Hope for Hizzie

Anger

Lizzie POV

"Jesus Christ, Hope!" I groan in frustration as I walk through the apartment door and slam my keys down on the island in the kitchen. I run a hand through my hair as I hear the door close, and the clicking across the floor signifying that Hope is walking towards me.

"What do you mean 'Jesus Christ, Hope!'? I should be saying that to you!" She snaps and moves to stand on the other side of the island, staring at me intently.

"What does that mean?!" My voice starts to raise.

"Did you not even notice the woman that was eying you all night and you didn't tell her that you are with someone? That you are with me?" Hope snaps.

"Seriously, Hope? Are you seriously pissed off because I was catching up with one of my old friends and she was looking at me?" I yell back and stare at her in disbelief.

"She was flirting with you! She was touching you and caressing you! And you didn't stop it!" She shouts at me.

"I did! You know I did! You heard me introduce you as my fiancée!" I groan in frustration and shake my head.

"That didn't stop her from holding your hand or from practically undressing you with her eyes!"

"Fuck, Hope! I can't help that! She was an old friend and I was just catching up with her! I even told her to stop when I felt like she was getting too close because I'm in love with you and have been for seven fucking years!" I yell and groan as I run a hand through my hair.

I stare at her in silence for a moment as I let my words sink in.

"Then maybe don't take the flirting that other girls give to you." She says coldly. I scoff and turn to walk towards the bedroom. As I go to close the door, Hope stops it with her hand.

"Hope, seriously. Just leave me-" Her lips cut me off as she slams me into the door. After a few moments of teeth and lips clashing, she pulls back from the kiss and stares at me. Her eyes are dark and her lips are swollen already.

"You're mine." She husks out and presses her lips to my neck. A soft moan escapes from my throat her lips work against my neck. She cups one of my breasts in her hand and roughly works it as she bites my neck hard.

"H-Hope... please." I gasp out.

"Please what?" The older woman asks as she reaches behind me and unzips my dress, letting it fall from my shoulders to the ground. She dips her hand between my legs and begins to rub me through my already soaked panties.

"Fuck me. Hard. Please." I beg quietly. I'm aching for her and I can feel her smirk at my request. She pulls away from me and nods to the bed. "Undress completely and wait for me on the bed." She says before kissing me. I nod slightly and watch her as she walks into the bathroom and closes the door.

I reach behind me and unhook my bra, and then slide my panties down my legs before laying back on the bed, spreading my legs for when my fiancée comes back out.

After a few minutes of waiting for the older girl, the ache between my thighs is starting to become unbearable. I run my right hand down by body slowly as my left cups my breast and works the nipple until it's hard. My hand dips between my legs and I run my fingers through my folds, moaning quietly at the wetness that's coating my fingers.

I push two fingers into myself and gasp at the new fullness. A throaty moan escapes as I start pumping my fingers in and out, imagining it was Hope's fingers. I rub my clit with my thumb as I speed my fingers up, my moans getting progressively louder and higher.

Right before I come undone, I hear the bathroom door open, and Hope gasp. I quickly retract my hand from myself, and whimper quietly at the loss of my fingers inside of me. I quickly look to her face.

"Hope, I'm sorry, I-"

"Stop. It's okay." She crosses over to me, and that's when I notice the black strap-on that she is wearing and I immediately pull my lower lip between my teeth. The 8 inch toy is enough to make a guttural moan escape my throat. She knows how much I love our toy, and how when I say hard, that's what I want.

"Fuck." She breathes out when she gets to me and sees the wetness coating the insides of my thighs. "What do you want?" She asks as she gets situated on the bed beside of me.

I immediately lean over and capture her lips in mine as I move to straddle her, sitting up on my knees as I situate myself over the black toy.

"I want to ride you." I whisper against her lips as I lower myself down. Hope moves it through my folds a few times to coat it, before I start lowering myself onto it. As it fills me, I moan and bite my lip. I feel Hope's hands guiding my hips down onto her.

Once I am completely filled, I start a slow rhythm with moving my hips and with each thrust down, Hope begins thrusting up with her hips, causing the toy to go deeper in me. "Shit." I hiss as my hips move faster. Moans flow from my lips each time the toy sinks into me.

"Fuck, Lizzie. You're so hot when you ride me." Hope husks out as she leans up and connects her lips to my nipple. All I can do is moan in response to her. I look down at her and see that her eyes are yellow with lust, and I moan at the sight.

Suddenly, Hope stops my movements and I whimper quietly.

"Get on your hands and knees." She growls and I nod in response.

I get off of her, and move to my hands and knees, with my lower lip between my teeth. Suddenly, I feel Hope's hand on my back as she moves the tip of the toy through my folds again, bumping my clit in the process which causes me to moan out and my body to tremble slightly.

"Fuck." I practically scream as Hope slams the toy into me, and starts a rough and fast pace. I grip the bed sheets underneath me as my mouth hangs open. "F-fuck! Just like t-that!" I moan as she continues her pace. She grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls back on it, causing me to moan out again.

"You're mine. Nobody else's." She growls in my ear as she continues to thrust into me, the occasional moan escaping her lips. "Y-yes." I gasp as the toy hits the spot in me that makes me weak. "I'm yours. Oh my god!" I scream out as her hand makes contact with my clit.

"Come for me, baby. Show that you're mine only. Come for me." She husks as she rubs my clit harder and thrusts more into me, the fullness and overwhelming pleasure the only thing on my mind as I trust my hips back to meet her hips, chasing my own climax.

I let out a string of curses and Hope's name as my body shakes and one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had hits me. She works me through it, and as my body begins to relax, I fall onto the bed and close my eyes, my head sinking into the pillow.

I feel the older woman pull the toy out of me, and I whimper at the loss. I feel the bed shift and then Hope's arms wrap around my body, pulling me into her. I instantly turn over and lay my head on her shoulder. She kisses my temple softly as she pulls the blankets over us.

"I'll clean it later." She whispers, referring to the toy. I just nod slightly and hum softly in response.

"I'm sorry about earlier." She whispers and I look up at her.

"It's okay. I should have been more straightforward. I'm sorry." I say and miss her gently. She nods slightly and kisses me back. "It's okay." She whispers.

"Goodnight baby." She says as I shift and close my eyes, my head laying on her chest now.

"Goodnight. I love you." I say softly.

"I love you too."