Page 76 of Like First Love, Again

Over and over Tori got so close, but she needed to be anywhere but standing. “Let’s get the hell out of the shower,” shebegged, reaching behind her to tangle her fingers in Mia’s damp hair and pull her into a kiss.

Somewhat dry, Tori laid in bed, but Mia didn’t immediately follow. She kneeled at Tori’s side instead. Naked and wet and hair cascading down one side of her chest.

“Will you tell me what you like?” Mia asked, voice so soft and devoid of the nerve she’d had in the shower.

Tori recognized the signs of Mia getting in her head. Of her overthinking the moment. She reached out for Mia and pulled her on top of her.

“I’ve been researching,” Mia said against her lips, like she was trying to regain her confidence.

“Oh, yeah?” Tori kissed Mia’s neck, her collarbone, her shoulder. “Where?”

Mia sighed, thigh slipping between Tori’s easily parting thighs. “I found some highly specialized video-based educational content.”

Tori was barely listening—palms running down Mia’s back and the perfect, generous swell of her ass. The realization took a while to get through the thick, lusty haze.

“Do you mean porn?” Tori asked with a smile. “How long were their nails and how much over-the-top screaming was there?” She rolled Mia onto her back. “I need to know what I’m in for.”

“It’s notporn,” Mia whisper-shouted. “It’s very ethical! I paid for it, and they’re a married lesbian couple who love each other very much.”

Tori was still adjusting to the low light, but she would bet her life that Mia had turned bright red. Tori couldn’t resist kissing her blistering hot cheeks before dropping to her mouth.

“I wasn’t judging you,” Tori promised. “It’s hot.” She kissed a line down her throat. “Did you get turned on?”

“Yeah.” Mia tilted her hips to meet Tori’s hand slipping between her thighs.

When Tori found Mia’s dripping arousal, she cursed. Forehead resting on Mia’s shoulder, she slipped a finger inside. Mia dug her hips into the mattress, hands flying to Tori’s back and driving into her in a way that had become addictive.

“What did you like?” Tori slid in another finger, pace slow and shallow. There would never be anything better than the sensation of Mia tightening around her fingers. Of her gasping against Tori’s ear just before she held her breath.

The question prompted Mia to grab Tori’s wrist and pull her away. Before Tori could ask if she’d done something wrong, Mia was flipping her onto her back.

Wishing there were a million more lights in the room, Tori strained to see Mia straddle her hips. To see her take Tori’s fingers into her searing hot mouth, tongue swirling around them in a way that set Tori on fire.

“Fuck,” Tori panted, feeling Mia’s tongue on every inch of her body.

When Mia pulled Tori’s fingers out of her mouth, her breath was ragged and her core was pounding. “This is about what you like.” She dropped Tori’s hand and leaned forward, mouth blazing a trail over her neck. “About what you want me to do to you.” She continued down Tori’s chest, her abdomen, her left hip. “I want to give you every single thing you’ve ever wanted.” She parted Tori’s thighs before settling herself between them. “What do you like, baby?”

Just the sound of Mia’s voice, low and hot against her inner thigh, was almost enough to send Tori over the edge. She was going to have to do shockingly little to make Tori come. “There’s nothing you could possibly do that I wouldn’t like,” she promised.

Mia pressed her lips to Tori’s quivering inner thigh. “No direction?” She ran the tip of her tongue along Tori’s sensitive skin.

“Don’t use your teeth no matter what you saw in yourresearch,” Tori managed despite her dry mouth.

Staring down at the incredible sight of Mia between her thighs, inches from where she needed her so badly it hurt, Tori could have died from the anticipation. She would happily give up her life in exchange for the satisfaction of hearing Mia moan into her. To feel it vibrate through her core.

When Mia tossed her hair to one side, wrestling with it in her way, Tori taught her a basic lesson. Reaching over to her nightstand, she found a hair-tie in her drawer and passed it down to her.

“You’ll thank me,” Tori promised when Mia looked up at her in confusion.

Getting to her knees, Mia’s form in the low light was mouthwatering. No sight had ever been sexier than Mia tossing her hair into a messy bun before settling between Tori’s legs again.

And then Mia’s mouth was on her, and Tori’s eyes slammed closed, back arching off the bed. With a shattering moan, Mia dove into her, hands gripping Tori’s thighs. She’d expected Mia to move slowly as she explored something new, but she used every part of her mouth like she’d been starving for this moment.

Body shuddering, Tori reached down and cradled Mia’s neck. “Slower,” she moaned. “I want to feel everything you’re doing.”

Mia whined, but obediently pulled back. She shifted to something deadlier than unrestrained enthusiasm. Every pass of her tongue was deliberate, devastating. She tasted her like she wanted to memorize her. To savor her.

Fuck.

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