Page 49 of Rules of the Heart

Valerie insisted on driving them home even though Ella had been cleared to drive. It still felt strange to call Valerie’s place home, but Ella was getting used to it.

After she was released from the hospital, she never went back to her apartment, except to collect some things. She and Valerie didn’t want to be apart from each other anymore and had immediately agreed to move in together.

Valerie lifted Ella up once they were inside and Ella wrapped her legs around Valerie’s waist. It was a familiar position for them, and one Ella never got tired of. She had been to the gym with Valerie a few times but had quickly discovered that working out wasn’t for her.

That wasn’t to say she didn’t like going, though. Watching Valerie get all hot and sweaty while flexing her muscles—the same muscles she used to lift Ella with such apparent ease—was sexy as hell.

Ella kissed Valerie deeply, moaning at the taste of her mouth. Valerie had a unique taste that Ella found difficult to describe, but she was addicted to it. She couldn’t decide what tasted better between Valerie’s mouth and her pussy, but it didn’t matter. She got plenty of both, which was exactly how she liked it.

Valerie carried her through to the bedroom and laid her gently down on the bed before undressing Ella, then herself. She trailed a hand over the scar on Ella’s chest.

“It’s fine, Valerie. I’m fully recovered now, thanks to you. I’m not going to break.”

“You know, I’m not so sure. Maybe we should test that theory.”

“Well, you’re the heart surgeon. You would know best. How should we test it, doctor?”

“I think we should test your stamina. How about we get you really out of breath and see how you handle it?”

“A stress test? Sure. But I should warn you, a certain someone has been dragging me to the gym every day of my recovery. I’m pretty fit by now. It’ll take a lot to get me winded.”

Valerie gave her a wicked grin. “I was hoping you’d say that. Lie back and don’t you dare come, Ella. We’re testing how your heart reacts to stress, remember? And for that, you need to be as tense as a drawn bow for me. Do you think you can do that?”

“Yes,” Ella breathed, already spreading her legs. Valerie paused for a moment before going to her drawer and getting out her strap on. Ella was already breathing slightly harder than usual as she watched Valerie grab the strap on harness and slide it over her hips. There was a pouch for a vibrating bullet just above the base of the dildo and Valerie turned on a bullet and popped it in the little pouch. Ella knew it would hit her clit if the angle was right when the dildo penetrated her deeply.

“Are you wet for me?” Valerie asked, although Ella was sure she knew the answer.

“Oh, so wet,” Ella responded. “Why don’t you have a feel.”

Ella shivered with excitement as Valerie leaned in to test for herself, running her hand through Ella’s folds and humming slightly in approval at what she found. “No coming,” she reminded Ella. “Stress test.”

Ella was liking this game already.

Valerie positioned the dildo and slowly pressed inside Ella’s pussy. Ella felt the sweet ecstasy of the penetration as it hit her G spot and then the next thing she felt was the vibrations at her clitoris. She loved this strap on. It was one they had selected together—a particularly powerful one with the perfect curve to reach the G-spot.

Ella reached and adjusted the bullet so it pressed perfectly against her clitoris, embracing the delicious vibrations. Just being like this would probably be enough to make her come, but then Valerie started thrusting, and Ella’s world went white with blinding pleasure.

An inhuman noise was drawn from her throat as Valerie started pumping into her. They were both soon breathing hard, and Ella felt her thighs tightening up at her impending orgasm.

“Valerie, I’m going to come!”

“Don’t you dare come,” Valerie growled.

Ella whimpered, desperately scrambling for control. It was hard when Valerie was hitting all the right spots both inside and outside. Valerie kept going, heedless to Ella’s ever-louder cries of distress.

“Valerie,” Ella whimpered urgently. “Valerie, please… please, Valerie!”

“No.”

Ella groaned in despair as she felt her thighs tightening up regardless of her urgent pleas to the contrary.

“Valerie, I’m going to come! Fuck, I’m coming now!”

Valerie pulled out, leaving Ella empty and wanting. Her pussy clenched helplessly around the empty space where the dildo had been a few moments ago. Her hips bucked upward as she desperately tried to get some relief, but there was nothing.

“Valerie, please,” Ella whispered, her chest heaving as she gasped, trying to get her breath back. “I need to come. I’m going to die if I don’t.”

“Now, Doctor Ashton, you should know better than that. Do I need to send you on a remedial course on basic medicine?”

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