The Reunion

Chapter 23 - Kaia

"K, what do you want?" Kaia whispered in Karlie's ear before she dragged her tongue around the shell of it. She felt Karlie's body shiver. "I know you're wet—so wet for me." 

Kaia could feel it, could tell that Karlie wanted her to continue. As soon as Kaia opened her door and her eyes fell on Karlie standing there in the most gorgeous dress, she knew she was going to have a difficult time keeping her distance. Every worry and fear evaporated as soon as she realized who had knocked on her front door.

Every dirty thought, every fantasy, none of it stood a chance when Karlie gracefully sat on her lap. It had felt like a dream to have someone as beautiful as Karlie embrace her and take her. She had wanted this for so long. It didn't feel real, but with every kiss, every gentle touch, her senses heightened, reminding her that it was
real. 

Karlie hadn't answered. She simply whimpered when Kaia kissed her neck and gently bit down. 

"What I want," Kaia started instead, knowing that Karlie was now speechless, "is to watch you fuck my hand while in this gorgeous dress. That way I can think of this moment for the rest of the night. This way, every time I see you while wearing this," she grazed the dress with her fingertips, sliding down to the swell of a breast and to the bunched fabric in her lap. "I'm going to think of how you rode my fingers until you came and remember the look of release on your beautiful face."

Kaia spoke honestly and genuinely. Karlie had gone so silent, she needed everything to be clear. She wanted her to know how much she wanted this. That she craved more skin, more friction, more anything as long as Karlie stayed. More importantly, she needed to know that Karlie truly wanted this. That she wasn't forcing Karlie into something she might regret later. 

"Oh, God." Karlie tipped her head forward, resting her forehead on Kaia's. Kaia didn't miss the pleading look that was on her face. 

"Karlie?" she asked so tenderly. "Tell me."

Karlie nodded so forcefully, it hurt where their foreheads connected. "Yes," she said on an exhale as if it was the only word she could mutter. 

It was answer enough that Kaia couldn't hold back any longer. One word that released her from holding back. 

Kaia's hand found the hem of her underwear, and Karlie found her voice. "I need you to make me come. And I need to know how you taste." Kaia moaned at her words. "I need to have you writhing-" she gasped as Kaia's hand found her slick folds, effectively cutting her off, not wasting any time.

Kaia chuckled smugly. "What was that, dear?"

Karlie steadied herself by placing a hand on Kaia's shoulder as she began undulating her hips. Kaia wouldn't let her have the satisfaction of being touched fully yet. Her touch was light as air.

"What else?" Kaia asked.

On a frustrated groan, she said, "If you don't fuck me right now, I'm going to get up and find what I want. I have been wanting to have you riding my face for so long, I think I could wait a little while longer for my own release."

"Oh, yeah? Tell me more," She whispered. "I want you to tell me what you've dreamt about all this time. What your fantasies with me are." Kaia moved two fingers to circle around her entrance, gathering the wetness. Karlie gasped and grabbed the hair at her fingertips near the base of Kaia's neck.

The pain felt good, it felt real, keeping her in the moment. She wanted to feel all of it. The tenderness and the pain. 

"My fantasies have mostly been played out already." Karlie whispered. 

Kaia's fingers stilled, unsure what she meant. She looked up into Karlie's face, demanding clarification. So, no more fantasies because...

"I pictured you, always. No matter who I was with – they never... I never... unless I pictured you doing what they were doing."  A blush crept onto Karlie's cheeks.