7. Amory

Amory can't believe she's doing this. She kisses Blake, biting her lip in the process. Blake moans and Amory moves so that she's on top of her.

Blake gasps when Amory's hips meet hers and Amory moans into Blake's lips. She wasn't horny last night when she fell asleep but after waking up to a show, she definitely is now, and there's nothing that turns her on more than moans. Blake definitely delivers on that front, gasping and moaning as she kisses her.

Amory bites Blake's lip again and Blake wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Amory gets the message and moves closer to Blake, putting her knee in between her legs. She almost laughs when Blake bucks her hips and grinds on her knee.

Blake whimpers and Amory does laugh at that, thoroughly enjoying watching the normally composed Blake so needy and desperate.

Blake is still wearing her pajama pants, and so is Amory. Amory decides that she needs to fix that. The two of them are definitely way too clothed.

Amory takes her fingers and puts them in the waistband of Blake's pants. "You need to take these off," she says.

Blake blushes a little, but she's starting to get over the initial shock of Amory reciprocating her desires, and she smirks at Amory as she pulls them down, underwear and all.

"Come here, baby," Blake says, "let me undress you."

Now it's Amory's turn to blush, and she does, feeling her face heat up from embarrassment. It doesn't help that she's already hot with desire. But now Blake wants to see her naked, and she wants that more than anything right now, but the embarrassment doesn't stop.

Amory moves closer to Blake and gives her a kiss on the lips. It's sweet and short and within the next second, Amory is lying on her back on the bed with Blake on top of her. She has to admit that the switch in positions is hot, and she gasps at the sudden change.

Blake moves her hands to the hem of Amory's shirt, which Amory decides is definitely not fair considering Blake still has her shirt on. But she lets Blake pull her shirt over her head and stare at her breasts.

"Fuck," Blake says breathlessly, "You're so hot."

Amory smiles, basking in the attention. She reaches for Blake's shirt, but Blake takes her hands and pins them above her head.

"Uh uh. Pants first, and then I'll take off my shirt."

Amory frowns but lifts her hips so that Blake can let go of her hands and relieve her of her pants and underwear. Amory is not entirely pleased by that. Even though the air feels good on her bare legs, she was enjoying being pinned down by Blake. That's a new development. No one has ever pinned her down before and now she wants more of it.

However, there's something that she wants a little more right now—Blake's shirt on the floor.

Amory reaches for her shirt and helps Blake pull it over her head. Once she takes it off, Amory throws it onto the floor where it joins the rest of their clothes.

Amory stares at Blake's tits. They're full and round and her nipples are dark brown and erect, and she wants to grab at them, to pinch Blake's nipples and learn what sounds she'll make when she does.

Amory reaches a hand up and grabs Blake's left breast, squeezing hard and Blake gasps. The gasp quickly turns into a moan when Amory pinches her nipple and Amory looks between Blake's thighs to see that they're slick.

Amory isn't much better. She desperately wants Blake to fuck her, wants her fingers inside of her and maybe some vibrations or maybe Blake's mouth on her clit.

"I, um," Amory starts, a little embarrassed, "I brought a vibrator with me."

Blake laughs. "There's no need to be embarrassed," she says. "I brought a whole collection of toys with me."

Amory frowns in confusion. "So why didn't you use them on yourself?"

"Because when I brought them, I wasn't expecting to share a room or bed with anyone," Blake says. "I mean, why haven't you used yours?"

Amory is embarrassed at how she didn't think of that. The desire must really be clouding her thoughts. "The same reason."

"Exactly," Blake says with a laugh. "Though if I'd known you were going to be okay with it, I definitely wouldn't have held back."

"I didn't know I'd be okay with it, but it turns out I couldn't help myself."

Blake smirks at her. "Good to know," she says. "So, your toy or mine?"

"Um," Amory pauses for a second to think, not sure if she's comfortable using Blake's toys on her. "Mine."

"Where is it?" Blake asks.

"The side pouch of my suitcase."

Blake gets up and walks over to Amory's suitcase. She unzips the side pouch and pulls out the pink rabbit vibrator.

Blake holds it up to where Amory can see. "This one?" she asks, turning it on and Amory can hear the vibrations.

"Yeah," Amory says, still blushing.

Blake walks over to the bed and turns the vibrator off. Amory is a little confused and frowns at Blake.

"I'll get to that in a minute," Blake says. "I want to feel you first."

Amory gasps at that and Blake climbs on top of her.

Blake spreads her fingers across Amory's bare thighs and Amory gasps at Blake's warm fingers. Her thighs are incredibly sensitive, and any touch there serves to turn her on. Her skin tingles and she bucks her hips slightly.

Blake laughs and moves her fingers closer to Amory's pussy. She puts two fingers inside of her and gently spreads them around while Amory begs for more.

"Please," Amory begs.

Blake feels so good inside of her.

"Patience, darling," Blake says, using her other hand to rub Amory's clit. She moves over her and plants a sweet kiss on her lips. Amory kisses back, harder and desperate for more. She wants a heavy make-out session.

One of Amory's favorite things is kissing, making out, hot and desperate. She honestly sometimes prefers that to having fingers inside of her, but right now she's definitely not complaining as Blake finger fucks her.

She does want more, though. The high speed of her vibrator is what she's relied on to get herself off for years and she doesn't even know if she can get off without it. She wonders, however, if she could come from Blake's skilled fingers and thinks that she probably could. She's forgotten what it's like to have sex with another woman. It's been too long.

Blake gives back to Amory what she wants, kissing her harder, and she gently bites her lip before trailing kisses down to her neck. Amory moans and bucks her hips, moaning louder when Blake's fingers hit her g-spot and she feels a jolt of pleasure throughout her entire body. Amory hasn't felt such a sensation in years.

"Do you want the vibrator now?" Blake asks, fucking her gently, biting into Amory's neck. She whispers into her ear, making her shiver.

Amory thinks for a moment and then shakes her head. "No, I want this, you… fucking me… faster please."

Blake grants her request and Amory shouts in pleasure. She takes a hand and covers her mouth. She hasn't made a sound like that in forever. Blake just laughs.

"It's okay, baby," she says, "I like your sounds."

Amory groans and then moans loudly as Blake hits her g-spot again. She feels it heavily throughout her body, and now she wants something more on her clit. The idea that she could come from Blake hitting that spot terrifies her, and her fingers aren't moving fast enough on her clit. Amory can barely find her g-spot on herself and she usually comes from clitoral stimulation, not fucking.

"Can you get one of your toys?" Amory asks.

"Sure baby," Blake says before shortly coming back to the bed with a large wand vibrator, the kind Amory has always wanted but could never justify spending that much money on herself for a sex toy.

"Do you know how to use one of these?" Blake asks.

"I'm sure I can figure it out," Amory says. She is a doctor, after all, how hard can a sex toy be?

And she does figure it out and gasps the moment the toy touches her clit. Blake laughs slightly, kissing her thighs and Amory gasps again. Her thighs are beyond sensitive, and her biggest turn on.

It suddenly only takes seconds, the intense vibrations on her clit and Blake's skilled fingers fucking her G spot, and Amory comes screaming loudly in the cabin.

It is overwhelming and without doubt better than Amory can ever remember sex being.

When Amory's orgasm subsides and her mind finally just about returns to her body, she feels Blakes fingers slide out from inside her. Blake takes the toy from Amory's limp hand and washes it in the bathroom. She then comes back to the bed and cuddles Amory while she gets herself off with the wand.

Amory wants to lend a hand, but Blake doesn't invite her to and she is still kind of out of it after her own orgasm.

Before she has time to further contemplate it, Blake is moaning loudly and coming and it is the hottest thing Amory has ever seen. Blake's head is tipped back and her eyes are closed. Her smooth brown skin has a wet sheen of sweat across it and it shimmers in the dark.

Her breasts rise and fall with her ragged breaths.

Fuck, why is she so hot?

They fall asleep tangled up together shortly after. They certainly didn't talk about it. Amory wanted to, but she couldn't find the words and Blake was so satisfied and sleepy, she couldn't find it in herself to break the spell, so when Blake opened her arm to let Amory nuzzle into her, she took the opportunity and it was only seconds later when Blake was snoring peacefully.

Deep breaths of the sexy musky scent of Blake soon put Amory to sleep, too.

The next morning, Amory and Blake go to work, but Amory can't stop thinking about what happened last night. It doesn't help that she's a chronic overthinker and she can't believe that she did that. She slept with Blake Gold, for crying out loud, something that she would have never dreamed of happening. And not only did she enjoy it, but she wants to do it again.

This can't be happening. Not too long ago, she told Blake that she hated her and now she's fucking her? It doesn't make sense, but Amory kind of also doesn't care. She can't stop thinking about how Blake's lips felt against hers and how her fingers felt inside of her.

She also thinks about the time she and Blake have spent with each other, how she's started to really enjoy the other woman's company, and their conversation last night. She's going to be pretty upset when this trip ends, and she finds herself wanting to keep in touch with Blake when they go back to the US, but she's not sure how to bring it up. She wonders how Blake feels about all of this, and she's scared to ask.

She thinks that the two of them should definitely have a conversation about all of this, what they're doing fucking each other, but she's kind of scared to do that. What if Blake changes her mind and decides that having sex with Amory is just too weird for her? It is weird for Amory, too, but at the same time it's not.

She's having feelings toward Blake that she hasn't had in years, desires that she had forgotten she could have, so she just goes through the work day, overthinking and trying to decide how she should feel about Blake. Does she want to just be Africa fuckbuddies with the other woman, or does she want something more substantial? Amory can't tell.

She continues her day like that, until lunch when she gets the chance to check her phone.

Blake:Can't wait to see you at the cabin later

Blake:I want to make you scream again

Amory feels a rush of desire flooding between her legs.

She looks at the texts and blushes. She then looks at Blake, who is staring at her from across the table, giving her a knowing look.

Amory looks away, but she can't deny the heat that she feels at the promise of a repeat of last night. At least she knows that Blake doesn't regret last night, especially if she wants to do it again.

Now, Amory just has to decide what she wants. It's weird for her. She definitely wants to have sex with Blake again—last night was one of the best sexual experiences she's had in years, but she's also nervous. She's never really been the type to enjoy or have a friends-with-benefits situation. She doesn't know if that's what she wants or if she wants a proper relationship with Blake.

She thinks about it and realizes that she doesn't hate the idea. They've been getting along really well lately, and she seems like a really sweet woman, even if their past history is less than ideal.

She goes back to work, but it's hard to focus. She manages, but barely, and at the end of the day, she's relieved to be able to meet Blake at the front doors.

The two of them walk back to the cabin and all Amory can think about is having Blake's lips on hers.

They get back to the cabin and Amory watches as Blake opens the door. She walks in behind her and immediately closes the door and then grabs Blake by the collar of her shirt.

"Whoa," Blake says, "moving a little fast, aren't we, darling?"

"Says the woman who said she was going to make me scream," Amory retorts.

Blake laughs. "Fair point." She kisses Amory.

It's rough and passionate and Amory wants more. Before long, the two of them are in a heavy make-out session, and Amory moans into Blake's mouth.

Blake pulls back and smiles at her.

"I love those sounds."

Amory blushes a little but smiles back.

"I want to hear you, too," Amory says. Blake is a little vocal in bed, which is good, but she's nowhere near on the same level as Amory. Which is a shame considering moans and dirty talk are some of Amory's biggest turn-ons.

"I'll try my best," Blake says, and Amory smiles at her before pouncing forward.

She grabs Blake's hair and pulls her head to the side before trailing kisses down her throat. Blake moans and squirms against her. Since both of them are professional, she has to be careful not to leave hickies, at least not where people can see them. Under her clothes, however…

Amory paws at Blake's shirt.

"Off," she growls.

"So demanding," Blake says with a smile. But quick as lightening, Amory's back is pressed against the door to the cabin and her hands are forced to her sides by Blake's.

"And what on Earth made you think that you're in charge here, sweetheart?" Blake asks.

She squeezes Amory's hands and leans in so close that Amory can feel her breath on hers. Then she kisses her, biting her lip so hard in the process that Amory can taste a slight twinge of blood on her tongue. She doesn't mind, though, she likes it rough.

Amory's brain goes silent, unable to think of anything except the gorgeous woman who stands in front of her, holding her captive beneath her strong arms. Has Blake always been this strong? Oh God.

Amory squirms a little, testing to see if she can break free, but she can't, and Blake pushes her harder against the door.

"You're not going anywhere, sweetheart," Blake says, shaking her head at Amory. "Not until I say so."

Amory lets out a high-pitched whimper and her legs shake slightly. She wants Blake to have her way with her, to fuck her, to make her feel as much pleasure as she did last night—more pleasure than she's felt in years. But she also wants to fuck Blake, to know what she feels like under her fingers. It's strange for Amory, in the past she didn't usually bottom. And now she can't decide what she wants more. It doesn't seem to matter, though, because Blake is making those decisions for her.

Blake lets go of Amory's hands but gives her a demanding look. A look that says don't move. So Amory doesn't. She just watches as Blake moves her hands to the buttons of her shirt and takes it off in front of Amory. Despite how desperately she wants to be the one removing Blake's shirt, she can't deny that she definitely enjoys the view.

When Blake removes her bra, Amory can't express how much she wants to reach up and touch her breasts. It takes all of her willpower to remain as she is, stuck to the door and pinned there with Blake's eyes. Blake then removes her pants and underwear and stands in front of Amory, completely naked.

It seems unfair, how Blake is naked while Amory is fully clothed, but Amory trusts that Blake will soon fix that, and she does, reaching for the buttons on Amory's shirt.

She takes the buttons apart slowly, carefully, and Amory is so impatient that she wouldn't mind if Blake were to rip the shirt apart. It's not like she doesn't have others, after all. But no, Blake forces Amory to stand there as her legs shake and she whimpers, wanting her clothes removed as quickly as possible while Blake has other plans.

When Amory is finally as naked as Blake, the two of them stare at each other for a moment, taking in each other's bodies. It's different than last night, fucking in the dark. Now, Amory can see all of Blake and she really likes what she sees. Blake's body is taller than hers, lean and muscular with bigger breasts than Amory anticipated. Her pubic hair is dark and inviting. Her body has the grace and elegance of an athlete. She looks like a beautiful panther, waiting to pounce on it's prey.

Amory doesn't reach forward to touch Blake like she wants to, but Blake has no such qualms. Blake reaches out and brushes her fingers across Amory's nipples, causing her to gasp and them to harden.

Blake takes one of them in her mouth and Amory almost falls to the ground at how good it feels. She's weak.

She lets Blake do what she wants but eventually standing still kills her too much to do it any longer. She raises her hands and puts them on Blake's breasts, playing with her nipples as she feels like she's drowning in sensations. Blake doesn't say anything, just laughs against her.

Soon, it all becomes too much and Amory starts to beg for more.

"Please," she says, "just fuck me."

Blake laughs. "You are an impatient pretty little thing, aren't you?" she says, and Amory doesn't know how to respond, so she just nods in affirmation and Blake laughs again.

"Okay, gorgeous, let's get you to the bed."

Blake takes Amory's hand and leads her to the bed where she pushes her on her back.

Amory falls to the bed and looks up at Blake. She looks like a shimmering bronzed goddess, hovering above her, with her short dark hair artfully messy around her face.

Amory gasps when Blake falls on top of her, pressing their bodies together, a thigh in between Amory's legs pressing into her clitoris and Amory bucks her hips to feel the pressure she so desperately desires.

Blake smiles at her and kisses her. Amory can't help but gasp at the kiss and the way Blake's breasts feel squished against hers.

Within a moment, Blake has moved so that her head is in between Amory's thighs, and she looks up at Amory.

Amory knows that she's probably soaking wet, but she can't find it in her to be embarrassed, not when such a gorgeous woman is staring at her with those dreamy big brown eyes like she's the only person on the planet.

"I want to taste you, sweetheart," Blake says. "Is that okay?"

"Yes," Amory breathes out.

"Good girl," Blake says, and Amory can't deny how that affection has her heart skipping a beat.

Blake goes down on her, and Amory's thighs shake as she does so. In the next few minutes, she feels nothing but pure pleasure from Blake's licks and sucks as she devours her.

Amory feels heat building inside of her and when Blake's strong fingers push inside her and begin to fuck her, her orgasm floods through her body and it feels incredible. Amory doesn't know if she will ever come back down to earth.

When she comes, her entire body shakes and she swears she stops breathing for a moment. She looks over at Blake, whose face is glistening with her come. Blake smiles at Amory and Amory blushes, looking away.

She pulls herself back to the present moment and reaches over to Blake and takes a soft breast in her hand.

"Let me help you," Amory says.

"If you insist," Blake says, moving up to kiss Amory, and Amory can taste herself on Blake's tongue.

The two of them switch positions, and Amory finds herself at Blake's feet.

"Do you want a vibrator?" she asks.

"Yes, please," Blake says.

"Aw," teases Amory, "Look at who's being a good girl now."

Blake growls at her and Amory's heart stutters. "Watch your mouth," Blake says.

Amory gets the wand vibrator that they used last night and hands it to Blake so that she can use it on herself while Amory fingers her, feeling how wet she is around her inner thighs before she puts two fingers inside of Blake.

It's been a while since she's done this, but even though she's rusty, there are some skills you don't forget. Her hands do get tired more than they used to, however, and she has to switch hands every now and then.

When Blake comes, she comes screaming, and Amory smiles at her in satisfaction, proud that she could make her feel that way.

When they're done, the two of them cuddle up together and Amory wonders where this leaves them. She's never been the type to have one-night stands or do the whole, friends-with-benefits thing, but she doesn't know how Blake feels about this or what she wants, and Amory is kind of scared to ask. She doesn't want to ruin what they already have, or scare Blake away, but she definitely thinks that she wants something more substantial.

She thinks about dating Blake, and realizes that's something that she definitely wants, and she's excited, even if a large part of that terrifies her. She hasn't been in a proper relationship since Natalie, and she's scared that she doesn't know how to love again. She wonders if she can and thinks that she's definitely willing to face her fears and give it a go.

She realizes that she'd have to talk to Blake, though, and comes up with any excuse to avoid that for a while. Amory decides that she will have a conversation with the other woman at some point, but with her anxiety, it's best to wait a while and let things progress naturally for now, see how things go.