Page 20 of Life After

“N-no. I just…you’re not fucking with me here, right?” Jen sighed and shook her head. “You genuinely are interested in me?”

Yeah, Suzanne would need to take control of this situation.

She palmed a hand up Jen’s denim-clad thigh, not stopping until she reached the button on her jeans. “What do you think?” She popped the button, then lowered herself to the floor and rested on her knees between Jen’s legs. “Because as far as I was concerned, it was pretty obvious how I feel about you, Jen.”

Jen stared down at Suzanne, her bottom lip between her teeth. She lifted her hips when Suzanne curled her fingers around the waistband of her jeans, allowing the material to be removed. The moment Suzanne was met with the smooth skin of Jen’s thighs, it took everything within her not to moan. Could she savour every sensation tonight, or would there be so many more of these moments that Suzanne could just let go and enjoy whatever came next? God, she wanted to believe that Jen would want to see more of her, but the uncertainty Suzanne had lived with since John had died was threatening to put a spanner in the works. Not in this moment—one way or another…Suzanne would have this woman naked tonight—but would she still be here in the morning when Suzanne woke up?

You won’t know until tomorrow arrives.

Choosing to get out of her head for the rest of the night, Suzanne threw Jen’s jeans to the floor and inched her way back towards her underwear. “May I?”

With a huge smile plastered on her mouth, Jen nodded. “Fuck, yeah. I wish you would.” Once Jen’s underwear had joined her jeans on the floor, Jen sat forward, brought her lips to Suzanne’s, and started to unbutton the shirt she wore. The very shirt Suzanne had been dying to get off Jen since she walked through the door. As Jen pulled back, she smoothed her thumb against Suzanne’s cheek. “Whenever I kiss you, my heart starts racing.”

“Mine is racing for a number of reasons right now.” Suzanne gently pushed on Jen’s shoulder, delighting in the image before her. Jen rested back on the couch, shirt hanging open, almost shaking with anticipation. Suzanne drew her fingers up Jen’s stomach, teasing them over Jen’s bra, and then she lowered her head and kissed her way up Jen’s thigh. “God, I’ve been thinking about this moment all day.”

Jen arched her back, the sound of her breath catching only turning Suzanne on further. Was she wet for this woman? Suzanne was certain she had been since Jen left earlier today. The very brief encounter they’d had out in the hallway simply hadn’t been enough. Honestly, Suzanne wasn’t sure she would ever get enough.

Just the feel of Jen beneath her fingertips reminded her of everything she adored about women. That soft skin, the light moans, the taste she knew would tilt her world on its axis in mere moments. As Suzanne looked up at Jen with hooded eyes, the flames from the open fire danced in Jen’s. Had she always been so strikingly gorgeous?

Oh, you know she has. It’s the very reason you’re on your knees right now.

Suzanne lowered her hands to Jen’s legs and spread them. If she could just taste her, delight in Jen’s fingers tangled in her hair, Suzanne would be far more than content. She wrapped her hands around Jen’s thighs and pulled her towards the edge of the couch. When her legs spread further, Suzanne salivated. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” Suzanne pressed her thumb between Jen’s lips, applying light pressure to her clit.

“S-shit.” Jen tried to fist her hands in the leather couch, moaning as she jerked her hips. “Yes. Fuck, that feels so good.”

Suzanne smiled as she looked up at Jen. “Imagine the fun I’m having.”

Jen shot forward and took Suzanne’s chin in her hand. “I need you naked, Suzanne. Right now.”

Suzanne sat back on her knees, brought her hands to the hem of her dress, and lifted it from her body. She tried to gauge the reaction to her sexy lingerie, but before she’d had time to think, Jen was also on her knees and guiding Suzanne back towards the fire.

“My God. I don’t think I’ve seen a woman more beautiful than you.” She urged Suzanne down on her back, then sat back on her knees as she admired her. The look in Jen’s eyes gave her away. The spark between them was absolutely there. Neither of them could deny it. Jen crawled between Suzanne’s legs, lowered her head, and slowly traced the tip of her tongue up Suzanne’s stomach. When she reached Suzanne’s neck, she whispered, “You don’t know how much I’m looking forward to exploring every last inch of your skin.”

Suzanne’s heart fluttered at those words, but she chose to concentrate on the throb between her legs. The further Jen moved up Suzanne’s body, the harder she pressed against Suzanne’s pussy. “Oh, God.” Suzanne found herself purposely shifting against Jen, needing that friction. “Jen, please…”

Jen drew back, this time taking Suzanne’s underwear with her. She brushed the back of her hand against Suzanne’s soaked lips, and then she gathered her wetness on the tips of her fingers, easing inside Suzanne suddenly.

Suzanne forced herself against Jen’s fingers, moaning into her mouth when Jen braced herself over Suzanne. “Oh, Jen—” Jen pushed deeper, silencing Suzanne immediately. The burn low in her stomach was intensifying, and as the heel of Jen’s hand pressed against her clit, it took everything within Suzanne not to come. “Y-yes. Oh, fuck.”

Suzanne reached out, slowly teasing between Jen’s thighs, that want in the air palpable. Jen…was soaking. She brought her hand higher, probing through Jen’s wetness, and plunged inside her. The arm holding Jen up started to shake, but she didn’t falter. “Suzanne, fuck.” Jen touched her forehead to Suzanne’s, staring deep into her eyes. “You feel so fucking good inside me.” Suzanne felt Jen tighten, her own walls throbbing around Jen’s fingers, but neither of them wanted to let go. In this moment, Suzanne wanted to get lost in everything Jen was. She suspected that would only grow with each passing day. “Shit, I’m close.”

Jen’s admission had Suzanne teetering on the edge, the sound of each movement they made floating through the quietness of Suzanne’s living room. The crackle of the fire reminded her of where they were, but as Jen pressed the heel of her hand harder to Suzanne’s clit, she lost all sense of, well…everything. All she felt was Jen, their breath mingled together as they both surged towards the peak. “Yes, just like that.” Suzanne matched every move Jen made, and as they both picked up their pace, fucking each another harder and faster, they released around one another’s fingers. “O-oh!”

Jen’s arm gave out, but Suzanne didn’t care. It meant she now had that strong, supple body pinning her to the floor. Quite frankly, Suzanne would be more than happy to remain in this position for the rest of her life.

“Suzanne,” Jen said, panting as she dropped a kiss on her neck. “Fucking hell.”

“Don’t get too comfortable there. It’s time to show me what else you’re capable of upstairs.”

Jen lifted her head, that sexy smile wide on her lips. “Oh, it would be my pleasure.”

Jen woketo Suzanne stroking her fingers against the side of her head. She wanted to turn around and make eye contact with her, but she couldn’t. Everything was too snuggly and comfortable to move from this position. Suzanne’s naked body pressed against Jen’s back, her gentle fingertips almost lulling her back to sleep, so no…she couldn’t possibly turn around just yet.

“That feels amazing.”

Suzanne pressed her lips to Jen’s bare shoulder and smiled against her skin. “Good morning. It’s nice of you to finally join me.”

Jen could only smile while trying not to moan. It seemed whenever she did so, Suzanne took matters into her own hands. Just like last night. God, it had been mind-blowing. Partly because Jen hadn’t been touched by another woman since long before her prison sentence, but mostly just because it was Suzanne doing that touching. “You wore me out. I’m blaming you.”

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