First-Ruined

27: First-Ruined

Jane returned to find Fiona at the kitchen island eating a bowl of sliced fruit and honey. She was dressed in sweats and a t-shirt but looked like she had gotten some rest and a shower. "Good afternoon ... Fiona," Jane smiled and Fiona beamed at the salutation. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better now that you're back. Dr. Couch seems to think I shouldn't become too dependent on you." Fiona grimaced. "She thinks I need to recover from the stress relatively independently because the contract will end and you will leave me." Fiona looked at Jane trying to read her eyes and face.

"I see." Jane was thoughtful and cautious in her response. "She is an expert and the contract will end Fiona."

"I know." Fiona stared into her bowl of fruit. "She thinks I'll be fine, start with quick trips out, you know baby steps." Fee paused for a moment and grinned, "She said you could sleep with me." Fiona laughed at Jane as her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open in disbelief. "Well, she said you could stay over, if you wanted, but not for more than three days. I should make you sleep on the sofa. Try to make myself be okay with being alone."

"Oh." Jane moved to a chair across from Fiona. "And do you think you need me here?"

"Honestly, I don't know. I'm certain I want you here."

Jane nodded her head in understanding. "Fiona, if you can't distinguish between the two we should be very careful. You and I have been playing a dangerous game. I won't jeopardize your recovery."

Fiona looked hurt, "It's not a game to me."

"I'm sorry, that was a poor choice of words. I know. It's not a game to either of us. But we knew getting into this would be more complicated than not. I think we probably convinced ourselves that we had more control over the situation than we really do."

Fee furrowed her brow in contemplation, "No, Jane. You convinced yourself you have control. I never made that assumption. I assumed that you were capable of caring for me." Fiona's voice washed with pain, "I wasn't wrong. Was I?"

Jane moved around the counter and positioned herself directly in front of Fiona's stool. She stood between her legs demanding her full attention. Jane wanted to make sure Fiona heard her clearly. "You were right Fiona. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I would never do that intentionally."

Fiona looked into Jane's eyes, she responded softly but also in a matter of fact manner. "I told you. This hurts. Everytime you move away from me, every time you distance yourself emotionally. It will hurt. But the love I feel for you makes it worth it. And you can feel that too. I know you can."

The moment held and the air thickened and wavered around them. Fiona's eyes washed with emotion and certainty. It was more that Jane could stand. She stepped into Fiona slowly using her hands to gently bring her lips to her mouth. She could feel Fiona tremble and quiver. Jane sweetly and slowly gained access to Fiona's mouth using her lips, tongue, and teeth to pull at the soft flesh. She tasted the sweetness of fruit and honey. The kiss ignited her desire and she felt herself losing control. Jane realized that she was going to be okay with letting that happen.

Fiona's hands rested on Jane's waist and she pulled her in seeking pressure and skin. Jane drug her tongue and teeth slowly along Fiona's jawline stopping just below her ear sucking and tasting the delicate skin. She heard Fiona's lips part in a soft gasp and she whispered into her hair and ear, "Fiona, are you sure? I don't think I'll be able to stop." Jane's voice sounded pained.

Fiona replied in a breathy, strained voice, "Please. I want you."

Jane growled and continued to move her lips over Fiona's soft skin and down the side of her neck. She slipped her arms around Fiona's waist and moved her to the sofa with ease. Jane laid Fiona back into the deep cushions reclaiming her mouth kissing her slowly but with growing urgency.

Fiona's head was spinning and desire washed through her body causing it to shudder. Every touch made Fee's eyes water and roll and her body trembled with intense, almost painful desire. Jane easily slipped out of her clothes leaving only a matching black bra and panties. She pulled back momentarily and Fiona's eyes widened as she looked up at Jane's toned, perfect body. Fee's breath caught, "Jane ... you're ..."

"Fiona, you can trust me, you're safe. I would never hurt you."

Fiona nodded and softly a smile spread across her face and reached into her sea green eyes. Jane reached down and pulled Fiona's t-shirt over her head revealing her naked torso already the skin tightened with need. She dropped her mouth to the delicate hollow of Fiona's neck. She sucked and kissed letting her hands and fingers cradle Fiona's breasts and stimulate her hardening nipples. Fiona gasped and shifted beneath Jane. When Jane took her nipples into her mouth Fiona's breath caught and she threw her head back and buried her hands in Jane's hair. Her back arched naturally with need.

Jane slowly broke from Fiona's chest holding her torso and waist with her hands and using the flat of her tongue to lick and taste the light sweat forming all over Fiona's body. She sucked using her tongue and teeth and explored her navel edging closer to Fiona's waist. As Fiona's body writhed and she whimpered softly with desire, Jane slipped her hands under her panties and over her curvy hips pushing down and sliding her sweatpants to her thighs. She moved to completely disrobe her. Jane dropped gentle, deep tongue kisses in the soft hollow of her hip, the inside of her thighs and the sides of her calves.

Fiona's hands were grasping at the cushions and edge of the sofa. Her breath was labored and she was thoroughly covered in light sweat triggered by sexual tension. A near constant series of gasps, moans, and whimpers passed over her lips. Her eyes watered in reaction to the intense sensory assault that seemed to last for an eternity.

Jane moved back up her body, taking in the woman's form and breathing in deeply the smells of sex and desire. She unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor and slid off her panties so she could feel Fiona's slick skin on her body as she moved against her. She could feel her own unmet desire building in her, she was wet with desire, but Jane was singularly focused on Fiona and her needs.

Jane kissed Fiona's flat belly, placing soft butterfly kisses at the cusp of her mounded flesh. Fiona shuddered and tensed slightly with anticipation. Jane pulled back and looked up at Fiona, her voice shook with unfulfilled need. The thought of being the first woman to taste Fiona raced through Jane's mind and her body shuddered with anticipation. "Fiona, you're perfect. Let me have you. I promise you this won't hurt."

Fiona gasped, softly, barely audible,"I trust you. I want you ...to be the first."

Jane groaned with desire, she covered Fiona's soft folds with her mouth, gently running her tongue over the outline of her core, she used her lips and teeth to massage her swollen and slicked pearl. Fiona's body rolled with pleasure and frustration. She wanted to cry out but all words and utterances died in her constricted throat.

Jane was covered in sweat as she focused only on Fiona. Tasting her, smelling her, feeling her body arch and rock was driving Jane into a dizzying sexual state. Jane used her tongue and entered Fiona immersing herself in sex.

Fiona bucked uncontrollably and Jane moved her hands to still her hips while she continued to drive her mercilessly toward climax. Jane pulled her mouth back slowly, dragging her tongue up Fiona's belly and finding her breasts completely aroused. She could hear Fiona gasping desperately for clarity and completion.

Jane sunk her fingers deep within Fiona, matching her rhythm she pulled her soaked fingers down Fiona's walls. She straddled Fiona's leg letting her swollen and sensitive wet folds slide against Fiona's slippery, wet skin. Jane's body shuddered as their skin touched and she gasped overwhelmed by desire. Using her hand and her hips she pressed into Fiona rhythmically pulling and she felt Fiona's walls quiver, Jane knew she wouldn't last much longer.

She rose up covered Fiona's gasping mouth letting her lips and tongue penetrate a deeply, she knew Fiona could taste the sex on her mouth. With her final demanding thrusts and gyrations Jane whispered into Fiona's ear, "Now. Now, I've made you mine."

Fiona screamed out in ecstasy, she pushed up violently and Jane simultaneously pressed into her with her hips and quivering core, pulling slowly with her fingers. Jane shattered Fiona and shuddered with climax as she thrust into Fiona with her hips and pulled with her fingers. Fiona's heat spilled out over her hand.

Fiona's body continued to seize and quake, her breathing was ragged, and she could not form words. She buried her hands in her hair, staring at the ceiling and vibrating with pleasure in the release. For long minutes Jane laid resting her head on Fiona's belly, wrapped around her lower body, listening for her breath to regulate into a slow, soft, rhythm. Jane's only thoughts were of Fiona and in that moment she wanted only to be with her, she wanted only her. The feeling was wonderfully new and overwhelming.

"Jane?"

"Yes, Fee?"

Fiona's body shuddered again with joy when Jane shortened her name into a loving reference. "I think you've ruined me for anyone else."

Jane chuckled softly feeling like she too was connected to Fiona in a way she might never be with anyone else. Shifting up she propped herself up and rested herself on her elbow and hand looking down on Fiona. She enjoyed just looking down on her, taking her in, letting the moment continue. Fiona seemed to understand and they lay there together until their bodies cooled.

Too soon Jane broke the spell. "Fiona, I'm going to go over to my place to shower and change. Then how about dinner?"

Fiona hesitated, "Okay, 'baby steps'. Right?"

"Right." Jane kissed her softly on the forehead and dressed quickly moving to the stairs she looked over and with care and sincerity she told Fiona,"I will be back for you." Jane spoke those words many times before but this time they felt different.