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Jul 3

Throughly Undone

The rain was supposed to be a sanctuary, a quiet backdrop for a conversation about a life Haley was finally ready to leave behind but the air didn't stay quiet for long, between the shared wine and the tension of the bedroom, the polite masks of the two best friends finally shattered. Haley didn't just want a friend, she wanted your body and she wanted to prove she could navigate it better than the ghosts of your past, she wanted to claim every inch of your skin and every breath of your surrender. She’s not going back to the big house or the boy who never saw her, she has found where she belongs and she’s going to make sure you never forget the night you both finally learned what it feels like to be truly seen.

Read it on AO3 | Haley x Female Farmer

Tags: Sm*t, Lesbian S*x, Thigh Riding, Oral S*x, Vaginal Fingering, Finger f*cking, Tongue F*cking, Girls Kissing, C*nnilingus, P*rn with Feelings, Dom Haley, Bisexual Haley, Top/Bottom Haley, Top/Bottom Reader, Dirty Talk, Dirty Thoughts, Explicit S*xual Content, S*xual Tension, Multiple Orgasms, Multiple S*x Positions, S*xual Overstimulation, Aftercare, Switching

Word count: 9.4k

The rain was a promise the valley had been whispering all afternoon, the sky turning a bruised heavy purple over the town but inside your farmhouse the air was still, smelling faintly of dried herbs and woodsmoke.

When the sharp knock finally echoed against the heavy oak door it felt like a jolt of electricity, you pulled the door open, the hinges giving a familiar grounding creak.

"You made it," you started, but the words caught in your throat. "I was afraid you won't come."

Haley stood on the porch, a designer bag slung over one shoulder and a premium bottle of wine clutched in her hand, she looked as polished as ever, her blonde hair falling in perfect waves but her eyes held a rare flicker of vulnerability.

That flicker however was momentarily extinguished by the way her gaze swept over you.

You weren't in your usual dirt stained overalls or sturdy work boots, you were dressed for a night in, a ribbed black tank top that clung to your frame and soft black cotton shorts, the simplicity of the outfit did nothing to hide the visible evidence of the cold air hitting your breasts.

Haley’s breath hitched, a sharp audible intake of air that she tried to disguise as a cough, her eyes lingering just a second too long on the line of your collarbone.

"I... yes! I'm here," Haley said, her voice a fraction higher than usual, she stepped inside just as the first heavy droplets of rain began to drum against the roof. "I didn't want the rain to ruin my hair."

"Thank god you came just in time then," you said, reaching out to take her bag, your fingers brushing her wrist, a brief accidental contact before you immediately pulled back, your cheeks flushing a soft pink. "The sky looks like it’s about to break open."

"It’s definitely miserable out there," Haley murmured though she didn't look miserable at all as she followed you into the house. "I really wanted someone to talk to."

You bypassed the kitchen heading straight for the bedroom, the most intimate sanctuary of the farmhouse, you felt a surge of nerves, usually this room was a place of exhausted rest but with Haley here, every corner felt charged.

You both settled on the rug at the foot of the bed, the plush wool cushioning you against the hardwood before the bottle of wine was opened, the soft sound of the cork is the only sound against the growing roar of the storm outside.

Haley took a long sip from her glass, her legs tucked elegantly to the side as she leaned in closer than necessary, her shoulder nearly touching yours.

"So," you whispered, swirling your wine and trying to focus on the liquid rather than her proximity. "You said on the phone... you and Alex?"

Haley sighed, a long weary sound that deflated her usual poise as she shifted, her knee now firmly pressed against your thigh.

You froze, your heart hammering against your ribs but you didn't move away.

"It’s just over," Haley said, staring into her glass. "He’s... he’s fine, he’s Alex, but all he talks about is the gridball season and his strength training, I felt like I was never a priority in his life, I’d be talking about my photography and about the way the light hits the secret woods at noon and he’d just nod and ask if I’d seen his protein shaker."

She turned her head, her face inches from yours. "You actually listen, you look at me and I feel like you actually… see me."

Haley reached out, her fingers trailing idly, almost absently over your forearm.

Your skin tingled, a frantic heat blooming where she touched you, you were usually so bold when dealing with the townspeople but here under Haley’s heavy blue eyed gaze, you felt small and breathless.

"He don't deserve you," you managed to say, your voice slightly unsteady. " No man does.”

"I know," Haley whispered, her hand moved from your arm to your hand interlacing her fingers with yours, it wasn't a platonic gesture, it was firm and intentional. "I stayed way too long because I was afraid of being alone in that big house with Emily and her... crystals but being here? This feels different."

Haley leaned her head onto your shoulder, the scent of her expensive floral perfume mixed with the earthy familiar scent of your home.

You felt like you were vibrating, you wanted to reach out, to pull her closer but the fear of misreading the moment held you captive.

“What if she’s just sad?” You thought. “What if she just needs a friend?”

"Do you ever think about leaving?" Haley asked suddenly, her voice muffled against the fabric of your tank top, she didn't wait for an answer before her hand which had been resting near yours began to idly trace the veins on the back of your hand. "Not like leaving the farm but just... disappearing into the woods and never coming back to deal with the town's expectations?"

"Sometimes," you whispered, looking down at her fingers, she was pressing just hard enough to make your pulse jump. "But then I think about the things I’d miss, the quiet or the way the valley feels right before a storm."

Haley let out a low hummed breath that vibrated against your shoulder, she shifted, her weight leaning more fully into you until her chest was pressing against your arm.

"I used to hate the quiet," she murmured, her eyes tracking the movement of her own thumb as she began to slowly stroke the sensitive skin between your thumb and forefinger. "But when I'm here... with you... the quiet feels like it’s waiting for something."

She looked up at you then, her chin resting on your shoulder, the proximity was devastating, you could see the faint gold flecks in her blue eyes and the way her lips remained parted as she breathed.

She didn't pull back, instead she reached her other hand up, her index finger hooking into the strap of your tank top tugging it just a fraction of an inch lower.

"You're so different from them," she whispered, her gaze dropping to your mouth before snapping back to your eyes. "You don't just talk, you watch... you see things other people miss."

"I see you Haley." You managed to say, your voice sounding thicker than you intended.

Haley’s eyes darkened, she let out a small breathless laugh and squeezed your hand, not a friendly squeeze but a firm possessive one that grounded you to the spot.

"I know you do, I can feel it." She shifted again, her knee sliding up to rest against your outer thigh, a bold heat filled contact that made the air in your lungs vanish, she began to play with your fingers, interlacing them with hers and then pulling them apart over and over as if she was studying the way your skin felt against hers.

"I wondered if you’d be this quiet if we were alone," she teased, her voice dropping an octave as she leaned in closer, her nose brushing the shell of your ear. "You're usually so busy working and so covered in dirt, I kept thinking... what does she look like when the sun goes down and the work is done?"

You couldn't form a sentence, the humidity of the storm outside seemed to have seeped into the room making every touch feel amplified and heavy.

The wine was gone, the bottle sat forgotten on the rug and the rain had settled into a rhythmic hypnotic thrum against the glass, the silence that followed was heavy, laden with everything you weren't saying.

You stared at your joined hands, your thumb tentatively brushing over her knuckles, your heart performing a frantic rhythm.

Haley pulled back just enough to look you in the eye, her pupils were blown wide, dark and searching, she shivered though the room was warm.

"It’s... it's kind of chilly in here," Haley said, her voice dropping to a low suggestive silk, she didn't break eye contact for even a second. "Let’s sit in the bed."

"Sure," you whispered, your voice sounding thin and fragile against the roar of the storm outside. "It’s really getting freezing."

You both stood up from the rug, the sudden movement making the wine hum in your veins, you climbed onto the mattress sitting back against the headboard leaving the duvet crumpled at the foot of the bed.

You wanted the heat of the room and the heat of her without anything in the way.

Haley didn't hesitate, she crawled up right beside you, her hip flush against yours, her shoulder pinning you into the pillows.

You reached for the remote and clicked on the TV but the images were just flickering ghosts as neither of you looked at the screen.

Haley turned her head on the pillow, her blonde hair spilling over your shared space like silk, she stared at you with a piercing predatory curiosity that made the air in your lungs feel like lead.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" She asked suddenly, her voice was steady but there was a sharp dangerous edge of hunger in it.

You swallowed hard, your throat feeling like it was closing up. "No," you admitted, looking down at your hands. "I haven't but... I’ve slept with girls before."

The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly turning heavy and electric, Haley propped herself up on her elbow hovering over you, her face so close you could feel the heat radiating off her skin, she didn't look shocked, she looked fascinated.

"Really?" She murmured, her blue eyes darkening until they were the color of the storm clouds outside. "I didn't know that about you, how many?"

"Just... a few," you whispered, your face catching fire. "In the city before I moved to the valley, it wasn't... it wasn't serious, just exploring."

"And was it better?" Haley pushed, her voice dropping into a low unfiltered purr, she shifted her weight, her thigh now draped over yours. "Tell me the truth, is it better than being with a guy?"

"It’s... it's different," you said, your breath hitching as she moved her hand to your thigh. "It’s softer and it feels like they actually know the map of your body because they have the same one, they're always focued."

"The map of your body," Haley repeated, her voice a low vibration, she began to run her fingers in slow agonizing circles over your black shorts, the friction sending jolts of electricity straight to your core. "Focused how? Did they spend a long time on you? Did they... did they use their tongues?"

You gasped, your head falling back against the headboard. "Haley that's… that's a lot."

"I wanna know," she interrupted, her voice becoming bolder and more demanding as she saw your reaction. "I wanna know if you liked it when they went down on you, did you like the way it felt to have someone's face between your legs? Tasting your cunt you held their head? Did you make those pretty sounds you're making right now?"

"I… yes," you managed to choke out, your fingers clutching the bedsheets until your knuckles turned white. "It was... very intense, the friction is different, it’s more... constant."

"Constant," Haley whispered, her lips now inches from your ear, her breath hot and smelling of the red wine. "Did they make you scream? Did they make you lose control so much that you forgot your own name? Or did they kiss you to keep you quiet while they worked their fingers inside you… feeling how wet you were for them?"

The question sent a violent shiver through your core, you felt a heavy honeyed heat pooling between your thighs, the fabric of your shorts growing damp and heavy as your body reacted to the sheer filth of her words.

Every pulse of your heart seemed to push more moisture out making the fabric cling to your skin in a way that made you feel exposed even without her touching you there yet.

"They... they used to keep me quiet," you whispered, your voice trembling as you stared at the collar of her shirt. "Because I couldn't stop whimpering, it felt so much more sensitive than anything else... like every time their fingers moved inside me... I was losing a little more of my mind, I’d be begging them for more and they’d just cover my mouth and keep going until I was shaking."

Haley’s eyes darkened, her own breath coming in shallow jagged hitches, she leaned closer, her nose brushing against yours as she pushed further.

"Do you like it when they’re slow and worshipful?" She asked, her voice dropping into a low demanding register. "Like they’re tasting every single inch of you and taking their time to make sure you’re completely undone before they even think about finishing? Or do you prefer it when they’re more... aggressive?"

"I... I like the worship," you breathed, your chest heaving. "I like when they spend so much time down there that I’m just a mess... but I think I like the aggression more, I like being told what to do."

"Like being pinned down?" Haley pushed, her hand tightening slightly on your thigh. "Do you like the feeling of having your wrists held back knowing you can’t move while another woman does whatever she wants to you? Does it make you cum faster when you're helpless?"

"Yes," you gasped, a fresh wave of heat making your toes curl. "Knowing I can't stop them... it makes everything feel a thousand times more intense, I just have to lie there and take it."

"And what about when they're watching you?" Haley’s voice was like velvet. "Did you ever let them watch you touch yourself? Did you spread your pussy open and show them exactly how you like to be rubbed? Watching their eyes while you worked your fingers over your clit?"

"I... I did," you confessed, your face burning with a mix of shame and arousal. "Seeing how much they wanted to watch me... it made me so much wetter, I’d show them exactly how I liked the pressure... pulling myself open so they could see everything while I came for them."

Haley eyes traveled down to where your thighs were clamped tight together then back up to your face with a look that was almost demanding.

"And how many of them actually got you there?" She whispered, her voice dropping into a dirty low frequency hum. "Did they make you cum so hard your legs gave out? Did they use their mouths until you were just a sobbing shaking wreck on the sheets or did you ever find a girl who was thorough enough to make you cum more than once? Did they keep going just to see if they could make you scream again?"

The raw clinical curiosity in her voice was devastating, you felt your pulse thrumming in your ears, a frantic rhythm that matched the rain outside.

"Most of them... they were just one and done," you managed to say, your chest heaving under her gaze. "But there was one... she didn't stop, she kept her fingers inside me while I was still shaking and she kept her mouth on me until I couldn't even form words, I think I came three times before I had to beg her to let me breathe, I liked that she was... thorough."

Haley’s pupils were so blown wide they nearly swallowed the blue of her irises. "Did you ever let them use toys on you? Or was it always just their hands and their mouths? Did you like the feeling of something hard and cold stretching you out while they kissed you senseless?"

"I've tried toys," you whispered, your breath hitching. "But I think... I think I prefer the feeling of skin, the way a girl's fingers feel inside me is just... it's incomparable, it's so much more personal."

"I bet you're so tight," Haley murmured, her lack of filter becoming truly dizzying. "Do you think you'd be able to take two of my fingers? Or would you need me to go slow until you're used to me? Do you think you'd cry if I didn't stop when you asked me to?"

"I think... I think I’d want you to keep going," you admitted, your vision starting to swim from the sheer tension. "I think I’d want you to see exactly how much I can handle."

She shifted her weight, her body now partially draping over yours, her chest rubbing against yours, every time you turned your head to try and breathe, her lips were right there just inches from yours.

You could feel the moisture of her mouth, her hand which had been circling your thigh suddenly slid upward moving with a terrifying intent.

Her knuckles dragged firmly over the thin ribbed fabric of your tank top, she didn't miss, she caught the sensitive aching peak of your nipple rolling it slowly between her fingers through the cloth.

A broken pathetic moan escaped your throat and you arched your back into her touch, your body acting on its own.

Haley didn't pull away, she stayed there applying just enough pressure to make your vision blur.

"Look at you," she breathed, her own breath hitching in a jagged rhythm that mirrored your own. "You're so sensitive, you're shaking just from me asking questions, imagine what I could do if I actually tried, if I stopped asking and started doing."

She moved her hand from your chest back to your jaw, her thumb dragging over your bottom lip pulling it down to reveal the wetness of your inner lip, her gaze was anchored to yours, a predatory hunger written in every line of her face.

"What about the other way?" Haley asked, her voice dropping even lower like a husky silk. "Did you like putting your face between their legs? Did you like the way they tasted? Did you like the way they'd arch their backs and cry out when you used your tongue on them?"

"I... I liked making them feel good," you gasped, your heart performing a frantic rhythm. "Seeing them... lose it, knowing I did that."

Haley’s pupils were so blown wide, she leaned in until your lips were almost touching, the static between you so thick it felt like you were breathing underwater.

"You know," Haley breathed, her eyes finally flicking up to meet yours with a terrifying raw honesty that made your stomach flip. "I wonder what it's like to kiss a girl after years of being trapped with that loser.”

The space between your lips disappeared as Haley lunged forward capturing your mouth in a kiss that was anything but hesitant, it was a collision, hot, wet and desperate.

A strangled needy whimper broke from your throat as her tongue swept against yours tasting of the wine and a hunger that had clearly been building far longer than tonight.

Haley crawled fully over you, her weight pressing you back into the pillows, her knee pressing firmly between your thighs, the friction against your soaked shorts made you arch upward, a mindless reflex seeking the solid heat of her.

"You’ve been thinking about this too haven't you?" Haley breathed against your lips, her voice a ragged dominant rasp, she didn't wait for an answer, biting down gently on your lower lip before pulling away just enough to look at you, her face was flushed, her blonde hair falling around you like a silken curtain. "I can tell, every time I looked at you in this fuckin town... I wondered if you looked this beautiful when someone was actually making you feel good."

"Haley... please." You gasped, your hands flying to her waist pulling her closer until there wasn't a single millimeter of air between your chests.

"Please what?" She challenged, her eyes burning as she reached down, her fingers hooking into the hem of your black tank top. "You said you wanted to see how much you could handle, you said you wanted me to be thorough."

With one swift dominant motion she pulled the shirt over your head and tossed it blindly across the room, the cool air of the farmhouse hit your skin for only a second before Haley was leaning back down, her gaze traveling over you with a predatory appreciation that made you feel like prey.

"God… you’re perfect," she whispered, her voice thick as she began to run her hands over your ribs, her palms hot and slightly rough tracing the curves she had only ever seen under overalls. "Alex is a fuckin idiot, I can't believe I finally got rid of him.”

She leaned down, her lips finding the sensitive cord of your neck, she started to worship your skin with a terrifying intensity, nipping at your pulse point and then soothing it with her tongue.

Every time she sucked a mark into your shoulder you let out a broken cry, your head thrashing against the pillow.

"Is this how they did it?" Haley murmured against your skin, her hand sliding up to cup one of your breasts, her thumb raking hard across the nipple. "Did they make you shake like this? Did they make you moan their name before they even touched the best parts of you?"

"No," you sobbed, your fingers digging into the fabric of her blouse. "No one... no one makes me feel like this."

Haley let out a low dark laugh of triumph, she moved lower, her blonde hair tickling your stomach as she settled between your breasts, she began to treat your body like a masterpiece she was finally allowed to touch.

She swirled her tongue around one aching hardened peak taking her time and listening to the way your breath hitched and broke, when she finally took you into her mouth you felt it all the way to your toes.

"You're so sensitive," Haley praised, her voice muffled against your skin, she pulled back to look at the wet dark bud of your nipple before leaning in to flick it with her tongue again. "I wanna hear you, I wanna hear exactly how loud you get when I'm the one making you cum, tell me how good my mouth feels on you."

"It's... it's incredible," you choked out, your back arching so high your chest was pressed hard against her face. "Haley… I’m so close already... just from that… ahh!~... please."

"Not yet," she whispered, moving to the other side to give it the same agonizingly slow thorough attention, she bit and sucked and teased until you were a sobbing mess under her, your hands moving from her waist to her hair desperately trying to pull her back up for another kiss. "I'm not even close to being done with you, I wanna see you completely undone, I wanna see you dripping for me while I tell you exactly what I'm gonna do next."

She crawled back up your body, her chest rubbing against yours, the friction of her skin sending waves of pure heat through you, she captured your mouth again, a deep bruising kiss that tasted like the edge of a cliff.

"You're mine tonight," she whispered into the kiss, her hand finally sliding down to the waistband of your shorts, her fingers dipping inside to find the slick soaking reality of just how much you wanted her. "And I'm gonna be so much better than 'thorough'.”

Haley’s hand hooked into the elastic of your shorts, her knuckles grazing against the heat of your stomach as she looked you dead in the eye and with a sharp dominant tug she dragged the damp fabric down your legs tossing them onto the floor to join your shirt.

You were left completely exposed under her weight, the cool air of the bedroom is a sharp contrast to the furnace of her body.

Haley’s gaze dropped, her eyes tracing the slick glistening evidence of your arousal, she let out a low breathless laugh that was more of a growl, her fingers reaching down to ghost over your inner thigh.

"Look at you," she murmured, her voice thick with a dark satisfied hunger. "You’re so wet you’ve left a mark on the sheets, all those dirty little questions I asked... they really did the trick huh? I can see exactly how much you’re aching for me to stop talking."

"It’s your fault," you gasped, your legs trembling as they fell further apart for her. "You kept... you kept talking like that and I couldn't stop, I've been wanting you to touch me for so fuckin long."

She didn't stop there, she reached up and began to take off her own blouse with a terrifyingly slow deliberation, her eyes never leaving yours as she made you watch as she shrugged the silk off her head letting it slide down her arms.

When she reached for the clasp of her bra, her movements were fluid and confident, a woman who knew exactly the power she held over you.

She tossed the lace aside, her breasts spilling out full and flushed, her own nipples already dark and tight from the tension in the room, she looked down at herself and then back at you, a predatory smirk tugging at her inner lip.

"Do I look like what you've been dreaming about?" She challenged, her voice a low suggestive silk. "Because I've been thinking about you since the moment I walked through that door, I want you to see exactly how much I want this, I’m just as desperate as you are but I’m the one who’s gonna decide when you get to feel it."

"You're... you're even more beautiful than I imagined," you whispered, your eyes tracing the perfect curve of her breasts, your heart beating so hard into your ribs. "I've spent so many nights wondering... please Haley... don't make me wait."

She leaned down pressing her bare chest against yours, the sensation of skin on skin was like an explosion, your sensitive aching nipples dragging against hers as she shifted her weight, she sat back on her heels straddling your hips, her soaked core pressed against your thighs.

"You're shaking," she noted, her hands coming down to pin your wrists against the pillows, her grip firm and unyielding. "I love that I can make you lose your mind before I've even truly touched you, you want me to be thorough? I'm gonna map out every single inch of you until you're sobbing for me to finish you off."

"Then do it," you choked out, arching your back so your chest crushed against hers, your breath hitching at the sheer friction. "Use your hands, use your mouth... just don't stop, I wanna see how thorough you can be."

She lowered her head, her tongue flicking out to taste the sweat on your collarbone. "I will... but first," she whispered against your skin. "I wanna see if you taste as sweet as you smell.”

Her mouth crashed back onto yours with a bruising force, her tongue sweeping inside to claim yours in a wet desperate tangle that tasted of salt and red wine, it wasn't a soft kiss, it was a demand, a physical collision that left you breathless and lightheaded.

"God! Haley... mmm…” You whimpered into her mouth, your hands finally breaking free from her grip to roam frantically over her back, your palms slid over the smooth hot skin of her shoulder blades before diving lower, your fingers digging into the firm curve of her waist to pull her even tighter against you.

She let out a sharp needy whimper against your lips, her hands beginning their own relentless pilgrimage.

Haley’s palms were hot, tracing the line of your ribs with a slow agonizing pressure that made your skin tingle, she moved with a photographer’s eye for detail, her thumbs dragging over the soft swell of your breasts circling the dark aching peaks until you were tossing your head back against the pillow, a broken string of moans escaping you.

"I’ve wanted to do this since the flower dance," Haley rasped, pulling back just an inch, her lips swollen and glistening, her hands slid lower past your stomach to the sensitive pale skin of your inner thighs, she used her nails to lightly rake upward, a slow torturous crawl that made your legs fly open. "You have no idea how many times I watched you and wondered if your skin felt this soft... if you’d react like this when I touched you right here."

"Then stop talking," you choked out, your fingers tangling in her blonde hair tugging her head back down, you leaned up, your teeth grazing her bottom lip before you sucked it into your mouth. "I’ve been... I’ve been rotting for you Haley, touch me... touch all of me."

Haley growled, her hand moving higher, her palm cupping the very top of your thigh just inches away from where you wanted her hands to be, she didn't go inside, she used her thumb to apply a heavy rhythmic pressure to the crease of your leg and watching your face as you arched upward, your toes curling into the sheets.

"You're so sensitive," she praised, her voice dropping to a dirty low frequency hum as she leaned down, her mouth finding your breast again but this time she wasn't just teasing, she bit down gently on the sensitive bud of your nipple, her hand simultaneous sliding further down, her fingers slicking themselves in the honeyed heat between your legs. "I’m gonna touch every single thing that makes you scream... Every. Single. Inch."

"Haley!... Ahh~... please," you sobbed, your hips performing a frantic rhythmic tilt trying to meet her hand. "I can't... it's too much."

She looked up, her blue eyes dark with a terrifying raw hunger, her fingers now thoroughly coating themselves in your wetness as she played with your folds.

"It’s not nearly enough," she whispered, her thumb finally finding your clit and pressing down hard. "We have the whole night and the rain isn't stopping anytime soon.”

Your hips bucked instinctively, a jagged broken sound tearing from your throat as your hands clawed at the bedsheets, the pressure was firm, unrelenting and perfectly calibrated to drive you to the edge of the cliff.

"Haley!... Fuck!... Please... just like that," you sobbed, your eyes rolling back, your breath hitching in a frantic uneven rhythm. "I can't... I’m gonna... ahh!~..."

"No," Haley interrupted, her voice a sharp commanding rasp that sent a different kind of shiver down your spine, she didn't pull away but she shifted the rhythm, slowing down just as you felt the first sparks of a climax beginning to ignite. "I told you I'm being thorough, you don't get to finish until I've seen every part of you unravel."

She leaned down, her blonde hair acting like a silken veil that cut off the rest of the world leaving only the two of you in the amber glow of the farmhouse, she began to drag her kisses down from your breasts, her tongue tracing a wet scorching line over your skin.

When she reached the junction of your thighs she paused, propping herself up to look at the mess she had already made of you.

You were glistening, your folds swollen and weeping with a desperate heavy wetness that Haley tracked with a clinical predatory focus.

"Awww! Look at how you're dripping for me," she whispered, her voice full of dark pride. "You're so greedy, you want my mouth so bad don't you?"

"Yes!... god!... Haley yes," you groaned, your hands reaching down to try and guide her but she caught your wrists pinning them back to the mattress. "Please... I need you to... I need to feel you there!... Please!~..."

Haley didn't say another word, she moved with the grace of a professional spreading you open with her fingers to expose every hidden sensitive fold to the cool air before her mouth replaced it.

When her tongue finally made contact it wasn't a gentle lick, it was a deep authoritative stroke that started at the bottom of your slit and traveled all the way up to your clit.

You screamed, your back arching so high only your heels and head touched the bed.

Haley was relentless, she began to fuck you with her tongue mimicking the deep rhythmic thrusting you had only ever imagined but with a softness and precision that was a thousand times more devastating, she explored every curve, diving deep into your entrance before swirling back up to tease the hood of your clit.

"You taste better than the wine," Haley murmured against your skin, her voice a low vibration that traveled straight to your core. "So sweet... and so fuckin wet, does it feel good when I do this? When I use my tongue to find exactly where you're the most sensitive? Tell me."

"It's... it's too much!... Oh god!" You whimpered, your breath coming in short panicked gasps. "Haley... please... f-feels so good... you’re making me... ahh-ha!~..."

She ignored your pleas focused entirely on her work, she began to use a flicking motion, her tongue moving with a speed and dexterity that made your vision blur.

Every time you got close, every time your muscles began to tense for the release she would slow down switching to long agonizingly slow laps that made you whine in frustration.

"Stay with me," she commanded, her fingers reaching up to pinch your nipples hard, the dual sensation sending a jolt of electricity through you. "I want you to feel every single second of this, I want you to remember exactly what it's like to have a woman worship you like this."

For what felt like hours Haley kept you suspended in a torturous glittering state of near climax, every time the waves began to peak she would shift her focus moving her tongue to the soft skin of your inner thighs or slowing her pace to a agonizing rhythmic lap that made you feel like you were vibrating out of your own skin.

The air in the room felt heavy, thick with the scent of sex and the rhythmic drumming of the rain but all you could focus on was the heat of her mouth and the sheer filth coming from her lips.

"You look so beautiful like this," Haley murmured, her voice a low vibrating hum against your sensitive folds. "Spread open on your own bed... shaking because I won't let you cum yet, I bet you never thought I’d be the one to see you like this did you? You’re so desperate for me."

"Please... Haley... hhnh~... I'm dying," you whimpered, your head thrashing against the pillows, you felt heavy, your limbs leaden with arousal, your mind completely focused on the friction of her tongue, it was a sensory overload, the cold air on your skin, the stinging pinch on your nipples and the wet relentless heat between your legs. "Please… make me cum."

"Not yet," she whispered, her eyes flicking up to catch yours, dark and predatory. "I wanna hear those pretty sounds for a little longer, tell me how it feels to have me down here, tell me how much you love it when I use my tongue to open you up."

"I love it... ahh!~... I love everything you're doing," you sobbed, your fingers tangling in her blonde hair not to pull her away but to anchor yourself. "It feels so good... you're so... you're so much better than anyone... please!"

"That’s it," she praised, her voice dropping into a dirty unfiltered purr. "Good girl, I'm gonna make you forget everyone else who ever touched you."

Finally when your body was vibrating so hard you were nearly sobbing, Haley decided you had reached your limit, she increased the pressure, her tongue working in a frantic rhythmic circle while her fingers dove inside you stretching you out and mimicking the friction you had been begging for.

"Haley!... Haley now!... I can’t... I’m... AHH!~" You couldn't finish the sentence.

The climax hit you like a physical blow, your entire body went rigid, a long high pitched scream breaking from your lungs as you finally shattered, it was a violent multi layered release that seemed to go on forever, your internal muscles clenching around her fingers in desperate rhythmic pulses.

Haley didn't pull away, as the aftershocks began to roll through you making every nerve ending scream with overstimulation she stayed right there, she kept her mouth pressed against your cunt, her tongue continuing to stroke your clit with a punishing thorough intensity that pushed you through the pleasure and into a realm of pure unadulterated sensation.

"Stop... Haley! Stop... it’s too much!" You cried out, your legs shaking so hard you could barely keep them open. "I'm too sensitive... ahh~... please... give me a second!... Please!"

"Not a fuckin chance!" Haley whispered, looking up at you with a wicked triumphant glow, her lips wet and glistening.

Before you could even draw a full breath she dived back down but the clinical precision was gone, replaced by a raw aggressive hunger, she was rougher now, her tongue lashing against your clit with a speed that made you scream, a raw piercing sound that echoed through the farmhouse.

"Haley!... No!... Ahhh!~..." You shrieked, your hips bucking wildly as you tried to escape the intensity but she held you firm, her hands gripping your thighs so hard she would likely leave marks. "It hurts... it feels too good... I can't breathe!"

You were so overstimulated it felt like fire but beneath the sting was a mounting secondary tension that was even more violent than the first, you always liked it this way, being pushed past your limits and being forced to take more than you thought you could handle.

Haley seemed to know it, her tongue becoming more forceful, her fingers deep inside you stretching you and driving you toward a second even more explosive peak.

"Scream for me," she commanded against your skin, her voice muffled by your own wetness. "Let the whole valley hear you! Cum again for me!... Now!"

You were so sensitive that you broke again, your second climax was a jagged messy thing, your body convulsing so hard you felt like you were falling through the mattress, you were screaming her name, a desperate sobbing chant as your world turned white.

Haley stayed until the last pulse died down, meticulously licking every drop of your slick from your entrance, her tongue tracing your folds one last time to ensure she hadn't missed a single inch before she finally crawled back up your body, her face flushed and her hair a wild silken mess.

She hovered over you, her blue eyes burning and crashed her mouth onto yours, the kiss was deep and bruising and as her tongue swept against yours you tasted yourself, the salt and the sweetness of your own release.

"See?" She whispered against your lips, her breath hitching. "I told you I’d be thorough."

Haley’s gaze was heavy, hooded with a dark satisfied lust as she watched you try to catch your breath but she wasn't done playing, she was just getting started, her hand began a slow agonizing descent, her fingertips dragging over the sensitive skin of your throat, down the valley between your breasts and over the trembling sweat slicked muscles of your stomach.

You watched, mesmerized and terrified as her hand finally reached its destination, her knuckles brushing against the sensitive swollen heat of your cunt.

"You're still so responsive," she whispered, her voice a low dangerous vibration that made your toes curl. "I can feel you pulsing against my hand, you’ve had your fun with my tongue... now I wanna see how much of me you can actually take."

Haley didn't ask, she used her free hand to snap both of your wrists together above your head pinning them against the headboard with a grip of iron, with a predatory smirk she positioned the middle finger of her other hand at your entrance.

You were already so slick, so thoroughly prepared by her mouth that she it slid inside you in one smooth authoritative motion.

"Oh!... Hnng!~..." Your eyes flew open, your hips jerking upward as the sudden fullness hit you, you were already so overstimulated that the mere presence of her finger felt like a lightning strike. "Haley… please~”

"Shhh!" Haley commanded, leaning down to capture your lips in a deep bruising kiss, she used her tongue to mimic the rhythmic searching thrust of her finger inside you muffling your cries, she was hooking her finger to find that internal sweet spot making your legs shake and your head thrash.

But then Haley shifted, while keeping her fingers buried deep inside you she reached back with her pinning hand for only a second to unbutton her skirt, it pooled around her hips on the bed before she kicked it away followed quickly by the thin lace of her underwear.

You gasped into her mouth as she moved, the sudden sight of her bare golden skin in the dim light making your heart perform a frantic rhythm.

She straddled you fully, her weight a delicious pressure as she positioned one of your thighs directly between her own legs.

As she began to pump her fingers inside you, adding a second finger with a firm stretching pressure that made you let out a muffled whimper she began to ride your thigh.

The sensation was devastating, you could feel the heat of her, the wet soft friction of her own folds grinding rhythmically against your leg.

Every time she thrust her fingers into you she pressed her core down harder against your thigh seeking her own friction, the feeling of her slickness meeting your skin and the way her lips moved against yours in a desperate wet tangle was more than you could handle.

"Haley... mff!~... I can't... I’m gonna-... Ahh!~..."

"No," she growled against your lips, her hand returning to your wrists to pin them back down. "We’re doing this together, I’m not letting you cum until I’m right there with you, you're gonna stay right on this edge, you’re gonna feel every bit of me until I say so."

She began to move with a relentless punishing pace, her fingers stretching you, testing your limits while her hips worked your thigh with a frantic wet sliding sound that filled the quiet of the room.

You were a sobbing shaking wreck under her caught in a crossfire of sensations, you could feel her own pulse thrumming against your leg, her internal muscles clenching in sync with the way she was dismantling your self control.

The overstimulation was peak, the sharp sting as she reached down to pinch your nipple with her teeth, the stretching fullness between your thighs and the suffocating wet heat of her mouth going back to your lips to keep you silent.

You felt yourself losing the ability to form a single thought, your consciousness narrowing down to the friction of her skin and the absolute filthy reality of her dominance.

"Look at me," Haley demanded, pulling back just enough to stare into your blown wide pupils, her face was flushed, her blonde hair a wild curtain around you. "I... hahh~... I wanna see your eyes when we cum... I wanna... Ahhh!~... see you realize that you're mine."

Her grinding became faster, her breath hitching in jagged desperate gasps that mirrored your own.

You felt the pressure building, a massive tidal wave of heat that threatened to swallow you whole, you were clenching around her fingers, your own slickness acting as a lubricant for the way she was driving you toward the cliff.

"Now," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Now! I'm... ah-huhh~... I'm cumming!... Cum for me!"

The explosion was total, you shattered at the exact moment she did, your scream muffled by her final desperate kiss as your body went rigid, your internal muscles spasming around her fingers in violent rhythmic pulses as she collapsed against you, her core grinding one last heavy time against your thigh in the throes of her own release.

You lay there for a long time, the only sound the fading roar of the storm and the frantic synchronized thudding of two hearts beating as one.

Haley didn't move, her head resting on your shoulder, her fingers still deep and warm inside you, she propped herself up on one elbow, her eyes still glazed and her breathing shallow as she slowly withdrew her fingers from you.

With a deliberate mesmerizing grace she brought them to her lips and licked them clean, her tongue dragging over her knuckles to reclaim every drop of you before leaning down to press a deep soft kiss to your mouth.

You felt a surge of warmth for her that had nothing to do with the heat of the room, you reached for her waist and gently guided her onto her back, shifting until you were hovering over her as you began a slow reverent exploration of her face, pressing small kisses to her forehead and jawline.

"You're so incredible Haley." You whispered, your voice thick and low.

Haley’s fingers tangled in your hair pulling you closer. "I didn't think it would feel like... this," she murmured, a soft genuine smile touching her lips. "I feel like I'm melting."

"Let me help you with that." You replied, shifting your weight as you settled over her chest, your eyes fixed on the heavy pale swell of her breasts, they were flushed, her nipples dark and tight, you leaned down dragging your tongue along the underside of one breast savoring the warmth of her skin.

Haley let out a low shaky moan, her back arching off the sheets as you took the entire peak into your mouth, you used your tongue to swirl around the hardened bud flicking it rhythmically before sucking it deep into the heat of your throat.

"Ohh... hnnn~... yes… right there," Haley whimpered, her hands moving from your hair to grip your shoulders. “Fuck… this feels… feels so good.”

You moved to the other side determined to give it the same worshipful attention, you nipped gently at the sensitive curve of her breast leaving faint marks before soothing them with wet dragging licks, you began to hum against her skin, the vibration making her breath hitch in jagged desperate gasps.

You spent a long time there swirling your tongue in slow circles and using your teeth to gently tug at her and listening to the way her moans became louder and more uninhibited with every movement of your mouth.

Eventually you started to work your way back to her body, your lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck then moving to her shoulders before moving lower past her ribs until you reached the soft dip of her stomach, when you reached her thighs you paused, resting your chin on her inner thigh and looking up at her.

"You don't have to do this," Haley whispered, though she was already spreading her legs wider for you exposing the glistening swollen reality of her core. "I'm already such a mess."

"I want to," you said, your voice steady. "I’ve been wanting to taste you all night."

Haley’s breath hitched and she gave you a small breathless nod. "Then don't stop… please."

You leaned in, the scent of her floral perfume mixing with the sweet musky aroma of her skin and the faint trace of the red wine, from where you were positioned she looked breathtaking, the contrast of her pale soft skin against the dark sheets and her center weeping and glistening for you as you started with the softest touch dragging your tongue in long slow stripes along her inner thighs making her skin shiver.

When you finally moved your mouth to her entrance the taste was intoxicating, a heady mix of salt and sweetness that made your pulse race, you started with broad flat laps of your tongue spreading her slickness over every inch of her and making wet slapping sounds that echoed in the quiet room.

Haley’s head hit the pillow with a thud, her hands immediately flying to your hair.

"Oh god... hahh~... you're so much better at this than he ever was," she gasped, her voice already starting to break as you used the firm tip of your tongue to trace the line of her slit from bottom to top. “Please… ahhh~... don't stop.”

You didn't answer with words, you just hummed against her before you shifted your focus using the firm tip of your tongue to flick rapidly against her clit, you kept it rhythmic and steady while listening to the wet sliding sounds of your mouth against her.

You began to suck on her clit, creating a firm rhythmic vacuum that drew her deeper into your mouth, your lips pulling at her sensitive skin until she was sobbing.

"Haley… you taste so good," you managed to mutter, pulling back for a second to see her face. "You're so fuckin wet for me."

"It's because of you," she sobbed, her hips starting to buck uncontrollably. "It's because of what you're doing... ahh!~... right there… don't move!... Put your tongue back!"

You ignored her plea to stay still and instead pushed further, your tongue mimicking a deep rhythmic thrusting as you reached up with your hands, one gripping her thigh so hard your knuckles turned white to keep her open while the other reached for her breast, you caught her nipple between your fingers pinching and rolling it in time with the licks of your tongue.

"You're so greedy Haley," you whispered, your voice a dirty rasp. "You want me to keep going? You want me to make you scream?"

"Yes!... Please!... nghh!~… just do it!... Give me more!" She shrieked.

You dived back in but instead of the fast rhythm you suddenly slowed down, you dragged your tongue in agonizingly slow wet circles barely touching her then pulled away to blow cool air over her heated skin, you pressed soft teasing kisses to her inner folds and moved all the way down exploring every hidden fold with a clinical thoroughness that made her whine in frustration.

"Why are you slowing down? Don't do that to me!... haah~... I need it!" Haley whined, her fingers clutching your hair and trying to pull your face back into her.

"Because I wanna hear you beg for it," you said, looking up at her with a smirk before sliding two fingers deep inside her. “You like that yeah?"

You found that sensitive ridge inside her and started to hook your fingers against it firmly stretching her out, at the same time you brought your tongue back to her clit moving it in a frantic circular motion.

Haley went completely wild under you, her heels dug into the bed and her voice rose into a loud melodic scream that echoed through the farmhouse.

"Right there!... Oh my god… right there!... Ahh!~... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna-!"

You didn't let up for a second, you doubled your efforts, your tongue moving with an expert speed flicking against her clit while your fingers hammered against her g spot, the sound of the friction, the wetness of her body and her loud unfiltered moans created a sensory overload that made your own head swim, you could feel her internal muscles starting to clench around your fingers in violent pre orgasmic ripples.

"Now Haley! Cum for me! Let me feel you break!" You commanded.

Your command made her shatter, her entire body went rigid, a long high pitched scream breaking from her lungs as she hit a violent climax that seemed to go on for minutes.

You stayed right there as she sobbed into the pillows, your tongue continuing to move in slow gentle strokes to prolong the feeling making her legs shake and twitch uncontrollably, you pushed your tongue deep inside her to lick her clean, savoring every bit of her release until she finally went limp against the mattress, her skin slick with sweat and pleasure.

You slowly pulled back, your face wet and your heart hammering against your ribs as you kissed your way back up her body trailing soft cooling kisses over her stomach and breasts until you reached her lips.

You found her waiting, her eyes wet and her face full of a quiet dazed afterglow as you kissed her deeply to let her taste herself on your tongue.

The quiet that followed was different from the silence before, it wasn't heavy with what was unsaid, it was light, airy and warm filled only with the sound of their syncing breaths and the rain finally tapering off into a gentle drizzle.

Haley didn't pull away when you broke the kiss, she tucked her head under your chin, her forehead resting against your collarbone, the predatory edge she had carried all night replaced by a soft vulnerable hum.

"I think you actually did it," she murmured, her voice sounding small and a little raspy. "I think I forgot why I came here in the first place."

You chuckled softly, the vibration rumbling through your chest against her cheek as you reached down pulling the discarded duvet up and over both of your sweat chilled bodies. "I told you I love it thoroughly."

Haley shifted snuggling deeper into the blankets and your side, she smelled like salt, wine and the floral soap she always used, a scent that now felt entirely like home.

"You’re a show off, I made you scream so loud," she teased, though she reached out to trace the line of your ribs with her fingertips, her touch feather light and reverent. "But thank you… for actually looking at me, for... everything."

You turned onto your side propping yourself up on one arm to look down at her, her blonde hair was a beautiful chaotic mess across your pillows and her blue eyes were soft and clear, you reached out and tucked a stray lock behind her ear.

"You don't have to thank me for that Haley," you whispered. "I've been looking at you since the day I got here, I just didn't know if you'd ever wanna look back."

Haley reached up, her thumb grazing your bottom lip which was still a little swollen from her kisses. "I was looking, I was just afraid that if I said something I’d ruin the only thing in this town that felt real," she paused, a playful familiar smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Also your overalls are really distracting, you should wear those black shorts more often."

You laughed, leaning down to press a final lingering kiss to her forehead. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Good," she breathed, closing her eyes as she drifted toward a deep well earned sleep. "Because I’m definitely not going back to my house tonight, or maybe tomorrow, Emily can deal with her crystals alone."

You held her closer, watching the dim light of the farmhouse flicker against the walls and as you felt her heart beating steadily against yours, you realized the journey was just beginning.

"Stay as long as you want," you whispered, but she was already asleep. "I don't want you to ever leave.”

You closed your eyes, the scent of her hair the last thing you noticed before the exhaustion of the night finally pulled you under, safe and warm inside the farmhouse while the valley slept in the rain.

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