“No, not that I’m aware of. Can we just play today? I don’t think I can—”
Renee turned Lily’s cheek with her slender fingers. “We know how much he meant to you. Tony and I both want you to know we’re here for you. If you need anything, all you have to do is call.”
The hot sting of tears welled up in Lily’s eyes. She missed Nicholas terribly, but the sentiment that she had friends who cared so deeply was comforting. “He was so young,” she whispered.
Renee kissed Lily’s forehead. “Yes, he was. Very handsome with a wonderful laugh too,” Renee said as she brushed Lily’s thigh with the back of her hand. “Tony always enjoyed their late-night talks. Do you want something to drink?”
“Yes, please,” Lily answered as she looked to the iced tea in the tall, clear glass. Renee put the cool glass to Lily’s lips and poured gently.
Lily readjusted her laced fingers. Renee had tied the leather band tight today. The slat she was attached to was wedged snugly between her wrists.
“How was the funeral?” Renee inquired as she poured the freezing amber liquid over Lily’s bare breasts. Lily shrilled as the frigid liquid cascaded over the stiffened peaks of her nipples.
Renee laughed before leaning over and taking a pert nub into her mouth, rolling the darkened flesh with her tongue. Lily extended her chest in a request for more of the warm, inquisitive mouth sucking on her taut flesh.
“You’re cruel!” Lily fired through clenched teeth.
“Yes, I am.” Renee laughed. “Now shut your mouth while I feast on these delicious things.” Renee took the pink pebble into her mouth again, flicking it with the tip of her tongue.
The wicked sensation sent a flash through Lily’s chest to rest between her legs. She began to spread her knees when Renee slapped her thigh. “Not yet, Lily.”
Renee raised her head and plunged her tongue into Lily’s waiting mouth. Their tongues teased each other as Lily mouth worshipped the sweet taste of Renee’s full lips.
Renee stood and untied Lily’s hands. Rubbing her wrists, Lily slid out of the swing onto the soft grass. Naturally, her head bowed, awaiting Renee’s command. She sat quietly as Renee slipped her legs free from her white shorts. Lily admired her dark feet and shins without looking up to see the expression on Renee’s face. The punishment would surely come, and Lily wanted to taste Renee’s sweet pussy first.
Lily sensed the tension in Renee. She knew when Renee and Tony had been quarreling. The punishments would seem exceptionally harsh, and Renee would withhold any carnal pleasures from Lily. Lily didn’t mind. She felt if Renee was happy, then it was pleasing Tony, and in turn that pleased Lily. The cycle was precious, necessary.
Lily wondered what they must look like, two women so different entwined with each other. Lily, so pale and her hips quite round, while Renee was so dark and slender with small, pert breasts. Lily looked down at her own breasts. They were heavy and laced with bluish veins. Renee was a beautiful Creole woman who’d inherited her mother’s petite frame and her father’s beautiful, dark, coiled hair. She was an exotic creature who fascinated Lily every time she touched Renee’s smooth skin. Fighting the urge to slide her hand up the side of Renee’s warm brown leg, Lily hid her arms behind her back.
Renee dropped her sleeveless blouse onto the swing. “Now, I can’t whip you today. Tony said you needed another couple of days to heal. So, we’ll compromise.”
Lily felt Renee’s slender fingers thread through the rich brown hair on the back of her head. The sensation lulled every tense muscle in her body.
Renee propped her left foot on the base of the swing and pushed Lily’s face into her hot mound. “Lick me, Lily. Make me come.”
The sultry command made Lily want to please. The nature that Tony had awoken inside her was impossible to deny. No longer holding the secret in, she grinned as she examined the neatly trimmed curls surrounding Renee’s core. As much as the forceful drive to touch Renee’s beautiful cunt was overwhelming, there was something missing—a lock without a key. Lily knew the joy of pleasure. Tony had taught her how to feel again, but what if it wasn’t enough? What if this wasn’t enough?
Today she could force the mysterious sensation aside. Today she would give her mind a rest from the agony of losing her friend and the reality that this—Tony, Renee, the training—wasn’t permanent. The feeling that it was all setting like the sun was ever present. This moment, with Renee, required her to focus. At least the pain of reality could sit at bay for a short while. The carnal desire of pleasure was at her doorstep, forcing her to take every opportunity to enjoy its company before emptiness crept in forever.