DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but my imagination. Characters belong to Open Book Productions.
SPOILERS: No, but assumes you've seen all episodes to date.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Takes place sometime in the future.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.

Metaphorically Speaking...
By itsalovestory


"Ani, yes, fine, I'll see you in a bit. Bye." Gina hung up her phone, a wicked smile spreading across her face. So much for getting off the roller-coaster, huh? I knew we could be friends at least. I need you, Ani. And, sooner or later, you're gonna see that you need me just as much. We belong together.

Gina's thoughts were disturbed by the swift knocking on her door. She looked at her watch before flinging open the door. She laughed, "Well that was quick..."

She frowned.

"Oh, it's you," Gina just about growled at the woman standing in her doorway. "What do you want, Lara?"

"You need to stop this." Lara glared at the older woman.

"Stop what exactly?" Gina asked, crossing her arms across her chest.

"You need to leave Ani alone." Lara pushed her way past Gina into the hallway.

Gina shut the door and turned around to face Lara. She walked slowly over to Lara and stood face to face with her. "Ani is her own damn person. Anddddd, if she wants to come see me, it's her own fucking choice." She backed up a little, putting her hands on her hips.

Lara pointed a finger at Gina and snarled, "Ani is her own woman, but you need to stop the mind games. She's with me Gina. Get that? Not you, me, so leave her and us alone!"

Gina threw back her head and laughed.

"What's so damn funny?"

"You. Seems that I've struck a cord with you. You arrogant, stuck up, bitch!" Gina leaned forward slightly and whispered into Lara's ear. Her breath was hot and ticklish as she said, "You know what I think?"

Lara whispered back, stuck in place for some reason as the air around them was charged for an entirely different reason than when she first arrived. "What?"

"I think you're just jealous that Ani thinks of me when you fuck." Gina leaned back slightly with a smug grin.

"You bitch!" Lara screamed as she lunged forward, grabbing Gina's face and capturing her lips in an angry kiss. She pushed Gina hard against the wall. Lara plunged her tongue into Gina's mouth, stroking, fighting against hers over and over. Gina grabbed Lara's hair and tugged her closer, angling their mouths for deeper, faster, wetter kisses.

Swiftly, Gina reversed their positions and shoved her thigh tight between Lara's legs. Lara's head threw back against the wall as she let out a moan of pleasure. Grabbing a handful of Lara's long hair, Gina yanked her forward to whisper in her ear once again. She panted out, "I'm gonna show you exactly why Ani always comes back to me and always will. Right now. Against this wall."

Pushing her against the wall, Gina reached for Lara's blouse and ripped it open, buttons flying everywhere. She ran her hands over Lara's soft skin and around her back, unclasping her bra. As they kissed, Gina undid Lara's gray slacks and pushed them and her panties down and off her hips.

Gina stood back a little, licking her lips as she raked her eyes over Lara's very naked, very aroused body. Their eyes met in an angry, intense stare. Lara reached out her hand and tugged Gina towards her. She placed Gina's hands on her breasts, moaning at the contact. They kissed long, and slow, and deep. Long moments passed as Gina's touches all over her body turned from teasing to torture.

Breaking their lips apart with a gasp, Lara panted, "Show me, Gina. Show me." She took Gina's hand and brought it down her body and into her wet, hot pussy.

Gina groaned as she felt all along Lara. So wet. So ready. Lara moaned into her mouth when Gina entered and filled her with three long fingers. Rocking her hips harder and faster, Lara took Gina into her more and more. "God, yes, don't stop."

Wrapping her legs around Gina's waist, Lara let herself be picked up off the floor. Gina had her, controlled her, controlled her pleasure, until it became too much. Her eyes rolled back and her arms flew around Gina's neck for support as she grew taught with the force of her orgasm. Her climax drowned her, pulling her under the power of Gina and her fingers.

She collapsed against Gina, and they slid down the wall. She was spent and saited, slick with sweat and sex. "God, what was that?"

Gina held her close, stroking her bare back and murmured, "That was what sex is like with Gina Brogno."

Lara grinned and leaned up, kissing Gina. She lifted up the hem of Gina's shirt, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Welllll, let's just see what sex is like with Lara Miller, then."

Holy fuck! Lara was face down in Gina Brogno's bed, naked. That was great sex, but shit, what have I done? Like animals, they were insatiable. They fucked all over Gina's place, like bitches in heat, panting and grinding. Against the wall. On the floor. On the coffee table. In her bed.

Lara's thoughts were quickly interrupted from the voice in the doorway. Ani yelled, "What the fuck is going on!"

Lara's eyes went wide. Rolling over, she sat up, wrapping the sheet against her. "Ani, I'm sorry. I can explain. It's..."

Gina leaned back against the headboard, grinning like a fool, naked and not caring about covering herself up. "It's exactly what it looks like, Ani. Your girlfriend and I fucked. She's quite the good lay, if I do say so myself. Definitely can see the appeal."

"Gina...Lara..." Ani was at a loss for words. She was so pissed off, but at the same time wildly turned on. Here before her were the two most beautiful, infuriating, stubborn, strong, sexy women in her life, naked, after having sex together. Not with her. She pouted.

Gina laughed.

Lara looked at Gina, narrowing her gazed. "This is not funny, Gina. This was a mistake..."

"No." Ani said as she stared walking toward the bed. "This is hot." Ani licked her lips, pulling off her jacket. "Really hot."

Gina crawled up the edge of the bed and pulled Ani down. "You wanna join us, baby?" She husked.

"What?!" screeched Lara. "You can't be fucking serious. This is messed up." She covered her face with her hands.

"C'mon. It's about time Ani got some attention. Don't you think she deserves it?"

Ani nodded and took off her shirt, revealing her bare breasts, heaving with her heady desire. "Please, Lara...I'll forget all about what happened tonight if you just let us have this." She trailed her fingers up Lara's arms, causing goosebumps to appear. Ani pulled Lara into a slow kiss as Gina came up beside them and took one of Lara's nipples into her wet, waiting mouth.

Lara moaned and arched her back. "Fine....just...fine..."

Soon enough, Ani's clothes were removed. Lara was on her back, her head thrown back as Ani went down on her, her hips thrusting against Ani's talented tongue. Gina was behind Ani, plunging her fingers into Ani's pussy from behind, rubbing her own sex against Ani's beautiful ass.

Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Moaning and groaning. Thighs and breasts. Lips and tongues. A tangled mess of bodies. Higher and higher.

They came, the three of them, almost simultaneously. Together. So connected. Yet, so far apart.

Ani fell into Lara's arms. They cuddled. Gina floated down beside them, a presence and always in their orbit. They smiled in the afterglow of their shared pleasure.

This was messed up. They were all messed up. Yet, it never felt so good. Threesomes were wrong metaphorically speaking. Now physically...

The End

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