Chapter 13

Sasha lavished caresses on one breast, and then the other. Sienna’s nipples were hard and swollen when Sasha bent down and sucked on one. “Fu-u-u-ck, Sasha…” Sienna’s hand wandered towards Sasha’s cock, eager for Sasha to fill her up.

Sasha watched Sienna guide the cock in, and with one smooth push, Sasha glided inside.

“Oh god, you feel so good Sasha, do that again…”

Sasha slowly pulled out, and pushed in once more. Sienna threw her arms over her head and lifted her knees up. Sasha pulled Sienna’s legs around her hips as she started thrusting, slowly building speed and power. Sienna crossed her ankles behind Sasha’s back, deepening the angle of penetration. Then Sienna’s senses blurred, from the nerve cells inside to the skin cells outside, they blurred into a massive energy ball of pleasure. Her body was rocking back and forth as Sasha pounded into her. She heard herself screaming with every thrust, and felt her arms flailing as she sought release. And release slammed into her moments later, leaving her in a strange, beautiful liminal space where she felt nothing and everything, all at once.

Sasha pulled Sienna in towards her, “I love fucking you.”

“You really have mastered that thing,” Sienna shivered as an aftershock ran through her body. Sasha undid the harness and flung it across the bed. She grabbed one of Sienna’s legs and laid it across her body.

Sienna traced Sasha’s scar with her finger: it ran parallel to Sasha’s hairline and then down her forehead, clipping the edge of her right brow. “This is so fucking sexy Sasha,” Sienna whispered, “I never thought I’d be grateful to Amanda Whitaker for anything.”

“If I knew you’d like scars this much, I’d have been much less conscientious about personal safety.”

Sienna shook her head, “Nope, I just like this one. Because it’s mine.” She kissed it gently, and then traced it with her tongue. Sienna’s clit tingled when she heard Sasha’s sharp intake of breath.

Emboldened, she let her tongue wander lower. She licked the edge of Sasha’s ear, which earned her another breath and a slight jerk from Sasha’s leg. Sienna raked her teeth along the bottom of Sasha’s ear lobe, and continued along her neck. “How would your boss take to you having bite marks all over your neck?”

“He is an ends-justify-the-means kind of guy. As long as I get the work done, I don’t think he’d care if I started showing up with half a ton of bananas in my pants.”

“Are you trying to say that you are excited to see me?”

“Sienna, it’s eleven o’clock on a Saturday morning and we been having sex on and off since… since after dinner last night. I think the answer to that is fairly obvious.”

“Trust… but verify…” Sienna lowered her hand to Sasha’s sex, “Hmmmmm, so very wet….”

Sasha tilted her hips up as Sienna shifted down, landing kisses down the middle of Sasha’s body. Sienna’s hands drifted lower, until they reached Sasha’s thighs. Sienna pushed them open and nestled her shoulders under. Sasha let out a slow breath of anticipation. Sienna smiled and licked upwards. Sasha tasted like delicate honey, and Sienna wanted more. Her tongue probed deeper, thrusting forward as Sasha moaned, “Yes… yes… oh baby, just there… more” Sasha grabbed Sienna’s hand and pushed them downwards. Sienna obliged happily, sliding two fingers in and shifting her tongue to licking Sasha’s clit. That’s when Sasha started really moving. Sienna clamped down with her lips to prevent her tongue from losing contact, and pumped aggressively with her hand, meeting Sasha’s thrusts over and over again. The closer Sasha got, the more her muscles tightened. Her hips were completely off the mattress when the orgasm hit, after which she collapsed back onto the bed, spread-eagled and panting.

Sienna loved seeing Sasha like this, “I can’t believe I can do that to you.”

“Did I smash into you too much?” Sasha mumbled.

“Don’t you worry about it, I have enormous lung capacity. You can smother me any time you want.”
Sasha burst out laughing, “Sorry. That made me think of you eating me out in scuba gear.”

“How would that even work?” Sienna said, chuckling at the mental image.

Sasha shrugged and smiled. She beckoned to Sienna with her finger, “C’mere Jacques Cousteau…”

Sienna snuggled into the crook of Sasha’s arm, “May I ask you a question?”

“Over Christmas, when you thought I was talking about reciprocation and sex, you said ‘no’. What did you mean by that?”

Sasha covered her face with her hands, “Oh I am so embarrassed.”

“Sasha, I just had my tongue up your vagina. I’m pretty certain we are past all that now.”

Sasha raised her eyebrows, “Ok. Look, I thought you meant reciprocation in terms of a strap-on. I said no because…”

Sasha paused and shut her eyes tightly, “… because it was something Anastasia and I fought a lot about. She didn’t like the fact that I wouldn’t let her, you know, fuck me with it. Just never had the desire for it. She said I was a control freak. The more she pushed for it, the less I was willing to give in.”

“You shouldn’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” Sienna said gently.

“Anastasia always thought it meant I was holding something back,” Sasha shrugged, “I wanted to want it, I guess, but I didn’t.”

Sienna rested her palm on Sasha’s cheek, “I’ve never agreed with Anastasia on anything, but I can understand the urge. You are fucking irresistible. But that’s where my agreement ends. If it doesn’t feel good to you, no one has any business making a judgement on what it does or doesn’t mean.”

Sasha closed her eyes and didn’t respond. And then a tear fell.

Sienna eyes widened with concern. She moved on top of Sasha and brushed the hair out of her face. She kissed away the tears, “Sasha, what is it?”

“Don’t know if it feels good…” Sasha whispered.

“What? Sasha, I-” Sienna struggled to understand what Sasha was saying, “Don’t cry. It’s ok.” She rained kisses on Sasha’s face.

Sasha wiped the tears from her eyes, and then looked directly at Sienna, “I have no basis for knowing if you know, if that would feel good to me.”

“You mean you’ve never …”

Sasha shook her head again.

“Okay fine, that’s just not something you are into. It’s not like it’s been slowing us down…”

Sasha reached for a tissue and blew her nose, “Yuck, this is incredibly un-sexy… sorry.”

“No need to be sorry. I love you, snot and all,” Sienna said. For the second time in as many weeks, Sienna’s brain-to-speech filters failed her.

Sasha slowly moved the tissue away from her face as she processed what she heard. Sienna was also dealing with the echoes of her words as they reverberated in her head.

Sasha smiled and suddenly wrapped her legs and arms around Sienna.

“What are you doing?”

“Applying restraints in case the urge to run away strikes you again. I am noticing a pattern… and have learned to recognize the Sienna Logan pre-flight look of panic.”

Sienna was panicking, and she squirmed mightily. Sasha only gripped her harder, igniting an immense ripple of pleasure that emanated from Sienna’s core. Sienna gasped.

“Do you really love me?” Sasha asked, her legs squeezing tighter.

Sienna gazed into Sasha’s blue eyes, unable to speak. Say ‘yes’ dammit!! her brain kept telling her.

“It’s a simple question, Sienna,” Sasha smiled with mischief. She tilted her hips up, causing exquisite friction between them.

Sienna gasped again, “Yes…” YES! YES! YES!

“Sorry, what?” Sasha asked. Sienna’s eyes were half-closed at this point, completely distracted by what Sasha was doing with her pelvis. Sasha tilted her hips again.

Sienna’s eye flew open, “YES. I love you. Stop doing that… oh!”

“See, that wasn’t so hard…right?”

“It was extracted forcefully, under extreme duress.” Sienna buried her face in Sasha’s neck.

“Chickenshit.” Sasha smiled. Her hand slid between their bodies towards Sienna’s sex.

“Virgin!” Sienna yelled as Sasha’s fingers traced lazy circles under, over, and around Sienna’s clit.

Sasha flipped Sienna over and hovered over her, “Only in the biblical sense. Oh, and I love you too, scaredy cat.”

Sienna’s eyes widened; she grabbed Sasha’s face and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Sasha’s fingers continued their dance. Sienna broke from the kiss and glared at Sasha, “Can you stop fucking around now?”

Sasha looked worried for a second, but smiled when Sienna winked and stuck out her tongue salaciously, “I need you to know me… you know, in the UN-biblical sense…”

Chapter 14: The Swim Meet (Senior Year – December)

The call that Sienna had been dreading came. She picked up, “Good morning mom.”

Barbara Logan just caught wind of the fact that Sienna wasn’t coming home for Christmas, “Maria just told me you and Sasha were staying in New York for the holidays?”

Sienna sighed. Sasha, who had just had an almost identical conversation with her mother, was lounging on the couch, poring over the Times Crossword puzzle. She looked up and mouthed good luck before returning to her clues.

“Mom, Sasha drew the short straw at work. Actually, she is the short straw, given that she’s the rookie, and someone from her team needs to be on call over the holidays so she’s stuck here. I’m going to go on the team training trip second half of break, so if I don’t stay here, I won’t see her at all over winter break.”

Sasha sat up and lifted her shirt. Can you see me now? she mouthed.

Sienna flipped her off and turned away, tuning back into what her mother was saying, “… maybe we can come down and visit?”

“You want to come visit? All four of you?” Sienna looked at Sasha, who shrugged. “Yeah sure, but Sasha’s place is basically two rooms with a latrine in the middle, and my dorm room is tiny…”

Sasha narrowed her eyes as she watched Sienna listen to whatever it was that her mother was saying.

“Uh-huh. I guess that could work….. yep, that could work, too,” Sienna opened her eyes wide with mock horror, “Mom, why don’t I talk to Sasha, and then we can call you back. You want to come down for that long weekend, right? Great! I’m sure we can figure something out.”

“Let me guess. They want to do Christmas here. And they want us to stay up in your dorm room while they bunk here.” Sasha went back to her puzzle.

“Not bad, Sherlock. That was her first proposal, and then she said she would look at holiday rentals.”

“That one. Push her towards that option.”

“Okay, let’s do the search…” Sienna opened her laptop as she sat down next to Sasha. She scanned the crossword Sasha was working on, “25 across is Denali, by the way. ‘North America’s highest peak.'”

“16 down is Raisa. And 5 down is Green Tea. You’re done. Now come help me find a place to stash our parents over Christmas.”

“You know, it’s really no fun doing these if I spend 40 minutes doing 95% of it and you swoop in at the last minute and finish the last few clues in two seconds.”

Sienna planted the computer in front of Sasha, “Sasha, FOCUS. These are the search results for our zip code. Question one: do we want them in our zip code?”

“I don’t know. Most options around here will be walk-ups and I don’t think dad’s knees would like that. Maybe go north to Chelsea or south to Battery Park?”

Sienna updated the search parameters, “No way! Look!”

Sasha looked at the listing Sienna had clicked on: a two bedroom condo in Chelsea. “Yeah, what about it? Looks too expensive.”

“Look at the name of the owner of the listing… Annabelle Frye.”

Sasha looked at Sienna, puzzled, “I am not following, sweetie. Sorry.”

“Annie Frye — from FAC. It has to be her. This is her apartment! She’s listing it. Maybe we can get it for a lower rate! I’m emailing her now.”

Sienna smiled as she sent the email, hoping that this rare real estate fluke would come through. “Oh, this would be amazing if it works!”

Sasha was brushing her teeth twenty minutes later when she heard Sienna give a yelp of joy.

“Sweetie — I just heard from Annie,” Sienna tried to open the bathroom door, but Sasha was in the way. She stood outside impatiently as Sasha finished brushing.

“Lay it on me, Logan,” Sasha thought Sienna looked adorable as she bounced around with excitement.

“It’s actually not Annie’s apartment. It’s Alex’s. Long story short, Alex said it’d be fine for our parents to stay there for free!!!! Annie is taking down the listing now, and I just emailed my mom.”

“It’s Alex’s apartment? This is the woman you had a crush on?”

Sienna stopped whirling when she caught the edge in Sasha’s tone, “Yes. Why?”

Sasha frowned, “Why what?” An unhappy surge of jealousy caught her unprepared. She wanted desperately to never hear the name ‘Alex’ come forth from Sienna’s lips again, to never be beholden to this woman who had captured Sienna’s attention.

“You are being a bonehead.”

“Me? You are the one spinning around with joy because of Alex.” Sasha stomped to the fridge and opened it. She starred angrily at the food inside.

“Sasha, oh my god, I thought you were joking around… oh honey.” Sienna wrapped her arms around Sasha from behind and placed her hands squarely on Sasha’s chest.

Sasha took a deep breath.

Sienna gave her a squeeze, “How about not airing out the fridge quite so much?”

Sasha closed the fridge and turned to face Sienna, “I don’t like thinking about her… and you…”

Sienna touched her forehead to Sasha’s, “I haven’t told you about my dream, have I?”

Sasha shook her head, the roar of the green-eyed monster now a low, uncomfortable hum.

“Right before I started at FAC, I started having this recurring dream. I had a lover in this dream. It was the same woman every time. But I never saw her face. She had dark hair, a masculine build, and always approached me with a greeting in my ear before bringing me to orgasm..” Sienna watched Sasha’s eyebrows rise.

Sienna continued, “It was you. But I didn’t know it. I had assumed that you didn’t want me in your life any more and I’d blocked out the possibility that it could be you. And like Titania awakening and falling in love with Bottom, I attached the dream to Alex…”