Chapter 20
Another week passed, and Rory was pretty tight-lipped about what the doctor told her. Christine was beginning to worry, as Rory was still sick.
“Rory,” Christine grabbed her hand, “Please tell me what the doctor said. I’m worried about you.”
“I’m not ready to talk about it yet. Has anyone found anything? On Anthony or Dimitra?”
Christine gave her a weak smile, “No. Nothing.”
“And Onika? Have we figured out where she’s gone? Commander Holsten isn’t answering his phone either.”
“Sorry,” Christine shook her head.
“This is so fucked up. Dimitra, Anthony, and now Onika has dropped off the face of the earth.”
“Well… I’m sure she is safe. One of your best guards is with her, after all.”
Rory walked to the large window in their shared quarters, “I feel like a part of me is broken, Fitzy. And that’s not fair to you.” Rory turned and held out her hand to Christine, “I’m sorry. I just miss him.”
“I know,” Christine laced their fingers together, “I miss him too. We’d just gotten to the point where we realized we loved one another. How could I not love him? His love for you broke down all my barriers. I was ready to explore with the two of you and stop being separate.”
“Oh, Fitzy,” Rory wrapped her arms around Christine, “I love you.” Pressing her lips to Christine’s, Rory put everything she felt into the kiss.
Christine moaned, leaning into Rory’s body.
“I don’t think this is a good idea, you’re still not feeling well.”
“I’m fine. I need to be close to you, please, Fitzy.” Rory tugged at her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. Christine eased Rory from her shirt as well, leaving them both standing there in bras.
Rory slipped her straps over her shoulders and unfastened hers, letting it fall to the floor. Flicking the snap to her pants, Rory pushed her shorts down and stepped out of them.
Christine hurried to undress. The sight of Rory naked in front of her made her tingle all over. Rory reached out and palmed Christine’s breast. Her fingers closed around the taut nipple and squeezed, making Christine gasp.
Rory slowly walked Christine backward to the bed and pushed her down. Climbing on top of her, Rory took her mouth in a fierce kiss. Their tongues clashed against one another, fighting for dominance. Their naked chests were pressed against each other, heat radiating around their bodies. Rory laced their hands together and pressed them above Christine’s head. She trailed kisses down her neck, licking and sucking. Christine responded to her touch, her hips bucking beneath Rory.
Rory licked her way down, swirling her tongue across each pink bud as she moved down. Pushing Christine’s legs wide, Rory buried her head between her lush thighs. Pulling Christine’s sensitive nub into her mouth as she pressed a finger between her folds.
“Rory!” Christine cried out, grinding her hips and arching her back.
Rory giggled just before burying her tongue inside her. She worked her mouth over Christine’s center, plunging her digit in and out, trying to draw out Christine’s orgasm. Her movements were calculated and tender. Rory lapped at her juices, sucking her lips between her teeth. Christine’s breathing became frantic as she raced towards the cliff of ecstasy. Adding more fingers, Rory fisted her cunt. Curving her fingers inside Christine’s womb, she hit the spot, pushing her over the cliff. Christine tensed, then screamed out. Her release hit her hard and fast.
Rory could feel her core tighten around her fingers and then release. A flood of desire spilled out, coating her hand in Christine’s honey.
“FUCK!!” Christine screamed out before relaxing her body. “Holy shit…”
“Oh… we aren’t done.”
Rory reached into the drawer beside the bed and withdrew something. Christine’s eyes went wide, “What the hell… when did you get that?”
“I’ve had it… and now we’re going to use it.”
Christine watched as Rory climbed on to the bed and straddled her at the knees. Rory grabbed some lube from the drawer and coated the dildo. She eased the tip into Christine’s pussy until it was seated inside her. Propping herself up, Rory pushed the other end inside herself. Laying flat on Christine, she closed her legs around Christine’s.
“I’ve wanted to do this for some time, are you ready?”
Christine moaned beneath her, “God, yes. Please move already!”
Rory rocked her body, the dildo sliding inside her and Christine. Christine wrapped her legs around Rory’s back and started to move with her. The dildo slipped in and out, making a sucking sound. Rory leaned up, arching her body, so it pressed the rubber dick inside deeper.