Page 48 of Breakpoint
She laughed at Jaz’s retort. “A girl’s gotta give it her best shot. I can’t seem to keep my hands off of you.”
“Same. But I cannot get distracted by the best sex of my life.”
Dani perked up at that. “Best sex, eh?”
“And they say my ego is big,” she deadpanned. “But yes, my sex life before was kinda vanilla. I think Lena was always waiting for me to take control. Like I’m dominant and aggressive on the court, so I would be the same in bed.”
“So you’re saying before it wasn’t that adventurous? So she never ate you out within an inch of your life on a private plane. Or took you from behind with a strap, breast pressed against the window while overlooking the New York skyline?”
Jaz swallowed. “Um, no, definitely not.”
She could tell Jaz was being transported to that moment, a few nights ago, up against the window in this very condo, just like she was.
Jaz asked her what she wanted for her birthday, declaring that twenty-one was special and something worth celebrating. In years past, Dani might have gone out with Sascha and gotten blackout drunk, but this year, all she wanted was a quiet night with her girlfriend.
When Jaz pressed that she could have anything under the sun, it was then that Dani revealed her deepest desire. “I wanna use my strap on you.”
Jaz's eyes got wider than Dani had ever seen them, then she whispered shyly like she was embarrassed, “I’ve never done that before.”
“We don’t have to, but I thought you might be open to trying something new.” Dani sought to soothe her in that moment, but was also on edge thinking about being with Jaz in that way. “I don’t want to pressure you and always want you to feel comfortable when we’re together.”
That’s what mattered more than anything. Jaz wasn’t a fan of change, and she didn’t want her lover to feel like she had to do it to please Dani.
The silence was intense, but Jaz didn’t look away, thinking it over. After what felt like hours but was likely only a few seconds, Jaz licked her lips and then nodded.
Dani sprinted across the room to the walk-in closet like she was attacking a well-placed drop shot at the net. She dug through the secret compartment of her luggage, looking for the harness and new dildo she packed just in case she got the nerve to suggest it. Thankfully, she and Jaz had flown here on a private plane and didn’t have to go through airport security because she couldn’t imagine what would have shown up on the airport x-ray machine.
She quickly stripped and stepped into the harness, positioning the dildo through the O-ring. She threw on a robe because she didn’t feel quite confident in walking across the condo naked with a dildo dangling in front of her. It also gave her a place to stash the lube.
When she finally exited to the main area, Jaz had moved from the couch to standing, and Dani could see the tension in her shoulders. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city, offering a breathtaking panorama. The city lights glittered below, a dizzying tapestry of gold and silver woven across the inky black canvas of the night. They could see the outline of the Queensboro Bridge and the lights from the Manhattan skyline. Jazhad also changed into a robe, and Dani hoped she was also naked underneath.
Because she couldn’t resist, she came up behind Jaz and slipped her arms around her waist and just held on for a moment. Jaz jumped at her touch, obviously a bit nervous. “You okay?”
Jaz leaned back, her head tilting against her shoulder, a soft sigh escaping her lips. She answered Dani's question with a slight nod as she laced her fingers tightly with hers.
Dani responded by nuzzling the curve of her neck, inhaling the faint scent of her perfume, the cocoa butter aroma that somehow managed to cut through everything else.
Jaz’s robe loosened as they stood there, and Dani couldn’t help staring at her breast in the window’s reflection. She licked her lips as she stared, and was losing the ability to control herself from touching them. Jaz loved breast play, and Dani loved to play, touch, caress, kiss and suck on those breasts.
Her hands, which had been resting on Jaz’s hip, began a slow, deliberate journey upwards. She enjoyed her firm curves and smooth, mocha skin. She took a breath because she knew those curves intimately now, familiar with the softness of her thighs to the curve of her ribs and the sensation of the soft swell of her full breasts on her hands.
Jaz moaned and shuddered as Dani took both of them into her hands and squeezed. Jaz’s robe fell open even more as she pinched the hard, dark tip of her tit between her forefinger and thumb. She could see Jaz's full body on display in the window now. From her rippled abs to the tiny, coarse hairs covering the place, Dani couldn’t wait to dive inside. Thank god they were thirty floors up and no one else could witnessthis beauty.
The unspoken question hung heavy in the air, a shared desire that crackled between them like the electricity sparking in the city grid below. “You sure?”
“I want this. I want to feel you inside of me,” Jaz whispered softly.
Jaz went to move out of her embrace, but Dani pulled her back to her front again, their bodies flush. She knew Jaz could feel the strap poking into her lower back now. “No, I want you right here. Overlooking the city.”
She leaned around Jaz’s shoulder, brushing her lips against hers in a soft, exploratory kiss that quickly deepened into something urgent and demanding. Jaz’s hands found their way to her hair, her fingers tangling in the dark strands as she pulled her closer.
Her hands made their way down her body, sliding down her abdomen and in between her legs, coating her fingers with the wetness she inspired. She broke the kiss for a moment to fully pull the robe off of Jaz’s body and dropped her own as well, and slipped her finger back in between Jaz’s warm outer lips. Then into soft depths.
She stroked, feeling Jaz’s hips canting back towards the dildo pressing into her ass cheeks obviously wanting more. Dani could no longer deny her. Forgetting the lube, she moved her hips, hearing Jaz moan and then hiss from the penetration, as the strap sheathed itself inside her. Dani didn’t move, waiting for her love to adjust.
The city, with its millions of stories, faded into a blurry backdrop as their bodies connected in this way for the first time. Their world narrowed, shrinking to the confines of the room, the soft glow of the lights, the ragged rhythm of their breaths, and the insistentthrum of her chest pressed against Jaz’s back. The magnetism between them had become an undeniable force.
As she moved her hip, Jaz leaned against the cool glass of the window to give herself purchase from the intensity of their lovemaking. Dani wrapped her arms around her waist, a possessive, yet tender, embrace as she moved her hips faster.
