"I wonder if this is how Peter feels," Alicia murmured, reaching down to stroke the dark blue shaft jutting from the leather harness strapped around her upper thighs and across her mons. She shifted her hips forward experimentally, thrusting at the air to get a feel for the heft of her new appendage. Satisfied, Alicia took a step toward the bed Kalinda was sprawled across. The other woman stretched languidly and grinned up at the lawyer's approach.

"I think Peter would be a little jealous of your girth," she offered, eyeing the toy appreciatively. She ran the tip of her tongue along her lips, wetting them. The sight of Alicia handling the harness curiously, stepping into it and pulling the straps up to tighten across her creamy thighs and her exposed ass had been more than enough foreplay for Kalinda – she was wet and open and ready.

Alicia gripped the base of the toy in her hand, judging it against the memory of her husband. "I think you're right." She crawled onto the bed, kneeling over Kalinda, hands on either side of her head. "Are you sure you can handle me?" Kalinda's reply wasn't important – she already knew how much Kalinda wanted it – and she cut off any opportunity for her to speak by capturing her mouth in a deep kiss. Her tongue slid inside Kalinda's eager mouth just as she dropped her hips to press the toy along Kalinda's inner thigh. The necessity of breathing finally forced the two women's mouths apart. Alicia panted softly, regaining her breath as she gazed down, meeting Kalinda's steady eyes.

"Inside, now," Kalinda commanded. When Alicia hesitated, uncertain of how to wield her new power, Kalinda bucked her hips up and wrapped her legs around the taller woman's slender waist. Her eagerness elicited a low groan of pleasure from Alicia that only grew longer when Kalinda reached between their bodies and guided the head of the toy into her dripping center. "You have to move now," Kalinda breathed against Alicia's ear.

"Oh," she moaned, the words jump starting her overheating brain suddenly unable to control the instinctive rocking of her hips forward, plunging the strap-on further into Kalinda. The muscles along her lower back and through her thighs flexed under Kalinda's hands as she drew them down Alicia's back, scoring her skin an angry red with her fingernails.

The intensity of the connection – Alicia's hips flush against Kalinda's with the toy buried entirely inside the smaller woman – aroused Alicia in a way nothing else ever had. She never really thought of herself as a top; before she met Kalinda she really never thought of herself as particularly sexual in general. Being a wife had been a political role. Being with Kalinda was completely and undeniably a sexual role. Something about Kalinda and the brazen, sensual way she asked exactly for what she wanted, landed Alicia in all kinds of situations that she had never considered before, but found overwhelmingly arousing once she arrived – like this, pressing her hips forward and slowly pulling them back, filling Kalinda with each agonizing stroke.

"More," Kalinda panted, meeting each of Alicia's thrusts with rolling hips. Sweat beaded between her breasts, rolling down her breast bone. With the strange lucidity that always overtook her just before her rush to climax, she noticed that Alicia's skin was flushed and covered in a thin sheen of perspiration. She flicked her tongue out, tasting her thrusting lover's collar bone.

Still balanced on one arm next to Kalinda's head, Alicia slid her hand down between their bodies, playing her fingers across Kalinda's throbbing clit. Another deep thrust, and then Kalinda was spiraling into orgasm – gasping Alicia's name. Her legs went rigid, heels digging into Alicia's lower back and holding their hips against each other as she rode wave after wave of pleasure.

"Peter would be a little jealous of how well you can please a woman too," Kalinda laughed softly against Alicia's shoulder. The strength was slowly returning to her limbs but she was left with a happy afterglow that soothed her muscles and left her in a better mood than usual.

Alicia wiggled her hips against the mattress, causing her strap-on the sway back and forth above her. "So you're pleased?"

"Very."