A.N.: I don't really write anymore, but a couple of my friends talked me into reposting my completed fics.
Emily Fields felt like she had found the perfect girl. Paige McCullers was beautiful, intelligent, protective, caring: everything she wished for in a girlfriend.
There was just one issue: five months ago was the first time they had been intimate. It was beautiful. Paige was her usual attentive self: putting Emily's needs before her own. It was everything a first time should be. But that was five months ago and Paige was still treating her like she was made out of glass. She would quickly apologize if she thrust into Emily too hard; or if she got carried away and bit Emily's tan skin. And when Paige accidentally left a mark — which Emily wore proudly — she became even more gentle with her.
Emily never wanted to say anything because, even though it was taking a lot of concentration on her part, she would eventually have an orgasm. And how much can you really complain about the person that is making you come? She didn't want to be treated like glass anymore, though; she wanted Paige to lose control: to get rough. She wanted Paige to claim her, to walk around with bruises that screamed "property of Paige McCullers," to be reminded of Paige every time she moved the next day.
"Next time," she always told herself, "I'll say something to Paige next time."
Emily stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom with only a purple thong remaining on her tight body. It was "next time" and Paige was leaving a trail of warm, gentle kisses down her stomach.
Paige twisted the thong material in her fingers and locked eyes with Emily, "I love you," she husked. Emily knew that. Paige proved that to her everyday they were together and every night when they were as connected as two people could be.
"I love you," Emily returned, feeling guilty for wanting something more than the feeling of being adored. But as Paige slowly slid the last barrier between them off of her legs, Emily couldn't help that she wanted them ripped off.
"Next time," she repeated her mantra in her head. When she felt Paige's tongue gently circle her bundle of nerves, she laced her hands in auburn hair and focused the best she could.
It was this time, this 56th "next time," that Emily finally noticed something: Paige was using her hips. Even though Paige's two fingers — never more than two — were slipping slowly in and out of her, Paige would use her hips to create a little extra weight. To get a little bit deeper.
Emily was so excited about the discovery that she lost herself and started grinding hard against Paige's hand only to have Paige stop. "Did I hurt you," her voice full of concern.
"No," Emily said, "I'm okay. Please keep going."
Paige continued and Emily refocused. Eventually, a small orgasm buzzed her body. She felt satisfied and frustrated at the same time, but the wheels in her head were turning. And when Paige fell asleep, she slid out of her arms, grabbed her laptop and went downstairs for a little late night shopping.
"Emmy, your dad and I are going to Texas for a week to find housing for him. Are you going to be okay here by yourself or should I make arrangements with Hanna's mom?"
"I'll be fine. When are you guys leaving," Emily asked pushing her pasta around on her plate.
"Tomorrow. Also, a package arrived for you today; it's in your room. What did you buy?"
Emily's eyes lit up. She was only expecting one thing, but it would have to wait until later unless she wanted to be found out by her always nosey mother. "It's a birthday present for Paige." It was basically true.
"That's nice, sweetie."
After dinner and family time Emily was more than eager to see the toy that would hopefully spark something in Paige. She casually walked upstairs and took the box into her closet: still worried about her mom prying. Hastily, she cut the box up and unwrapped it's contents. Emily's eyes widened as she stared down the purple and silver swirled strap-on. Pulling it from it's clear, plastic case she inspected the rigid silicone, flicking it: watching it rock back and forth. It was average sized; Emily had never had more than two fingers and, if she was lucky, a tongue inside of her so she wasn't trying to be a hero. Besides, anything bigger and she knew Paige would never go for it. She wrapped her hand around it trying to get a better feel for the girth. "This is probably doable," Emily thought sliding her hand up and down the length.
She took the harness out of the box looking at the straps like she was trying to figure out a Rubik's Cube. Deciding that it would probably be better if Paige didn't have extra time to second guess anything, Emily fitted the harness to herself. Loosening up the straps slightly so that when Paige put it on it would be just like pulling on a pair of pants. She grabbed the dildo and slipped it through the hole, trying not to laugh at the new, temporary, purple appendage. But she couldn't resist, she rotated her hips and giggled as the silicone swung around in a circle. Then the thought of Paige, naked except for the harness, entered her mind and her body began to hum with excitement.
Hearing footsteps coming up the stairs, Emily yanked off the harness and hid it in the back of her closet.
"Goodnight Emmy," her parents called from the hallway.
"Night, guys."
Emily leapt onto her bed and grabbed her phone: body still humming.
Baby, plan on coming over tomorrow night please. My parents are going out of town. ;) - Em
Is that all you want me for? - Paige
Suit yourself. - Em
I'll come over right after school. - Paige
Emily laughed, her girlfriend gave in too easily. Hopefully, she'll be this agreeable tomorrow.
Much to Emily's dismay, Paige had an especially bad day thanks to a poor test score. Bad days for Paige, lead to especially gentle love making. And as Paige slowly ran a broad tongue through Emily's folds, the frustrated girl bit her lip: trying to not say anything. If Paige needed slow, Emily could put her needs aside. Trying doesn't always mean succeeding though.
"Paige, stop," Emily blurted out quickly covering her mouth.
Paige looked up at her: concern and confusion swirling in her brown eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"
Emily slid away from Paige, resting her back against the pillows. "No, you didn't do anything wrong. How do I put this…I want to get fucked."
Emily watched her girlfriend's eyes widen as she looked around nervously. She guessed the girl was looking for the nearest exit. She scooted forward and locked eyes with the nervous girl.
"I want you to fuck me hard, shamelessly. Fuck me into the mattress, break my bed, make me feel you for days." That was probably a little too blunt because Paige looked like a deer caught in a giant fucking searchlight, never mind headlights.
"Emily - I - I don't know. I-" Paige stuttered out, rubbing the back of her neck.
"You had a bad day, take it out on me. I can take it. I want to take it." Emily stood up from the bed and moved to the closet to retrieve her recent purchase. "And I want you to do it wearing this."
Paige's jaw dropped when Emily held up the strap-on. She thought she lost the redhead for sure until she saw Paige lick her lips. It was just a little flick and if Emily blinked she would have missed it, but it was there. Paige was with her.
Emily stepped forward and took hold of Paige's hand: pulling her off the bed.
"Let's just try it," Emily husked before kissing Paige lightly.
Paige nodded her head quickly and followed Emily's eyes as the tan beauty kneeled in front of her. She stepped into the harness and shivered as Emily pulled it up: grazing her fingertips against her legs. Paige tightened the straps until it was snuggly settled against her body.
"Is it okay," Emily asked watching her girlfriend push the purple appendage down to watch it spring back up.
"It's like a compass," Paige mused.
Emily laughed softly watching Paige manipulate the toy in a similar manner as she did yesterday. "How so?"
"It always points to what I want." Paige pulled Emily against her, hard, kissing her deeply. When Emily gasped at the force and the feeling of the strap-on trapped between them; Paige took advantaged and plunged her tongue into Emily's mouth. "Lie down."
Emily complied immediately, lying down on the bed; looking up at Paige's eyes that where almost black with lust.
Paige ran her nails down Emily's thighs, leaving faint, red lines in their wake. "Oh Emily, I wish you would have said something earlier." Without warning she grabbed Emily's thighs and yanked her ass to the edge of the bed. "I've been holding back so much and it hasn't been easy. Not when everything you do sets my body on fire." She pushed Emily's legs apart and gasped at the glistening sight in front of her. "I was going to ask if you are sure about this, but it's pretty clear that you are."
"Oh God, yes," Emily moaned, already rocking her hips in anticipation.
Paige sucked on Emily's thigh finally getting to mark the girl after wanting to for so long. Suddenly, she bit down on the bruised skin causing Emily to shoot off the bed. Paige quickly lifted Emily's ass off the bed as she pushed her tongue inside the girl; Emily fell back roughly. Her scream interrupted at the loss of breath.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Emily moaned trying to close her already shaking legs around Paige's head only to have her girlfriend force them back wide.
Paige continued to tongue fuck the writhing girl, pushing in her as deeply as she could before curling her tongue on the way out: making sure to drag the tip along Emily's walls. Collecting as much of the taste as she could: moaning at the flavor. Emily was the best thing she had ever tasted: clean with a hint of saltiness. It was making her head spin. Desperate for more, she pressed against Emily's clit with the pad of her thumb and was rewarded with more wetness.
Emily took in a sharp breath at the new contact and began to grind Paige's face faster; fighting against the grip Paige had on her hips.
Sensing that Emily wasn't going to last much longer Paige slipped a finger in with her tongue, stilling for a moment to enjoy the feeling of Emily clenching around her. She moved to the girl's clit, sucking on it lightly and swirling her tongue around it.
"You taste so good, baby. So fucking sweet, like honey."
"Paige, yes. I'm so close." Emily fisted Paige's hair and yanked when Paige added a second finger and began to slam into her hard. "Oh fuck!" Everything was overwhelming: Paige's tongue expertly assaulting her clit while her fingers thoroughly fucked her. She felt like she was going to be split in two. The strap-on standing proudly between Paige's legs now forgotten.
"Oh God. Do you hear that," Paige asked reveling in the sound Emily's arousal made every time she pushed into her. "That's how much you want me in you."
An animalistic moan escaped from the back of Emily's throat when Paige added a third finger, slowing only for a moment to let Emily adjust before returning to an even faster pace. "Paige, Paige — fuck — don't stop! Fuck me, fuck me."
Paige moaned against Emily's clit sending vibrations through her body. "What do you think I'm doing, princess?"
Emily's walls began to flutter, tightening around Paige's fingers. "I'm gonna - Paige - I'm gonna come!"
"Then come."
Everything in Emily's body stopped in that moment and reversed direction, the blood, her thoughts, the electricity that was traveling to her center was now shocking the rest of her body. "PAIGE!" She screamed as her back bolted off the bed; coming harder than she ever has. She held Paige in place and continue to grind against her face: riding out her orgasm. Her thighs snapped shut as she twisted like she was going to break Paige's neck.
Her girlfriend continued to hang on, though, slowing her motions, leading her back to Earth.
Emily crashed back down onto the bed, running her hands over her tingling body. Finally feeling thoroughly satisfied and, now, very sleepy. She was so gone that she didn't feel Paige picking her up and moving her back towards the pillows.
"Baby, wake up," Paige whispered, kissing Emily softly. "We're not done."
"I - I can't," Emily mumbled.
"Yes, you can. I know you can." Paige dipped two of her fingers inside of Emily, pulling out some of the abundant wetness and rubbing it over the dildo. Stroking the length to make sure it would slide as easily as possible into Emily. She leaned over the tired girl and placed a searing kiss on her lips. It took a moment for Emily to respond, but soon she was reenergized. "There's my girl."
Paige grabbed the base of the temporary appendage and rubbed the tip through her girlfriend's slit.
Emily's eyes widen comically. She had forgotten how this all started and now the reminder seemed too big. "Paige, wait. I - it's too much."
"Just relax," Paige said giving Emily a reassuring kiss, "I'll go slow." Oh the irony. Paige sat back a little to see what she was doing. She lined herself up with Emily's opening and pushed her hips forward slightly, causing a light pressure. "Get ready for me."
Emily screwed her eyes shut and nodded sharply.
"Breathe, love." Emily took a few deep breaths and on the third breath Paige tilted forward further pushing the head passed her tight opening.
Emily gasped. Her eyes squeezing shut even tighter. Her fingers digging into Paige's arms.
Paige waited for Emily to adjust before slowly inching inside of her until their hips were connected. "Are you okay?"
She pulled Paige against her, kissing her deeply, dragging her nails down her back. "Yeah, you can start moving."
Ever so slowly Paige rocked her hips back, her hand guiding her so she didn't pull all the way out. Once just the head was left inside, Paige slowly pushed forward again, watching Emily for any sign of pain.
There was pain, but it was manageable and worth it for the pleasure she was feeling. Her girlfriend's body was flush against her's as she slowly filled her. It was better than Emily imagined. She opened herself up for Paige by hooking her heels into the back of Paige's thighs. The redhead seemingly reading Emily's mind as she quickened her pace, but still bottoming out. "So good. Keep going," Emily sighed, the pain almost completely gone now.
Paige couldn't help herself, she wanted to see everything. She lifted herself up onto her hands and looked down between her and her love's body. "Ah fuck," she husked, watching the purple strap-on slide in and out, glistening because of how much her girlfriend wanted her. She lost control and started thrusting roughly into Emily with short, quick strokes: mesmerized by the way Emily's tits bounced up and down. "So perfect." Moans filling her ears, intimately praising her and spurring her on.
The bed squeaked at the stress it was being put under and Emily thought that Paige might actually break it. For a second she was worried before deciding that she really didn't care.
"Harder, harder, Paige! Yes." Emily undulated her hips wanting Paige to hit every wall.
Bringing one of Emily's legs up to use for leverage she thrust harder into her girlfriend. She was thrusting with a purpose now, watching Emily react until she found the spot she wanted to repeatedly hit.
And she found it. "God! Right there. Right fucking there. Don't — fuck — you move!" Paige was such a good listener. She worked that spot over and over until Emily felt that delicious low pressure building. Her hips began to get sloppy. She pinched her nipple with one hand and twisted her fingers in the sheets with the other.
Paige knew Emily was close again. Her tightening walls making movement difficult. She returned to her previous position of hovering over the girl. Leaning in for a sloppy kiss. "Is this what you want? For me to lose control? For me to fuck you like I was trying to break you in half?"
"Oh God yes!"
"Then give me what I want and come for me again," Paige mumbled against the now marked skin of Emily's neck. "Rub your clit."
Emily ran her hand between them and started rubbing her bundle of nerves vigorously. Her muscles tensed and her nails breaking the skin on Paige's back as every single nerve in her body began to spark. It didn't take long before she was falling over the edge into her second powerful orgasm; chanting Paige's name like it was her way of thanking the girl.
The sight, sensation, and sound was enough to push Paige over her own edge as she continued to thrust slowly in her girl. She wanted more. Had to have more. This wasn't enough. She pulled out of the girl just as soon as Emily stopped coming and flipped her over: burying her strap-on back in her without preamble.
Emily cried out when Paige filled her again. "Yessss!"
The redhead licked her lips at the sight of Emily's luscious ass on display for her. She hooked a hand under Emily's hips pulling that beautiful ass up higher; while pushing her other hand down on Emily forcing her back into an arch.
The corners of the sheets were pulled from the mattress already, but Emily just kept pulling. She bit her lip trying to stop the constant flow of moans coming from her mouth, but it only caused the moans to sound like growls. Feeling like she had vertigo she kept her eyes closed not even realizing how hard she was pushing back against Paige.
"I could have been fucking you from behind months ago," Paige growled. "Now I have to — God — make up for lost time." Paige brought her hand down sharply against the tan skin of Emily's ass. Another orgasm building inside of her at seeing her "innocent" girlfriend practically fucking herself against the strap-on.
Emily never fully recovered from the previous orgasm so this next one hit her without warning. Her walls clenched so hard Paige was trapped in her. She buried her face in the pillows, but her muffled screams still filled the room. Hips thrusting wildly, convinced Paige was trying to fuck her into unconsciousness.
The movement of Emily's hips tugged the harness against Paige's clit causing her to follow her girlfriend over the edge. She collapsed on top of Emily, both of them exhausted. The sounds of their heavy breaths louder than anything else in the room.
Once Emily had finally finished coming, Paige pulled out; slapping the purple appendage against her girlfriend's clit. Smirking as Emily jerked in response to the sensation. She took the harness off and threw it on the floor, then laid down next to Emily.
"That was incredible," Emily purred, curling up against Paige while she placed soft kisses against her temple.
"You were incredible. Thank you for buying that."
"Thank you for using it. When do I get to use it on you?"
Paige laughed lightly, the thought making her nervous. "Next time."