No Strings Attached

Chapter 24: Firsts

"Do it... Make love to me..." Love, the word resounded in both minds. Love. What else could it be? After everything, what word was more suitable than love? It wasn't sex. It was so much more than just physical release. It was emotional release from confines that had never given the opportunity for feelings to evolve into more. Freen had never loved anyone. Neither had Becca. But they had always loved each other.

Becca responded wordlessly by leaning into Freen and kissing her deeply, her tongue sliding against Freen's wantonly. Freen welcomed Becca both into her mouth and into her body as she felt that single finger start to move. It slowly drew back before pushing in again, going deeper, allowing Becca to curl it against Freen's upper wall. Freen's hips started rolling in rhythm with the slow but relentless pace Becca had set with her hand, chasing something invisible. Becca further extended her thumb to glide over Freen's small nub repeatedly, each bit of pressure causing Freen's body to shake and the woman to arch and moan in a high pitch.

"Shit, I think... Becca..." As soon as Becca realised what was heading their way, she immediately slowed her movements right when Freen needed her to speed up. A deep whine erupted from Freen, the goddess not happy with the change in pace. "What...what?" Freen wanted to ask if something was wrong, but Becca answered her before she could vocalise the words. She kissed Freen deeply as she changed back her deathly slow movements, aiding the slow thrusts by rolling her hips repeatedly. Kissing her way from Freen's lips to her ear, she sucked the lobe into her mouth and tugged with her teeth, before whispering to her huskily, "Let me take care of you..."

Freen wasn't sure she understood, but let Becca guide her into what was to come. Becca started leaving a sloppy trail of kisses from Freen's ear down her body, stopping to worship every peak and valley. She thought then that she could worship Freen's body for the rest of eternity. She was perfect and Becca felt absolutely blessed to be the one to get to touch her so intimately. By the time she had kissed her way down to Freen's navel, they were both buzzing with anticipation at what they knew was about to happen. Then Becca dipped her tongue out to taste Freen's salty skin and licked her way down the rest of the way. When she finally covered Freen's most sensitive mound with her warm mouth, Freen was moaning loudly and squirming underneath Becca. When Becca's tongue eased it's way through soft folds, Freen was arching and crying out.

Freen was teetering on the brink of madness as she let herself melt into the feeling of Becca lapping at her. She quickly noticed when Becca started picking up the pace again with her finger, which she had never removed once from Freen's body. Freen didn't want to lose the contact. The way Becca filled her made her crazy, causing her walls to clamp down around Becca's finger. "More..." She whispered in another plea to Becca, and tipped her head back with a pleasurable cry when she felt Becca pull back and soon thrust two fingers into her. She could feel Becca stretching her, but the slight pain was overcome by a burning tingle instead. Freen knew she wouldn't last much longer.

Becca peeked up Freen's body as she continued licking her, not wanting to stop but also wanting to see Freen's face. "Look at me..." Becca mumbled into the hot and swollen flesh before her, while gazing upwards in expectation. Freen complied and pushed herself up to her elbows so that she could hold eye contact with Becca as she headed towards that cliff. "Babe... Becca, I'm goin'...going to..." Freen huffed breathlessly before more high pitched whining and moans escaped her. Becca could not fathom the present moment as she watched Freen's face contort in pleasure, though their eyes remained locked. She hungrily continued to devour Freen while thrusting her fingers at an even faster pace. Freen's groans started getting louder the faster Becca went.

When Freen was at the final point of her crumbling resistance, Becca put in the last bit of furious effort. It paid off soon as Freen threw her head back in a loud cry, her back arching off the bed as she was destroyed by the immensity of her orgasm. It was the first one caused by someone else. She thanked God it had been Becca.

"Becca... fuck... babe!" Freen continued to cry out as Becca took her time to lick the slick liquid she found leaking past her fingers. Eventually she slowly withdrew her fingers after enjoying the throbbing feeling of Freen's inner walls that were pulsating around her fingers as she came.

Freen fell back to the bed in exhaustion and a certain satisfied fire burning through her system. Whatever she had imagined this would be like, nothing could come close to the reality she had just experienced. Becca had just shaken the foundations of her entire being and all she wanted was to hug her close. Her wish was soon granted as she felt Becca crawl up her body again and immediately delved into Freen's mouth. She kissed her lover like she was an oasis in the desert that Becca had been trapped in for most of her life. Freen had fed her nurturing waters when she had been dying from thirst and she never wanted to drink from any other source ever again.

As Freen held Becca close, she could feel that telltale beat skipping through her heart, knowing what it meant. Maybe it was the orgasmic delirium, or the post glow, but Freen sighed deeply and listened to the beats like morse code. She was so completely in love with Becca.