Cherish [GirlxGirl]

Chapter 10

(Third Person)

She got up suddenly and walked over to her dresser. Out of the top drawer she grabbed her strap-on. She rarely reached for it unless Naimah asked her to but tonight was different. Tonight she felt like she needed it, she needed to show her that Terrell wasn't wanted or needed. He was just a nuisance, an obstacle in their relationship that needed to be removed.  Naimah crawled, hands and knees, to the end of the bed and helped her tighten the strap at the back. She was looking at her the way she always did during sex. It never seemed to be about the physical contact, they were spiritually connected. One soul feeding the other. She slid the condom carefully down the silicone shaft and adjusted the strap one final time.

Cherish pushed her backwards onto the bed and pushed her thighs apart with her knees. Without hesitation she entered her, moving slowly at first but quickly thrusting deeper and harder. She was fucking her. Trying to fuck any thoughts of him out of her mind. Trying to fuck his memory away. Trying to remind her that her body was hers and hers alone. She had never been the possessive type. Despite the fact that sometimes she got attached quickly she always accepted that a woman could leave her any time, for any reason but she felt differently about Nai. She felt stronger feelings than she'd felt before. Not quite love yet but close enough that the idea of a man inside her made Cherish's blood run hot. His hands, his lips, even the thought of his eyes taking in her naked body filled her with fire.

Naimah reached up to touch her face, to pull her in for a kiss but she shoved her hands away; holding them down on the bed on either side of her head. She fucked her harder, their hips rips rising and falling in syncopation. Naimah accepted the entirety of her eight inch dick even though she grimaced in pain. Her little moans increasing in frequency let Cherish know she was almost there but she wasn't ready yet. She didn't want her to climax. She slowed down.

"No no no, I'm almost there." She whined.

Cherish ignored her, pulled all the way out and made her roll over so that she lay on her stomach, her firm ass in the air. Looking at her face, looking into her eyes was making it hard to concentrate. She was in her once more, deep thrusts, her pelvis smacking against her ass until she felt Naimah's body begin to shudder beneath her. She slowed her pace as the shudders subsided. Feeling accomplished she pulled out of her fully, removed the condom and took it to the bathroom to flush it. Naimah hadn't moved when she returned she was still flat on the bed her face away from the bathroom door.

Cherish was still angry, not only because of the impending weekend trip but because she hadn't said no. She hadn't backed out of what they started when she had an opportunity to. She caved to Naimah's request, she caved quickly and easily despite her reservations about being able to stand sharing someone she cared about. She didn't like the idea of a 'lableless' relationshit. She liked titles, she liked exclusivity, she liked date nights and introducing the person as her girlfriend. She liked the obligations associated with monogamy. She liked knowing exactly what counted as cheating and what their limits were. This whole process with Naimah had been confusing from the beginning but she never protested. She wanted to keep her happy. She wanted to wait it out because she felt that eventually she would be the only one but somehow he had survived past the one month expiration date. She had begun to question how much longer she could survive this arrangement.

Naimah touched her arm gently, bringing her back into the present.

She asked, "What's going on in your head?"

Cherish shook head side to side and moved her arm so that it rested on her forehead.

"Is there a problem with me touching you?"

"What?" She hadn't noticed her reaction to Naimah's hand.

"Since dinner, every time I touch you, you move away. You suddenly repulsed by me or something?"

"No." She returned to staring at the ceiling.

Naimah hated to be ignored. She got up quickly and sat on Cherish's lower stomach, pinning her with her hips. She was still wearing the strap on which rubbed awkwardly against her butt.

"You're not being you. You're being, I dunno, but it's getting on my nerves. You have shit to say to me, say it. Let's get it out in the open now."

Cherish stared at her silently. She was thick but not heavy enough or strong enough to stop herself from being tossed off with a well timed thrust of her hips.

"Stop this silent shit Cherish. What is it? You don't want me to spend the weekend with him. Say it. Just fucking say it. Tell me you don't want me to spend the weekend with Terrell. SAY IT!"

She sat up suddenly. The motion caught Naimah off guard and nearly knocked her off her lap. She steadied herself with one hand on the bed and adjusted her position so that she was sitting on Cherish's thighs. A position that was equally uncomfortable for them both. Cherish had not intended to respond or react but having her thrashing around on her was making breathing a task.

"Keep it down. We have neighbours." She said calmly.

"Don't do that, don't change the subject. They can't hear us and even if they could, who cares. Why can't you just say you don't want me to go."

"Would it make a difference? In all honesty would it change anything?"

"Yes it would. It would mean that you stayed honest with me, that you didn't hold back your feelings when it came to me. That's what we do, that's who we are to each other. We're always honest."

"But would it stop you from going?"

She didn't answer right away. She couldn't lie and say yes but she wouldn't say no since Cherish's change in behaviour had given her second thoughts about going.

"Could you get off my legs please. I'm uncomfortable and I need to take this stupid thing off." She said flicking the permanently erect silicone phallis.

She folded her arms across her chest forcing her weight back on to her partner's legs.

Cherish grimaced "you know I can move your right?"

"Then move me, but I'm not getting up."

In one fluid motion Cherish hoisted her off her with her arms and rolled her over onto the bed so that she was lying flat on her back. Naimah took the opportunity to wrap her arms around her waist linking her fingers together.

Cherish chuckled. She was amused that Naimah thought she could stop her from doing anything from that position.

Naimah had only wanted her close enough that she could kiss her. When Cherish attempted to pull away she locked her hips to hers by wrapping her legs around her and hooking her ankles. She wouldn't be denied kissing or touching her and Cherish stopped resisting. She didn't let her full weight rest down as she gave in to the short, sweet kisses Naimah was giving her face and neck. She reached back to release the straps but Naimah had already been working at it. She released just enough so that she could slide her hand in between the leather and Cherish's body. She half expected to be stopped but there was no resistance. Cherish rolled over onto her back allowing Naimah to take charge. She removed the strap slowly, dropping it on the bed next to them, then took her time placing kisses down her body to the thin strip of hair over her pubis.

Naimah enjoyed pleasuring Cherish, dominating her, causing her to moan and writhe with pleasure. Cherish hated to be penetrated but she loved having her clit sucked and teased. She responded to Naimah so eagerly it was hard to imagine she had been resistant before. Both of Naimah's hands reached up to touch Cherish's breasts, kneading them at first, then stroking her nipples. Cherish was hating herself for giving into Naimah's caresses but loving the sweet feeling she was receiving.

Naimah knew her body too well; just how she liked to be touched; everything she needed seemed to come naturally with Naimah. The thought scared her, the thought that she might be falling in love. And what was worse, while she was falling in love with her best friend, her best friend seemed to be falling for someone else.