Reece's Faith (70 page)

Faith bit her bottom lip so she wouldn't scream. This was exactly what she wanted. If she could only open her eyes to complete the wish...

"You want me to fuck you like this?" Reece growled and planted her feet onto the bed, allowing her strong thigh muscles to do all the work.

Faith leaned back onto Reece's legs and groaned deeply, the dildo filling places it hadn't been just minutes ago. "Shit... that's good..." she breathed between hard thrusts. She reached behind her and clutched Reece's ankles.

Reece remained almost silent, she couldn't speak due to the incredible sensations coursing through her entire body while watching Faith meet her thrust for thrust. The harness jammed into her need with each movement they made, the contact sending hundreds of shocks through her clit. The actress was glistening with perspiration, something she usually didn't do. She was flushed from her breasts to her ears and it made Reece growl to see her so aroused. Her lover was so wet, the slickness was everywhere. The tall woman longed to feel it on her fingers and let one of her hands rest on Faith's hip and the other one fell between them.

Feeling the hand fall, Faith gasped. Green eyes opened and focused on desire-filled blue ones.

Faith could see the state Reece was in and knew what she liked. She released Reece's ankles and fell forward, leaning her hands and her weight on the little space on the bed above Reece's shoulders. She stared into the deep blue, lust-filled irises. "You feel so good... so deep inside," she paused to groan as she was filled again. "You fuck me so beautiful... oh!" She couldn't speak, only breathe through her mouth as Reece strained harder with more intense pumping.

The club owner wormed her hand between them and split two fingers at the base of the dildo, she closed her eyes and growled as Faith's lips crushed down on them again and again.

Faith could take only so much; those wonderful fingers were so close. "Stop moving, baby..."

"Shit... did I hurt you?" Reece barely gasped, so wrapped up in her own arousal.

"Shh... no... I just want to make you come when I come," Faith answered through deep breaths.

Reece raised an eyebrow and received two fingers in her mouth for her answer. She tongued them happily.

Faith adjusted herself until she was half full and clamped down on the cock with her vagina. Then she rocked back and forth slowly.

"Fuck... Faith... oh, Faith!" The dildo pressed rhythmically into Reece, the tall woman wasn't going to last at this rate.

"Touch my clit, Reece... please..." Faith groaned breathlessly.

Reece moved the hand that was currently fondling her lover's swollen lips, up and around the intrusion. Faith whimpered deliciously, making Reece even closer to losing it. "A little faster..." she grunted.

Faith rocked harder and quicker, satisfying both their needs tremendously. Both women were panting and groaning together.

"Almost, Reece..."

The club owner nodded, reaching her own hips up higher. She craned her neck to see between them and that's where she lost it. "Shit... oh... god..." she grunted and trembled.

Faith had been holding hers back, knowing that as soon as she saw Reece come, she'd follow immediately. It never failed.

The club owner clenched her jaw tightly and blew out a loud gust of air. She sat up and stilled briefly, but when Faith convulsed above her, she jammed the harness into her already twitching clit and the tall woman fell back onto the bed hard.

The dildo filled Faith completely as she came, losing control of her vaginal muscles and she made a high-pitched sound, like a siren. She noticed her lover drop heavily to the mattress and fell on top of her, both women grinding their pelvises into each other relentlessly. It seemed their release would go on and on as long as they stayed together.

"GOD dammit... Faith... stop!" Reece's head was hanging off the bed and she sounded like she was yelling from far away.

The actress lifted her head off her lover's shoulder and giggled at the sight.

"I'm gonna pass out for real..." she groaned.

Faith, still chuckling and twitching, climbed off Reece and inhaled sharply as the dick popped out of her. The tall woman moaned. With a great deal of effort, Faith crawled towards Reece's feet and pulled her body down until her head was on the bed. "Are you okay?"

"I never came upside down, Faith. That was a trip," Reece breathed heavily between words.

"Your face is beet red, honey," Faith snickered.

"Your ass will be beet red if you ever do that again."

"What? Laugh at you or fuck you upside down?"

"Ha. I'm fainting away and you're asking questions," Reece stuck her tongue out as Faith climbed on top of her.

"I just want to know what to do for a spanking," she wiggled her eyebrows and kissed her lover soundly.

When the kiss ended, the club owner propped herself up on her elbows and cocked her head at Faith. "Yeah?"

"Well... I was just asking," Faith answered with a grin.

"You surprise me, Faith. Every day, you surprise me," Reece replied with a curious look.

"Good. Wouldn't want you to tire of me." Faith laid her head down on a strong slick shoulder and toyed with a lock of hair. "You stink like sex, Reece."

"Wanna take a shower?" she kissed blonde hair.

"K. Carry me?" she mumbled into the skin.

 
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"FAITH! Get your ass down here!" Reece was fuming and disgusted.

The actress ran down the stairs, still in her towel. Her nose wrinkled at the foul odor. "Ew, Reece, did you do that?"

Blue eyes narrowed in a very un-amused way at her lover.

"Alright! God, it was a joke. Where'd he poop?"

"You name it, Faith. He's sick or something. God! It's repulsive!"

"Oh, aren't we cranky." Faith went to retrieve the roll of towels they kept for such an occasion. Reece smirked and waited. "Oh, GROSS! Ick... oh icky icky icky!"

Reece bit her lip.

The look of sheer amusement on her face didn't escape her hopping lover and Faith frowned. "You could have told me he had diarrhea."

"It's just poopy doops, Faith," she chuckled. Now Faith fumed. "Oh, aren't we cranky." Reece almost guffawed at the look on Faith's face as she cleaned her bare foot.

"Think this is funny? Guess who's taking him to the vet?"

"Oh, no! I have work! No way am I going to carry that shitbag to the vet!" Reece folded her arms and stood her ground.

Faith narrowed her eyes and tapped her foot.

The club owner growled and raised her chin.

 
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Hours later, Reece stepped into The Lounge, quietly hoping Sam was away from the door.

"Hey, Boss!"

Reece cringed and stuck her hand in her coat.

"Hey, you okay?" The look on Reece's face was one Sarge was sure related to embarrassment, but in all the years she knew the tall woman... that was not a look in her repertoire.

"Uh, fine. Just in a hurry. Could you... umm..."

Sarge's eyebrows disappeared into her hair as she watched the boss's breast wiggle around on its own.

Caught, Reece reached into her jacket and pulled out Smudge. "He's sick; I had to bring him."

"Please don't tell me he's wearing panties Reece... please..." Sam's face turned red with the effort not to burst into hysteria.

"I told you he's sick! It's all they had!" Reece yelled and stalked away to her office. The loud laughter behind her caused her to growl loudly at poor Cori who was just trying to say hello.

 
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Cori stood there by wall, trying to discern the image she thought she had just seen.
Why would she take Smudge to work? And what was he wearing?
The dancer started walking towards the boss' door. She lifted her hand to knock then heard the muffled shouting and thought better of it. She cupped her hand to the door and frowned. Eavesdropping would have been much easier if the door wasn't soundproofed. She knocked.

"Stupid dog! What!?" Reece flung open the door and Cori took a step back. The tall woman was visibly frustrated and not so pleased to see her. "Did I thank you for the rat yet, Cori?"

"Reece, where are your pants?" The dancer slipped past the club owner and waltzed into the office.

"By all means, come in," she said sarcastically and slammed the door.

"Well? What gives?" Cori gestured to the boss's bare legs.

"I took off his diaper and he fucking exploded."

"That was a diaper? Wait, he's sick?" Cori dropped to the floor and crawled over to the dog, placing him on the wee wee pad Reece had thrown down. "Is my wittle baby not feeling so vewy good?"

Reece rolled her eyes and took off her shirt with a wince. "No, he's not. Apparently he's fond of smelly, rotten garbage and made a pig of himself."

"Awww... the poor teeny baby. You have a tummy ache?"

"Don't pity him, he willingly ate the trash."

Cori did a double take as her boss was standing in nothing more than her underwear and socks. Narrowing her eyes playfully at her friend's stare, Reece twirled around dramatically.

"Was that a hickey on the back of your thigh?"

"Fuck you, Cor," Reece blurted in embarrassment.

"Ooo, I'm flattered, Reece, but what will Faith think?"

"Ha. Cori, put him down, if you know what's good for you," she warned opening her closet and pulling out some clothes.

"Always prepared, huh Reece?" The dancer placed Smudge back on his wee wee pad and stood up.

"It helps," Reece smirked, slipping her jeans on. "You know, if you were able to sneak the other rats in your apartment, why did you leave me with him?" the club owner gestured to the puppy that was contentedly chewing on his tail.

"Faith wanted to keep him, Reece. You know that. Are you gonna wash that stuff, Boss? It smells in here."

"Yes, I'm gonna wash this stuff," she mimicked.

"There's a laundromat a few blocks away. Uh, will you...?"

"Sure. You go on, he's safe with me."

"Just stay away from the firing end, Cor," Reece mentioned before disappearing.

 
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Cori was sitting in the big leather chair with her feet on Reece's desk. She understood why the tall woman would be holed up in here for hours. With the door closed tightly, you could hardly feel the pulsing bass beats and the darkness that covered the windowless room was soothing. The dancer jumped as Reece's phone rang. She stared at it with a grin, knowing it was most likely Faith. "Lounge," she grumbled.

"I've been thinking about you all day, sexy."

Cori bit back a giggle. "Mmmm," she hummed.

"You wanna know what I was thinking?"

"If you tell me, can I watch?"