Part 10 (2/2)

Hana moved faster as she wrapped her hands around Zi's upper arms. ”There you go. You feel it now. You wanted it, you got it.”

”I want it bad,” Zi managed to say. ”You're right, I do want it bad. f.u.c.k me with that thing, and don't stop.”

”That thing is my c.o.c.k, baby, just your size, just what you want.”

Zi arched up to nip at Hana's lower lip. ”You're right, that's what I want. I want you to f.u.c.k me until you can't breathe.”

Hana said something, but Zi heard it as gibberish. The words didn't matter when Hana's intent was so clear. Her arms kept Zi pinned to the bed while her hips pushed that wonderful c.o.c.k into her hard, steady, fast, and nothing in Hana's face said she planned to stop. Ever.

When she came the first time, Hana didn't even pause. With a shared groan, it was on to the next climb, the next plateau, then the next surge to another climax, then another. At some point Zi knew she'd never been done like this before. She'd wanted some hot, no strings s.e.x, and that was just exactly what she was getting.

”I'm not going to stop, baby,” Hana kept saying, and then Zi realized she had been begging Hana not to stop. Thirteen months since she'd felt so alive. For a little while she'd almost believed she ought to be ashamed for enjoying everything her body could feel, but no more.

She wasn't sure who actually stopped first. Hana was panting, and their sweat-slicked bodies were burning hot from the friction. Zi was too high to feel it yet, but she knew tomorrow her thighs would be very, very sore. She was going to feel this for days. Oh yeah.

Somewhere she found a half smile. She hoped she sounded less s.e.x-fogged than she felt. ”Is that... Is that all you got?”

Never let the woman get out of bed still hungry. That was Hana's cardinal rule, and if Zi wasn't done, then Hana wasn't either. Her shoulders were screaming, and she felt a not-good trembling in her hips. She couldn't ask for a rest. What if Zi implied to Evie that she had wanted more and Hana had been too wiped out to oblige? Evie would never let her forget it. Bag the babe and make her happy. She couldn't admit she'd met a babe she couldn't satisfy.

”Nah, baby, that was just foreplay.”

She poured more lube over Zi's red, luscious c.u.n.t. d.a.m.n, the lube practically steamed on contact. The pink c.o.c.k looked tired.

”Let's go baby,” Zi said. ”Let's set a record.”

”I have a surprise for you then.” Hana eased the pink toy out of the O-ring and reached for the next largest, which wasn't just wider, but also heavier. Lube, lots of lube, and she got back on top of Zi, who gave an appreciative wiggle.

”Oh, did you get out the big gun for me?”

Hana gave a little push and really liked the way Zi's eyes glazed slightly. ”Put your legs around my waist.”

Okay, that turned out to be a mistake, because as they found a rhythm again, the weight of Zi's legs just added to the trembling muscles in her a.s.s and back. She wished in the worst way she'd looked at the clock when they'd begun because she had no idea if it had been thirty minutes or an hour. All she knew was that Zi was coming for like the twentieth time. The bed was getting soaked and her arms were getting tired.

Hang on, she told herself. Hang on, maybe this will be the last. f.u.c.k her harder, she wants it. Oh yeah, big bad butch that you are ... give it to her.

Even as she told herself to go faster, she felt herself slowing.

She felt like she had the last time she'd tried a 10K run. The wall. She'd never hit the wall during s.e.x before. Was she getting old? d.a.m.n, Hana, idiot! f.u.c.k the girl. Don't stop.

She summoned what strength she had left for a half-dozen more plunges. Sappho, she pleaded, Sappho, please be the patron G.o.ddess of butches and make her come.

Zi gave a funny little cry and Hana didn't dare hope this meant something different. But maybe it did, because she was shaking all over and then went a very satisfying kind of limp.

Hana collapsed on top of her, breathing hard and praying for a rest. She could do more. She could try. d.a.m.n, she felt drained.

Zi said something into Hana's hair, but Hana didn't catch it.

”Huh, baby? Want some more? Plenty more where that came from.”

”No,” Zi said. ”I just want you to get off of me for a minute so I can breathe.”

”Oh.” Hana flopped over onto her back in the small s.p.a.ce between Zi and the wall. ”Only for a minute, then I'm really going to f.u.c.k you silly.”

Zi laughed and sat up. Her wrists were free and she held up her bikini top. ”No damage.”

”You're not going to put it on, are you?”

”Not yet. Five minutes.”

”That all?”

”I'm meeting Felicia for dinner.”

”Well, we have five minutes, then.” Hana started to move, but Zi was suddenly on top of her, weight spread out.

”I think that'll be enough.”

”You want to ride me for a while?” I could just lay here and play with her t.i.ts, Hana thought. She wouldn't have to know I'm totally wasted.

”No,” Zi said. Then Hana felt Zi's hand sliding past the harness. ”I want to f.u.c.k you.”

”Oh-it's okay-oh hot d.a.m.n.”

”d.a.m.n hot is more like it. Baby, your p.u.s.s.y is on fire.”

Zi was going inside her and it felt really, really good. Hana usually didn't go for this, preferring to hold on to the high in a kind of Tantric sort of thing, but Zi was doing something very right. Being held down like this wasn't at all a bad thing. She couldn't have pushed Zi off if she'd wanted to, but that was beside the point. Zi was a totally aggressive femme type who still liked a butch on top most of the time. She was a secure enough butch to let Zi think she was running things for a little while.

The itch inside, where Zi was f.u.c.king her, got stronger, and Hana found herself spreading her legs even more, even arching her hips to really feel every stroke. Smooth, steady, even, but deep. Bracing one foot, Hana arched to meet the thrusts.

”That's right, baby, you f.u.c.ked me just about senseless, and it's time for you to get some back. You like that?”

The next push was particularly deep and Hana used the last of her energy to lift her hips again. ”Yeah, I like it. Just the way I liked shoving my c.o.c.k into you for an hour.”

”Did you like me coming for you, over and over, getting you all wet and hot?”

”Oh, d.a.m.n... d.a.m.n, baby...” She had thought her muscles too weak to spasm the way they did, but Zi held on until their rocking had slowed.

”I'm glad you liked that,” Zi said after a minute. She gave Hana a kiss, then stood up next to the bed to on put her swim-suit. ”G.o.d, I'm starved. Free champagne at dinner, too. Do you have a T-s.h.i.+rt I could borrow? It's freezing out there.”

”Top drawer, mine are on the left.”

”White one okay?”

”Sure.” Trying not to look numb, Hana watched Zi pull the s.h.i.+rt over her head. ”Five minutes up?”

”Only needed three. See you around, babe. It's been a h.e.l.l of a lot of fun.”

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