Wings Chapter 4
It was quiet and peaceful, contrary to the remains of the party from the previous night scattered around the living room area of Taylor's apartment. Karlie watched the steam glaze the air above her coffee cup, fingers intertwined and folded beneath her chin. She could hear the distant running water from Taylor's showering the other room. She decided to stay not only because she didn't have anything to do for the rest of the day but because she felt a sense of urgency radiating from Taylor's stare when she stopped her from walking out. She felt an immediate need to protect her no matter what. Taylor appeared to be strong but the way she looked at Karlie when she was going to leave insisted otherwise.
The sudden realization that she was to meet Josh and his parents at his apartment for lunch suddenly struck Karlie as she shot up from her seat. She felt terrible about having to leave Taylor after she was already committed to staying with her. Maybe she could make it up to her? Or come back right after the lunch. As she stepped out of the kitchen, Karlie heard a loud bang coming from the bathroom. "Taylor?!" she yelled through the apartment as she rushed to the source of the sudden noise.
Quickly opening the bathroom door, Karlie found Taylor on the wet floor holding her wrist. The towel barely covered her wet body as her hair hung wet from her scalp, almost distracting Karlie as she quickly moved to Taylor's side. "What happened? Are you okay? Do you need me to call anyone?" She asked as Taylor continued to stare down at the floor while holding her bruising wrist in a trance. "...Taylor?" She asked again, this time placing her fingertips over Taylor's hand, making her jolt up from the sudden shock she always felt when Karlie touched her.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm fine, I promise"
"Are you sure? That was a pretty loud ruckus you made there"
Taylor looked around the bathroom, the hanging shower basket and everything in it was scattered about the floor along with the decor which once sat on top of the toilet. "Again?" She thought to herself as she realized that Karlie was still waiting for some sort of explanation from her. "Umm...I slipped stepping out of the shower. I'm fine. I swear, Karlie." She said as she struggled to her feet and moved in front of the sink.
Karlie watched as Taylor's hands maneuvered about the cabinets searching for, and eventually finding, her red lip stain. She knew she was hiding something from her yet at the same time, they didn't know each other well enough for her to bring it up. "What actually happened?" Karlie thought to herself, observing the white towel hugging Taylor's torso begin to slowly slip down to just above her nipples, revealing her cleavage.
"So you're positive you're okay...?" Karlie asked again absentmindedly as she continued to watch her towel slip. Neck outstretched towards the vanity mirror with one hand holding the edge of the sink for support and the other applying the lip stain, Taylor's back arched creating a small 'C' with her legs, ever-so toned, long and steady below her. "Yes I'm absolutely sure" Taylor responded just as she felt that sudden shock again.
Looking up through her wet bangs, Taylor saw in her reflection, Karlie just behind her, her hands placed gently on the now exposed skin on her waist. As Karlie began to slowly nibble on the skin just below her jaw, Taylor let out a relaxed moan "Is this going to help my wrist, Dr.Kloss?" she exhaled with a smirk on her fresh, red lips. "Well...it won't help your wrist, but it'll help something else..." Karlie responded with a low laugh. She bit down on her neck, hard, sending radiating pain through Taylor's body which eventually turned to pleasure as Karlie licked the punctured skin. Taylor had love bites before, but none like Karlie's; built on pain yet blooming with sexually excruciating pleasure.
Karlie knew Taylor hated not having the upper hand...she could feel it. Taylor's nails dug into the skin on the outsides of Karlie's thighs, as she reached behind herself,below her panty line. They were both bent on leaving marks on each other and neither of them were willing to lose this game of painful domination. Karlie then roughly turned Taylor around, ramming her lips into hers. Their mouths explored each other intensely as Karlie clawed onto the back of Taylor's right leg, bringing it up to her hip and drawing blood along the back of Taylor's ankle as she swiftly swiped her nails against her skin and off of her. Taylor moved her kisses from Karlie's lips to her jaw, and down to her neck and collarbone. Karlie's body flooded with heat and lust driving her to grab onto Taylor's long blonde hair and tug as she plunged her fingers into her opening. Taylor's neck snapped backwards as a gasp escaped her lips. Taylor never knew what to expect from Karlie yet she loved where she went with her surprises. "The doctor is in..." She said with a dark chuckle. Karlie pumped hard and rough into Taylor, not letting her catch a single breathe. She was winning. Taylor could feel herself build up immensely as Karlie continued to dig. After three powerful intrusions, Taylor's relief was dripping down her thighs and on Karlie's fingers. Taylor didn't even want to ask how she tasted, she just wanted to watch Karlie consume her...lick the evidence away. They stared dead into each other's eyes intensely, green into blue...they were even now.
Karlie sat in the cab, awaiting her arrival at Josh's apartment. Her previous meeting with the Kushners didn't go as Karlie expected. She was late (as she is now) and abnormally scatter brained (as she will be) yet she was hoping they could look past her unexpected flaws and find her suitable for their son. Did she really want to be "suitable" for their son though? After spending just a single night with Taylor, her world seemed to be upside down. She didn't even know if any choices she had ever made in life were the right ones. Why is she re-thinking her entire life? Everything was becoming so out of focus...everything but Taylor.
She finally arrived at the apartment, placing a small kiss on Josh's cheek and shaking hands with Mr.Kushner while excusing her tardiness politely. She could feel the scratches Taylor left on her thighs rub against the inside of her jeans as she adjusted her long legs under the table. "Thanks for the reminder, Taylor" she thought to herself as she composed her rehearsed smile at the table. "Karlie dear, may I ask, what is that on your neck?" Mrs.Kushner asked with genuine concern in her voice. Karlie reached for her mirror in her bag, just as curious as everyone else at the table. Staring into the mirror she noted the smudged, faded lip stain still left on her neck and a little on her collar bone. Anxiety built up inside of her as everyone at the table awaited an answer, yet all Karlie could do was grin to herself. Taylor had won afterall....
