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“The jury’s still out, I’m afraid,” Victoria said, allowing herself to be led back into the bedroom.
“She’ll come around,” Jessica said. “I have ideas. And not about the furball. I want to help you explore your lactation thing.”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, I said, I have ideas,” Jessica said again. “But I won’t go so far as to induce actual lactation in my body. That’s not something I want to do.”
“I’d never ask you to,” Victoria said, trying not to feel the shame of her last attempt with Bernadette.
“I know.” Jessica shrugged the robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground.
This woman was not body shy, that was for sure. Jessica got onto the bed and sat with her back against the headboard. She motioned for Victoria to lie across her lap, her head at breast level. It took some adjusting and an added pillow here and there, but they finally found comfortable positions for both of them.
Wordlessly, Jessica looked down at Victoria. Her smile was gentle. She brushed Victoria’s hair off her forehead and then fed a breast to Victoria’s waiting lips. Victoria latched on. It was weird, but everything her fantasy wanted it to be. A full-bodied, nurturing woman offering this part of her body freely. She sucked gently on the erect nipple and felt herself relaxing. The hand stroking her head as she suckled reassured her that this was okay.
“This is intimacy,” Jessica said softly. “Not everything has to be about sex. Intimate moments like this make our bond stronger.” Jessica spoke in a manner that didn’t need replies. This wasn’t a conversation. It was a reassurance, a consolement, a coming to terms with something Victoria needed to resolve one way or the other.
Jessica stopped stroking and simply held Victoria’s head. “We can add in a bottle at some point, if you want,” Jessica said softly. “Filled with milk or whatever, if that will help.”
Victoria wanted to shake her head that she didn’t need actual milk, that this was fine, and it truly was, but she was in the zone and didn’t want to shake herself out of it. She closed her eyes and floated as she suckled rhythmically.
Jessica started moaning. “Hun, this is going straight to my clit. Oh, my God.” She squirmed underneath Victoria. “I could cum from this.”
Victoria opened her eyes as the words registered. She reached lower and, although the angle was odd, managed to stroke Jessica’s clearly aroused center. Jessica’s moans set Victoria’s own desire in motion, and she moaned into the breast in her mouth.
Jessica arched her pelvis. With a free hand, she smashed Victoria’s face against her breast as if to make her suck harder. She did.
Jessica stopped moving. Was she holding her breath? Yes, she was. The long, low moan that came out of her lover shot adrenaline and desire throughout Victoria’s body. The moan continued. Victoria kept up her movements of suckling and stroking.
What had started out as a shared, peaceful, intimate bonding moment turned into a newly discovered and actualized kink for both of them.
Jessica moved Victoria’s head from her breast and then reached down underneath the robe Victoria was still wearing. She dipped a finger in, found it wet, and circled Victoria’s clit. Victoria hadn’t allowed many women to touch her that way, and definitely none in recent memory.
“I have to taste you,” Jessica said, squirming out from underneath Victoria. She moved so quickly that Victoria didn’t know what was happening until Jessica’s mouth was on her.
“Oh, God,” Victoria said. Jessica’s lips and tongue were skillful. Victoria placed her hands on Jessica’s head and held it right where it needed to be. “There, there, there. Yes, baby, yes. Fuck.” She raised her hips as she came, losing Jessica in the process, but it didn’t matter; she came so hard that she lost consciousness momentarily.
When she reoriented herself, Jessica was climbing on the bed and then cradling her in her arms.
“You have not been properly loved in a long time,” Jessica scolded. “Have you?”
Victoria felt tears burn her eyes. She was the giver of pleasure, not the receiver. It was something she and Rikki had come up with way back in the day, when they were young Dommes, but maybe it needed updating. She shook her head.
“Well, shame on all of them,” Jessica said and held on tight. “That is going to change.”
“It already has.” Victoria needed to say more; her heart was bursting to say more, but the only thing she could think of was, “Thank you for seeing me. All of me. The real me.”
Jessica moaned in sympathy and cuddled Victoria tighter.
Chapter 22
Jessica
Five days had passed since meeting Victoria in person at the ball. It was now Thursday morning, and Jessica was sitting at her desk at school, grading semester exams. She looked out the window toward the courtyard. She could see the American flag hanging high on the white pole, but the courtyard was quiet because students were either home studying for exams or currently taking one in the gym. She needed to stay productive grading because later this afternoon Victoria was taking her on a hike at a forest preserve just outside Cincinnati. It had a fire tower and everything.
Yes, Victoria was a keeper. Jessica had been with bossy, domineering women who called themselves dominants but weren’t. Jessica wanted, and hopefully had, someone who would take the lead, steer the ship, or whatever, but not run ramshod over her. Victoria, asking if a hike was acceptable, made her heart swell. Jessica didn’t answer with words; she simply nodded, put her arms around her new lover, and kissed her. Jessica sighed at last evening’s memory.
“We should all have a look like that on our faces,” KC said with a laugh. She stood in the doorway, arms folded across her chest. “New developments in the love life, eh?”
