Post-Mortem, page 24
part #2 of Sapphic Sphere Series
“Hey, what have we got?” Cherry asked.
“Holder,” Alex answered.
“Holder what?” Cherry asked, rolling her eyes.
“It’s Holder,” Alex repeated, staring solemnly at Cherry.
“Wha–? Are you? Seriously?”
“Repeat that a hundred times, and you’ll catch up to everyone here,” Alex said with her classic smirk.
“Shit. Well, I wasn’t expecting that…. Lead the way,” Cherry said.
“Right through here,” Alex said, pointing her towards the living room.
Holder was sitting in an arm chair facing the television, and his face, chest, and lap were drenched in sticky, brown, pooled blood. “Jeeeesus,” Cherry whispered.
I hated the guy, but I didn’t wish this on him…
“Yeah. The CSI team is about three minutes out. If you can look him over and give me an ETD as quickly as possible, I’d appreciate it. I’d like to get to questioning his neighbors before anyone takes off for work,” Alex said, glancing at her watch.
“Uh huh, then get outta my way so I can look him over,” Cherry ordered with a smile.
“Yes ma’am,” Alex said and turned away. She quickly turned back around, “You met someone,” she said with a smile.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, now get out of my hair and let me do my job,” Cherry insisted, trying to quell the smile that was impossible to hold back.
“I’m right! Okay, quick-quick, tell me,” Alex said.
“Tell you what?” Cherry said, taking the corpse’s temperature and checking the lividity.
“Who is it?”
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about, Alex.”
“Uh huh,” Alex said.
Cherry could feel Alex’s probing eyes, “I don’t want to talk about it,” Cherry finally said.
“Oh shit – you REALLY like her,” Alex stood still for a minute. “It’s the blonde, isn’t it?” Cherry’s face bloomed red hot, “I’m right, it’s the blonde… uhh… uhhh,” Alex said, snapping her fingers. “What the hell is her name? Tall, totally gorgeous, SO out of your league… Ana! Yes, that’s it Ana!”
“Alex,” Cherry said, looking up from Holder’s corpse, “Shut up and let me work.”
“Oh fuck, it’s serious,” Alex teased. “You’re never like this… you’re Gabby-McGabbington when it comes to dating.”
Cherry stood up, pulled off her gloves and pulled Alex aside. “Seriously, shut up. I don’t want to talk about it yet – it’s too new,” Cherry hissed.
“Bullshit, RJ. That woman has crawled under your skin. Fuck – you’re practically glowing with it,” Alex said smiling. She pulled Cherry in for a quick friendly hug and released her just as quickly, “I’m so happy for you.”
Cherry smiled and her eyes welled with tears, “Me too.” She put her head down to avoid making the moment any more awkward and squeezed her eyes shut hoping to push away the tears of happiness. “I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t tell anyone about it,” Cherry whispered.
Alex looked back at Cherry with narrowed eyes and nodded. “Yeah. Sure,” she said and then added, “You know, you two are going to have to come over to our house now, for real.”
Cherry laughed and punched Alex in the arm, “Okay,” she conceded. “Give it a couple of weeks though, I don’t want to scare her off by introducing her to my friends too soon.”
“Yeah, and you definitely want to keep her away from your family until you’re sure,” Alex joked, having met Cherry’s mother and father at a function last year. Cherry’s face felt hot again.
Damnit – stop blushing.
“Oh shit,” Alex said wide-eyed, “You already introduced her to your family? Seriously?” Alex let out a puff of air, “They didn’t eat her alive, did they?”
Cherry felt a tear escape her right eye and quickly brushed it away, “No, they actually fell in love with her immediately.”
Alex let out a single “HA!” and put her hands on her hips. “Well, sometimes that’s just how shit works out.”
Cherry nodded and pulled another pair of gloves from her pocket, “Let’s figure out what the fuck happened to Holder.”
Cherry spent the next hour going over Holder’s body and discussing wounds, angles, etc. with her police counterparts. “Just looking at it without doing many measurements, I’d say he was struck from behind, which would make sense, since he’s still sitting,” Cherry offered. “Also, I’d guess we’re looking at a kitchen knife,” Cherry surmised.
Alex nodded and took a few notes, “That makes sense, the butcher block is missing a large knife and no one has been able to locate it.”
“Hey Alex,” called Alex’s partner, Brett, “You gotta come take a look at this.”
Alex nodded at Cherry, motioning that she should follow. They walked into Holder’s bedroom to find Brett leaning over a metal lock box. “Check this shit out,” Brett said pointing to the box.
Cherry peered inside to see a pile of gay porn DVDs. “Oh… my… God…” she whispered.
“Fuuuuuuuuck,” Alex said and then whistled. “I did NOT see that coming.”
“Really?” Cherry said, squinting up at Alex. “He was always a bastard about being gay, it just figures that he was a self-loathing homophobe.”
Alex bobbed her head from side to side, “Yeah, I guess. Fuck. Still…I was NOT expecting this.”
Cherry held her arms out at her sides, “Well, I wasn’t either, but it kind of makes sense. Shit, has anyone contacted Mullens?”
“Oh yeah. He was the one who found him, actually. He didn’t show up for their late night shift, so when he had a chance he came knocking on his door.”
Cherry nodded, still staring at the stack of porn. “Weird. Doesn’t everyone just download porn these days?”
Alex pinched her eyebrows together, “Yeah, but Holder was kind of a techno-idiot. He didn’t even have a smartphone – guys at the station picked on him relentlessly.”
“Jeeeeeez. Well,” Cherry said, checking her notes, “I’d put the time of death between nine and midnight last night. I’m going to have to open him up to get a more accurate time of death – but I’d guess it was more like nine than midnight.”
Alex nodded, “Okay. We’ll send him over to the office as soon as possible. Obviously, we want you to start working on this today.”
“Yeah, I figured. I’ll make this priority number one,” Cherry assured her.
“Fucking hated that guy – he was always such a dick. No wonder,” Alex said, pointing her pen at the box, “He probably never got laid… at least not by the right person.”
“Mhmm… terrible,” Cherry agreed.
“I’ll come by the office later this afternoon – you’ll have the preliminary report done by then, right?”
“Yeah. Of course,” Cherry said, backing out of the bedroom.
Alex followed her, “Hey, wait up!” she said. “I didn’t mean to give you such a hard time. I’m really happy that you, uh… that things are working out for you,” she whispered, looking left to right to make sure no one was listening in.
Cherry smiled stiffly, “Thanks. I’ll see you later.”
First Timer
Ana -
Ana knocked on Cherry’s door at six-fifty on the dot. Her stomach was filled with knots and butterflies at the thought of seeing Cherry again. She had spent the day lost in the memory of their first night together. Every time she thought she was concentrating on work, she would catch herself flushed, hot, and wet.
I never expected that… I’ve never felt like this before….
Cherry opened the door and Cody bounded out and into her arms, “Hey! Did you miss me?” she asked the dog.
“I know I did,” Cherry said, leaning against the door jam.
Ana looked up at Cherry and smiled shyly, “I missed you too.” She stood, leaned into Cherry’s ear and whispered, “I thought about last night all day long.”
“Yeah?” Cherry asked, pulling Ana close to her, causing a flash of heat to course through Ana’s veins. Ana nodded and Cherry pressed her lips gently to Ana’s. “Good. Me too.”
“Do we need to take Cody for a walk?” Ana asked, nuzzling Cherry’s neck as Cody bounded into the house.
Cherry chuckled and said, “No, no. He’s just excited that his second favorite person is here. I’ve taken care of everything. Dinner is in the oven, we have an hour before it’ll be done.”
“An hour?” Ana asked, pushing Cherry into her house and closing the door behind her.
“Uh huh, about an hour,” Cherry echoed.
I want you…
Ana slowly walked Cherry backwards into the living room. Cherry smiled, allowing Ana to do with her what she wanted, and clearly enjoying every minute of Ana’s new found courage. Ana waffled their hands together and pushed Cherry against the sofa, “I want to feel your skin on mine,” Ana whispered, gently pressing her lips to Cherry’s.
“Yeah?” Cherry asked against her lips.
“Yes. I want to feel all of you,” Ana admitted shyly.
Cherry exhaled loudly and took Ana’s mouth with her own. Ana relished the feeling of Cherry’s passionate kiss, and began unbuttoning Cherry’s clothing and flinging it at a frantic pace. Cherry laughed and began to fling Ana’s clothing off as quickly as she could in return, causing Ana to burst out laughing as they both fell half-clothed to the sofa.
Suddenly, Cherry stopped laughing. She had pushed herself up on her elbow and looked down seriously at Ana. “I just want to reiterate – you owe me nothing. You get to do or not do whatever you want,” she said, rolling her free thumb over Ana’s lower lip. Fire shot through Ana’s lips, she felt a sudden ache in her middle, and a surge of wetness in her panties.
“I know,” she said through half-parted eyelids. “I know you’ll stop whenever I want. I know Cherry. I know you. But now I want to feel you. I want,” she closed her eyes against an overwhelming surge of feelings, and a tear escaped. “I want to be with you. I want to please you, like you did for me. I need to.”
Cherry wiped the tear from Ana’s face and licked her wet fingers. She lowered her face to Ana’s and kissed her slowly, sweetly, and tenderly. Both of them tasted Ana’s tears.
“Let’s just play it by ear,” Cherry suggested when she pulled back from the kiss.
Ana nodded, but was determined to try to take their relationship to the next level. She pulled Cherry back to her and they shared a more passionate kiss. Ana felt the heat building again, and again she felt the rush of wetness.
Between kisses, Ana and Cherry removed their clothing, and when they were both naked Ana leaned up on her elbow staring down at Cherry’s body. Fascinated, Ana dragged her fingertips up and down Cherry’s chest. She liked to watch Cherry’s nipples turn into hard pebbles, and when her fingers grazed her nipples, Cherry sucked in a breath of ecstasy that made Ana feel strangely powerful.
Ana continued to touch Cherry, dragging her knuckles down Cherry’s stomach, enthralled with how soft her stomach skin was. “This is the softest part of you. Unbelievably soft,” Ana murmured, grazing the top of Cherry’s pubic area. Cherry sucked in a breath and held it.
Ana dipped her mouth to Cherry’s, a hot, ardent kiss that left her panting. All the while Ana continued to tease and tickle Cherry’s stomach, brushing the top of her most delicate area. Ana grew braver by the second and tickled the tops of Cherry’s thighs, like Cherry had done to her the night before. This caused Cherry to pull her knees up, exposing the delicate flesh of her inner thigh.
Ana’s fingers lightly flicked over the soft flesh of Cherry’s inner thigh, and she felt moisture on her fingertips. Surprised, she pulled her hand away.
“You’re… you’re wet,” she said in a husky voice.
“Yes. You made me that way,” Cherry answered, cupping Ana’s breast and lightly stroking her nipple.
Ana let out a moan, and put her hand back between Cherry’s thighs. “I – I don’t… I don’t exactly know what I’m doing,” she stammered.
“I think you’re doing great,” Cherry said, looking lovingly back into Ana’s eyes, smiling reassuringly. Cherry pulled Ana’s face back down to her own, and right before she took her mouth in a passionate kiss, she whispered, “You get to do what you like.”
Cherry held her breath until Ana laid her fingers over her sensitive flesh and tentatively began to touch her. Cherry moaned and Ana felt empowered once again. Every time Ana rocked her hand, she felt Cherry’s breath catch, and she took that to only mean good things. Cherry angled her hips up towards Ana’s touch, and again, emboldened by Cherry’s reaction, decided to just go further.
You can do this… she wants this… YOU want this…
She dipped her fingers deeper inside Cherry and gasped. Cherry stopped moving, and pulled her fingers away. “You don’t have to do this,” she said, moving Ana’s hand up to her chest. Ana leaned down and kissed the hand that held her own, inhaling deeply.
Oh my God… that smell…
Ana’s brain seemed to malfunction for a moment when she inhaled the essence of Cherry. She pressed her nose into her fingers, inhaling again. “I – I …” and captured Cherry’s mouth once more. “Please, let me,” she begged.
Cherry immediately released her hand and Ana moved it back to the apex of Cherry’s thighs. This time, she didn’t pull her hand away. This time, she pushed her fingers into Cherry’s tight, wet middle and began to rock her hand in time with Cherry’s hip thrusts. Cherry’s breath quickly became choppy, her hip thrusts came more quickly, and she cried, “Oh Ana, Oh… Please don’t stop… don’t stop….”
Ana felt Cherry’s insides tighten rhythmically, and Cherry called out her name, wrapping her arms tightly around her. Cherry pulled her hard against her chest, and trapped Ana’s hand against her middle until the rhythmic tightening subsided. Finally, Cherry released Ana from her tight grip.
Ana kissed Cherry lightly on the lips with her fingers still buried inside her. “So, did I do that okay?”
Cherry laughed, “I’ll say. Would you like your hand back?” Ana smiled down at Cherry and curled her fingers, curious as to what reaction she would get. Cherry’s lids closed and she moaned in response to Ana’s movements.
Cody jumped up suddenly and ran out the door, barking wildly. Cherry turned her head, and yelled in the direction of the dog door, “Cody, QUIET!” and the dog stopped barking.
Ana began to wiggle her fingers again, but Cherry held her hand still and gently pulled Ana’s hand from inside her. “How about we check on your situation?” Cherry murmured, putting her hand on Ana’s hip.
“I actually have to tinkle,” Ana admitted, embarrassed.
Cherry squeezed Ana’s hip, making her giggle, “Okay. Maybe I’ll get the dog in and we can have some tea before dinner…? And then we can maybe continue this a little later?”
Ana nodded, pulled Cherry’s lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it. “Promise?”
“Oh hell yes,” Cherry promised.
Welcome To My Life
Cherry -
After pulling on a t-shirt and shorts, Cherry headed to the yard to check on Cody. She heard Ana shuffling around in the kitchen and she smiled widely.
Is this really my life?
Cherry stuck her head outside and called Cody several times, she even shook the treat bag, but he didn’t come. Lightening streaked the sky and thunder boomed – she had seen the storm on the forecast, but had completely forgotten that Cody needed his thunder blanket once Ana had arrived. She walked outside for a moment, making certain that the gate was shut.
She looked around the yard one last time, ultimately deciding he must’ve gone back inside and hidden in the bathroom like he usually did during thunder storms. Then, she heard a muffled barking in the distance.
Is that Cody?
She closed her eyes against the rain – trying her best to locate the barking, but the thunder and thrashing of branches in the wind drowned out any clarity. She shrugged to herself.
He’s probably huddled next to the toilet – shivering in fear.
She started down the hall, humming to herself. Suddenly, a powerful arm grabbed her from behind and crushed her against a cement-like body. She had no time to react as she saw a knife arcing up towards her throat – arms pinned, she could do nothing to stop its progress. “Don’t fucking move,” a man’s voice growled.
She froze. The edge of his blade felt cold against the delicate skin of her neck. Its pressure increased and he pulled her more tightly against his body. She felt his erection push against her buttocks and she did her best not to dry heave.
“I’m going to have so much fun with this,” he whispered into her ear.
“I’m not alone. You’re making a mistake,” Cherry said quietly, trying to reason with her attacker.
“Oh Cherry, Cherry, Cherry,” a familiar voice chuckled. “I know you’re not alone – I’ve been watching you all day. You’re trying to take what is mine, and I’m not going to let that fucking happen. Now… Where’s Ana?” he asked.
Cherry didn’t answer and he pushed the edge of blade into her throat hard enough to draw blood, “Whoops, I’m so clumsy. You better tell me where Ana is, or I might slip again,” he growled.
Fuck.
“She’s in the kitchen, I think,” Cherry said in her normal tone of voice, hoping that Ana would hear her.
“You keep your fucking mouth shut,” he ordered. “Which way to the kitchen?”
Hoping that he wouldn’t dig the blade any deeper into her neck, Cherry slowly lifted her hand and pointed down the hall.
“Good,” he hissed into her ear, spitting while he over-enunciated the end of the word. He pushed his pelvis into her again and asked, “How long has it been since you’ve been had by a man?”
Cherry’s stomach heaved and she fought to keep the bile at bay.
“I asked you a question, you fucking dyke,” he whispered into her ear. “Do you want to know how many different ways I’m going to have you?” he asked, grinding his erection into her forcefully. “You fucked with the wrong man.”
