Reece's Faith (18 page)

"She'll do her boss given the chance." She fumed.

"And who makes that decision, Faith?" Reece wrapped her highly agitated lover in her arms and kissed her reassuringly. "It takes two to tango, babe, and I am not available to dance."

"Yeah, well...she better just watch it." The actress stared at the door. "Fawn...ha!" She snorted. "I'll give her something to remember my name by."

Reece watched with her arms folded across her chest as Faith pitched her fit.

"C'mere you." She reached out and pulled the actress into her arms again. "You know, you're beautiful when you're jealous."

"Shut up and make me feel better."

"And how would I do that?" Reece cocked her head and smirked.

"You can start by putting me on your lap and kissing me senseless."

"Definitely doable." The tall woman sat in her chair and followed the instructions. "Now what?" she asked breathlessly.

"You do it several times, or until I slide bonelessly onto the floor. Which ever comes first."

"Then what?" Reece leaned in and traced Faith's chin with her tongue.

"Then you do it again up on the main bar."

"Faith..." the club owner chuckled knowingly.

"If you love me, you'll do it." The actress pouted.

"You're serious? Babe, there's nothing to feel threatened about. Really."

"Oh? Then put yourself in my place. Go on...imagine it was the other way around."

After a few moments Reece's whole demeanor changed.

"I'll kill her."

"Well, that's not entirely necessary, but keep that option open."

Reece stood up with Faith still clinging to her.

"Where we going?"

"To the main bar. I got something to show Christina."

 
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"I can't believe I missed that!" Violet laughed as she rang the doorbell.

"You really had to be there. It was hilarious." Cori snickered. "I never saw her behave like that before, and I've seen some things... It was most definitely a show of possession."

Violet rang the doorbell again. Still no answer.

"Right there on the bar? What did Christina do?"

"Actually, I think she enjoyed it. And they weren't fucking or anything, just putting on a good show." Cori knocked loudly.

"Well, the way the girls were talking...so anyway, Reece just carried her out there and started sucking her face off?"

"Yeah, Faith was wrapped around her like a second skin. I tell you, it was hot. Just sat her right on the bar. I was on stage and the customers started leaving me to watch them." She chuckled and kicked on the door.

"Cor? Are you sure she said we should come over?"

"Yeah, Faith invited us for dinner, she just hadn't told Reece yet." She paused and put her ear to the door. "I don't hear anything."

"Ya think they're doing it?"

"I don't know." She closed her eyes and covered the ear that wasn't against the door. "No, I'm sure they're not. I'd have heard something by now."

"You're right," her lover agreed. "They're not exactly the silent couple." She sat down on the stoop.

"Aha! There... I heard something." The dancer pointed upstairs.

"What was it? Are they doing it?" Violet stretched her legs out.

"And they accuse me of being a pervert. I think so.. I think I just heard Faith. Oh yeah, they're doing it alright."

"I just want to know. It's not like I want to watch them or anything," Violet said defensively.

"You know, ever since you saw them naked...Oh, bravo, Reece. That sounded wonderful."

"They weren't naked. Only Faith was." The piercer argued. "Let me hear too." She got up from the stoop and pulled Cori away from the door.

"I don't hear anything.. oh," she blushed, "I think you should congratulate Faith as well."

Cori put her ear to the door again. "I think they're done. Well, so, what'd you think? Hot huh?" Cori smirked and rang the doorbell repeatedly.

"Faith certainly is a hot little number. But Reece.. well... she's like.." Violet couldn't find the words.

"Uh huh. I thought you said she wasn't naked?" The dancer teased, now leaning on the doorbell.

"Well, not entirely. She's awesome, ain't she? And you slept with her? God, honey, you rule," Violet applauded.

"Heh, I'd bow but you'd probably goose me."

"You're probably right." The piercer leered. "Even so, neither of them turn me on as much as you, ya freak."

"Aww, that was too sweet."

"Come here, little girl. Wanna piece of candy?" Violet patted her lap.

Cori got comfortable and smiled. "I'm really glad Reece introduced me to you, babe." She craned her neck around to steal a kiss.

"Me too. I gotta remember to thank her." She cradled Cori's head and the two women kissed passionately.

 
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"Woo... wow... god..." Faith panted around Reece's tongue.

"Oh yeah.. you said it." Reece agreed breathlessly. "I love feeling you come." The club owner wrapped her arms around Faith's head and kissed her deeply.

The actress still had her eyes closed when Reece ended the kiss. "I think I have rug burn. Did you hear bells or was that just me?"

"As much as I'd like to take the credit, Cori's been one pain in the ass." Reece rolled off of her lover, grimacing as the carpet itched her sweaty back.

Faith sat up. "You think they left? I hope they didn't."

"I don't care." The club owner shrugged. "C'mere.." she reached for Faith's hands.

"Be nice. I did invite them, you know. They're probably mad at me now."

"Well then, maybe you should have thought about that before you threw yourself at me."

"I was putting on my underwear Reece, I hardly threw anything at you." Faith got on all fours and picked through the pile of clothes for said item.

"See? Look at you, there you go again."

The tall woman crawled behind the shorter one and slid her hands around to cup Faith's breasts. She sucked on her neck while rubbing the nipples with her thumbs.

"Oh baby..."Reece mumbled, and sucked harder.

Faith groaned and fell forward, enjoying the renewed arousal, until she felt teeth and pulled away.

"God, Honey, control yourself! What has gotten into you?" Faith peeled Reece's hands off of her breasts and pulled on her underwear. "John's gonna kill me!"

"What? He has make-up."
Yeah, what
has
gotten into me? It's like I can't get enough of her.
The club owner shrugged. "So I can't touch?" Reece stuck out her lip.

"Yes, you know very well that you can touch. Just not while our friends are standing on the stoop." Faith turned around and sucked Reece's protruding lip into her mouth, making the tall woman shiver.

"Why not? They can't see me." Reece grinned and began to dress as well.

"I'm going in here to get dressed, just to make sure I'm not throwing body parts at you without my knowledge." Faith closed the bathroom door behind her.

"You're no fun." Reece stuck her tongue out at the closed door.

"Put that away. That's how it all started." the actress replied.

Reece narrowed her eyes at the closed door.

"Oh, and that doesn't scare me either."

"What the hell?" Reece snickered. "I'm getting way too predictable."

BING BONG

"Well, I guess they're still here, Faith. I'll go let them in."

BING BONG

"Keep your panties on," Reece said as she came down the stairs, draping her sweatpants over her shoulder.

knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

BING BONG

knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

"ALRIGHT YOU FREAK!"

Reece flung open the door and Cori fell into the house.

"Hey shithead. There's no need to grovel."

"Ha ha. Where the hell were you anyway?" Cori propped herself up on her elbows. "Oh, anyone ever tell you you should model those things?"

The tall woman followed Cori's eyes to her underwear and shrugged. "Hi Freaklet. Come on in." They stepped over the dancer and headed for the kitchen.

"Hey, she's right about your ass, Reece." The piercer shoved a bottle of wine at the club owner and jumped up on a stool.

"Hmm, planning on getting me drunk and having your way with me?"

"Shyeah, right." She shook her head in mock exasperation. "What took you so long, anyway?"

"I was fucking my woman."

"Reece!" Faith scolded from the doorway, with Cori right behind her. "Put your pants on. You're distracting the company."

"Well, it's a sin to tell a lie." The club owner smirked and stepped into her sweats.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Reece's ass has left the building."

"It does encores." The tall woman mooned the dancer.

"Cori," Faith rolled her eyes at Reece and kissed her friend hello. "I probably don't want to know the answer, but I have to ask--why were you on the floor?"

"She was banging her head against the door." Violet replied.

"My hands were occupado." The dancer continued.

"Oh." Faith didn't want to know.

"Then how were you ringing the doorbell?" Reece wondered.

Cori just wiggled her eyebrows.

"Faith, remind me to wash the door bell."

"Idiot." the dancer stuck her tongue out at the club owner.

"Freak." Reece grabbed it and pulled.

"OW! You are such a jerkoff, Reece!"

"Hey! I happen to like that particular appendage!" Violet slapped Reece's arm.

"Well, tell her to keep it where it belongs." The tall woman walked into the living room with some wine.

"I could, but that would be very antisocial." Cori followed closely behind her boss.

Faith and Violet looked at each other and shrugged. They watched the two friends partake in their favorite pastime. The actress turned and started pulling things out of the oven.

"So, how's business, Vi?"

"Ah, you seen one steel rod through the scrotum you've seen them all."

"Oh, never mind." Faith winced and quickly changed the subject. "What's up with you two? Do I hear wedding bells?"