Ilona did not stop staring at Nichy, and she almost wondered if Ilona could tell.Nichy often fell asleep in the back of a taxi. Between the exhaustion of not having slept well the night before…and the exhaustion of unfulfilled desire…she fell asleep as usual. The city images that flashed by her window, lulled her to sleep.
She dreamt about a lot of nonsensical things, as she did when she was exhausted. But the unfulfilled desire component, included her dreaming of lying on a bed of actual frosting. Or at least what she imagined to be frosting, sweet and sticky all over her body. Especially between her legs. She dampened her finger with her tongue, because it was the stickiness there that concerned her most in her dream. Her moist finger quickly disappeared inside of her, curling and beckoning herself to come here. It was not long before she came, her tongue hanging out of her mouth to lick at the frosting around her.
Startled awake, she felt her face against the now damp with condensation window of the cab, and she was actually grabbing her crotch.
Her eyes darted to Gavin, who smiled.
“You promised not to Nichy, you cheated…” he whispered.
“What?” she questioned indignantly. She was going to pretend that she did not know. Even as she panted, and felt the fleeting aura of her orgasm.
“Come on,” he said taking her offending hand from between her legs. “We’re here.”
He kissed her hand, and raised it to his mouth.
“I can smell you.” He said pressing his nose to her fingers, before he put her fingers one by one in his mouth and sucked. “I can taste you…”
Nichy gasped, closing her eyes. Because they had not had sex yet, every place he touched her was like touching her clit. Every place he touched her, was like she was going to come.
“You’re going to make me come again!” she hissed.
“Again?” he questioned, raising his eyebrow.
His phone vibrated and he looked down at it with one hand, while still sucking her fingers.
“Ilona’s contractions are still pretty far apart…She said they might send her home.”
“She knows I am coming with you?”
Gavin nodded, his lips twisted in an ironic smile.
“Ilona is very nice, but she will probably tease you a bit.”
Gavin was right, Ilona smiled at her and stared at her in a knowing way.
“Hey, they are sending me home, Gav. I am not quite ready yet. I need to have the contractions closer together,” Ilona said still looking at Nichy. “I got dressed as soon as I could, so I could meet your friend looking half decent!
“You look gorgeous,” Nichy said extending her hand, the one Gavin had not been sucking. “I’m Nichy.”
“You’re lovely! I have not even got any makeup on!” Ilona laughed.
Nichy smiled, and faded into the background to let the cousins chat. Gavin and Ilona made sure to bring her into the fold. Ilona was amazing to Nichy, so graceful while she was having contractions intermittently. They walked to her apartment which was not far away, since moving was supposed to help the labor along.
“Wine?” Ilona offered shortly after they arrived.
“Not for you!” Gavin said.
Ilona glared at him, one hand on her hip.
“For the two of you. I can only imagine how hard it has been since the blackout for the two of you. You can stay here tonight if you like.”
“Thanks,” Gavin looked at Nichy. It took Nichy a moment to realize he was looking at her for her approval.
“I just went shopping so there is a ton of food,” Ilona said stretching. “I’ll be right back. If I am home again, I might as well be comfortable.”
By the time she was out of the room, Gavin placed his hand on Nichy’s thigh, and kissed her.
“All I am thinking about is you in the guest bed. Ilona has nicer accommodations than I do, so we are lucky…”
Nichy stared at him.
“I am not going to…here in your cousin’s apartment!”
“Illy won’t care, I have seen her with her husband before they were married! She will not care at all.”
Nichy shook her head.
“I can’t. Here.”
Gavin looked at her, brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her temple.
“I understand, but are you going to sleep? Knowing we are divided only by a wall?”
Nichy closed her eyes and nodded. Wiping her hand over her suddenly damp upper lip, she could smell the faint musk of herself on her hands even though Gavin had licked them. She knew she would smell herself in that guest bed tonight, making herself come alone.
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