No Ordinary Love(20)

Maddie needed to be closer. Without interrupting the motion of her hand, and the rhythm that seemed to be bringing Alex to a climax in record time, she pushed herself up until her face was at the same height as Alex’s.

“You are so gorgeous. So sexy. So everything,” she said into Alex’s half-open mouth, her words barely audible over Alex’s shrieks.

Alex wrapped her hands around Maddie’s neck and pulled her in for a kiss. She pushed her tongue deep into Maddie’s mouth, grunting and groaning while meeting the thrusts of Maddie’s fingers with her pelvis.

Maddie couldn’t recall having ever seen Alex lose herself so much. She was just a body now, a body filled with love and lust and a need for Maddie so great she, at last, lost all sense of decorum. At least that’s what it felt like to Maddie and it made her so hot, made her want Alex so much more, she couldn’t stop herself from rubbing her clit against Alex’s muscly thigh.

“Oh yes,” Alex moaned and shoved her entire body into Maddie’s fingers, staying suspended in the air while her orgasm trembled through her flesh. “Oh god, yes.” She fell back into the mattress with a deep sigh.

Maddie felt possessed with need. She couldn’t wait until gentle pleasantries and post-orgasmic kisses had been exchanged. She needed Alex inside her now. She pushed herself up and straddled Alex’s slender form. She took hold of Alex’s right hand and brought it to her aching pussy.

“Fuck me, babe. I…” Maddie couldn’t finish her sentence because Alex had already entered her.

Maddie met Alex halfway and bucked down on her while her hands rested alongside Alex’s face, her eyes staring down at the woman who made her feel things with an abandon completely foreign to her.

The climax creeping up on Maddie was one born from pure need. It wasn’t a slow build. It wasn’t the result of a string of sensual movements colliding into an inevitable explosion inside her. It was Alex taking her, claiming her as hers again. It was the physical expression of their new beginning. It was love and it was need and it was heaven.

Maddie panted heavily through the waves crashing into her from everywhere. From Alex’s eyes looking up at her and Alex’s left hand scratching her back and Alex’s right hand filling her with everything she had. Sweat dripped out of Alex’s hair and it was so quintessentially her, muscles rippling under her skin while sweat trickled along, shoulders broad and curls dancing around her face.

“I love you,” she groaned as she crashed down on Alex’s supple body, the orgasm momentarily incapacitating her.

“And I love you,” Alex said. She slid her fingers out of Maddie gently and held her in her arms for long heavenly minutes, maybe hours. Maddie couldn’t be sure. Time seemed to have stopped and frozen them in that moment of perfect unification. It was just them against the rest of the world: predatory exes and overcrowded cities, ruthless bankers and too much work, problematic pasts and scorned lovers. It was just them and it was how it was meant to be.



ALEX



Alex woke before Maddie and stared at the sleeping form beside her while her stomach rumbled. She’d missed all meals the day before. Then again, that hadn’t even been the most unusual part of the day.

Despite their similarities in looks and certain common personality traits, Maddie slept differently than Rita. She allowed her mouth to drop open slightly and she liked to edge towards the middle of the bed, whereas Rita seemed controlled even in dreams. Even when sleeping she looked as if playing a part in a commercial for Egyptian cotton sheets, her hair tied up neatly and a black silk mask covering her eyes. Towards the end of their affair, she let Alex spoon her, but only for the first ten minutes of the night. Then she shook her off, claiming she was too warm or she couldn’t breathe, depending on how dramatic she felt.

Maddie lay on her back, her straight blond hair splayed all over the pillow, the duvet only covering her body from the waist down. Alex hoisted herself up on one elbow and let a hand drift over Maddie’s chest. Her breasts were bigger than Rita’s. Alex had noticed them the first time she’d met Maddie in body combat class, when she’d made the group do jumping jacks for thirty seconds to raise their heartbeat. The bigger chested women always stood out in moments like that. She smiled at the memory.

Alex hadn’t suffered many hangovers in her life, but yesterday’s had been epic. To wake up without that relentless thud in her temples and that queasy feeling in her stomach seemed like a miracle, but here she was, feeling more than fine.

“Please tell me it’s Sunday.” Maddie opened her eyes and arched her back while stretching out her limbs.