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“That’s what I wanted to see,” Kylie purred. “I want to see that you get as much pleasure from touching yourself as I do. It feels hot, doesn’t it?”

“Uh-huh,” Blair murmured, her voice a little shaky. “It feels soft, and smooth and silky under my fingers.” Her hands slid across the flesh, caressing herself tenderly.

“Now do it harder. Grab a handful and give it a squeeze,” Kylie ordered, her voice dropping even lower. “A nice, sharp swat would be nice," she added. "Show me a pink handprint. Come on,” she urged when Blair was slow to respond. “Look at me and do it.”

Tentatively, Blair lifted her gaze to the mirror and met Kylie’s eyes, seeing the fire burning in them. The desire that radiated from her partner emboldened her, and she reached back and slapped herself on the ass, the sting hitting her clit before her backside. She filled her hands with the flesh, squeezing it hard and offering her cheeks up to Kylie's fevered gaze.

“Perfect,” Kylie growled. She shifted a little and spread her legs apart. Blair gave her a sexy smile, knowing that Kylie had to be throbbing as much as she was. A thrill raced through her body when she felt the power shift back to her.

“Go back to those delicious breasts," Kylie said. "Play with them through your bra. Look into my eyes while you touch yourself.”

Locking her eyes onto Kylie’s, Blair caressed herself softly, her breasts so hypersensitive that the slightest touch made her shiver. The lace was soft, but it gave her a little added stimulation when she touched her hardened nipples. Her self-consciousness was gone now that she could see how hot she was making her partner. Kylie’s eyes were half-hooded and as dark as Blair had ever seen them, and after watching the display for a few minutes, she slipped her hand into her robe and started to play with her own breasts. Blair knew exactly what she was doing to herself — knowing that Kylie liked to have her nipples firmly pinched, and her suspicions were confirmed when the doctor let out a sharp gasp and tossed her head back, growling lustily.

"Now take an ice cube out of the glass and rub it against your nipples," Kylie said. Blair looked at her skeptically, but the doctor didn't flinch. "I want you to do that for me," she said softly.

Blair picked up a cube, noticing that her hands were shaking. She got a good hold on it and barely touched her nipple through the bra, her whole body flinching from the sensation. "Come on," Kylie urged. "I wanna see you squirm when you rub those sensitive nipples for me."

Doing it for Kylie made it easy, and Blair barely noticed the cold. All she could see was the fire in Kylie's eyes. All she could feel was the pulsing between her own legs. Moving to the corner of the sink, Blair pressed against the cold marble, needing some kind of pressure against her vulva. Watching her, Kylie nearly leapt from her seat, but she controlled herself — determined to have Blair precisely the way she’d fantasized. “Put your hand between your legs and show me how wet you are,” Kylie said, and Blair rushed to comply. “Don’t stay too long,” she warned when it was clear that Blair was trying to get a little relief. “Just show me.”

With a soft gasp, Blair slid her fingers through her moisture, then held up her shaking hand to the mirror, the warm lights revealing her glistening fingers to Kylie’s satisfied gaze.

Suddenly, Kylie was pressed up against Blair’s back, and she drew the wet fingers into her mouth, sucking on them voraciously. Blair leaned heavily against her, groaning when Kylie’s hands took command of her breasts, squeezing them to — and a little past — the point of pain.

Blair flung her free hand around Kylie’s neck, pulling her down. Kylie pulled the thoroughly laved fingers from her mouth, then latched onto Blair’s neck, sucking so hard she made her gasp. “Are you ready for me?” she growled.

“God, yes!” the smaller woman cried.

Kylie stepped back just enough to unfasten her robe and let it drop to the floor. She tucked an arm under her lover's breasts and drew her tightly against her body, making Blair’s eyes fly open when she felt something cool and solid and firm press between her cheeks. Her hand flew behind her and slid up and down her partner’s hip, her fingers finding a smooth rubber strap. “Are you sure you’re ready for me?” Kylie asked again, nipping at Blair’s neck and shoulder as she spoke.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” She backed up against Kylie, pressing her ass against her.

The doctor grasped her lover's hands and placed them on either side of the wide sink. “Hold on tight,” she growled.

Tilting Blair’s hips, she pulled the G-string aside and slid into her all at once, making the smaller woman cry out in surprise. “Jesus!” she moaned, her head snapping up, eyes wide.

Kylie gave her neck another lusty suck, then asked, "Too big?"

"God, no," Blair said. "Took me by surprise. Good surprise."

Kylie started to move inside her, holding onto her hips tightly. Her lips were pressed against Blair’s neck, and she murmured, “We’ll go nice and slow until you get comfortable.” She pushed gently, filling her with the length of the phallus, then pulled back until only the head remained. “Nice and slow,” she repeated as she slid in and out.

“Ooo … that’s good,” Blair growled in a throaty voice. She reached back and held onto Kylie’s hip, feeling the muscles in her ass contracting as she pushed. “That’s it, baby, nice and slow. Fill me up.”

Kylie started to rotate her hips as she slid in, making the phallus slide against every surface. “Oh, yeah,” the blonde groaned. “Hitting … all my … spots.”

Kylie kept her pace slow and gentle, pistoning in and out, their movements so smooth and rhythmic that it seemed as if they were dancing. After a long while, Blair started to back up against her, their flesh slapping against each other’s. “Harder, baby,” she gasped. “Do it harder.” Her head dropped, and she shook it roughly, feeling as if she’d go mad if Kylie didn’t increase the pressure. “Come on — fuck me hard!”

Holding her tight, Kylie started to snap her hips sharply, making Blair moan with each thrust. “You are so damned sexy,” Kylie panted. “It makes me so hot to watch your breasts bounce when I pump into you.” Her eyes were fixed on the creamy flesh, and she was so mesmerized that she almost lost control.

With great difficulty, Blair lifted her head and stared at Kylie in the mirror, locking her eyes on her. Again, she reached up and laced a hand around her neck, pulling her down against her. “Bite me,” she demanded. “Let me feel your teeth against my skin.” Immediately complying, Kylie raked her teeth hard against the tender skin, marking her neck and shoulder and back while Blair ground hard against her. “Don’t stop, baby,” Blair moaned. “For God’s sake, don’t stop.” She dropped her head again, while she held onto the sink with all of her might. “A little more — give me a little more, Kylie.”

Wrapping an arm around her for stability, Kylie lifted one of Blair’s legs until her knee was resting on the sink. The new angle made Blair gasp, and Kylie slowed her pace, going in as deeply as she could, pressing hard against her ass when she did so. Kylie reached down and grasped her lover's cheeks, pulling them open, varying the angle further still. “Yes!” the smaller woman cried as the phallus entered her deeply. Blair bent at the waist and held onto the sink desperately, grunting with each smooth thrust. “So close — so close!”

Kylie’s arm slid around her hip, and when she reached her vulva, she commanded, “Don't you dare come until I tell you to."

Blair's head lifted, and she stared at the fiery blue eyes in the mirror.

Kylie slowed her pace, moving in and out deeply, but leisurely. "You heard me," she said. "You come when I tell you to." Sucking a tender bit of skin in between her teeth, she tugged firmly, then released it and asked, “Are you ready?”

“God, yes, please, Kylie. Please make me come.” She dropped her head again, and Kylie's eyes feasted on the swaying blonde hair and the full, ripe breasts that bounced with each trust.

Kylie pressed her hips as hard against her partner as she could and held there, then slipped her fingers into Blair’s drenched sex. As soon as she began to manipulate her, she growled, “Come for me!” and Blair did, throwing her head back against Kylie’s shoulder as she cried out lustily.

The larger woman held her tight as wave after wave of sensation washed through her, the pulsing so strong that it took her breath away. Kylie eased her leg back to the ground and held still for a minute, while Blair continued to pant. Then she gently withdrew, causing Blair to let out a startled gasp as she felt her tissues begin to contract. “Hold me tight,” she warned, afraid that her weak knees would betray her.

“I’ve got you,” Kylie soothed. “Don’t worry, baby.” She kissed her tenderly, pressing gently against the same spots she’d marked so forcefully only minutes before.

“I’m okay now,” Blair said, sighing heavily. “I think I’m stable.”

Kylie kept a hand on her, but let her turn around. The blonde leaned against the edge of the sink and shook her head, smiling gently at her partner. “I actually saw stars,” she murmured. “That’s a first.” She reached down and tugged playfully on the bright red phallus that projected from low on Kylie’s abdomen. “You’re still hard. Didn’t you come?”

“Nope,” Kylie said. “I need some help. In the mood?”

“Indeed I am. Carry me wherever you want me, and I’m yours.” She laughed and said, "Who am I kidding? I'm yours if you dropped me on the floor."

“No reflection on your weight, sweetheart, but if I tried to carry you, we’d both wind up in the E.R.”

“Near as I can tell, that’s one of the few things you can’t do,” Blair teased, kissing her gently while she continued to play with her phallus.

“You liked that, didn't ya?” Kylie asked, looking down at her.

“Sure did,” she said. “If it were an inch thicker and a couple of inches longer, it would be the world’s most perfect penis.”

“An inch?” Kylie nodded decisively. “I can do that. I have a blue one that’s about an inch thicker and a little longer. It has ridges up the shaft about every inch, too. They feel great when they pop past your opening.”

Blair blinked up at her. “So, you have more than one of these little guys?”

“Uh-huh,” she said. “I chose this one because it’s small. I wasn’t sure how much fullness you liked, and I wanted to make sure I wouldn’t hit your cervix no matter how hard I pushed.”

“So, this is the beginner model?” Blair teased, aiming a playful slap at it.

“After a fashion,” Kylie said. “It's made for a smaller space.” Blair gave her a slightly puzzled look, and Kylie turned her around and tucked the head between her cheeks, giving her a gentle thrust. “I can accommodate any desire.”

Blair grinned at her in the mirror and said, “Why, Doctor Mackenzie! You’ve led quite the racy life, haven’t you?”

“I have a feeling it’s only gonna get racier with you, sweetheart. I think I’ve met my match!”

„G

“I don’t think this is an approved activity for these chairs,” Kylie commented a few minutes later as they settled into place.

The smaller woman lifted her head and wrinkled her nose at her partner. “I put a towel down before I sat, wise guy. Now put your foot up on this arm,” she said. “You can hold onto the back of the chair for stability.”

“What’s wrong with the bed?” Kylie asked once again.

“New rules,” Blair said, grinning up at her. “If I have to come standing up — so do you.” She trailed her fingertips along the edge of Kylie’s mound. “I love this position. It’s nice to have you so open. I can use my hands for other things.”

She reached behind and held onto Kylie’s ass, pulling her forward. As soon as she started to caress her, the larger woman let out a satisfied moan. “Nice,” she purred. “Very nice.” Blair pulled her even closer and really dove into her, rubbing her entire mouth against Kylie firmly, trying to fill her senses with her essence. “I’m not gonna last long if you keep that up,” the taller woman gasped.

Thinking to herself that Kylie never lasted long, Blair did her best to slow down the pace, but as usual, Kylie dictated her own needs, pressing herself against Blair — and making herself come noisily in a matter of minutes.

“Damn!” she grumbled, trying to catch her breath. “I’ve gotta learn how to slow down!”

Blair got up and maneuvered her to the bed, letting her rest against her body for a while. “Does it bother you to come fast, honey?”

“Mmm … no, not really,” she said. “I don’t know why, but my body needs to be satisfied quickly. I guess I should just accept how I am.”

“I love how you are,” Blair said. “I get the best of both worlds. You’ve got a nice, firm dildo that’s always ready, and I don’t have to stay in an uncomfortable position for very long to make you come. I think you’re perfect.” She kissed her tenderly and spent a few minutes tracing the planes of her face with her fingertips, taking in Kylie’s classically beautiful features. “You sure seemed like you knew your way around that little toy,” Blair said. “Why haven’t we played with one of those before?”

Kylie looked at her for a moment and said, “I’ve been thinking about that ever since that little discussion we had before we went to Chicago. I wanted to use it then, but something stopped me.”

Blair sat up and looked at her lover with a questioning expression. “Really? Do you know why?”

“I've been thinking about that, too," Kylie said.

The blonde pinched her partner's cherry-red nipple, making Kylie squeal and clap her hands over both breasts, pre-empting another tweak. "You're so cute," Blair said. "I think it's adorable that you spend your time thinking about things like this. I love that you save a part of your busy brain for us."

"I spend half of my day thinking about us," the doctor said, laughing. "I have to force myself to concentrate in surgery! I've never had to do that before in my life!"

"You'll get over it," Blair soothed, stroking Kylie's arm while she inched closer to her breast.

The doctor grasped her hand and kissed it. "Don't pinch me again, or I'll get you back double. Remember, every other kid in the family eventually picked on me. I'm well-trained."

"No more pinching," Blair promised, giving her partner a kiss. "I'll behave. Now tell me what you've been thinking about."

"I've been thinking that I'm not letting loose — sexually."

"Really?" Blair blinked slowly. "I think our sex life has been great. Don't you?"

She was starting to look worried, and Kylie took her hands and looked into her eyes. "I love our sex life. But I haven't been showing you everything. Now that I know you're committed to me through thick and thin, I feel more comfortable being myself — all of myself."

Blair gave her a deep, soulful kiss and said, "I love your self. Every bit of it." She stroked Kylie gently for a few minutes, basking in the warmth and the scent of her body. "I'm so glad you showed me more of yourself today. I had a wonderful time."

"I'm sorry I didn't feel comfortable using my toys sooner, babe. But we can keep 'em right in the bedside table. I'll always be ready."

Blair looked at her for a moment, then Kylie's words sank in. "Do you think …? Are you saying …?"

Kylie's eyes went wide. "What?"

"I had fun playing with your toy, but that's not why I loved today."

"It's not?"

"No! I had such a wonderful day because you showed me more of your assertiveness … your forceful personality. That's what was so hot! The toy was fun, but I certainly don't need one all the time. I like your fingers just fine, Doc. You know how to use 'em."

Kylie looked enormously pleased. "Really? You like the way I use my hands?"

Blair dramatically threw herself to the bed and moaned. "I constantly tell you what a talented lover you are! You make me come so easily, it's remarkable! Haven't you been listening?"

"Yeah, yeah."

It was clear that Kylie was embarrassed, and Blair pulled on her to get her to lie next to her. "You're the most incredible lover I've ever had, Kylie Mackenzie, and I'm looking forward to a whole lifetime of being completely and utterly satisfied by you."

"I feel the same way about you," the doctor said while she nuzzled her face into her partner's neck.

Blair tickled the side of her lover's neck, making her giggle. “Would you like it if I used one of your toys on you?”

“Mmm …” Kylie reached down and ran her hand over the bulging belly. “I think you’d need the double extra long to accommodate Mackenzie.”

Blair slapped at her playfully. “I didn’t mean now, you goof. I mean in general. Do you like being on the receiving end?”

Kylie shook her head, then smiled slyly. “No, not really. I'm a giver.”

“Yeah, you're generous to a fault,” Blair said. “Is that the only reason?"

"Mmm … maybe not the only reason," Kylie said.

"I think, and this is a wild guess," Blair said, "it might also be because you need to be in control."

Kylie grinned at her, holding her thumb and forefinger about an inch apart. "Maybe a little."

"When I’m back to normal, we can experiment a little. Who knows? You might feel different about my doing it.”

“I’ll try anything once,” Kylie said. “And, yes, you may take that as a challenge. You've had to make some changes for our relationship — I guess I do, too.”

"One thing you don't have to change," Blair said, rubbing low on Kylie's belly, "is your quick recovery time. You come fast, but you can come often. Climb up here and give me another taste."

"Oh, gee, I don't know," Kylie said, already moving into place. "Maybe we should clean the house … oh, yeah," she growled, "just like that. That's the spot, baby."

„G

A week later, Kylie came home nearly bursting with excitement. She went out into the back yard and saw Blair swimming her laps. Rather than disturb her partner, Kylie went into the house and changed into a pair of jeans and a fleece shirt to keep her warm in the early December chill. She was rolling up the sleeves when she walked back out and Blair came up for air. "Hi," the blonde panted, "I've been waiting for you. Aren't you gonna swim tonight?"

"Nope. Not in the mood. Are you about finished?"

"Yeah. I hate the thought of getting out, though. It's kinda cold." She looked longingly at the house, wishing she could pull it closer to the pool by telepathy.

"They said it was fifty-five. That's about normal for this time of year."

"True. But it's not normal to be outside and dripping wet at this time of year." Her face brightened and she asked, "Hey, wanna hear how I humiliated myself today?"

Kylie sat on the pool surround, crossed her legs Indian-style and smiled at her lover. "How could anyone resist that offer?"

Blair dunked herself, slicking her hair back off her forehead in the process. "Here's the sad tale. I was showing a huge old house. Two-story, Spanish. A big, rambling place. There was a bathroom on the first floor, but I snuck off upstairs and used the facilities. I hate to do that when I'm showing a house, but I figure that people would rather I used their bathroom than peed on their floors."

"Sounds reasonable," Kylie said, smiling. "That'd be my first choice."

"So, my clients really liked the place. We went back downstairs, and I could tell they were seriously considering making an offer. But they're the cautious sorts and had to look at every nook and cranny, and there were a lot of crannies," she said. "I followed them along, watching them try every outlet … doing the things that an inspector really knows how to do." She wrinkled up her nose and said, "Clients. Gotta love 'em."

"Where does the humiliation come in?" Kylie asked. "That's the good part."

Blair made a face and stuck her tongue out. "I'm getting there. They poked around for so long that I had to pee again. I was embarrassed, but I did it. I had to," she added emphatically. "I'd had two cups of herbal tea right before I left the office, and that tea had to get out!"

"You don't have to convince me," Kylie said. "I swear you pee your body weight every day!"

"Ha. Ha. Anyway, I excused myself and took care of business. They'd finally seen everything there was to see, and I locked up. Halfway down the front stairs, my pantyhose started to roll off my belly, and by the time I hit the bottom stair, they were stuck right under my ass! They were so tight that I could hardly take a step!"

Kylie fell backwards, laughing so hard that she held onto her sides and rolled back and forth on the ground. "Dear God, why didn't I get to see that?" she moaned. "My life would have been complete!"

"Yeah, well, it wasn't so funny at the time. I couldn't go back into the house again. What was I gonna say? I've gotta pee again? So I walked to my car like I had a stick — a big stick — up my butt, then I had to get into the car and drive them back to my office. Getting my leg into that car was one of the hardest things I've ever done, Kylie! I swear! I had to use both hands to pull my foot up high enough. They must have thought I'd had a stroke!”

Kylie was crying with laughter now, unable to even sit up.

“The husband was standing behind me, and he looked like he wanted to help, but what was he gonna say? 'Do you need help pulling your leg up, Blair?'"

"Oh, for God’s sake, stop! Stop, I’m begging you!” Kylie wheezed, pulling herself up and wiping her face. “I'm sorry for laughing, but that was just priceless."

"Oh, yeah, it was priceless all right. They wanted to make an offer, and I told them I had to run an errand first! What could they have been thinking? Other than I'd lost my mind, of course. So we got to my office, and I didn't even try to get out of the car. I just sat there with the engine idling and told 'em to get out!"

"Did they?" Kylie asked, helpless with laughter again.

"Of course! They stood there looking at me like I was nuts, so I pulled a twenty out of my wallet and told them to go to Marmalade across the street and buy some coffee and something to snack on, since it would take at least an hour to write up the offer. They took the money, and I waved and said I'd be right back."

"Where'd you go?"

"I came home, took off those demonic pantyhose and put on a turtleneck and those black corduroy overalls you bought for me. They must have thought I'd wet myself at the house, but I wasn't even gonna try to offer an explanation at that point. I just acted like I threw clients out of my car every day while I went home to change."

"Good God," Kylie said, "you must have been mortified!"

"Yeah, I was for a while. But then I thought, fuck it! I'm eight months pregnant, and shit happens."

"That's my girl. Besides, people give you a lot of leeway when you're pregnant. You're so cute in those overalls, they were probably blinded by your beauty."

"That's likely. Very likely." Blair grabbed the toe of Kylie's shoe and gave it a hearty tug. "All I know is that I'm not wearing pantyhose until Mackenzie makes his debut."

"I'll buy you some of those sexy, thigh-high stockings that the women in the Victoria's Secret catalog wear. You'd look sexy in those."

"Oh, yeah. Especially with the maternity panties. Woo hoo!"

"Well, I always think you're hot. Even when you don't."

"I'm not hot now," Blair said. "I'm downright cold."

Kylie stood and held out a bath sheet. "Come on out, babe. You're gonna want to hear the message on the answering machine, so make it snappy."

"Message?"

"Yep. He must have called when you were swimming."

"Who's he?"

"Come inside and hear for yourself. All I'm gonna say is that it's good news."

"God knows I love good news," the blonde said. "I'm right behind ya."

Blair was wrapped in both the bath sheet and Kylie's arms when the doctor hit the play button on their answering machine. "Hi, Kylie and Blair. Dave Robbins. I've got good news for you. Mark Roth called me today and said that David is prepared to terminate his parental rights in favor of you, Kylie. Obviously, we can't proceed until the divorce is final and the baby is born, but it looks like this is going to work out just the way you want it to. Give me a call if you need any more information. Congratulations, you two!"

Kylie looked down at her partner, her smile nearly going from ear to ear. "Wasn't that worth coming in for?"

"Oh, Kylie, I can't tell you how happy this makes me." She burrowed into her lover's embrace, crying softly. But this time the tears were made up of pure, unadulterated joy.

„G

A week later, on the 10th of December, Eleanor Schneidhorst arrived at Los Angeles International Airport, surprised to see only Kylie standing at the luggage carousels. "Hi," she said, giving the doctor a hug. "Is Blair in the bathroom?"

"Ah, she's told you about her new hobby. No, I convinced her to stay home. It's easier this way."

"Easier? Is she all right?"

"Oh, sure, she's fine, but I didn't want her to have to walk too far. She's pretty uncomfortable now, Eleanor, and when she's on her feet for too long, everything starts to hurt."

"Oh, my poor little girl," the older woman said. "I bet she can't wait to have this baby."

Kylie laughed, her eyes crinkling up at the corners. "She keeps trying to get me to give her an injection of oxytocin. I don't carry it in my bag, but if I did, I'd get rid of it!"

"Oxytocin?

“Oh. Right. I forget that everyone isn’t expecting a baby. Oxytocin is a hormone they give to stimulate labor.”

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