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Enid didn’t move at first, though. She just kept her lips around Caroline’s clit, listening to her breathe and feeling a hand on her head, which was trying to pull Enid’s hair out of the ponytail. Enid chuckled but still didn’t move her lips. Finally, Caroline dropped the hair rubber band to the floor somewhere, and Enid’s hair flowed. Caroline put her hands in it and ran them through it over and over. Enid decided to chanceit and pulsed her tongue against Caroline’s clit, silently asking if she wanted more because Enid definitely did. When Caroline moaned, Enid’s hand moved to her breast, and she squeezed it, playing with the nipple she’d been dying to touch.

Caroline covered Enid’s hand with her own and slowly moved them both down her body until it was on her hip.

“Please,” she asked of Enid so softly that it sounded a little like begging.

When Caroline formed Enid’s hand by folding two of her fingers into her palm, leaving her index and middle fingers straight, Enid knew what she was asking then, so she lowered her hand between Caroline’s legs and began sucking lightly on her clit while she moved them inside her.

“Yes!” Caroline moaned. “I’ve touched myself picturing you doing this.”

Enid groaned into her, wanting to ask so many questions, but she’d save those for later because she wasn’t about to stop what she was doing.

“Just now, in the shower,” Caroline added.

Enid groaned again, hoping that would be enough to tell Caroline that she loved hearing that and wanted her to say more.

“I… do it in the shower a lot… because of… roommate.” Caroline’s hands were massaging Enid’s head while Enid began slow thrusts and sucks. “And today… I needed it.”

“More,” Enid said, taking a quick break to breathe in through her nose before she returned her lips to Caroline’s clit and sucked a little harder while Caroline described what she’d done to herself just minutes before Enid had arrived.

“I had to be quiet because… someone… would hear.”

Enid thrust deeper then, feeling Caroline’s walls begin to close around her fingers.

“I came… so hard… but not… as hard…” Caroline rocked her hips. “As you made me… come just now.”

Enid curled her fingers.

“Oh, yes!”

Enid continued to curl over and over again before she thrust as deep as Caroline’s already tensing body would allow her to go. When Caroline came on the third thrust and nearly fell on top of her, Enid had to stop sucking and pull out her fingers to be able to use both hands to hold Caroline back up against the dresser. She looked up and watched Caroline come down. Caroline’s eyes were still closed. Her skin was flushed. Enid kissed her inner thighs before she kissed her stomach and ran her hands up and down Caroline’s sides, and when she stood, she immediately felt the pain of a rug burn on her knees. She wouldn’t be able to wear shorts for a while, but she didn’t care. She leaned in and kissed Caroline’s neck while she squeezed and massaged her breast, not ready to stop touching her yet. Wanting more of her, Enid slipped a thigh between Caroline’s and felt Caroline’s hands move to her ass.

“Do you want it here?” Caroline asked her when Enid began rocking her own sex over Caroline’s thigh.

“This way… first,” Enid replied between breaths.

She rocked against her while she kissed Caroline hard. Caroline kissed her back and moaned, probably because she could taste herself on Enid’s lips. Her hands cupped Enid’s ass and pressed Enid into her hard-muscled thigh. All those steps around campus and up and down the stairs had given Caroline amazing legs, and her firm thigh pressing back into Enid’s clit had her coming undone within seconds.

“Fuck,” she let out, wishing she could’ve lasted longer but needing to come.

Her hips weren’t so much rocking in rhythm anymore; they were erratically pressing and releasing against Caroline’s thigh until, finally, Enid came down and pressed her whole body against Caroline’s.

“I think I need to name these dressers now,” Caroline said as she placed soft kisses on Enid’s throat and shoulder.

“Huh?” Enid asked, not processing much right now.

“I’m thinking maybe Dean and Drew, but Drew is a girl.”

“What?” Enid laughed a little and pulled back to look into Caroline’s eyes.

“We just had sex against them. We can at least give them names,” Caroline replied with a smile. “What do you think? Dean is Viv’s dresser. It’s the one on top. Mine is Drew, the one on the bottom.”

Enid laughed and asked, “Does yourbedhave a name?”

“No,” Caroline said, shaking her head.

“Well, start thinking of one because we’re about to have sex there, too.”

“Fine. But you can’t watch me climb up there naked. Turn around,” Caroline told her.

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