Withering Ivy: Chapter Sixteen

She said I could sleep with her, but that was exactly the opposite of what we did, she kissed my lips until they were swollen and rubbed my center until I screamed her name once...twice...three times. She loved every moment, I could tell, because whenever I would start drifting off to sleep she would shake me awake to feel her harden again. "How are you doing this to me?" She whispered. I honestly didn't know. It made me feel good at least. Was it possible I had that much of an effect on not only Amelia but her as well? She had put the covers over us, and the rain fell from the sky and ran down the window close to her bed. Grace's room wasn't obnoxious and I hadn't gotten a good look at it but with every lighting strike, I saw the outline of her pink chair and wooden dresser.

Storms never bothered me, it was comforting enough to help me sleep when Grace finally let me. She must have begun to tire herself because she had rolled over on her back and let her breaths turn steady. At some point during the night, she joined me beneath the covers and embraced me like we had slept the same way countless times, my entire back was glued to her and her wondering hands stirred me awake. It was still dark, I couldn't tell the time but I decided not to ask as I felt her kisses trail my neck and shoulder. Her soft hands wandered around me and I could sense how hungry she was getting again. Even my own body was reacting again like I hadn't just been bred by her a few hours earlier.

"Sorry to wake you." She whispered, her voice rough and low. Her other arm reached underneath me so she could have more control over where I moved. She even let that hand rest on my neck, squeezing when I moved too far away. "I've always been jealous of Amelia. Since the day she brought you home." Grace was in another world. Her own eyes were in between us as she grabbed herself and began separating my legs. "I've never been jealous before." She didn't give me any warning she only went inside. I hadn't been lubricated and my hole was still sore. I tightened my jaw and held onto the pillow. "Take it, Ivy." After she had successfully entered me she laid her hand on my tummy and pushed herself fully in.

My cries must have been music to her ears because she began kissing my neck again. "You want to cry, don't you? It's barely been one night and I've almost broken you."

I couldn't respond I only gasped for air and tried my best to squirm away. I was aching for her, I wanted it just as bad but the build-up of feelings she was pushing inside of me was almost unbearable. Grace was smiling between thrusts, "The great Ms. Winslet hasn't even done you in like this yet has she?" I didn't even feel my collar click and fall to the ground she didn't give me a chance because I had to moan when her hand reached down and rubbed me. I never would have thought the sweetest woman I ever met was so overly sexual and dominant. She was the perfect combination to make every nerve ending I had a spasm, again I tried squirming away. Obviously, it felt good, I wanted her to keep going but her thrust made my toes curl and my center scream.

"You're like a worm." She held onto me as she pushed me onto my stomach, there was no getting away now. Every time she went inside of me I had to endure the immense amount of pleasure. I could only lay my head on her pillow and let her take me. She was getting close anyways, I could feel it by the way she sped up and separated my legs with hers. She tightened her grip around me and made the bed squeak as she pleased herself with me. The sounds of whimpers and her moans were swirling together and I wondered where her strength came from. Her arms tightened around me, sweat trickled from her breasts, and she came inside of me again.

She thrust a few times after even though my body was naturally trying to push her out. Grace leaked out of me as she rolled off and I stayed put. her hand on her forehead as she breathed roughly. "Holy fuck." She stared up at the ceiling. "I fucking exploded." Her phone lit up the room, I was able to see her finally, her messed up hair and rough breaths. Her lips were just as swollen as mine and her glistening skin looked like special effects. She had such a hold on me, even as my body screamed to have rest I wouldn't have said no if she wanted me again.

"Shit." She was reading whatever was sent again. Her breath catching.

"What's wrong?" Was morning approaching already?

"Amelia is almost here." She threw her phone down and grabbed her clothes from her closet. I could barely move to keep up with her light feet that danced across the room. "Gather your clothes, baby." When her pants were on and my feet barely dangled off the bed she did the job for me and scooped me up like the fragile doll I felt like. As quickly as she tried to go she took the time to look down at me. "Are you alright?"

I didn't want her to feel bad. "I'm a little sore."

"I'm so sorry baby." She put me in the tub and began running the water. Its warm ripples soothed me immediately as she added bubbles and threw in some oils that I always enjoyed smelling. "What do you tell Ms. Winslet about our night?"

"What night?" I was mixing the bubbles with my hands but looked up at her right as she smiled.

"Exactly."

Suddenly guilt struck me. The voice of my master in the hallway reminded me that I was betraying her trust. Was it cheating? I didn't know. When the water reached above my breasts I turned the water off to hear the woman's voices which were trying to be quiet. I always wondered what they talked about when I wasn't around. Laying my head back I blew some bubbles into the air and hummed a catchy tune that the Gardner always made sure to play when he weeded.

The aches of my body relaxed from the water and I let go of any tenseness I had been holding within. I enjoyed the roller coaster that was spending the night with Ms. Winslet and now Grace but my body could only take so much and it was grateful for the relaxation. Catching some bubbles that finally floated back down to my hand I carefully placed it back down to the water so I could sculpt the foam, my artistry was interrupted however as a chuckle came from the corner. "Having fun?"

The radiant nature of Ms. Winslet was always jaw-dropping. Her very best suit was loosened and her curled hair fell over her smile. Grace stood behind her with her arms crossed I wondered if she felt guilt the same as me. If anything from her words she whispered when she was inside of me...she wasn't guilty she was jealous. "Why are you in a suit?" I finally asked. The silence was too daunting for me as the older woman only shrugged as an answer. It wasn't until she began taking off her jacket that I saw a gift bag being set down near the tub. "What's in there?"

Ms. Winslet didn't give me much time to wonder however as she stepped into the tub with me, every inch of her expensive clothes became soaked as she pulled me towards her. "Any moment away from you feels like needles in my heart, Ivy." She kissed the back of my head and held my hands in hers. The warmth of the water didn't even come close to the warmth of her arms around me. "Did you sign up for any activities?"

She continued to kiss my head until she got to my neck. "Yes, a few. Something creative and something active like you asked Ms. Winslet." My eyes shifted to the blonde who leaned against the counter. I couldn't have read her eyes even if I wanted to.

"What a good girl." Reaching over the tub Amelia let the water drip onto the floor as she picked up the bag. "I got you something." Letting me throw out the colorful paper I kept the smile tattooed on my face as I pulled out a small box with initials I didn't recognize inside beautiful diamond earrings that were just as dainty as I was. They were perfect for me and I couldn't help but wonder how she knew...my parents would have killed me if I got a tattoo so that was how I rebelled as a teenager...getting any piercing in my ear that I could. Some had closed but these were perfect.

The water had to have spilled on the floor as I turned and hugged her as tight as I could. I wish she knew what it meant to me. "Those are perfect for your little ears." Grace smiled and came over to us finally. Her hands took the box and helped me put them in while Amelia watched.

"Don't think I forgot you, princess." The brunette smirked and pulled out another box. Reluctantly Grace took it and revealed the same look as mine but only a necklace. We matched. She put it on slowly and I felt my throat tighten. "Both my girls   matching." The tubs water was beginning to cool but my skin was still warm to the touch. I thought maybe I was giving away it all until I looked over at Grace who stared at the necklace. She didn't even hear Amelia call to her.

"I'm sorry what?" She finally answered.

The woman behind me smirked. "I said you got wet."

"Oh." Laughing to fill the silence Grace brushed the water on her jeans like it could come off. "Right, from the bath." She rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand. "I'll let you two catch up. I'll be folding some laundry if you need me."

"Grace." Ms. Winslet took the rag that hung off the side of the bath and rinsed it between us. "We are having company tonight, the important kind. I know you prepared well I just wanted to remind you." My eyebrows furrowed but she didn't let me turn around, instead, she put her hands on my shoulders and began washing my back. "See to it that Nina prepares his favorite. And I want you and Ivy to match me."

"Of course." Stepping towards the doorframe she stopped. "Just him?"

"No."

When her footsteps left and the door of my room closed I listened to droplets of water run down my skin from her soaked clothes. I wanted to ask why, if it was who I thought, was coming here. Our last conversation about him wasn't positive but it wasn't my place. I didn't want to think of it too negatively. She gave me everything and asked that I only obey and look pretty. For some reason, I didn't find that too hard to do

"Someone is coming to fix you up at 11. Would you like me to ask for anything specific?" The water fell over my hair. "You don't have to see him. Or anyone else that comes." Ms. Winslet ran her hands down my front and stopped at my hips where she held. "Grace will set you and the pets up in the entertainment room. You can watch the Telly and play games."

I didn't say anything else as she stood up behind me. The water fell from her suit like a waterfall onto me before she stepped out and grabbed a towel. "No chores today, I'll make sure of it."

Before she could leave I turned towards her wear she took her shoes off and poured the water out onto the tiled floor. "I'm glad you are home."

She smiled at me through the mirror. "So am I kitten."