Page 35 of Doll Face
“I want to see you touch yourself too,” she commands.
“With pleasure.” I nod. I’m no stranger to self-pleasure, even if there’s an audience this time. I want my girl to see exactly how fun it can be.
I reach my hand between my thighs and start to flick my clit gently, playing with the sensitive bud while I look at Kenzie. I don’t have the best view, so I move to where I can see between her thighs. The pink toy bounces in and out of her pussy. The device has more of her juices on it each time it peeks out. I’m already on edge from our sex; I barely need to warm myself up. I’ll be coming again in mere minutes.
“Fuck, I love the way you touch yourself.” I pant.
“Mmm, me too.” She tosses her head back, and the toy disappears deeper into her wet pussy. “I love your body.”
“Oh, princess,” she calls out, closing her eyes. I slide a finger in my pussy, mimicking her motions, and the moan that leaves my lips has her pumping the toy even faster.
“You look so beautiful moaning my name baby,” I whimper out.
“I’m so fucking close, princess. Moan for me.”
“Oh, baby.” I let out a few moans, pushing my fingers in deeper. Then I feel the orgasm rising, just as Kenzie begins to whimper across the bed.
“Oh, Barbie!” she screams, and the toy goes flying out of her pussy and across the bed as she lets go and moans.
“Oh, fuck!” I call out, my own orgasm taking over as I watch how good she’s fucked herself.
Both of us lie breathlessly on opposite sides of the bed. Our hair is splayed along the sheets, and our legs are shaking from our orgasms. She kisses the top of my head and begins playing with my hair.
“If that’s how goodbye sex is going to go, I’m gonna have to say goodbye more often,” Kenzie jokes.
“Oh, shush. Just you wait for the I haven’t seen you in weeks sex. By then we should have a few new toys to play with,” I say with a wink.
“Mmm, tell me more.”
“Well, they’ll probably be pink but they work just as well.”
“You wouldn’t be you if they were any other color.” She laughs with me.
“I love you, Kenzie. Like my heart has never felt this full with another human before, and it’s scary as hell but I hope you’ll go easy with my heart. I may be named after a doll, but fuck, I’m not made of anything durable,” I joke.
“I love you, too, Barbie. I promise to take care of your heart—and the rest of you. I never want to hurt you again. I swear we can make this work, and I will forever be grateful for this second chance, Doll Face,” she adds, and I grimace at my nickname. Although, if she’s the one calling me that, I might get used to it.
I lay with Kenzie and a tightness forms in my chest as I think about how she’ll be spending the next few weeks in London, without me. That was what happened to us last time and we didn’t survive it. I instantly start to panic but I guess it’s written all over my face.
“Where did you just go Barbie?” Kenzie asks rubbing my cheek gently.
“I was thinking about London, what if the same things happen?”
Kenzie pauses, thinking about it for a moment. “Why don’t you come visit with me?”
“W-what?”
“Not for a long time but even just a few days? Come see my life there, help me back up boxes and show you that I’m coming to New York whether you’re ready for me or not.” She laughs.
“I don’t know about work…” I hesitate, then I think about all the sick days I’ve accumulated. “Actually, yes. I think that would make me feel a ton better.” I smile.
“Then it’s settled my love, you’ll come visit and we can plan when I officially move to New York to make things easier on both of us.” She smiles and kisses my cheek. I feel a thousand times better than I did a few minutes ago. But that’s just how it was with Kenzie. She was someone who always made me feel better and loved.
Epilogue
Barbie
3 months later…