A moan fell from April’s lips. “We… we got these cheap handcuffs from a bachelorette party,” April said. “Afterward, we were in bed together, and we wrestled a bit, and she pinned me down and cuffed me to the bedpost.” Just recounting the night made April even hotter.
“Why did you wrestle her?” Vicki asked. “Why didn’t you just let her handcuff you?”
“I don’t know,” April said.
“Yes, you do. Think about it.”
Vicki circled April’s swollen clit with a fingertip. April’s breath hitched. Her legs would have given out if she didn’t have Vicki there to hold her up.
“Because… I didn’t want to give up so easily.”
“What’s so bad about giving in, allowing yourself to be vulnerable?” Vicki asked. “Why is that so hard?”
April tensed. This was a little too personal.
“You don’t have to answer that. Why don’t you tell me what you liked about being handcuffed to the bed?”
April searched her mind. “I liked having that power taken away from me. My free will taken away from me. I liked that it forced me to…” How could April explain what that night had been like for her?
“Succumb to your desires?” Vicki whispered.
“Yes.” April was unable to keep the desperation from her voice. She had no idea how long it had been, but she’d been ready for Vicki the moment she walked through the door to her apartment. Her body craved release. Her body craved Vicki.
“And what did that feel like?” Vicki asked, her fingertips still strumming April’s bud.
“It felt so liberating.”
For a while, Vicki didn’t speak. All April could hear was the faint sound of Vicki’s breath in her ear.
“Keep your eyes closed.” Vicki took April’s hand and pulled her across the room. “The bed is behind you. Sit down on the edge and lay back.”
April obeyed. Vicki guided her hand back down to the crease of April’s thighs, skimming her fingers up April’s wet folds. April quivered on the bed.
“Had enough?” Vicki asked. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes,” April murmured.
“All you have to do is ask.”
April groaned. She had forgotten about Vicki’s vow. She sealed her lips shut, determined not to give in. But she already knew it was futile.
“I can see how worked up you are,” Vicki said. “How every stroke of my fingers drives you closer and closer to the sweet release.” Vicki stilled her hand. “But I’m not going to allow it until you say please.”
April covered her mouth with her fist, biting back a moan. She couldn’t take much more of this torment. She needed Vicki so badly that it hurt.
“All you have to do is say the word.”
Vicki slid a finger down to April’s entrance and dipped it inside her. A single finger, only shallow enough to tease, nothing more. April whimpered again, her body screaming for the release that Vicki was keeping just out of reach.
“Please.” The word fell unbidden from April’s lips.
“What was that?” Vicki asked. “I didn’t quite hear you.”
“Please.” April didn’t care anymore. She needed to come right now or she would lose her mind. “Please!”
“Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
The next thing April knew, Vicki plunged her fingers inside her. Then Vicki was on top of her, kissing her furiously. April’s whole body began to quake. With Vicki’s thumb on her clit and two fingers inside her, the ache in April’s core began to build and build…