she panted, thrusting her hips hard.
"I love you... inside me," Faith breathed between the powerful thrusts.
Reece adjusted her long frame and placed her hands above Faith's shoulders, leaning her weight heavily on them, allowing her to slide her knees down. She straightened out her body and resting only on her toes and hands, she lifted up and drove herself inside her writhing lover.
"Oh... YES!" Faith screamed.
"Uh huh..." Reece grunted with effort. She focused on Faith's mouth as the actress moaned and whimpered with each thrust.
Reece propped her leg over Faith's back as she wound her arm around the actress's thigh. They lay side-by-side, head to toe, each lost in the taste of the other. Faith was totally satisfied and reveled in the long, soft strokes of her lover's tongue as its velvet length slowly lapped at her sex. Reece, however, was not completely sated and her pelvis rocked as Faith's tongue moved purposefully against her, knowingly touching and lingering in all the sensitive places. The actress's hands skittered all over Reece's body, causing little jerks and twitches from the long, muscular body.
"You're driving me crazy," Reece muttered into Faith's thigh.
"Mmm hmm," the actress nodded, scratching Reece's lower back teasingly.
Reece rolled them over so Faith was on top and the actress slithered away from her grasp. "Hey, where ya going?"
Faith repositioned herself between her lover's legs and smiled. "No distractions," she whispered before kissing Reece's sex adoringly.
The club owner folded her arms behind her head and pouted.
Faith chuckled. "You've had enough, Reece. Just lay back and enjoy it."
"You're spoiling me, Faith. Ah!" Reece jumped as Faith's tongue tickled the tip of her clit.
The tall woman closed her eyes and groaned. This was the life.
Faith lovingly kissed Reece's temple and the vein that throbbed under the skin, then licked the salty wetness from her lips. She giggled at the condition of her usually controlled lover as she twitched and groaned intermittently. The actress felt pretty good about herself at the moment, reducing Reece to a pile of mush. She propped herself up on her elbow and traced a line down from Reece's forehead to her lips, studying the face that she adored so much. Running her fingers through thick wet black hair, Faith noticed blue eyes attempting to glare at her. The blonde gave the club owner a quick peck on the lips and sat up, smiling.
Reece narrowed her eyes. "I'm glaring at you. You're not supposed to be happy."
"And just what am I supposed to be doing?" Faith asked running her hands up the long legs beside her, her fingers sliding sensuously over the bent knees.
Reece sighed dramatically. "Well, not that," she gestured with her chin to Faith's hands as they began to lightly massage her thighs.
Faith grinned crookedly and watched her hands as they moved. "I think you have the most fantastic body." She started widening her massage to the tall woman's calves, pulling a soft groan from her throat. Green eyes twinkled in delight. "I love to touch you."
"Wait a sec..." the club owner purred in pleasure, stretched her body as long as it could get and flexed every single muscle, letting all of her limbs hit the mattress with a thud when she was done. "Okay, I'm better now."
Faith gulped, "God, baby. I swear you're perfect." Her gaze danced back and forth, up and down the relaxed body. She replaced her hands on Reece's legs and rubbed.
"Hey," the tall woman leaned up on her elbows. "What's up? Why are you paying so much attention to me? Not that I mind, of course."
"I like it," Faith looked up through her bangs as she watched her fingers flit over Reece's skin, "and because I can." She shrugged. "These last four days, I felt this power, a good kind of power. I had total control of your pleasure and your body." She bent down, kissed and then licked Reece's knee.
"Whoa, hey... that tickled," Reece chuckled, reaching out to pull Faith's chin away from her leg.
"It just startles me sometimes that you are all mine. The fact that you trust me with you in the most vulnerable state, that you give yourself to me willingly..." Faith paused, looking into smiling blue eyes. "I just want to keep touching you. I'm afraid that you'll take it all away from me. I don't know what I'd do if you did."
Reece sat up and kissed her lover. "I can honestly say, I know exactly what you mean."
Faith blushed, seeing the truth in deep blue eyes. "Oh, Reece, I'm not that special. You can have anyone..."
"Stop. You just cut that out. We've been here before. If I can finally accept that you aren't going anywhere, then you can, too," the club owner stared unblinking into Faith's eyes, trying to show her the truth. "God, Faith, I've never trusted anyone, with anything. I trust you with my life. You gotta believe me."
Faith smiled, slightly embarrassed for going there in the first place. She was insecure and sometimes it hit her when there was no reason at all to worry. Like now. "I'm sorry, baby," she grinned sheepishly. "I believe you, I really do. I don't know why I said that."
Reece accepted the kiss and made a satisfied noise in her chest when Faith's arms pulled her impossibly close. They shared kisses, tightly enclosed in the circle of each other's arms for a long while before Faith pulled away to burrow her face in Reece's neck.
"You better now?" the tall woman asked, running her hands up and down her lover's back.
"Much," Faith yawned. "I could sleep right here. Mmmm."
"I gotta pee like a racehorse."
Faith slapped Reece on the shoulder. "Gosh, baby, always the romantic." Reece chuckled. "Go pee."
Faith jumped, Reece groaned.
Faith slapped Reece on the butt; a blue eye glanced at the clock. It was a reasonable enough hour, but, still, she was exhausted.
A long arm reached from under the blanket and grabbed the annoying object. Reece growled into the receiver. A tousled blond head lifted up and a bloodshot green eye popped open to investigate.
"Oooo, Reece, bad timing?"
The blonde head hit the pillow and Faith turned over, snuggling her naked butt into her lover's side. Reece continued in a gravelly voice. "Is my house on fire?"
"Are you on fire?"
"Reece, I just..."
"Good then." As soon as Reece hung up the phone, it rang again. She bolted upright and gave the phone her evilest glare. Faith grumbled and pulled the covers over her head, glad the phone was on Reece's side of the bed.
"This better be fucking good, Freak!" Reece paused and hung her head. "Oh man, sorry, Mr. A..." The comforter groaned and Reece shot the lump beneath it a look. "Hold on a sec."
Faith's hand appeared and she took the phone under the covers with her. Reece made tracks to the bathroom, grumbling under her breath.
A loud groan was heard from the bedroom and Reece felt a little better that her lover was suffering the effects of their late night-early morning lovemaking. "What did he want?" she yelled around her toothbrush.
"He wants to take me to a baseball game. Did you ever?" Faith padded up behind her lover and rested her face against her naked back.
Reece snickered as she felt all of Faith's weight lean into her body. She's gonna fall asleep like that, she mused, spitting out the toothpaste. "Come on, sleepy head, you gotta get into the shower."
"Your dad don't need to smell you or me, for that matter." Reece aimed her sleepy lover towards the shower and patted her on the butt.
"No. Changed my mind. Not going." Faith fell into the tall body, wrapped her arms around her back and sighed contentedly.
"Aw, babe. He really wants you to go. Just this once wouldn't kill you." Reece kissed the top of Faith's head and walked them towards the shower. "I'll wash you?" she offered, turning on the water.
"Mmmm. K. That sounds good." Green eyes opened and Faith grinned at the nipple near her face. "Morning there cutie," she said to it.
Reece chuckled, "If that's what motivates you..." She let go of Faith and pinched both her nipples to attention, then stepped into the shower.
Faith's eyes lit up, her vision narrowed on the two rigid points. "Oooo yeah. I'll follow those anywhere."
Reece didn't have much to do that day, so she went back to bed. Lately, with what Faith had been putting her through, the gym seemed almost silly. She was sure all of her major muscle groups got the workout they needed, the minor ones, too.
After her nap, the club owner dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and took Smudge out for a walk. On the way back to the house, she spotted Faith before the actress saw her first. Reece snuck up behind her lover and whispered in her ear, "Hey, little girl, wanna piece of candy?"
Faith shivered. "Oooo, what kind are you offering?" she turned around and wound up in the circle of Reece's arms; Smudge jumped up and down trying to get her attention.
"Any kind you want," Reece kissed her lover and released her, allowing Faith to bend down and pay attention to the puppy. "Did you and your dad have a good time?"
Faith picked up the dog and started walking towards the house. "You know... I did," she smiled. "It was like being a kid again. Me and my daddy, just like the Pancake House. I had a great time." The actress stopped in front of the house and faced Reece with a big smile.
Reece smiled back, "I knew you'd have fun."
Faith nodded rapidly, "Yeah, only this time my dad bought me beer and hot dogs. Did you know I never ate a Nathan's hot dog until today?"
Reece feigned shock as they entered the house. "No, say it isn't so!"
Faith giggled at her lover's expression, "Oh, cut it out." She settled into the living room and took off Smudge's leash. "What did you do today?"
Reece grabbed a beer from the fridge and joined Faith in the living room, sitting on the recliner. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing," she grinned.
"Really? Not even the gym?" Faith watched as her lover swallowed, loving the way she tilted her head back when she did.
"Well, I kinda thought it would have been redundant after the way you've been working me," Reece smirked wickedly and stretched out her body to make her point.
Faith gulped. She was already loving Reece's throat, and now the smirk. "You just keep doing things like that and I'll never let you out of bed, Reece."
"Ooo, now that's scary," she chuckled.
Moments of silence passed as Reece drank her beer and Faith watched her tongue wipe her lips.
Reece raised an eyebrow at Faith's hooded look, "What are you thinking about?"
"You have this most sexy habit. Every time you take a swig of beer, you wipe your lips with your tongue. It's hell watching you drink in public."
"We're not in public now." Reece emptied the bottle and left her lips wet. "Wanna do it for me?"
Faith was straddling her in a flash, sucking the sexy lips she'd been fixated on.
Reece groaned. She pulled herself away and stared at Faith's flushed face. "I do that to you by drinking a beer?" she asked curiously.
"Oh yeah. Then again, it doesn't take much, Reece. I am so into you."
The club owner smiled brightly. "The feeling's mutual. I like that I turn you on."
"Do you ever." Faith wrapped her arms around Reece's neck and kissed her, this time not so hungrily, but sensuously.
The tall woman relaxed and accepted Faith's love. When the kiss ended, both women were smiling.
"What do you want to do with the rest of the day, baby?" Faith asked as she laid her head on a strong shoulder.
"What do you think about a tattoo?"
Faith sat up and stared at her lover, both her eyebrows arched in confusion. "Huh?"
"Well, I think I want one."
"You do? Where? Of what? When did this happen?"
Reece snickered, "Yeah, I do. I was thinking of an armband, right here," she pointed to her bicep. "I saw something I liked down at Violet's shop, but I don't want something that someone else will get, ya know? I want it to be only mine. I was thinking about a small tribal band, maybe with a personal design in the middle of it. Something symbolic. Japanese maybe."
Faith almost laughed at Reece's enthusiasm. "Well, you've obviously given this some thought," she chuckled. "I haven't heard you go on about something like that before."
"Well, what do you think?" the club owner asked expectantly, rubbing her hands up and down Faith's back.
"You're asking me? Its your body, baby," the actress played with a lock of Reece's hair.
"It's more your body than mine, Faith. You certainly have a right to an opinion."
"Are you serious? Oh, Reece, that's so sweet! Of course you can get a tattoo."
Reece lit up. "Yeah? Thanks, I really want this."
"I'll admit that I was surprised that you didn't have any to begin with." Faith leaned her head back on her lover's shoulder and idly ran her fingers through thick, black hair.
"I always wanted one or some, but never could come up with something I wanted to have forever. It's a big decision."
"I always wanted one too, but I was chicken of the pain. Once I got my nipple pierced, that whole fear went out the window. Nothing could hurt like that did."
"Oh? It hurt?" Reece kissed the top of Faith's head.
"Like crazy. Violet wanted to numb it, but I got visions of the dentist and my lip feeling like it was forty pounds. I couldn't imagine my nipple in that condition, so I went for it without the numbing. Bad choice."
"Why didn't you tell me it hurt so bad?"
"Cuz it didn't any more by the time you saw it. Besides, you should have seen your face." Reece chuckled, making Faith smile against her neck.
"I like it. A lot."
"I know, baby." Faith sat up and gave Reece a quick kiss. "Hey, what about animal."
"What?" Reece furrowed her eyebrows.
"The Japanese symbol in the armband. How about animal... or strength... or love..."
"How about Faith."
The actress's mouth hung open. "You'd get that on your arm forever?"
"Why not?" Reece shrugged. "Uncle Frankie always told me to have faith. A million times a day, I should have faith. Then it happened. Faith walked in to my life and changed it completely. I can never go back and I can never forget. It would mean a whole lot to me to wake up every morning and see faith on my body."
The actress looked like she was going to cry as Reece cupped her face. "That is the most wonderful thing..."
"So it's okay?" Reece asked hesitantly. Faith nodded and kissed her lover's palm. "You're not going to cry every time you see it?" she teased. Faith shook her head and sucked a finger into her mouth. "Okay, so it's a plan... what are you doing?" Reece shivered.
"Loving you." Faith continued to suck on Reece's fingers.
"Mmmm, my lips are feeling pretty left out."
"I can fix that."
"No doubt." Reece slipped her hand into Faith's hair and guided her lips to her own.
Violet, Reece and Faith stood huddled over the tattoo artist like expectant mothers while he drew up the design. It was a small, but strong, design that would frame the symbol in the middle perfectly... reverently. It was just what Reece had wanted. When he finally finished, he held it up to the tall woman's bicep and waited.
"Wow, baby, it's gorgeous!" Faith hopped up and down excitedly.
Reece was more nervous than she let on. Sure, she had a piercing, but it was one needle and it took a split second to finish. This was a whole lot of needles and it was going to take an hour. She blamed her nervous sweat on the small, stuffy studio and Faith seemed to believe her. Good thing, too, the club owner was more afraid of Faith finding out that she was scared than she was of getting the tattoo. She watched as the artist applied the design to her skin and nodded her approval when she looked in the mirror.
"Okay then. All set. Just take a seat over there," Violet said as she nodded to the dentist-looking chair. "I got a client now."
Reece's eyes widened, but she obeyed and lay back in the chair. Faith pulled up a stool and sat next to her with a huge, proud smile.
"Are you as excited as I am?" the actress spontaneously kissed her lover.
The club owner chuckled at Faith's enthusiasm. "Yeah, I can hardly wait," she mumbled.
Faith leaned down and kissed Reece's ear, then whispered in it, "You don't fool me. I know you're nervous, baby, that's why I'm going to hold your hand."
Reece grinned and nodded. Faith knew her better than anyone. Grateful that her lover twined their fingers together, she took a deep breath and relaxed. "Let's go, buddy. I haven't got all day," she said in her best irritated voice.
Faith leaned over her lover to watch the artist start tattooing. She saw Reece's arm flinch of it's own accord when the needles hit. She glanced at her lover's face only to find her staring down her shirt with a big grin on her face. "Does it hurt?"
"Not really. Can you lean a little to the left?" Reece craned her neck to see further into Faith's cleavage.
The actress laughed. "I can't sit like this the whole time, baby," she teased.
"Hey, tat' guy, can she sit on my lap?"
The man stopped working and assessed the situation. It would certainly be a first, but he didn't see any problem as long as Reece didn't move her arm. "Sure, get comfy, but you can't move after I start again, okay?"
"You hear that, Faith? You'll have to sit still."
He pulled the chair into an upright position and Faith sat between Reece's legs, leaning her back into her lover's front.
Faith groaned after they got settled. Reece was breathing down her neck. "Oh, god, this is going to be torture."
Reece grinned evilly and tasted Faith's ear.
"Okay, it's all done. Go take a look at it."
Reece was reluctant to move, having enjoyed Faith being between her legs and at her mercy for over an hour. The actress scrambled off her lover's lap, flushed and breathing erratically. She flashed Reece a look that was a cross between relief and desire. Reece snickered and stood up quickly to hide her own desire.
"Oh, honey, it's awesome!" Faith exclaimed of the tattoo.
The tall woman studied the new tattoo in the mirror from all angles. The black designs around the Japanese faith seemed to twine around it and hold it, almost cradling it. It was perfect. "That looks great. Thank you," Reece smiled widely at the artist.
"I love it, Reece!" Violet said happily. "It looks fantastic!"
"Thanks. It means a lot to me, too. It's not just random ink," Reece said seriously.
"I know," the piercer nodded, sharing a deep moment with her friend.
Reece didn't feel like going into work that night, not after the way Faith behaved when they gotten home from the tattoo shop, but work was work, so here she was. The tall woman didn't want to wear a tux, either. She knew the fresh tattoo would rub annoyingly against the shirt and the ink was going to stain it. Faith suggested Reece change the outfit a little and wear her black long-sleeve T-shirt under the jacket instead of the tux shirt and bow tie.
Reece was glad she listened as the soft cotton felt much more comfortable than the stiff shirt she'd usually wear. Settling onto her usual barstool, the club owner smiled politely at Amber the bartender and then turned to face the club.
Faith lay in bed and looked at the clock for what was probably the twentieth time in two hours. She missed her lover already; it felt like she'd been gone forever. The actress felt even more connected to Reece now, as if the tattoo sealed some sort of open door and she was forever a part of her lover. She felt confident, more than she'd ever been, and she felt special. She rolled over and smooshed her face into Reece's pillow, inhaling and experienced an overwhelming feeling of need wash over her with the scent. Not a sexual need, but a longing to feel the woman she was suddenly so connected with, a need to look at her physical body and not just inhale her essence. Faith became worried at her behavior; after all this time in their relationship, she wondered why she felt this way now. Surely, she could wait the few more hours until her lover came home? Faith felt like she may bust with anticipation. It scared her.
Cori couldn't wait to get finished with her set. She was waiting all night to see Reece... and her new tattoo. Not only couldn't she believe that the woman who called her a freak had gotten a tattoo, but also what she decided to put on her skin forever nearly floored her. Violet had described it in detail and even drew it for her. She told her that it was the perfect embellishment for the perfect bicep. Faith... who woulda thought? The depth of its meaning didn't get passed the dancer and she was almost misty over the whole thing. Of course, she couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease her boss either, so she continued to squeeze through the crowd towards the tall club owner.
Reece could feel the tattoo throbbing and shifted uncomfortably. It wasn't like she was even thinking about it, it simply made its presence known. It burned some and she likened the feeling to a skinned knee. The design wasn't as elaborate on the inside of her arm as on the bicep, but, still, there was ink there and it was pretty sensitive. She held her arm away from her body slightly and pursed her lips. Maybe I need to put that stuff on it now, she thought and then pursed her lips even tighter when she realized she'd have to take off her clothes to do so. Fuck. Reece pouted until she saw the curious looks she was getting from Amber and grinned sheepishly.
"Whassup, Boss? You look kinda moody," the bartender said as she swiped Reece's glass away.
"Ah, it's nuthin." Blue eyes looked up and Reece's gaze traversed the expanse of skin Amber was exposing, stopping on the thin Celtic style armband.
Amber blushed at the blatant examination. She, like all the other women in the club, harbored a big crush on the boss and the way the tall woman seemed to be checking her out made her giddy. She spoke before she could control herself. "See something you like?"
Reece's both eyebrows shot up and she fought the blush of embarrassment she suddenly felt, just that second realizing how she was misinterpreted.
"Uh, actually, yeah," she stammered. When the hell did I become such a nerd? she wondered, never before having been flustered over a woman's advances. "How long did that take to heal?" she pointed at the tattoo she had been staring at.
"Oh, is that what you were looking at?" Amber blushed again. "I thought... sorry, Boss." Reece tipped her head slightly in acceptance, so the bartender continued, "Oh, about a week or so, I really don't remember. Why? Ya thinking of getting one?"
"Got one today; it's driving me crazy," Reece grit her teeth when she spoke for emphasis.
"Where? What of?" Amber lit up, having finally found something in common to talk to the quiet woman about.
Reece lifted her elbow and grimaced as the shirt stuck to her tattoo. "Armband, it's tribal with a kanji in the middle."
"Yeah? Can I see it?"
The club owner graced the bartender with her best sly, sexy grin. "For that, Amber, I'd have to take off my shirt."
Amber's cheeks turned red and she spilled the drink she was putting in front of her boss. "Well... in that case..." she laughed nervously.
Reece grinned even wider. Phew, thought I was losing it for a minute there.
Amber saw the shit-eating grin, caught on to Reece's game and went one better. She leaned closer and rested her tits on the bar. "Just keep putting ointment on it, don't let it dry out. You probably need to put some on it now, that's why it's irritating you. The long sleeves don't help any, either."
Reece narrowed her eyes at the display in front of her and then she chuckled at Amber, "Got it. Thanks. You can put those away now, before someone gets hurt."
Amber laughed, winked at Reece and walked away. When the club owner swiveled her stool around, she met Cori who was standing with her arms folded and her foot tapping, a big Cheshire grin on her face.
"You look like you're about to explode." Reece observed.
"Welcome to the club... freak," Cori beamed.
"Oh, I see. One tattoo does not a freak make."
"When it's on you, it does. So, when are you dying your hair purple?"
"Ha. You kill me," Reece replied dryly, then winced.
"Ooo, it's annoying you, huh? Can I see it?" the dancer asked expectantly.
"Yeah, why the fuck not. I gotta put stuff on it now, anyway."
The club owner got up to head towards her office, confusing Cori. "Where are you going?"
Reece yelled over her shoulder. "I gotta take off my shirt. Are you coming or what?"
Amber raised her eyebrow at the boss; Cori did the neener-neener dance at Amber. "She doesn't wear a bra," she teased and hurried to catch up to Reece.
Maybe I've lost my mind, the actress wondered of her impulsive behavior as the cab pulled up in front of The Lounge. I should leave her alone... we spent the whole day together, it's not like I haven't seen her. She only left a few hours ago. Faith paid the driver and got out of the taxi. She stood in front of the club, trying to make sense out of why she came there. Is it crazy that I just need to smell her neck? Green eyes rolled at her own question. Of course, it's crazy. We spent the better part of three days making love... I had plenty of chances to smell her. God, I'm so needy all of a sudden. She paced back and forth gesturing and mumbling, finally coming to the conclusion that Reece was going to feel smothered if she went inside and turned on her heel to hail another cab. Oh, but she looked soooo delicious in that outfit tonight... Faith closed her eyes and enjoyed the vision in her mind for a few second before shaking her head. Stop that! Go home.
"Hey, Faith!" Sam called out. Shit. The actress turned around and smiled guiltily.
"What are you doing out there? Aren't you coming in? Are you okay?"
Faith knew she couldn't go home now. Sarge would tell Reece that she had been there and that wouldn't be a good thing at all. She took a deep breath and slumped her shoulders a little. "Yeah, I'm alright. Just coming to spy on the woman," she tried joking.
Sam grinned and nodded, "I don't think you have anything to worry about, boss lady is a whole new person now that you came along." Sarge held the door open for Faith.
Sam's words went straight to Faith's heart. "Thank you, Sarge, that was the nicest thing to say."
"It's the truth," the bouncer shrugged.
Reece tossed her jacket on the desk and smirked at Cori. "You sure you can control yourself when I take off my shirt?" she teased.
"I don't know, Reece," Cori said with mock seriousness. "Maybe you should tie me up."
"Hmmm," The tall woman pulled her shirt out of her pants. "Not a bad idea," she walked around her desk and opened a drawer. "Now, where did I put that rope?"
The dancer chuckled nervously, "It was a joke, Reece." She couldn't see the tall woman trying desperately not to laugh as she bent down.
"No, I think you're right. My tits are magical, one look at them and who knows what you'll do?" she teased holding up a length of rope.
"You're kidding, right?" Cori backed up; Reece advanced. "Come on, Reece, you know how I get when someone ties me up."
"Oh yeah, I sure do. I have first-hand experience," Reece chuckled and wiggled her eyebrow. "If I can recall, you get pretty hot." Without warning, she grabbed Cori's hand and spun her around.
"Oh god... why are you doing this?" Cori groaned as the club owner tied both her wrists together behind her back.
Reece laughed, "Aw I'm just having fun with ya. Think about it, how many women out there," Reece pointed to the door, "would pay to be in your position?"
Cori snickered at the whole thing. "True," she tested her bonds and found that Reece didn't really tie her tightly; she could get out any second. "Not a good job with the ropes, boss lady."
"Told ya I was just foolin' with ya."
She lifted the shirt over her head and while the shirt covered her face, Cori pounced on her and attempted to retaliate, leaving Reece sprawled on the desk on her back with her shirt half on.
"You fucker! That's not fair!" Reece huffed and struggled while the dancer managed to tie her one arm to her chair.
Cori laughed maniacally. "Now how many women would pay to be in my position?" she asked between giggles, straddling the tall woman and holding her free arm with both hands.
Faith stood in the doorway, shocked half out of her mind at what she was seeing. Her mouth was hanging opened and her eyes were as wide as pie plates.
"You suck so bad! I can't believe how bad you suck!" Reece growled. "At least take my shirt off my head!" She bucked her lower body, trying to dislodge Cori.
"No fucking way. God, I wish I had a camera." Cori took in the whole picture and snickered, "I wonder if you're ticklish?"
"Don't you even THINK about it! Fucking freak!"
"Hey, all I wanted to do was see the tattoo, you were the one who had to tie me up."
The actress started breathing again, relief washed over her like a Valium and she almost slid to the floor. When she first walked in, she really didn't know what to think. Now that she had some sort of idea, she figured Cori was retaliating and, boy, was she surprised to see how the dancer had bested her lover. A grin spread across her face as she got a really devious idea.
"Get off me! Cori! This isn't funny!" Reece was dragging the chair back and forth during the struggle and it finally fell over, taking her upper body with it.
Cori laughed her ass off as the tall woman's shoulders slid off the desk, arching her naked chest to the ceiling. "Oh, yeah, this is priceless. I really wish I had a camera."
The dancer jumped a foot in the air when she felt the hand cover her mouth. When Faith stepped into her line of vision, Cori paled visibly and her eyes threatened to pop out of her head.
"You're too quiet, Freak... what are you planning? This is sooo unfair. You just wait until I get up! You are so dead!"
Faith nodded her chin towards her struggling lover and winked at the dancer, letting her know it was okay. Cori, breathed an audible sigh of relief, so loud that Reece stopped struggling and craned her neck to try and understand what was going on.
"What was that for?" the club owner asked.
"Just admiring your tits," the dancer glanced at Faith who covered her mouth and giggled quietly.
"Cori, don't play like that. Let me up," Reece said with discomfort in her voice.
"Do you know what I can do with you in this position, Reece? God, the possibilities are endless."
Faith snuck over towards Reece's chest and leaned over her lover.
Reece's whole body flinched when she thought that Cori was breathing that closely to her breasts.
"Okay, Cor, that's enough," she started dragging the fallen chair around in an effort to get up.
"Yeah? Then why are your nipples getting hard? Hmm?"
Reece gulped, "Hey, it's only normal that they would, I mean..."
Faith bit her lip at her lover's babbling.
"Yeah... yeah. You know, I dream about you sometimes, Reece, mmmm, yeah," Cori squirmed on top of the tall woman or emphasis and Reece stiffened her body. "You won't tell if I have a little fun, will you?" Cori winked at Faith who rolled her eyes at the dramatics.
"Uh, come on, Cor, I'm getting uncomfortable. All the blood is rushing to my head."
Faith breathed on an exposed nipple and Reece tried to back away unsuccessfully.
"Fuck, Cori! That's enough!" Reece's body acted on it's own accord and her nipple got even harder.
"Ooo, yeah, look at that..." Cori bit her lips so she wouldn't laugh.
Faith opened her mouth and the dancer almost died. She had no idea what Reece would do if she thought that she was licking her tit. She prepared to for the worst, gripping Reece's arm like a vice. The actress flattened her tongue and bathed her lover's nipple, Reece gasped and continued to struggle. Faith bit the nipple and the club owner went wild.
"What the fuck?" Reece bucked violently trying to get Cori off. "Are you demented?" she asked in a near hysterical tone, thrashing around on her back like crazy.
Faith reached up and ripped the shirt off her lover's head, grinning like a maniac.
"Faith? Oh shit... you have no idea..." Reece let her head fall back over the side of the desk and tried to calm her heartbeat.
Cori got up off of Reece and stood with a shit-eating smile. The two women high-fived each other and waited until the tall woman gathered herself together.
"Would someone mind untying me?" Reece asked meekly. "I see spots before my eyes."
Faith volunteered, but when her lover sat up and pulled her shirt back down, she had to laugh, "How the hell did Cori get you in that position?"
"She ambushed me," Reece said with a small embarrassed blush.
"You had it coming," Cori stuck her tongue out. "Now can I see that tattoo?
"No fucking way am I pulling my shirt over my face again with the both of you in the room. Uh uh," Reece gripped the hem of her shirt tightly.
Faith laughed. "It's okay, baby, we'll behave," she and Cori winked at each other.
Reece narrowed her eyes. "You have no idea what I went through just now. I thought that Cori was... well... you guys suck."
"Oh, my god! Is that a pout?" the dancer pretended to be shocked.
"Cute, huh?" Faith wrinkled her nose.
"Fuck you both," Reece pouted harder.
Faith went over and pouted back at her lover, looking as pathetic as she could, sniffling and everything.
"The only way I'll forgive you is if you finish what you started," Reece poked Faith in the forehead. "You, on the other hand," she shot a look at Cori, "are not ever forgiven."
"You're just pissed 'cuz I got you," Cori gloated. "But seriously, Reece, you need to put stuff on that tat."
"You promise not to move?" Cori crossed her heart. "Alright then." The club owner gave the dancer a final glare then quickly pulled the shirt over her head.
"I'll cover your tits, baby," Faith said as she palmed both Reece's breasts.
"Gee, thanks," the tall woman gulped and beckoned the dancer over to see.
"That's awesome, Reece! Wow!" she studied it for a minute and watched as the tall woman spread the ointment on. "So, that in the middle means 'faith'?
The actress stood taller and smiled proudly. "Yep," she answered for her lover.
"That's so cool. I'm totally tingly over this whole thing," Cori smiled warmly.
"You sure it wasn't my tits?" Reece teased, leaning into Faith's hands.
"Oh, yeah, that was it," the dancer rolled her eyes.
"Speaking of her tits..." Faith gestured to the doorway with her chin. "I got something to finish."
"Roger that." Cori marched out of the office and closed the door behind her. She opened it again to tell them to lock it and found that Faith was already attached to Reece's breast, the club owner's head thrown back. I don't think their honeymoon will ever be over, she mused to herself as she closed the door again.
Reece slipped quietly out of bed and gently kissed her lover on the cheek. She was so relieved to see Faith still in bed with her that she almost jumped up and down. Summer was approaching and, with it, the final weeks of filming for Faith. The atmosphere in the Corbett-Ashford household was tense, for more than one reason. If Faith wasn't on the set, she was running to a studio to do dialogue replacement. Reece felt like she saw her lover less and less every day. This sucked for the club owner, since she'd just recently began to feel comfortable in their shared daily routines. Now, with this going on, they hardly had time to talk to each other face to face and wound up having most of their conversations via cell phone. Faith was stressed out and she was very nervous about her first movie. Reece would be happy when all of this was over and she had her girlfriend back home where she belonged. The tall woman would never admit it to anyone, but she couldn't remember how she lived in this house before Faith.
To make Reece's nerves even more frazzled, Smudge had just reached his six-month mark and that meant a trip to the vet today, one that made her less than thrilled. The pup's embarrassing behavior had increased and he was indiscriminate about whom he humped, sometimes leaving Reece slightly red faced and apologetic while she took him for his daily walks. Although she understood why she had to neuter her dog, she still felt bad about doing it. At least Faith was going to be home today and they'd both be there with Smudge. Just thinking about spending some time together with her lover made Reece smile and her mood brighten.
The small dog bounded into the kitchen and skidded to a stop at Reece's feet. He looked at the spot where his food was supposed to be and then back at his auntie with his head cocked to the side. "Sorry, little man, no breakfast for you, today's the big day," Reece sighed as she watched her coffee drip.
Smudge didn't approve of this and he began to yap, attacking Reece's bare ankle.
"Ow! Quit it!" The tall woman squatted down and picked up the dog, glaring at him. "You'll wake Mommy!" He only squirmed around and tried to chew on her fingers. "Okay, I know you want your food. Later, buddy, when we come home."
Still not satisfied, but hearing the sad tone of his auntie's voice, Smudge relented and sat still in the strong hands.
"You see, your mommy -- not me, mind you -- made an appointment for you at the doctor's today. He's gonna give you happy drugs and you'll do sleepies. When you wake up, you'll be a whole new dog."
Smudge didn't know what to make of the whole thing, but he loved his tall human, so he allowed her to kiss his nose and put him on the floor. He sat there obediently at her feet looking up at her, waiting for his food. When it didn't come, he slinked dejectedly into the living room.
Reece sighed into her cup of coffee and sat at the table. "He hates me," she muttered to herself.
Faith finished brushing her teeth and flopped back into bed. She rolled onto her stomach and stretched loudly, knowing that when Reece heard her she'd be up the stairs in seconds. The actress was so happy to be home and to have this whole day with her lover. She snickered a bit when Smudge raced into the room first, hopping madly by the side of the bed. She reached over and grabbed him, plopped him down on the fluffy comforter and waited for Reece. Faith smiled widely when Reece appeared in the doorway with a cup of coffee for each of them.
"Morning, sexy," Faith leaned over and kissed Reece as she settled down on the bed.
"I missed you," the tall woman pouted.
"I know, honey. It's only a few more weeks. Then I'll be all yours again."
Reece thought for a moment, drinking her coffee. "We're going on a vacation when you're finished. Just you and me."
Faith perked up. "Oh yeah? Where are we going?" she asked excitedly.
"Someplace far. Preferably a beach."
Faith took Reece's coffee and put it on the nightstand with her own, then jumped on top of her, pushing her onto the bed with a big hug. "I love you."
"Mmmm. I love this," Reece smiled.
"I'm so sorry, baby. I miss you terribly, too," the actress showered Reece with tiny kisses.
"It's not your fault, movie star," Reece teased.
"Hey, that's not fair," Faith slapped her playfully.
Reece chuckled, enjoying the feel of Faith in her arms, awake.
The actress kissed her lover on the lips before sitting up. "Baby? As much as I hate to break this moment, I have to get dressed. We have a date with the vet."
"Ugh. Don't remind me." The tall woman picked up the pup and hugged him to her chest as she watched Faith go to the closet.
Faith sighed and put her hand on Reece's bouncing leg to still it. After dropping Smudge off at the vet's, they went out for breakfast and then did a little shopping to ease Faith's nerves. This, of course, did nothing to calm Reece's agitation; it only made her more edgy. They'd been back at the vet's office for almost a half hour and, in that small period of time, Reece menaced the poor receptionist a total of three times. Faith rolled her eyes as her lover stood abruptly to pace the small waiting area. She shot the poor receptionist a sympathetic smile as she flinched when the tall woman shot out of the seat.
"Reece, he's fine. It's a minor procedure. They just want to watch him while he wakes up from the anesthesia." Faith gestured for her lover to come back and sit.
"They cut off his balls, Faith. You call that minor?"
Now the receptionist gave Faith a sympathetic smile. She'd had much practice explaining this sort of thing to worried "parents".
Faith sighed again and closed the magazine she was reading. She was about to give Reece an annoyed glare when the doctor came into the waiting area carrying a very sleepy Smudge.
"It's about time!" Reece held her hands out to hold the dog who attempted to wiggle his way towards her even in his semi-drugged state.
The doctor placed the pup in Reece's hands and raised an eyebrow when the first thing she did was lift his tail to inspect. "Okay, so he's going to be sleepy for a while, don't let him bite at his boo boo..."
Reece tuned him out and walked outside of the office cradling her pup. Faith would get all the instructions. Right now, she needed some air. Seeing her baby with his tongue hanging out made her queasy. "How are you, little man?" She whispered to the dopey pup. He whimpered pathetically and tried to burrow under her arm. "I know, baby," she soothed and arranged him in his favorite position in the crook of her elbow. She narrowed her eyes at the door at the same moment that Faith exited the office.
"So, how is he?" the actress asked expectantly, hurrying over to touch the pup.
"I guess he's okay. He was crying, though; it probably hurts," she looked down at Smudge, now sleeping comfortable against her body. "That's right, you sleep."
The two women walked slowly through the village, Faith holding Reece's elbow, steering her most of the time as she didn't take her eyes off of Smudge. Faith expected Reece to be overprotective, but she didn't expect her to be so tender. She had no idea from where the tall woman drew this. She smiled at her lover's behavior and allowed her to dote on the dog for as long as she wanted. It was fascinating to watch Reece grow emotionally; Faith wasn't going to interrupt.
Knowing Faith probably needed reinforcements, Cori and Violet showed up a few minutes after they arrived home with Smudge. Cori was amazed at how Reece interacted with the small dog, but she didn't make a big deal out of it; she didn't want to embarrass Reece. She took in the sight of the tall woman laying on her stomach, stretched out on the floor next to Smudge's bed. The club owner was wearing a tank top and jeans, her ass looked different than the last time he saw her in those same jeans. She noticed that Reece seemed to have grown more muscle in the last month, her arms and legs more cut and defined, too. Her tattoo now adorned her bicep like a trophy and Reece seemed eager to show it off to the world, wearing a lot more sleeveless shirts lately. Cori glanced over at Faith and received a raised eyebrow, questioning her pensive expression. The dancer decided to ask her question out loud. "Hey, boss lady, have you been spending more time at the gym?"
"Yeah, why?" Reece rolled over and sat up, wrapping her arms around her knees.
"It shows. You look good."
"That's the understatement of the year," Faith snorted. "She's divine. She's a goddess... and she's all mine."
"Oh, brother," Violet chuckled.
"Pipe down, Freaklett," Reece growled.
"Do you have a new workout or something? I haven't seen you look this good in a long time." Cori commented.
"Yeah, something like that." It's called, 'Faith's never home and I hate it here without her.'
"Well your tattoo looks great on that beautiful bicep," Violet mentioned.
Faith eyed her lover's arm as she lifted it up and flexed. "Oh, baby, bring that here," she licked her lips dramatically.
"Oh, please! Do you guys ever stop?" Cori rolled her eyes.
"Hey, we hardly see each other any more. It's more like, do we ever have the time to start?" Reece said with a tinge of frustration in her voice.
"I'm sorry, sweetie, come here," Faith patted the couch next to her.
Reece sat down and immediately wrapped her arm around Faith's shoulder. The actress smiled contentedly as she leaned into the warm body.
"Aww, that's a perfect picture, guys," Violet grinned at the couple.
Faith lifted her hand and traced Reece's tattoo with her index finger. "I have this urge to lick it," she said with a chuckle.
Reece raised an eyebrow and wiggled it. "Ooo, baby. Save that for later," she purred.
Faith shivered as she always did when Reece spoke in that tone of voice.
"Licking tattoos," Cori sniffled. "Our little Faith is all grown up," she dabbed at invisible tears.
"Ha ha," Faith replied dryly, running all of her fingers up and down Reece's arm.
Blue eyes lowered and Reece watched Faith's fingers and the wake of goosebumps they left behind. "That feels good," she muttered.
"Uh oh, that may be our cue, baby," Violet teased.
Cori laughed as her tall friend closed her eyes completely. "Definitely our cue. Later guys."
Faith had already climbed onto Reece's lap and was running both hands up and down both Reece's arms when the door closed. The actress had quickly gotten lost in the feel of her lover and vise versa.
Reece let her head fall back and she hummed in pleasure as Faith's fingers began to tickle her belly, her whole body breaking out in goosebumps now.
Faith traced every muscle in Reece's torso, loving every inch of her newly sculpted body with her fingertips. She pulled the tank top off of Reece's body and smiled indulgently at what was presented to her. "God, you're beautiful," she whispered as her hands started their journey all over again.
Reece groaned. "Wanna take this upstairs?"
"No. I don't want to make love. I just want to touch you. Is that okay?"
"Perfect. What ever you want."
Reece reclined in the hot tub with Faith nestled between her legs. The club owner had her knees bent and Faith's back was snuggled up to her front. The actress's arms draped loosely over Reece's thighs, the back of her head resting on a strong shoulder. Reece sighed contentedly, loosened her arms around Faith's middle and let the warm water relax every muscle. Her thumb traced slow patterns on her lover's belly as the constant sound of the motor that worked the water jets lulled her.
Faith's earlier exploration started innocently enough, she seemed to want to memorize every inch of Reece's body with her fingertips. The strong, tall woman thought she could withstand the touches, allow Faith the opportunity to learn what she wanted, but, in the end, her body was thrumming with energy, charged and ready. It wasnt so much arousal, although that was definitely in the mix, more like a crackling, an electric current traveling through her veins. Reece wanted to retaliate, but Faith felt the intensity radiate out of those blue eyes and she wasn't prepared to let that kind of raw power loose on her already stressed body. Reece was surprised when she was marched into the bathroom, but she was hard pressed to find a reason to complain now.
"Mmmm," Faith hummed, turning her head and rubbing her cheek against Reece's skin.
"Yeah," Reece agreed, lifting her head off the rim of the tub, then ducking it down to kiss blonde hair.
"Cancun," Faith mumbled.
"Hmmm?" Reece opened her eyes and furrowed her brows.
"For our vacation, let's go to Cancun."
"Oh. Is that where you want to go?"
"Why? Did you have something else in mind?" Faith slipped away, turned around to face her lover and wrapped her arms around her neck.
"Nope. Honestly, I was going to ask Cori to find out where you wanted to go and surprise you," Reece's mouth slanted in a lopsided grin.
Faith rested her forehead against Reece's. "I love you. I'll follow you wherever you go."
"Loyalty is so hard to come by these days," Reece teased, pursing her lips and waiting for a kiss.
"Is that why you like Smudge so much?" Faith teased back and then gave Reece her kiss. "He'll follow you anywhere too."
"Ah, but he won't hump me anymore. Care to take over?"
"With pleasure, sexy," Faith giggled and made humping gestures.
Reece raised both eyebrows. "You keep that up and we'll never get out of this tub."
"And that's a bad thing?" the actress smiled and batted her eyelashes.
Reece batted hers back demurely and it struck Faith as hysterical. The club owner pretended to pout at her lover's outburst. "Fine, laugh at me, see if I care."
When Faith finally stopped laughing, she kissed Reece and stood up, causing the tall woman to stop pouting and start leering.
"Come on out, honey, I'm starved."
"Well, now that you mention it," the club owner stood, too.
"Oh yeah, I'll follow you anywhere," Faith muttered as she drank in the naked, wet body.
Faith wanted to go out for dinner, but Reece didn't want to leave Smudge home alone. The actress knew she'd have no chance in an argument against it, so they called Cori and Violet and asked them to pick up a pizza on their way. The four women lounged around the living room laughing, talking and eating, while Reece kept a protective eye on her still slightly groggy pup. At one point, Smudge stood up and yawned, making a small high-pitched sound and the tall woman nearly ran over to see if he was alright. Cori raised both eyebrows at Faith and pointed at the tall woman with her elbow. Faith shook her head and grinned as Reece gathered him up and brought him back to the floor where she was sitting.
"Reece, you're spoiling him. Let him be, already," the actress said around a mouthful of pizza.
"So? He was traumatized today. He deserves to be spoiled. Don't ya, little guy?"
Cori rolled her eyes.
"Oh, and I'd like to see how you handle it when they tear the insides outta Thelma and Louise, tough guy."
"Reece! We're eating!" Faith reprimanded.
The tall woman shrugged, "Well... I'm just saying..."
"OKAY, we get the picture," Violet held up her hand. "I'm sure I'll be a nervous wreck."
Reece stuck out her tongue triumphantly and gave some crust to Smudge who took it in his mouth and began to gnaw on it, holding it down against the tall woman's outstretched leg with his paw.
"Reece, dogs don't eat pizza," Cori scolded.
"This one does. See?"
"Geez, Faith, she's a lost cause!" Violet laughed.
"Tell me about it," Faith said with mock exasperation.
"Soon, he'll be sleeping in the bed and you'll be on that smelly thing in the corner of the living room," Cori pointed to Smudge's bed.
"Maybe she'll throw me some crust if I'm good," Faith teased.
Reece stood up with the pup. "Come on, little man, let's go get a beer and leave the wash women to themselves."
All three women in the living room laughed at that. Once in the confines of the kitchen, Reece pulled the divider down and lifted up the pups tail to inspect. Hmm... nothing much to see here. She put him down on the floor and he scampered to his water dish to wash down the crust. "I see you feel better," she told him. She cocked her head towards the living room and smiled, hearing the three women giggle and talk. Funny... she thought, it didn't piss me off when they teased me. The tall woman opened a beer and drank slowly. I'm completely at ease with a couple of freaks. Smudge scratched at Reece's leg and she automatically picked him up. "They're right, you know. You are totally spoiled," she said and kissed his head. Faith's laugh resonated into the kitchen and Reece felt her belly warm. God, I am so in love with her. She looked around the large space and took in all the changes Faith had initiated in the room. Place mats, frilly curtains, cute little potholders hanging from decorative hooks and even new pots hanging from the pot rack. What did it look like before her? The tall woman couldn't remember. In fact, she could hardly remember what anything was like before Faith. She tried to imagine life without Faith. A twinge of panic shot through her insides and she felt dizzy. Lord! Let's not do that again! she scolded herself. You have got to be the luckiest woman alive, Corbett... Faith's voice cut through her thoughts.
"Reece? What are you doing in there?"
The tall woman opened the divider and stuck her head through. "Just thinking how incredibly lucky I am that you love me."
Faith's mouth dropped open. She just said that in front of everyone?
"Faith, hon, you're gonna catch a fly," Cori nudged her with her shoulder. Truth be told, Cori had just closed her own mouth when she noticed Faith's.
Reece reappeared in the living room with a beer for everyone. All three women looked at her strangely and it made her a little uncomfortable. "What?"
"So, tell me more about this vacation Faith mentioned," Violet changed the subject, much to Reece's relief.
"We're going to Cancun," the club owner smiled.
Faith chuckled at the lack of information. "I called the travel agency today and made arrangements. We're going to a really cool resort... right on the beach! Reece is stopping in tomorrow to pick up brochures, but the web site they gave us showed enough to hook me," she said excitedly.
"And they have all kinds of water sports. I can't wait to get on a jet ski!" Reece said just as enthusiastically as Faith.
"Sounds like a great time. You guys need it," Cori nodded as she spoke.
"So do we get to watch the golden boy?" Violet pointed to the pup lounging across Reece's lap.
"Yeah, congratulations," Faith snickered.
"No problem, I'd be glad to. I'm sure the girls would love to have him over."
"Hmm, I don't know. What if he starts telling them how good he's got it back here? They'll want to move in here with that one," Cori pointed at Reece.
"Very funny, Freak," Reece grinned, knowing it was completely true. Smudge had her trained well.
Later that night, Faith sat on the couch with Reece on the floor in front of her, the tall woman's head resting on the couch between the actress's legs. Faith was combing her fingers absently through the thick, dark hair while she watched television. Reece had conked out a long time ago, but Faith wasn't sleepy and she didn't want to stop touching her lover, so she slipped the remote out from Reece's limp fingers and flipped on her favorite channel. It had been too long since they shared lazy moments like this and Faith knew the minute she started scratching Reece's head, the woman would be history, but she didn't mind. She loved giving the attention to her deprived lover as much as the club owner enjoyed it herself. Glancing down at the relaxed face between her legs, Faith smiled. I can't believe how much I love her. She kissed her fingers then placed them on Reece's lips. The club owner licked her lips in her sleep and Faith giggled. Returning her hand to the dark hair, she heard a small sigh escape the tall woman's lips. "And I say you spoil Smudge," she whispered.
"Guilty as charged," Reece whispered back.
"I thought you were asleep," Faith said quietly.
"I was, until you tickled my lips," Reece's mouth curved into a smile and she rubbed her cheek against Faith's thigh.
The actress stared at her lover's face, suddenly struck with the realization of how much Reece had changed... how she had become completely at ease with the relationship. The trust, the comfort that her face showed right now overwhelmed Faith. The tall woman had grown in ways neither one of them thought possible in the beginning. Faith felt a sort of powerful responsibility for the transformation. "Thank you."
Reece opened her eyes and tilted her head back to see her lover. "For what?" she asked in confusion.
"For everything. God, Reece, I love you so much," Faith bit back tears.
Reece became alarmed and she turned around completely, getting up on her knees to look directly in Faith's eyes. "What happened just now? Why are you crying?"
The actress wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. Reece's hair was absolutely hilarious after she had spent the last two hours messing it up. Instead, she attempted to smooth it down while she explained herself. "I know how much you gave up to be with me. I see how you've changed... for the better, mind you, and I know I'm responsible for a lot of those changes. I just wanted you to know that I love you, for everything. You mean the world to me, Reece. If you ever went away, I'd be devastated."
Reece grinned knowingly. "Don't you worry about me going anywhere," she leaned in and kissed the actress's cheek. "I thought I'd never say this, Faith... in my whole life... these thoughts never crossed my mind, but... I can't leave you. I need you in my life. You make it better. There's no one else in this world I'd want to spend my life with."
Faith's smile threatened to take over her whole face, even though tears were welled in her eyes. Was that almost a proposal??? "I wouldn't dream of leaving you. My life started the second after you kissed me."
Reece rested her head on Faith's shoulder. Jesus... that almost sounded like a proposal. The tall woman sighed with contentment. Would that be such a bad thing?
"I swear, Cori! It sounded like she was going to propose to me!" Faith tried to convince the dancer that she wasn't going crazy and that Reece really sounded like she meant it. She'd been dying to tell someone and called her friend the second she got to the set. Cori wasn't thrilled to be woken up so early, but the news Faith had given her thrust her into full awareness.
"She wasn't drunk?"
"I told you, no." By now, Faith was aware that Violet had picked up the extension.
"Okay, what exactly did she say, word for word."
"She said, 'I need you in my life. You make it better. There's no one else in this world I'd want to spend my life with.'"
"Oh, my god! I think you may be right!" Cori said, stunned.
"See?" Faith practically yelled into the phone. "What do you think, Vi?"
"I think you may have something there. What happened before that made her say that?"
"We were lying around in the living room, she fell asleep and, when she woke up, I told her how much I love her and that I wouldn't be able to live without her."
"Well, it sounds like the feeling is mutual. I'd take that for what it's worth, honey. I think you guys are destined to be together forever," Violet offered.
"But I can't believe Reece said that! Like, when she all of a sudden said how lucky she is that you love her? I think she's been thinking about this a lot, Faith. She may just propose to you yet," Cori said excitedly.
"Yess! I knew it! Can you imagine?" Faith gushed.
"I'll try to find out more at work, babe, okay?"
"Please do, Cori, I'd appreciate it!"
"Okay, now that I'm wide awake," Cori chuckled, "me and the woman have some business to take care of."
"Ooo, you go right ahead," Faith snickered and hung up the phone.
Reece climbed off of her bike and pulled off her helmet as she walked purposefully towards her destination. Once there, she paced back and forth for a few moments as she gathered her thoughts. "So there we were, in the dark, in the living room and I don't know what happened, 'cuz all of a sudden I wanted to ask her to marry me. What the hell is going on? Me? Marriage? What the fuck is that all about? Okay, so, I can't remember life without her and I can't imagine a tomorrow without her in it. But marriage?" The tall woman stopped pacing and looked at her feet. "Would it really make a difference in our lives if I did propose? I mean, she's gotta know that I love her more than life. I kinda told her that I can't live without her last night. Can that one question make such a big difference?" She squatted down and dusted off the headstone, "Tell me, Uncle Frankie."
Faith came home from the set and practically dragged her ass to the couch. She sprawled out on it and lifted her feet up, dropping them noisily, shoes and all, onto the coffee table. She blew out a breath and let her head fall back heavily. "God, two more days... just two more days and I'm a free woman."
Smudge heard the commotion and came running down the stairs, skidding into the couch. "Yap!"
"Hiya, sweetie," Faith watched the excited little dog leap up and down with his tail whipping back and forth. "I suppose you want me to lift you up here."
Smudge panted, walked backwards and attempted a running jump, missing his goal by a few inches.
"You do realize that I have to move in order to pick you up, don't you?"
The dog began barking frantically. Faith sighed heavily and leaned forward, grabbed the dog and flopped back into the comfortable cushions. She was thanked with a full facial licking. The actress couldn't help but giggle. "Thanks buddy, I needed that." She cuddled him to her face and slid down sideways until she was lying on the couch. Smudge curled up in the space between her shoulder and her neck with a happy little sigh. "Hey, take off my shoes, will ya?"
It was nearly morning when Reece trudged up the front steps. The club owner got home later than usual tonight, there had been a fight at the club involving one of the dancers and the girl wanted to press charges. Of course, it all happened right about closing time, too. The cops couldn't resist giving Reece a hard time, so when the lights came on, they took their own tour of the place, inspecting every crevice for trouble. They turned up with nothing out of place, but the tall woman's nerves were shot. All she wanted was to curl up in bed with her lover and sleep.
Reece walked into the house and waited. She frowned. Why isn't he coming to say hello? She flipped on the hallway light as she took off her boots. Glancing into the living room, she was surprised to see Faith asleep on the couch and tiptoed into the room. As she got closer, she noticed the reason of her lack of greetings tonight. Smudge was curled up in a ball nestled against Faith's neck. I don't blame you, little guy, best seat in the house. She squatted down next to her sleeping lover and kissed her softly on the temple.
Faith made a tasting sound and turned over; Smudge squeaked in protest, stretched and adjusted his position.
The tall woman shook her head in sympathy for Faith. Two more days, baby. Count 'em. One, two. Reece slipped off Faith's shoes and climbed onto the couch behind her, snuggling up into her back. She was asleep before her arm wrapped itself around the smaller body.
The club owner woke up to the most unusual sensation. She tried to make out what it was without opening her eyes, but she couldn't figure it out. Something was tickling her bicep; it was warm and soft, and feather light. It seemed to be tracing her tattoo. Reece's foggy brain took a moment, but when it registered, she grinned and flexed her arm. "Does it taste good?" she said in sleep-deepened voice.
"Uh huh," Faith replied, her tongue still tracing.
"You must have been beat last night, babe," Reece reached over with her free arm and tucked Faith's hair behind her ear.
The actress put her hand over Reece's mouth. Once she was through with her tattoo tasting, she removed it, propped up her elbow and leaned her head on her hand. "I'm done. You were saying?"
Reece smiled, amused at her lover's good mood despite her obvious exhaustion. "Rough day yesterday?"
"Oh god, you don't even know. We have to be done in two days and we have four days of work to do. I made so many costume changes yesterday... make up changes..."
"How come?" the club owner asked, skimming her fingertips down Faith's back and under her shirt.
"We had to re-shoot some scenes that we did earlier, sometimes months earlier. I tell you, John was near tears last night."
"Poor guy." Reece meant it, it just didn't sound like it. She was preoccupied with the feel of Faith's skin.
"Yeah... Reece, I'm getting all goosepimply."
The club owner glanced down at her lover's nipples and smiled, "I see."
"Mmm, well, before you go any further, I need to shower. I have six pounds of cover-up on my face."
"Come on, Faith..." Reece begged.
"No one said you can't join me in the shower," Faith smirked and jumped out of the couch.
"Woo hoo! Wet sex, I love it," Reece said as she started stripping off last night's clothes.
"Reece, did I mention how sweet it was that you joined me on the couch last night? It was wonderful to wake up with you all wrapped around me."
"I missed you," Reece shrugged, kicking the pants off her feet.
"I know, I'm sorry. Two more days." Faith hugged her near naked lover.
"I can't wait. Come on, get naked, you have to be at work soon!"
"Baby, maybe we should skip the shower, I want to take my time worshipping you. I'm tired of quickies."
"Faith, we have the rest of our lives for that... I'm not complaining. Trust me. I can't wait until I have the time to take a whole day, just touching you."
The actress narrowed her eyes at Reece. The tall woman had been saying things like that for a few weeks now, things alluding to them spending a lifetime together. Ever since Reece sounded like she was going to propose to her, Faith had been hearing these things louder and louder every day.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Reece was halfway up the stairs by the time Faith stopped thinking and started moving.
The actress hummed her way around the set, causing a few actors to give her the evil eye. She blew them off with a friendly little smile or a cute little wink. It was getting on their nerves.
John knew what put his friend in such a good mood, despite her exhaustion and stress. He'd had to cover the evidence of her early morning interlude and, to tell the truth, he was feeling pretty good -- simply because she was. It was a relief to finally have some good spirits around him for a change. Everyone had been so busy and so tense lately that he was starting to blemish.
"Hey, good looking," Faith snuck up behind the make up artist and swatted his butt playfully.
John regarded his grinning friend with a narrowed eye, "You know, Louise, I have the inside scoop as to why you're so cheery, and what a relief it is to see a happy face, but tell me... was it that good?"
Faith chuckled and crinkled her nose as she climbed up into her trailer. "It's always that good," she teased with a wiggle of her eyebrow.
"Does she have any brothers?" he joked.
"I doubt anyone can be as good as Reece," Faith sat on her bed and looked around. "I'm going to miss this place."
"Bite your tongue!" John ran over and sat down next to her. "You'll be so happy to be home again, making a life with Spike, maybe having babies..."
"Oh, no. Not babies. I have two already," Faith giggled.
"Well, I'm sure you'll be grateful to be able to devote more time to Reece. God, you two were made for each other," the make-up artist laid back and crossed his arms under his head. "I wish I had that."
Faith leaned on one elbow and looked down at her friend. "You will. It'll happen. Trust me. When you least expect it... bam... it happens."
"You excited about Cancun?" John changed the subject, not wanting to ruin Faith's good mood.
"Oh, my god, yes!" the actress climbed on top of John and started tickling him.
The make-up artist squealed with laughter and retaliated, both of them rolling around in a tickling match.
"AH! Okay! Uncle... uncle!" Faith gave up first, breathless from laughing.
John held her hands over her head pinning her to the bed. "Say it! Say John is the king of tickle fights!
"John is the king! Get off," Faith snickered.
"You have no idea how many men say that very thing to me," he joked.
"Oh god... that was fun." Faith rolled over and sat up, adjusting her clothing. "I'm going to miss seeing you every day," she said sadly.
"Oh please, Louise! Do you really think you'll get rid of me so quickly?"
"Thank you, John," Faith hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.
"What was that for?" he blushed.
"For being my friend, putting up with me at my very worst and making me feel better when I thought nothing could make me smile," Faith said sincerely.
"God, Faith, you're gonna make this queen cry," he said, already feeling weepy.
"Okay, now that that's out of the way. I think Reece is going to ask me to marry her."
"WHAT!?" John leapt up from the bed with his perfectly sculpted eyebrows arched high.
"Yeah," Faith snickered at his expression. "I'm almost positive."
"OH... MY... GOD! That is unbelievable! Are you sure?"
"Ninety percent. Cori and Violet agree with me. Cori has been pressing Reece all week for clues, but she's coming up empty. She does think, though, that Reece has bought the ring," Faith said excitedly.
"How does she know that?" John grabbed both of Faith's hands and held them tightly, genuinely excited for her.
"Well, there is this guy that Cori thinks used to be Frankie's jeweler; he came by the club three times already to meet with Reece in her office."
John started jumping up and down and Faith joined him. "Yay!" they jumped up and down turning around in circles holding hands.
"How do you think she'll propose?" John stopped hopping around to ask.
"I don't have the slightest," Faith frowned. "I wish I didn't know about it. It would be a fabulous surprise." Suddenly, she lit up brightly, "Maybe when we're away on vacation?"
"Tres cool, baby!" John jumped as the loud buzzer sounded cueing the actors to return to the set.
"That would be for me." Faith smiled. "How do I look?"
"Like a movie star."
"Thanks to you, handsome."
John blushed and bowed his head, "Not really, Faith. You're beautiful just as you are."
It was Faith's turn to blush now.
Cori ran to catch up with Reece as she breezed through the club on her way to her office, nearly shouting, "Wait up, Boss!" She tossed her bottle of water into her bag and picked up her pace.
The tall woman slowed down to a trot and beckoned Cori to follow her with a gesture of her hand. By the time Cori caught up with her, Reece was already sitting in her big chair, feet up on the desk and her laptop open and running.
"Damn, but you have long legs!" the dancer yelled and closed the door behind her.
"Okay, spill it. You've been trailing me for the last two weeks. What's the deal?" Reece typed away at her computer, never even looking up at Cori.
"What are you talking about, Reece? I'm not trailing you," Cori said defensively.
"Trailing... stalking... it's all the same," Reece chuckled and leaned back to look at her friend.
"I like being around you?" Cori tried.
"Nope. Does this new behavior have anything to do with Faith?" Cori looked a bit guilty, so Reece nodded. "Or perhaps..." the tall woman tossed something at the dancer, "...this?"
Cori looked at the small box in her hand like it was going to bite her.
"Go on, open it. I need your advice, anyway," Reece smiled smugly, knowing full well Cori had been following her, nearly hounding her on Faith's behalf. She was certain that it had something to do with the ring.
Cori raised one eyebrow at Reece while still looking at the little box, "Is this what I think it is?"
"Why don't you open it and find out, Freak," Reece took her feet off the desk and folded her arms across her chest, swaying her chair from side to side. She appeared to be calm, even cocky, but inside she felt like throwing up every two minutes.
The dancer opened the box and gasped at the ring she found inside. "It's gorgeous! Oh, my god!"
"Do you think she'll like it? You know these things better than me," the club owner still appeared cool, but the sweat was starting to show on her upper lip.
Cori glanced up at her friend, back at the ring and then back up again, only then noticing the perspiration and the heavy swallow. "Reece Corbett, you're a nervous wreck!" she rooted around in her bag and stood up, handing her bottle of water to her pale friend.
"No, I'm not. I'm just hot."
"Take off your jacket for god's sake." Reece complied easily. "You mean to tell me that I've been watching you like a hawk and haven't noticed this yet? Oh, lord... I'm slipping. Drink that, Reece, before you fall out of that chair."
Reece downed half the bottle and took a deep breath, "So, you didn't tell me if she'll like it."
"You just don't have a clue, do you?" she held up a hand at the frown she received. "Faith wouldn't care if it was a pop top. This is going to blow her away!"
"Thank god," the club owner visibly relaxed.
"Reece, I'm surprised at you... and a little bit hurt. You know you could have come to me if you were feeling this nervous. I wouldn't have told Faith anything."
"Yeah, well..." Reece actually looked scolded.
"Honestly, don't you feel better now that you shared this with me?" Cori asked as she handed the ring back to the tall woman.
"Yeah. I don't feel quite as nauseous as I did before. Why does that happen? I mean, we're still going to be just as committed as we were before, why should buying a ring get me so sick?"
"It's the symbolism of it all. Now you'll have to propose. Did you make any plans for that?"
"No. I barely had the nerve to look at the ring. I've been trying to play cool all week. I guess I lucked out, in a way, that Faith has been overworked. She doesn't have the slightest idea."
Cori ignored that comment. Faith certainly did have an idea. "Well, you're going to have to think of something. You will get on one knee won't you?"
"I don't think you need to worry about that, with the way I've been feeling lately. I'll probably already be there from falling down in a faint."
Cori chuckled, "I never thought I'd live to see the day. Congratulations, Reece. You deserve this."
"Thanks, but don't congratulate me just yet. I still have to ask her. Jesus, what if she says no?" The tall woman looked sick again. "Oh god, I think I'm going to throw up."
"Deep breaths, hon," Cori was at Reece's side pushing her head between her knees. The club owner allowed her to do this with no protest at all. Cori became even more worried. "When's the last time you ate anything?"
"I don't know," was the muffled response.
"Well, you just stay here. I'm gonna get you something to eat, big guy," the dancer took one more look at her perspiring, nauseous friend and had to smile. The bigger they are...
Faith wandered around her trailer to make sure she had everything. Packing up all her stuff made her sad, but it wasn't a loss type of sadness, it was more like when she left the family house in the Hamptons after summer was over. She sat on the bed and looked around the place again, smiling at the dent in wall next to the bed, knowing that it was Reece's boot that caused it... and why. She remembered that particular moment with a big grin on her face. There would be plenty of time for making more dents, now that this was over. Her agent, Brad, had already called her last month with offers to do other projects. Although Faith wasn't up to anything else, right at the moment, the need for exposure was there and she wasn't sure turning the opportunity down was a good idea. If she wanted to be an actress, she needed that kind of publicity. She was already booked on three talk shows to promote her movie and, while Reece seemed genuinely proud, Faith knew Reece wasn't that thrilled with all of the running around. Next week she'd have to fly to Los Angeles and Reece was more than happy to come with her, but Faith really missed having time to spend just doing nothing with Reece and she knew the tall woman missed it just as much. Then again, we have the rest of our lives, don't we?
The actress had been thinking about her future a lot lately, what with Reece on the verge of proposing and all. She knew that for a fact now, after Cori left a message on her cell phone that consisted of the dancer singing 'I know something you don't know' repeatedly until the machine had cut her off. Faith figured she could live with this kind of life... every so often. If she were lucky enough to be asked to do a movie again, she'd jump at the chance, as long as it was all right with Reece. She had to consider that now, not that she didn't before, but now they would be partners -- in every sense of the word. Reece's feelings always played a big part in her life and she knew the club owner too well now for Reece to lie and say it's okay when it wasn't. Faith wasn't sure Reece would go for having Faith off on a movie set in some odd country for months at a time, but she knew that if she wanted it, Reece would never say a bad word about it.
John knocked on the door, breaking Faith from her thoughts; she smiled just knowing he was going to make her laugh, "Come on in."
"Hiya!" the make up artist came into the trailer with a large red feather boa wrapped around his neck. "Could you believe wardrobe was going to just throw this treasure away?"
Faith laughed as he twirled the ends of the boa and flounced around the trailer, "A shame I tell you. They don't know a good thing when they see it."
"Honestly, Louise," he huffed in agreement and tossed one end of the scarf around his already abundantly feathered neck. "Ya got everything?"
"Looks that way," Faith took a last look around the trailer. "Come on, feather boy, we got a wrap party to go to."
John put his hand on the doorknob just as somebody knocked. He gave Faith a raised eyebrow and she returned the gesture. She wasn't expecting anyone. "Come in?"
The door opened and Faith broke into a big toothy smile. "Baby!" she gushed and threw herself at her tall lover.
"I'll just let myself out," John snickered as Faith wrapped all of her appendages around Reece. He closed the door behind him and smiled. Gotta love her, she has perfect timing.
"What are you doing here? Let me look at you... you look fantastic, oh my god!" Faith rambled.
"You didn't think I'd let you leave this place, on your last day, all by yourself?" Reece asked.
"You are, by far, the most wonderful girlfriend anyone could ever have," the actress buried her face in Reece's chest and hugged her fiercely, a little surprised by how hard the tall woman's heart was beating. Her whole head was moving with the force.
Reece chuckled, "Thanks, I'll put the word out."
"Don't you dare! I'm quite happy with you." Faith eyed Reece's outfit with a raised eyebrow, "Hmmm, you look mighty fine tonight, Ms. Corbett. Maybe I should put a word out."
"Oh? What word would that be?" Reece teased as she led Faith over to the bed making her sit.
"Oh, don't you worry, I have a feeling everyone knows who I belong to," Reece swallowed a bit too hard.
Faith noticed the little action, but let it pass as one of the many weird things Reece had been doing these last few days. "I'm not too sure about that, baby... especially with how hot you look now with your short hair and that fierce new body of yours... that gorgeous tattoo peeking out from under your sleeve... and that fine ass you covered in all that sexy leather..."
"Okay! I get the point." Reece fidgeted as she stood between Faith's legs, "I guess there's only one way to make it perfectly clear then, isn't there?"
"Oh yeah? What's that, sexy, huh?" Faith giggled expecting to be on the receiving end of a large hickey.
Reece suddenly dropped down to one knee and produced a ring. "This," the club owner croaked out.
"Oh, god... Reece?" Faith's eyes grew comically wide as she stared at her kneeling lover.
"Marry me?" Reece asked, a fat drop of sweat trailing down the side of her face.
Faith stared at the ring a few second before taking it away from Reece's shaking hand and closing her fingers around it. "Oh, my god... of course!" the actress threw herself at Reece so hard the two of them wound up on the floor.
Reece took a huge breath and blew it out noisily causing Faith to pull back from her assault of kisses to look at her, "You were nervous? Of course! That explains everything! Oh, baby... how long did you have this planned?"
"Not too long. Here," she held out her hand, still laying on the floor with Faith on top of her, "gimme the ring, I want to do this right."
Faith gave her the ring and then wiped her forearm across the tall woman's sweaty brow, " I can't believe you were so worried. Did you really think I'd say no?"
Reece slipped the ring on Faith's ring finger and smiled at it. "I dunno," she shrugged. "I was just nervous."
"I wouldn't think you'd be afraid of a little ring," Faith teased and then kissed her fiancÈ with as much love as she was feeling.
Reece grinned somewhat dreamily after the kiss. "Faith, I've walked into arenas where I wasn't sure if I would make it out alive and this, by far, was the most frightening thing I ever did," the tall woman chuckled nervously. "I swear."
"Well, you have nothing to worry about now, baby. I'd love to be your wife," Faith smiled, as happy as she'd ever been in her life.
"I'd love to lay here all night and celebrate, but you, my dear, have a party to go to," Reece leaned up on her elbows and kissed Faith on the nose.
"And ring to show off," the actress lifted her hand and stared at the ring with tears in her eyes. "I love you so much, Reece."
"You better, you're stuck with me now."
The second they walked in the door, Faith made a beeline for the phone, quickly dialing Cori's number.
The dancer took a look at the caller ID and knew what to expect once she picked up the phone.
Violet heard the phone ring and Cori scream so she picked up the other phone. "AAAAAAAHHHH!"
The three women screamed in each other's ears for quite some time while Reece stood and stared at Faith with barely contained laughter.
"OH, MY GOD! CORI!" Faith hopped up and down and showed the phone her ring.
"I KNOW! AAAAHHHH!"
"Congratulations, honey!" Violet calmed down enough to mention.
"Yeah!" Cori agreed. "How does it look on your finger?"
"Perfect! You gotta see this! It's gorgeous!" Faith gushed, holding out her hand. "Omigod! I gotta call my mom!"
Reece did laugh now. She'd never seen Faith so excited before and it thrilled her to no end.
"I am so happy for you, Faith! You have no idea! These were the most frustrating forty-eight hours of my life!" Violet admitted.
"Honestly, I thought I was going to burst!" Cori nodded as she spoke.
"You knew? You knew she was going to do it today? At the trailer?" Faith turned to Reece and the tall woman shrugged guiltily.
"Yeah, well, I knew, but it was her idea about the trailer. Said something about you guys admitting how much you meant to each other in there... the stupid thing having some meaning. I personally thought maybe a carriage ride through central park," Cori grumbled thinking her idea was perfect.
The actress smiled knowingly at her blushing lover, "Yeah, well, that wouldn't have been Reece. This has Reece written all over it and, yes, the trailer has some very good memories." Faith sidled up next to the tall women and rested her head on her arm.
"Hey, don't you have to be at that party?"
"Yeah, but I'd much rather stay home with my fiancÈ and celebrate."
Cori chuckled as Reece whispered in Faith's ear loud enough for her to hear. "We can celebrate all you want when we get back home from the party."
"Well, Mrs. Corbett, looks like you'll be busy for a long while," Cori chuckled.
"Oh god... I like the way that sounds," Faith stood on her tiptoes and kissed Reece on the cheek. "We gotta get going, Cor, I'll see you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Faith stood in Reece's arms just letting it sink in that Reece wanted to marry her. She still couldn't believe it. "We've come a long way, honey."
"Yes, we have and I love it. I love you."
Faith felt tears come again and let them fall. "I'm so sorry Frankie couldn't be here for you, Reece. He'd be so proud of you."
"He's here, he's always here... and I know he's proud."
"I think so, too," Faith nodded in the comfort of her favorite place.
"Sometimes I think he sent you to me."
"I wouldn't be surprised."
"Come on, I want to show you off tonight. My very own movie star," Reece kissed the top of Faith's head.
"You've got that right. Yours."
The wrap party was a huge affair; Reece had no idea how many people it took to make a movie. The number of bodies floating around made her uncomfortable, but she knew it wasn't going to get any easier from here. Events such as this would be plentiful from now on, she'd have to escort Faith to the movie opening, and with pleasure, too but it was going to take some getting used to. She wasn't too thrilled with all the attention she'd soon be receiving, but, for Faith, she'd do anything. Faith's hand slipped from her grasp and the actress gave her a winning smile before she hurried away. She wasn't eager to let Faith out of her sight, but the actress had much mingling to do. Reece smiled indulgently as she watched Faith gush to yet another person as she held up her hand. Yep, you did good, Corbett. The club owner found herself a drink and made her way to a semi-empty corner to watch her soon-to-be wife. She felt a strange sort of tickling in her stomach when they made eye contact.
John watched Reece as she made her way across the room. The tall woman looked slightly trapped, but each time she laid eyes on Faith, her face visibly relaxed. He had grown attached to Reece, through Faith's constant chatter about her, and hoped they'd stay in contact. Reece started out as an enigma to him, but now that he knew so much about her, he felt like he had known her for ages. He waited until the tall woman got settled in her corner before approaching her.
"Hey, Spike, congratulations," he smiled and held out his hand.
"Yeah, thanks," Reece mumbled, shaking the outstretched hand.
"You take care of my Louise or I'll put a serious hurt on you," he said as macho as he could muster.
The club owner chuckled. "You got it," she smiled seductively.
John knew that smile had nothing to do with him and he followed Reece's gaze. Faith was attempting to have a conversation, but was blushing under Reece's spell. "She's special, isn't she?"
"Oh, yeah," Reece narrowed her eyes as Faith turned sideways, giving the club owner a good view of her ass in her sexy, tight dress. When Faith looked over her shoulder, Reece felt her heart pick up speed and her groin twitch.
John sensed the electricity in that look and he raised an eyebrow. "Is that all it takes? One look across a crowded room?" he joked.
"That's all it takes, buddy," the tall woman licked her lips and grinned as Faith's eyelids drooped.
The make up artist fanned himself, "Oh lord." He caught Faith's hooded gaze, "I take it I'll be making excuses for you two in about five minutes."
"Make it three," Reece said as she started purposefully across the room.
"Good god, those two are animals," he chuckled and made his way over to the food.
Reece came up behind Faith and put her hands on the smaller woman's shoulders, squeezing slightly.
The man Faith was talking to smiled up at her. "Congratulations, Ms. Corbett. I think you broke many hearts with that ring."
"I know how lucky I am," she replied with a cocky smirk.
Faith snickered and turned around to face her lover. "Are we blowing this taco stand?" she asked with a sexy little grin.
"Oh, yeah," Reece purred causing the man next to them to blush and clear his throat.
"Well then, let's go."
The two women excused themselves briefly before practically running out the door. John watched them with a huge smile on his face.
"But, Reece, I can't wait until we get home!" Faith whispered loudly as they jogged to the limo the studio had sent for them.
"Why wait?" Reece wiggled her eyebrows and jumped in the limo, winking at the driver holding the door open.
"Baby! What if he hears us?" Faith hissed with embarrassment, climbing into the car quickly.
"We put up the partition and turn up the radio," the tall woman shrugged, already taking off her jacket.
Faith couldn't control herself and had her hands all over the bared arms, "Did I tell you how hot you look tonight?"
Reece nodded pulling at the back of Faith's dress.
"It's a zipper, Reece, you'll break it!" Faith swatted Reece's groping hands and attempted to unzip herself.
"I don't give a fuck if it's stapled. I want you."
Faith groaned out loud, Reece was hotter than she'd been in a long time. The actress knew this was going to be a hell of a ride. "Baby, listen to me," she held both of her lover's hands. "We have to wait until we get home, I want this to last a long time, I don't want it in the back seat of a limo." Reece growled. Faith gulped, "Please?"
The club owner closed her eyes and breathed deeply. Several times.
Faith watched Reece struggle to gain control and was pleased to see those bright blue eyes open. "Okay?"
Reece nodded then drew down the partition. "I want to be on Bank Street now," she narrowed her eyes at the driver.
He took one look at her dangerous glare and stepped on the gas. "Yes, ma'am!"
The partition went up and Reece found Faith staring at her with lust.
"I want this just as much as you do, Reece. Believe me, I do," Faith took Reece's hand and put it between her legs.
"Oh, god..." Reece groaned. "You're so hot..." she banged her head on the seat and closed her eyes.
"Burning... and it's all for you," Faith gasped. "Hon, you can take your hand away now..."
"Oh, no... you put it there," Reece sat up and turned to face her lover. She slipped her fingers beneath the panties and her nostrils flared at the wet heat.
"Baby?" Faith squeaked.
Reece stared intently into Faith's eyes as she began moving her fingers in a knowing pattern. Faith's legs dropped open and she gripped Reece's forearm in a death grip.
"Oh... Reece... yes..." Faith whispered, her eyelids slowly lowering.
"Don't close your eyes."
Faith nodded, her hips began to rock on the large hand.
"God, you're so horny," Reece breathed into Faith's ear.
The actress shivered. "Only for you..." she groaned. "Come back here."
Reece pulled back from Faith's neck and looked in her eyes. They were almost all pupil. She moved her fingers faster, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth.
"I love when you do that," Faith said with difficulty, seeing Reece's white teeth glow in the dark car. "Oh, baby..." she whimpered.
"That's it, you're gonna come for me, aren't you?" Reece's eyes narrowed to slits as she watched her lover's pleasure play out across her face.
"Yessss..." Faith hissed, her nails digging into Reece's flesh.
The car came to a sudden halt. "We're here, ma'am."
Reece pulled her hand away as the partition came down.
"Oh god, NO!" Faith cried.
Reece shook her head and snickered. "Easy, baby... plenty of time to continue."
Faith had trouble walking and Reece had no patience, so she picked her up and carried her into the house. Faith was already stripping as Reece kicked the door closed behind her. The tall woman reached out and tore the dress off as Faith pawed at Reece's shirt.
"Arms!" Faith grunted.
Reece bent at the waist and stuck her arms out so Faith could pull the shirt from her body. As soon as their bras were off, the two women came together hard. Reece wrapped her left arm around her lover as she used her right hand to get rid of her pants. Faith, meanwhile, had a firm hold of the club owner's nipple with her mouth as she yanked her own underwear down. With all the frantic commotion, the couple wound up in a heap on the floor, not two feet from the front door.
Lips crashed together in a bruising kiss, Reece rolled Faith underneath her and the actress promptly wrapped her legs around the strong back. She had been so close to coming just moments ago and was burning up. Reece thrust herself into Faith's need, both women groaning into each other's mouths. Reece was on fire, responding to Faith's wild behavior; Faith was on the edge of bliss, silently begging her lover to touch her. It was at this moment that Smudge finally appeared and eager to greet them. Finding his auntie's position all too inviting, the pup climbed up on Reece's naked back and started digging between her shoulder blades. The tall woman started bucking, trying to lose the dog. Faith cried out at the loss of contact to her body and tore her mouth away from Reece's to complain.
"Wha... what are you doing?" she whined into her lover's neck.
"Get him off..." Reece grunted, her arms wrapped snugly beneath Faith's body.
Faith strained her neck to look over Reece's shoulder. "Honey, I love you, now go away!" she hissed at the puppy.
He climbed off of his auntie's back and onto Faith's head, licking her face.
"Smudge... please..." Faith growled.
Reece stopped sucking on her lover's neck and lifted her head. She was eye to eye with the pup and she gave him her meanest snarl. It did nothing for the dog, but the sound shot straight to Faith's clit.
"Smudge! Be a good boy and go lay down!" Reece pulled an arm out from under them and slipped it between their bodies. Faith whimpered at the contact, "Please, boy... Mommy has to come real bad."
Reece looked down into Faith's flushed face, then over at the pup who sat down next to her head and made himself comfortable. "Listen to me, little man, go lay down NOW!"
The dog obeyed and laid down.
Reece growled long and hard, picked up her lover and carried her up the stairs, slamming the bedroom door behind them. She dropped Faith on the bed and hurried to their toy box; she didn't want to have to stop and retrieve things once they got started again and, judging from Faith's mood, she was going to need them. Reece was hunched over, rooting through the box when she heard Faith's groan.
Reece whipped her head around to face the bed with both eyebrows in the air. The actress had her hands between her legs, touching herself with a purpose. "Hey, what do you..." Faith's eyes rolled back and her hips rose off the bed as she came. Reece stood with both hands on her hips and narrowed eyes.
"Yeah... I needed that..." Faith's arms flopped to the bed and she sighed in contentment.
"You just couldn't wait for one more second?" Reece was appalled and stared at her sated lover's smiling face.
"No," the actress sat up and smiled guiltily.
"Was that it?" the tall woman asked impatiently.
"Are you crazy? You better get your sexy ass over here and make it quick!" Faith laid back on the bed and spread her arms and legs out in invitation.
Reece's heart beat frantically and a sly smile spread across her face. She took the entire toy box with her as she jumped on the bed.
Faith's eyebrow rose in question, "Everything, Reece?"
"Heh heh heh..." Reece snickered as she buried her face in the actress's cleavage.
"Oh, boy!" Faith breathed excitedly.
The club owner nodded as she moved to the left, capturing a tasty nipple in her lips. She hummed happily as she sucked the hard flesh into her mouth, teasing it with the tip of her tongue.
Faith buried her hands in Reece's hair, pulling her closer, wanting more. "Please, baby... hard."
Reece held the nipple with her teeth complying with her lover's wishes and rolled it slightly between them. She groaned at Faith's gasp and inhaled hard as the fingers in her hair tightened their hold.
"God..." The actress yelped when strong fingers began an assault on her other nipple. "I want you so bad..." she whined.
Reece crawled over Faith's body and, before she had a chance to settle herself, two legs wrapped around her and pulled her down hard. So, she wants rough, does she? The club owner released the nipple in her mouth and looked into her lover's deep green eyes. She slowly slid her hand around the back of Faith's neck until her fingers were buried in blonde hair. She watched as wet lips parted in a quiet moan, then suddenly took hold of a handful of hair and yanked Faith's head to the side. The quiet moan turned into a loud yelp. "Is this what you want?" Reece growled lowering her head and sucking deeply on Faith's neck.
"Fuck, yeah..." Faith groaned.
Reece tightened her grip on Faith's hair, sucked the skin into her mouth through her teeth and bit down. Faith writhed underneath her and the club owner smirked, the adrenaline flowing through her body like wildfire. Oh, yeah... it's been a while, hasn't it?
Faith raised her hands behind her head and gripped the headboard tightly, egging Reece on, knowing the tall woman would read that gesture for what it was. She grunted when sharp teeth nipped their way towards her breast. Faith tried to lift her head up to watch Reece, but the grip in her hair forced her to stay put.
Reece held the nipple in her teeth as she spoke. "You wanna watch?"
"Yes... please..." Faith squirmed and panted. With the tall woman's assistance, Faith was soon sitting up with her back against the headboard; her knees bent and splayed open lewdly. The whole time, Reece never stopped biting and nipping at her breasts.
The actress had her arms spread open, still holding the wrought-iron headboard. Reece pulled at the nipple hard with her mouth as her hands roughly pawed and groped Faith's breasts.
"Oooohhh..." the actress groaned.
The club owner felt herself get wet at the sound. It had been a long time since she'd let The Animal come out during their lovemaking. It was about time. Slowly... make it last...
Reece sat up on her knees suddenly and stared into Faith's eyes, just to make sure this was what she wanted. The arousal she saw thrilled her and she narrowed her eyes. Reaching up, she wrapped a hand around Faith's throat and crushed their lips together, their tongues fighting almost immediately. She heard her lover panting and all her doubts slipped away. She growled ferally into the kiss, her heart pumping furiously, her breath loud and fast through her nose. Reece felt almost light-headed with excitement.
Faith's tongue retreated into her own mouth and Reece extended her tongue, probing deeply into the warm, wet haven, tasting every nook and crevice of Faith's mouth. She dropped her free hand between Faith's legs and, without warning, plunged her fingers inside. Faith bucked up hard and groaned loudly; the palm Reece had against Faith's throat vibrated with the sound and the club owner's nostrils flared.
Faith gyrated and flexed in frustration, silently begging for Reece to move her fingers. Reece pulled away from the frantic kiss to watch her fingers as she pulled them out.
"Oh god, please..." Faith whimpered breathlessly.
"Watch me fuck you," Reece slid her hand from Faith's throat to the back of her neck and pushed her head down.
Faith almost sobbed with relief as Reece thrust her fingers in and out, hard.
"Oh, yeah, you want me, you're so fucking wet," Reece felt her sex throb as she watched herself fuck Faith.
The actress was groaning continuously, she let her eyes wander to Reece's forearm and watched the muscles move under the skin before looking higher to her bicep, suddenly having an urge to suck on the bulging muscle. Not being able to reach Reece's bicep, Faith sucked her bottom lip into her mouth instead. Her eyes rolled a few times as Reece's fingers began twisting as well as pumping. "Don't stop..." she grunted. She let her gaze fall between Reece's legs and she whimpered.
"Fuck... you just drenched my hand, Faith."
The club owner pulled her fingers out and Faith watched them disappear into Reece's mouth.
"God, you taste so good."
Faith's mouth opened and her tongue poked out to wet her lips.
"I want to taste you now, but you want to watch, don't you?" Reece grinned teasingly.
"Please," Faith nodded desperately.
"I suppose I can wait." Reece looked at the full length mirror covering the closet door and smirked, "Get on the floor in front of the closet."
Faith looked puzzled at first until it dawned on her. She scrambled off the bed quickly.
Reece took the opportunity to slip into her harness, adding a pretty ample-sized dildo and then dropped to her knees behind Faith.
Faith was kneeling, facing the mirror and she watched as the large hands came up and covered her tits. A jolt of excitement made her clit twitch and she opened her knees wider.
Reece chuckled at the blatant invite and she bit into Faith's neck. "Hold yourself open for me," she whispered into the flushed ear.
Faith reached between her legs and spread her lips, staring at herself in the mirror. She had never looked at her own sex this closely before and became slightly embarrassed. When she saw the tip of the dildo poking from between her legs, all embarrassment faded and a hungry want replaced it.
"Look how hard your clit is," Reece snaked a hand between their bodies, scratched her nails down Faith's back, over her ass and underneath, to touch her wetness. She watched the look of pleasure on her lover's face reflect back at her from the mirror. "Keep it open like that," she whispered as she rolled her fingers in the wetness. "Now watch," Reece moved her two fingers up and spread them on either side of Faith's clit.
"Oh!" The actress watched the long fingers as they teased her. It was like nothing she ever experienced. It turned her on more than anything had in a long time. "Shit..."
"I thought you'd like that," Reece licked a trail up Faith's neck as she moved her fingers up and down, framing the swollen nub, but not touching it.
Faith's head fell back on the strong shoulder behind her, but she never took her eyes away from her sex. It was incredible. Her hips started moving without her knowledge and she watched in shock at their behavior. She rubbed herself up and down the length of the dick sighing at the friction it caused.
Reece rolled Faith's nipple between her fingers, moving her hips along with Faith's, watching her fingers tease her lover in the mirror... her cock slide back and forth between her lips.
The actress's eyes opened wider as the fingers disappeared into her wetness again, grasping the dildo, rubbing it against her clit, teasing her opening, but not entering her. She thrust down, attempting to impale herself, but Reece pulled away.
"Uh uh," Reece shook her head. She dragged her fingers upwards and rested them on Faith's clit, her stomach tightening at the loud groan she caused. "This is what I see when I touch you," she said then began moving her fingers, stroking Faith's clit slowly.
Faith felt the arousal drip out of her body. She moaned and groaned at the display before her. The feelings were one thing, but watching it happen drove her wild. Reece wasn't touching her to make her come and she was making her crazy. The actress tried desperately, gyrating, thrusting, pumping, but Reece would not add pressure or change her rhythm. The cock was reasonably fat and it would not simply slide in without some help, this drove Faith insane.
Reece's eyebrows shot up as Faith's hand covered her own, pressing her harder, thrusting herself into their hands.
"Oh yeah... like that, Reece..." Faith panted.
The club owner allowed this for a moment, getting off on watching this play out in front of her.
Faith let go of Reece's hand, reached up behind her lover's neck and held on.
The tall woman immediately went back to her leisurely stroking and gasped at the sensations produced by the nails that dug into the back of her neck. Reece was very close to pushing her lover down and fucking her, but she didn't want to do that yet. She was learning to control the Animal; learning how to pace her cravings and needs. She wanted Faith to get all she could out of this and the nails in her neck were making her shake. "Don't move," she said as she let go of Faith's body completely, resting her own hands on her hips.
Faith bit her lip and tried to comply as her lover moved her hips first in a circle, then up and down. The only thing touching her was the dildo, it spread her lips and slid through them, then thrust up and rubbed her clit teasingly, with no set pace, just whatever Reece felt like doing.
"Oh, yeah," the tall woman breathed on the back of Faith's neck. "Look at that... look at how it touches you..."
Faith leaned forward and braced her hands on the mirror; she was torn between looking down at herself and her reflection. In the mirror, she could see Reece's eyes, her arms and her mouth as it spoke the words that made her so hot. Looking down, she could see the head of the dildo as it poked up and out from between her legs.
"Hold yourself open again, I want you to watch me play with your clit," Reece whispered into Faith's ear.
The actress shivered at the hot breath and did as she was told. She'd do anything at this moment, just to have Reece satisfy her need. The constant thrusting was one thing, watching it happen was a whole new experience and she loved it.
Reece growled as Faith spread herself open. She used all her will power not to bury the dick up inside of her; she wanted to make Faith watch herself come first, then she'd fuck her brains out. "Watch me."
Faith's gaze followed Reece's hand as it cupped her breast. Two long fingers reached up and pinched her nipple rolling it around, making her cry out, "God, Reece... please, harder!"
The club owner chuckled and squeezed the nipple hard. Her lover jerked her hips back and forth, smearing the dildo with her essence. Reece was jealous of her cock and moved her other hand to join it. She positioned the tip of the dildo at Faith's opening and thrust quickly and lightly, never quite penetrating her, but stretching her.
"Fuck, yeah, baby..." Faith groaned, grinding her hips in time with Reece.
"You like the way my cock stretches you open?" Reece grunted, loving the way Faith was rooting around in front of her, the mirror providing a clear view of her whole body as it moved.
"Yes!" the actress gasped as Reece's fingers found her clit and pressed it firmly, letting Faith's motions please herself.
"That's it, Faith... do it... move for me," the tall woman bathed Faith's neck with her tongue.
Faith watched Reece's fingers twitch as they tried to stay still. She took hold of Reece's wrist and guided her hand. "Please... make me come, baby..."
The club owner swallowed hard, Faith's plea was too much for her. Long fingers began massaging Faith's clit, while her hips took up speed, rubbing the dildo up and down faster. She was nipping and biting at the skin on Faith's shoulders.
"Oh... oh... yes!" Faith whimpered and moaned. She was so close to coming. Watching Reece's fingers was ten times better than just feeling them. She collapsed onto the mirror, grateful for the cool glass on her overheated cheek. She couldn't tear her eyes away from her reflection.
"Oh, you wanna come so bad, don't you? You wanna come all over me," Reece bit out, her own clit throbbing at the show in the mirror.
Faith groaned, glancing up at her lover's face. The vision reflected back at her made her stomach clench. Reece's eyes were narrowed, staring at her hand, they were full of hunger and need, her lip was turned up in a half sneer, her mouth slightly open and her tongue piercing shining from within. Faith looked away to watch Reece's fingers work her clit, the fire started to spread from her belly and she groaned.
"Yeah, baby... come for me. Watch how hot you look..."
Her heavy panting began to fog up the mirror. Faith stole a peek at Reece and their eyes met. That was all it took to make her come. "Oh, my god..." she gasped and lost all control of her body.
Reece slid an arm up Faith's torso and held her up as she came. The club owner moaned with her lover as she twitched and spasmed uncontrollably against her body. Faith's thighs snapped shut, trapping Reece's hand and the dildo, her jerky movements jamming the base of the cock into her clit. The Animal growled, she'd had enough control for one day and pushed Faith down on all fours before the actress had the chance to recover.
Faith's stomach was still twitching as she felt the dildo enter her in one powerful thrust. "GOD!" She felt incredibly full, tremors of her orgasm making her vagina grasp at the invasion, prolonging the contractions. "Reece! It's so big!" She fell onto her elbows and her forehead dropped onto her forearms.
Reece pushed it in once, "Shit..." Twice, "Fuck..." Three times, "Jesus!" The tall woman fell onto Faith's back as she trembled in climax.
The actress breathed deeply as her lover lay across her back, knowing it was only a momentary respite from all the sensations. She relaxed her stomach muscles, grateful for Reece's release. She shivered as the damp hair stuck to her shoulder and hot breath blew across her skin.
The Animal growled in frustration, not expecting that lapse of control at all. She narrowed her eyes and pushed up onto her knees, grabbing Faith's ass cheeks for leverage. She looked over her lover's body and saw the way she was clutching her head, her breathing loud and measured.
"You okay?" she asked quietly.
"Yeah... just, go slow" came the muffled response. "It's so fat..."
The tall woman looked down at her hands and grinned wolfishly. She spread Faith's ass cheeks wide and studied the sight, "It's a beautiful thing, Faith, the way it looks buried up inside you."
The actress gasped as a fingertip wandered around her asshole. She squeezed her eyes shut and prayed that Reece would get involved with her ass for a while, just until her body relaxed. If she started fucking her now, she'd be coming immediately and she knew she had The Animal behind her... it would be relentless.
"You have such a beautiful ass, Faith," The Animal slipped her finger down into Faith's wetness and then brought it back up to tease her anus. No... go slow... The club owner quickly removed her finger before she plunged that inside Faith, too. She wanted to be inside her everywhere, it was an overpowering urge and she had to close her eyes to stop it.
Faith breathed easy, knowing that her lover was trying to take it slow like she wanted. She felt confident that she could start moving now and she lifted her head up, craning her neck to look over her shoulder. Reece was gorgeous, her muscles were tense as she gripped Faith's ass and the actress traced every sinew with her gaze, coming to a stop at the intense expression on her lover's face.
Reece's eyes opened slowly when she felt Faith start to move. The first thing she saw was the swaying of the upturned ass in her hands and she groaned, she then noticed that Faith was watching her, staring at her with a look of pure lust on her face. The adrenaline started twisting its way through her veins, igniting a pulsating feeling in her crotch.
"Give it to me, Reece," Faith breathed over her shoulder, licking her top lip seductively.
Blue eyes lowered back to where their bodies connected and she slowly pulled the dildo out of her lover, watching intently until only the very tip was left inside. "I'm gonna fuck you so good," Reece stated confidently.
"Oooooh yeeessss..." Faith groaned loudly as the long fat dick penetrated her again. She had never felt so entirely full before and it was a wonderful feeling. She felt the leather of the harness meet her skin and she pushed back into her lover, swirling her ass, giving the tall woman a show.
"Why, Faith, you little slut... look at you..." Reece nearly chuckled in shock, one eyebrow raised high.
Faith looked up into the mirror at her lover's surprised expression and smiled deviously, "Come on, Reece, do it, baby." She narrowed her eyes and pouted sexily at Reece's reflection.
Blue eyes widened at Faith's antics and the tall woman dropped her hands to the floor around Faith.
She bent down to her ear and whispered, "Be careful what you wish for, Faith," she then trailed her hand up Faith's arm to her shoulder, into her hair and grabbed it roughly, pulling the actress's head back. The aroused gasp the action caused forced Reece to close her eyes. There was a battle inside of her. She thrust her pelvis into Faith's ass a few times, knowing that the big dildo was touching places inside her that had never been touched. Faith's exposed throat was calling out to her and the tall woman hunched over and bit into it. The blonde hissed her pleasure, arching her body into the weight of her lover. The Animal won control and purred, "Ohh, yeah... I'm gonna fuck you like I want to now."
Faith closed her eyes at the growl in Reece's voice. It was deep, sexy and full of promises. She swallowed hard and tried to nod her agreement but her head was pulled back too far. She grunted her approval instead. The actress loved her Animal and wanted to let it be known it was perfectly okay with her for Reece to let go. She missed it; she craved it.
"You want it, don't you?"
The warm breath against her neck caused goose pimples to sprout all over Faith's body, her nipples becoming painfully erect. "Yes. I need you," she whimpered.
Reece wrapped an arm under Faith's body, around her waist and pulled her impossibly close.
The actress moved her knees, spreading her legs wider, pushing into her hunched over lover.
Reece narrowed her eyes and grinned. She released the blonde hair, slipped her hand under Faith's arm, across her chest and grasped her shoulder from underneath. "You're so fucking hot... I can't wait to hear you scream."
The actress let her head drop and looked under her body. She could see Reece's strong thighs were flexed and ready, her hand gripping her shoulder and the other one holding her hip. She braced herself for The Animal.
Reece pulled Faith upright until her back was against her body and she rotated her hips. "Feel me inside you, Faith?" she purred into a pink ear.
The tall woman smiled as she brought her hips back, sliding the dildo out halfway before thrusting it back in hard. Faith gasped loudly and Reece felt the smaller body tremble. "Is it too much?" she whispered.
"No... I need you!" Faith begged.
The club owner pulled out and thrust again, this time Faith moved with her, pushing back as Reece thrust forward. The tall woman did it again and again, until she had a steady rhythm. She let her hand wander from Faith's shoulder to her breast and found a rock-hard nipple for her to play with. Looking down over her lover's shoulder, Reece watched her hand pull and roll the hard flesh.
"God, yes!" Faith cried out. The steady pumping, combined with the pinching at her nipple, started to make her sweat. She thrust herself harder into Reece, who growled into her ear.
"You do need this; you need me to fuck you."
"I do... please... more..." she whined.
Reece didn't reply and she didn't comply, either. She kept up her steady pace of thrusting as much as her lover struggled in front of her. She looked up at the mirror to see Faith writhing in front of her, one hand resting on her own hip, the fingers of the other teasing her other breast. The Animal felt a surge of arousal jolt her between the legs as she watched Faith's reflection. "Touch your clit," she said before she bit into the neck by her mouth.
Faith's hand left her hip and slipped between her legs. She slid one finger between her folds and stroked herself slowly, the contact causing her to jerk her hips suddenly.
Reece felt the base of the dildo dig into her sex and she gasped. "Yeah... so fucking hot..." she groaned, sucking the flesh into her mouth, marking Faith's neck. She thrust the dildo harder and quicker into her lover, making her groan loudly.
The tall woman bathed Faith's neck with her tongue, nipping at the sensitive skin as she pumped her dick faster into her depths. Faith stopped touching her breast and reached behind her to hold on to Reece's neck.
The Animal groaned as the nails dug into her flesh. She stopped moving all together and sat back on her heels, pulling Faith down with her. "Don't move," she said to Faith's bewildered reflection.
Strong hands held onto small hips and long legs unfolded and stretched out in front of her. Faith was now straddling Reece's legs, the dildo still buried inside of her. The actress looked in the mirror at the sexy smirk on the tall woman's face and she knew what was next. She felt hot breath on her shoulder and an even hotter tongue lick across her back.
"Ride my cock, Faith."
Faith placed her hands on Reece's legs, just above the knee and held on tight as she lifted herself up, watching the dildo appear in the mirror. "God..." she breathed at the sight and the feeling. She had been on top before, but never facing this way and never in front of a mirror where she could watch herself display such carnal expressions.
"Fuck it! Let's go!" The Animal slapped a taut ass cheek.
Faith yelped and complied, watching her lips slide down the length of the dick, engulfing it entirely. She felt her heart beating wildly in her chest at the reflection. She lifted herself up and down again. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation alone.
The Animal watched with great interest as green eyes rolled shut. She raised her knees causing Faith's legs to open incredibly wide so she, too, could watch the action in the mirror. "Open your eyes; look at yourself."
Green eyes opened slowly and Faith whimpered at the new vision. She was spread wide open, her legs on the outside of Reece's. She watched as a large hand snaked between her legs. "Oh, god..." she groaned.
Reece started thrusting up as Faith came down, the actress's legs were shaking and the tall woman could feel the resistance as her muscles clamped on the dildo while she fucked her. Faith was close and The Animal needed to see her come. "Look how your pussy swallows my dick."
The actress watched Reece's fingers as they touched her clit. She screamed, but heard nothing but her blood pounding in her ears as she felt herself start to tremble.
"That's it, baby... I want you to scream..." The Animal thrust up hard into Faith, fucking her with such force that the blonde was lurching forward with each pump of her hips. She attacked her clit with abandon and was rewarded with a loud whine. She watched as Faith's abs clenched and felt her fingers dig into her legs painfully hard.
"Fuck... oh, REECE!" Faith screamed as she came.
"Yeah... that's what I wanted." The tall woman held onto her lover tightly as she trembled and twitched on top of her. She stopped touching her clit and wrapped both arms around her body, pulling her close, feeling her orgasm. Wave after wave of delicious spasms wracked the small frame and Reece reveled in them. She'd made them happen and she was very pleased with herself.
"Baby, out... please..."
The tall woman understood the whispered plea and lifted the spent actress off her body, backing her self up and allowing the dildo to slide out. Faith jerked again as Reece did this and she fell heavily onto her tall lover.
"God, Reece!" Faith breathed.
"Good, huh?" Reece bent her head and kissed the sweaty neck. "Turn around, I want to see your face."
Faith groaned as she sat up and turned around, but smiled at the cocky expression on Reece's face. "You're pretty happy with yourself, aren't you?"
"Yeah. I made you scream, that's always good," Reece gasped when Faith reached between her legs.
"Take this monster off," the actress pulled at the dick then rolled her fingers in the abundant wetness, "I want to lick up every drop."
Well, here I am in sunny Cancun and, yes, we did manage to leave the hotel room, as I am sitting on the beach while I write this. Reece is a couple yards away... get this... playing volleyball with some of the other guests. Can you believe it? She has never looked more relaxed since I've known her. Cancun becomes her. Then again, it could be because she's now a married woman.
Faith sat back in her lounge chair and sucked on the end of the pen while she watched her wife dive for the ball. The sunlight glinted off of Reece's platinum wedding band and Faith reflexively held out her hand and stretched her fingers, admiring how the two rings looked on her own finger. She smiled indulgently as she stared at the rings.
Yes, dear Freak, I said married. I can hardly believe it myself. It would seem that our Reece planned the whole thing. We got married two days ago, here on the beach. Nothing fancy. In fact, I was wearing a bikini, flip-flops and a sarong, she was wearing a wet suit and water shoes, the Jet Ski primed and ready for us to fly off into the sunset. It was more than I could have dreamed and, believe me, I dreamed.
Cori fell back in her bed and stared at the letter, her mouth hanging open in shock. "That little... VIOLET! Get in here!"
The minister was wearing a garish Hawaiian shirt and a Speedo. The people on the beach all gathered around, most of them newlyweds themselves, and threw flowers at us when it was all over. It was a short ceremony, again, nothing fancy, but it will be a day I'll remember for the rest of my life.
Faith leaned her head back and tried to blink away the joyous tears. Just thinking about their ceremony made her cry. She felt like the happiest woman alive. The actress jumped as the volleyball bounced onto her legs. She grinned contentedly when she saw the tall, sweaty woman trot over to retrieve it.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Reece dropped to her knees and kissed Faith on the lips, ignoring the errant ball.
"I'm happy. I love you, baby," Faith pulled her wife into a crushing hug.
"HeyÖ get a room, willya?" someone called from the net.
"I gotta get back. Are you okay?" Reece wiped away the tears with her gritty hands making Faith grimace. "Sorry... we're almost done," she grinned lopsidedly in apology.
"Take your time, Reece. I'm not going anywhere."
"You can't now, it's forged in platinum," the club owner wiggled her ring finger. "Forever," she said confidently. "I love you."
Faith watched Reece sprint back to the game with the volleyball under her arm.
Reece was so nervous. I first noticed it on the plane, but I chalked it up to flying. Little did I know...
"Wow, babe! I can't believe it!" Violet shook her head in astonishment. "Reece tied the knot."
"Faith seems so happy. I could just spit that we weren't there! But I could cry at the same time. How wonderful!"
When we first got here, I couldn't get her to stand still -- not even when I sat in our hot tub naked with a bowl of fruit and a bottle of champagne. I couldn't imagine what had gotten into her. I tell you, Cori, she was pacing and edgy and I thought we were going to have a trying vacation with her in that mood. Turns out, she was a nervous wreck. My big bad butch. I love her so much. She almost hyperventilated minutes before the ceremony! She blamed it on the sun. I suspect that she hadn't eaten since New York. It all seems so clear now, but, at the time, I was so distracted with packing and the excitement of actually going away, I guess I didn't pay enough attention to my needy fiancÈ. Don't you worry, though, I made it up to herÖ and then some.
"I'm sure she did," Cor snickered.
"Do ya think they joined the Mile High Club?" Violet wondered.
"Reece? Fit in those bathrooms?" Cori laughed at the vision.
"HmmÖ you've got a point... there's no rule that it has to be in the bathroom," the piercer pulled the covers up and demonstrated the alternative.
"Ooo, hey, cut that out. I want to finish this."
"Speaking of making it up to her... did I thank you, sweet Cori, for adding those extras to my carry-on? You did know that, with our luck, we were checked at customs. I don't have to tell you the color of my face when the man rummaging through my bag came up with edible underwear and a thigh harness. God, I could have just died. Reece managed a fierce growl that scared the men enough to zip up the bag and send us on our way. I'm more than relieved that he didn't find the other goodies you stowed in there. I'm not being ungrateful, mind you, they were put to very good use. By the way, Reece said the grape panties tasted like cough medicine.
Cori had to stop in order to catch her breath. She was laughing so hard at Faith's airport dilemma, Violet was afraid she'd choke.
"I can't believe you did that!" the piercer managed between fits of her own laughter.
"Well? Who knew it was their honeymoon? I woulda stuck the toys I had saved up for that in her bag."
"I certainly did! I even had Faith pick it out herself," Cori snickered. "I made believe I needed her opinion on it and asked her which one she would absolutely love to have."
"Well... since they won't be needing it..." Violet wiggled her eyebrows.
"Just hold that thought," Cori winked.
Just between us... and Violet... (Hi, Violet) The thigh harness is my absolute favorite new toy. I can touch Reece while we... well, you figure it out. I'm blushing now and Reece is giving me the eyebrow.
The tall woman downed her glass of iced tea in two gulps and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "What ya writing that's got you all bothered?" she teased.
"I'm writing to Cori," Faith blushed some more.
"Uh huh. Did you tell her about how the lounge chair collapsed on us last night?" Reece sat on the lounge next to Faith's side and grabbed the sun block. "You're getting pink on your chest, lay back," she instructed.
"No, I didn't get to last night yet. Thanks, I feel myself burning," Faith hummed as Reece's hands rubbed the cream into her skin. "Do you think its normal for me to be so turned on by such an innocent gesture?"
"Who said I was being innocent?" A long finger strayed under the tight material of Faith's bikini top, causing her to gasp.
"Reece! There's people!" she covered the strong hand with her own and pulled it off of her breast.
The club owner laced their fingers together and brought their hands up to her face. "I can't get enough of you, either, if it's any consolation," she admitted, kissing each of the smaller fingers.
"God, I love you," Faith breathed out.
"Now, Faith," Reece warned, "you keep looking at me like that, we're going to get arrested out here."
"Sorry, I could look into those baby blues forever," Faith leaned forward and kissed Reece's lips, sucking on the bottom one before pulling away.
The tall woman growled and bounded towards the water, diving right in. Faith giggled at the sight.
You know, Cori, I can't believe I can still turn her on like I do. Me, Faith Ashford from Long Island, have captured Reece Corbett's heart. When we first met in that dive bar on the Lower East side, did you ever think it would turn out like this? I sure didn't. I hope this power lasts forever. I want to be old and gray and still hear that frustrated little growl from deep in her chest.
God, I look at her now, emerging from the ocean... a goddess. My stomach does flip-flops and my heart beats wildly. Just who has the power again? The things she makes me feel. I want to feel them forever.
"Are you crying, babe?" Violet asked.
"Yeah. I remember when I first met Faith. I remember when I first met Reece. So much has changedÖ so much. I never thought this would be the future, not in a million years. I'm so happy for them both, they're my dearest friends and I love them so much. I can't tell you how wonderful this is."
The piercer smiled knowingly at her emotional lover. "They are lucky to have you, Cori, and you're just as lucky to have them."
"Thanks, babe. I love you."
My mother called me on my cell phone this morning. It seems she knew all about the ceremony Reece had planned. My wife called her and asked her to snoop around the P-FLAG people to find a minister who would marry us. She said she didn't call yesterday because she figured I'd need at least a day to recover. Can you imagine? My own mother joking about my sex life. Then again, she did buy me a dildo. God, maybe she really is as cool as everyone thinks. Ew. I don't want to think about that right now. Anyway, she told me that Dad was pretty miffed that he didn't get to give me a huge wedding and walk me down the aisle. Do you think Reece would have a fit if I asked her to consider a big affair? Mom was pretty disappointed that we eloped, but she didn't let on. I could tell, though. Damn Cor, I don't know. I'm very satisfied with the way things turned out. Maybe I'll just let them throw us a big party in the house in the Hamptons. That should satisfy them.
"Hey, Vi? How do you think the media is going to take all this?"
"HmmmÖ I don't know. I mean with Melissa and Julie, and Ellen and Anne... they may try to fuck shit up by claiming Faith is straight and using Reece or something of that sort. Then again, they're both pretty well off at this point. I don't know, babe. I hope what ever they do, Reece and Faith are prepared. I know they have you and me behind them.
"Hell, I'll stand in front of them if that's what it takes," Cori said seriously.
"I love you, babe. You rock."
Did I tell you how gorgeous my wife is? She is, you know... laying out on her chair... with those long legs and that sexy belly. Oh yeah, she's all mine. You'll have to excuse me while I lick her abs.
"Hey! I thought there was too many people, Faith?" Reece raised an amused eyebrow.
"I couldn't help myself. It was calling to me," Faith grinned.
"I can tell you what else is calling you. Loudly, too," the tall woman opened her legs lewdly and let them dangle off the sides of the chair.
"Reece!" Despite her protests, the actress's gaze zeroed in on Reece's crotch. She bent sideways to peek up the leg of her wife's shorts.
"See anything?" Reece asked playfully.
"No," Faith pouted, "you've still got your bathing suit on under there."
"Good. Then it will be all new to you when we get back in the room," A black eyebrow wiggled and the club owner closed her legs and sighed.
They have so many things to do here, at all hours of the day. Reece has tried every water sport they have; she managed to water ski, boogie board, scuba dive and snorkel. I snorkeled with her and, Cor, it was amazing. I was a little afraid and I kept getting water in my breathing tube, but, wow it was beautiful! Reece has stunned me with her ability to not only get along with total strangers, but learn all these new things, as well! She's been such a different person. Just last night, they had karaoke.
Cori put the letter down on her chest and closed her eyes. "Oh no, please don't tell me Reece got up and sang. I don't think I can take it."
"Come on, Cori! Lemme see! What if she sang 'Fetish'?" Violet took the paper away and began reading where Cori left off.
Well everyone was begging Reece to sing, I had no doubts in my mind that she'd gracefully decline, so I wasn't bothered. After about three or four cocktails, there she was, reading the list of available songs. Suddenly, she gets all excited and bursts out of her chair and goes straight to he guy in charge. Before I know it, there's my wife in her big, baggy-ass shorts, her backwards baseball hat and a tank top with no bra, wiggling her hips and singing. What was she singing, you ask? Elvis. Yes, Elvis. I give you a moment to recoup Cori. (Tapping my foot)
"Oh, god no! Gimme that!" Cori grabbed the letter away from Violet. "You're totally lying to me now," the dancer skimmed over what her lover just read and her mouth dropped open.
"See? I was not lying. Now are you gonna finish reading or should I?"
Cori cleared her throat and continued.
I hope you're ready for this. Then the woman who I promised to love forever in front of God and everyone, kicks into a mean rendition of "Don't Be Cruel", complete with hip gyrations and lip curls. If I could explain what she looked like in her droopy drawers, I would, but I can't. You just had to be there. Next, my lovely wife has the crowd up out of their chairs, clapping and shaking their butts along with her. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I never would have believed it. She shook, gyrated, sneered and crooned for all she was worth. God, it was absolutely priceless. I will never be able to hear Elvis again without turning blue. When it was all over, Bob and Joyce from the room next door bought her more drinks. I admit, at first, I was mortified, but after a while, it was the single most adorable thing I have ever seen in my whole life. I don't want this to ever end; I don't want to come home and have to start living life again. Okay, Cori, you may laugh now.
Violet was patting her lover on the back as silent hysterics overcame the dancer, "Breathe, baby... come on..."
"Oh... god... Reece..." Cori gasped.
"I would have liked to have seen that. I hope someone took a picture," Violet shook her head in disbelief.
"Oh, my god. I can't believe it. Faith sent some photos along, maybe one's in there."
"That would be just too good," Violet snickered.
Anyway, after that was over, it was pretty late and everyone stumbled into their rooms, except for us. Reece wanted to sit on the beach and watch the ocean. It was beautiful. Seeing her sitting there, all laid back on the sand, got me a little romantic and, well, before we knew it, one thing led to another and we broke a lounge chair.
"I just told her about last night," Faith mentioned to her reclining wife.
"You didn't tell her about..."
"I certainly did!" Faith laughed at Reece's blush.
"You suck," the tall woman pouted.
"I know. And very well, from the compliments you screamed out into the night."
"Wanna do it again?" Reece sat up and leered.
"Later, baby. I'm almost done," Faith turned away from the blue gaze, afraid she'd relent.
"Suit yourself. I'm hot; I'm going for a swim," she peeled off her shorts and walked towards the water.
"God, that ass in a bathing suit," Faith hummed as she watched said body part disappear into the ocean. She thought about what happened when they got into their room last night after breaking the chair.
Reece tackled her on the bed and began to ravish her, picking up where they left off.
"Hon, are you okay? You did have a few to drink," Faith worried.
"I'm fine," the tall woman peeled off her tank top and kicked off her shorts. "In fact... I feel good," Reece broke into James Brown, "na na na na na na na," she shook her naked ass in Faith's face. "I knew that I would," she danced ala the King Of Soul, "na na na na na na na," this time she bent over and wiggled her ass as she sang.
Faith couldn't believe what she was seeing, "What has gotten into you!?"
The club owner turned back around and jumped on the bed, straddling Faith, "You. I love you. I have never felt better in my life," then she bent down and kissed her wife possessively. After the kiss, she whooped loudly.
"Oh god, baby, I like you like this!" Faith exclaimed with a loud laugh.
"Me Animal. Make love to woman... now," Reece crawled over Faith and grinned madly.
"EEP!" Faith shouted as the tall woman nipped her neck hard.
"ShhhÖ you don't want Oh Joyce and Shit Bob to hear us."
"Reece, that's bad," Faith slapped Reece's naked butt.
"You heard them, too. Ooooohhh, Joyce... Shit, Boooobbbbb," Reece groaned loudly.
"Baby! They'll hear you!"
"Oh, they'll hear me plenty," Reece chuckled as she started biting a path down Faith's body.
The actress smiled with the memory, then turned back to her letter.
This morning we fed each other breakfast in bed. Later, Reece went off to jet ski some more and I just watched her zip along the ocean. I could watch her forever. Hey, I will watch her forever. God, that feels good. It's official, Cori, we're married. Had I known this was going to be my honeymoon, I'd have packed some sexy lingerie. Reece loves that lacy, feminine stuff. I have to tell you, she makes me feel pretty sexy when I wear it, too. I can't believe she's really my wife!
We talked about changing our name to hyphenated versions. I think I like Faith Ashford-Corbett just as much as I like Faith Corbett. It's no difference to me or to her. We have plenty of time to think about that, though. Reece warned me that there will probably be rag-magazine torture now, I don't look forward to it, but it's inevitable. I just wish they'd find something else to write about.
I love you, Cori, you have been so important to me; you mean so much to me. I'm sorry you weren't here to see our wedding. I sent along some pictures, though. I hope you can forgive me. I didn't know this was how it was going to be. I don't regret any second of it, don't even think I do. I am the proudest woman in the world.
Oh, my sexy wife is giving me that look again. Perhaps it's because I took off my bikini top about five minutes ago while her eyes were closed. Oh, boy! You can guess where that steely blue gaze has landed, I think I can actually feel her eyes touching my skin. I think it may be time for us to get back in the room and celebrate a little more. She looks hungry.
Green eyes fluttered open and Faith sighed contentedly. Her head was lying in Reece's lap and the tall woman was running her fingers through her hair.
"Mmm, baby, that feels good," the actress snuck her hand out from under the sheet and rested it on the leg stretched out in front of her.
"Better than a half hour ago?" Reece teased.
"Oh, no... nothing was better than that," Faith smiled into her wife's thigh.
"Oh, so before was better than in front of the mirror?" the club owner let her fingers wander down to Faith's shoulders.
"Hmmm..." the actress closed her eyes and remembered what she felt while watching Reece and The Animal make love to her in front of the mirror. "Do I have to answer that?"
"It's okay, Faith, I don't think I felt anything as intense as when I watched you make me come," Reece admitted as she tickled her fingers down Faith's back.
"Yeah, that whole night was intense. Thank you for that," Faith kissed the thigh under her cheek and wiggled. "You're giving me goose pimples, baby," she giggled.
"I see. I like it," the club owner snickered.
"I like it when you touch me," Faith sighed pulling herself up until her head rested on Reece's shoulder.
You know, Cori, Reece fascinates me. She can be so incredibly gentle and loving that, most of the time, I forget what she is capable of doing. I don't want to forget that side of her, it's part of who she is... but there's such contradiction sometimes... what I'm trying to say is, those beautiful fingers that give me so much pleasure can kill and I've come to terms with it. It doesn't frighten me any more. I think she finally feels at peace, too. I think she senses my realization. She smiles so much more now; she's breathtaking when she smiles.
I wish I could keep writing, but we have to go to dinner. I miss you, my friend, and can't wait to get home so we can jump up and down and scream. We're married, Cor. Reece is my wife and I've never been happier.
I love you, Faith.
Cori, Violet and the dancers all huddled around the bar, passing the pictures between them. Some dancers oohed and ahhed at Reece in a bathing suit, Reece in shorts and a tank top, Reece in general. Cori had to admit, the two women looked happier and more relaxed than she'd ever seen them. Marriage looked good on them.
"Oh, hey, Cori?" One dancer held up a picture. "I never saw that before," she was pointing to the tattoo encircling the club owner's bicep. "What is it?"
Cori took the picture of her laughing friends and smiled at their happiness. "That, girls, is Reece's Faith."