things.
Steph writhes against me. My hips buck to meet hers.
The friction makes me nearly delirious. I love grinding against
her. Her knee. Her hip. Her pelvis. God, it doesn’t really
matter. And then suddenly, her fingers are back, pushing my
panties aside and running over all my sensitive areas. Her
thumb massages slowly over my clit, soaking wet with my
arousal, and my back arches off the bed. I wrap my hands in
Steph’s hair and plunge my tongue into her mouth,
whimpering wildly at the contact.
“Do you want me inside you?” Steph tears away and
pants by my ear.
“Yes!” I roll my hips into her hands like an
exclamation point. “God, yes.”
“What if I…what if I don’t know how to do it right?”
“You’ll know how. Just touch my anywhere. In any
way. I promise that right now, you can’t touch me wrong.”
I drag Steph’s face back to mine and she kisses me
with renewed vigor now that we have renewed oxygen. We
don’t come up for breath. I wish I could stay right here and
kiss her for the rest of my life. If I could do this every day, all
day, I think that would be a pretty great way to live.
Steph’s fingers caress me. Learning me. Memorizing
me. Driving me to insanity. She skims over my clit again and
jarring shards of pleasure go ripping through me. She soaks
her fingers in my arousal before I finally feel her there. She
pauses before she pushes two inside, like I did to her. Her
fingers are slim, but even so, the sensation of being full is new
and it just about sends me over the edge. I barely hang on, but
only because she drags her fingers out and slowly pushes back