No Strings Attached

Chapter 22: Strings and Boundaries

Silence and shaky breaths were all that drifted past their ears.

"No..." Came Freen's response. She seemed weary, but intensely excited. There was a new hunger inside of her that she had never felt before. Ironic that it should be for her childhood best friend. Either way, Freen could not resist Becca any longer. She felt like an animal needing to mate.

Becca was struggling to get her pleasure under control as she shifted above Freen and the other woman thrust upward against her. Becca had squeaked when she felt the jolts turn to lightning behind her pubic bone.

She needed to think for a second.

She slowly pressed down on Freen and locked Freen's hips with her thighs so that their riding games could stop for a second.

Becca let the new information sweep through her mind. Freen had never slept with anyone. She was a virgin in both senses.

Becca's breath caught in her throat at her next thought - she couldn't go through with this. If Freen really was the love of her life, mixed with the feeling that she was simply too good for Becca, then Becca would have to keep it in her pants. It has to be done right and in the correct order. She hadn't even taken Freen out on a proper date yet!

Then there was also the side that terrified Becca. The little voice inside her head had reminded her of Freen's purity and if she was the one to take that from her, then it had to be more special than this.

But even worse - what if she disappoints Freen? Or what if Freen ends up deciding she's rather into guys? What if Freen simply needed a physical outlet to her young hormones?

But what if that was the end goal? Getting laid for the first time? Or allowing them to be intimate because there are emotions involved.

Freen had said 'God knows I need this', as opposed to God knows I need you..." Causing a conundrum that made Becca think a bit. Should she or should she not? She would be honoured to swipe Freen's V-card, but she wouldn't be able to bear it if it was only a physical thing. If that's what Becca really wanted, she would be sticking to the groupies.

"What do you mean?" Freen slowed her movements and stared up at Becca in confusion, her mind foggy from lust and pleasure. She rested her hands on Becca's thigh, thumbs softly circling along the material of Becca's pants.

Becca looked off to the side for a moment and puffed out some air to get rid of the few strands stuck to her face. "I don't think this is a good idea right now..."

Freen's hands casually climbed higher along Becca's thighs before switching over to the front of her pants. She slowly started unbuckling Becca's belt.

"And why is this not a good idea?" Freen slipped the pin from the leather and the belt popped open.

Freen's hands reached for the zipper, playing with it between her fingers.

Becca was stuck between a rock and a hard place, and she was ablaze with hot, molten lava running through her veins. She wanted Freen so badly and here she was, offering herself to Becca.

Go for it, Becca told herself

Just do it.

So close.

Freen should be yours.

Stop thinking.

Just stop...

"Stop... We need to stop. Freen..." Becca took a deep breath and placed her hands where Freen had her zipper almost halfway down.

Freen snorted and sat herself up on her elbows, staring at Becca with hot swirls of a storm glinting in the distance. Becca was unsure exactly what it meant.

"Are you serious?" Freen scoffed, frustrated that Becca was putting the breaks on their physical desires.

"How do I know that it's me that you want and not just a way of scratching an itch?" Becca pulled her face into an unusual display of vulnerability.

"I'm pretty sure it's you, Becca. I've never felt this way about anyone. Why would I throw that away?" Freen pushed herself up in order to sit cross-legged with Becca in her lap, the smaller girl's legs now wrapping around Freen's waist.

"But if I have to prove myself..." Freen placed one hand on Becca's back and the other on her neck, then pulled her in for a slow, languid kiss that seemed to last forever. Once she pulled away, she lightly cleaned her throat and offered her plan.

"If you want me to prove my feelings..." Freen spoke lowly into Becca's neck, causing another wave of goosebumps. "I won't try to initiate sex again, unless you ask me... To fuck you..." Freen went back to her open mouth kisses along Becca's throat, causing another deep groan to come from Becca.

At least now Becca felt in control.

"Promise?" She asked Freen along her ear, causing a shiver to run down the Thai woman's spine.

Freen gave off a breathy moan in response and nodded as best she could. "Promise. I'm at your mercy, Becca..."

Becca grinned and bit down on her bottom lip once she pulled back to watch Freen.

Now this was more like it...