Page 42 of Faking It (and falling in love)

That was all Alex needed. “You are unbelievably hot,” she said, gazing at Philippa’s chest and midriff. “But I think that we’re both incredibly overdressed right now.”

Philippa smiled. “I agree entirely.”

Alex stood up again, while Philippa stayed where she was, leaning back on her elbows on the bed. She watched as Alex slowly removed her shirt and bra. Her hands went to her belt, and Philippa couldn’t bear to simply watch. She stood to undo Alex’s buckle. She could see Alex’s neck and face flush as she unzipped her jeans.

Alex smiled and slipped Philippa’s shirt off her shoulders. It pooled on the floor, and Philippa wasted no time in undoing her bra and tossing it aside. Alex undid her trousers and Philippa stepped out of them. “I think you should get back on the bed,” said Alex.

“No,” said Philippa. “After you.”

Alex raised an eyebrow. “It’s like that, is it?”

Philippa gave a shy grin and nodded. So Alex shrugged and got onto the bed, naked apart from her knickers. She lay on her back and looked up at Philippa, who climbed on and swiftly straddled Alex. “You feel so good against my skin,” said Philippa, leaning down to feel her body against Alex’s and kiss her.Philippa adjusted herself so she had one leg between Alex’s, and Alex groaned.

“You’ve done this before,” said Alex.

“Nope. I’m just following my instincts,” said Philippa, dropping her head to Alex’s chest to kiss her smooth skin.

“Well, may I say that you have superb instincts,” said Alex, breathlessly. “Oh yes, there,” she gasped as Philippa took her nipple into her mouth, licking it first gently, and then sucking it.

Alex pushed Philippa gently away and turned her over onto her back. She lowered herself onto Philippa and smiled. “My turn to be in charge,” she said. She kissed Philippa while allowing her hand to trail slowly down her stomach until it reached the top of her knickers. “And these need to go.”

Philippa didn’t have the wherewithal to answer in words, so she just nodded and raised her hips. Alex pulled off the knickers and dragged a finger slowly down through Philippa, who thought she might actually die of happiness right there and then. She couldn’t recall a time when she had been this turned on with someone else in the room. She brought her hands to Alex’s waist, and pulled down her knickers, too.

“Good point,” said Alex, making quick work of removing them and returning to her place.

Philippa felt an intense closeness to the other woman as they lay skin to skin, nothing to divide them. She sighed, and for a second thought she might actually cry. She held back, aware that this would spoil the moment, and before she had another thought, Alex’s fingers had found where Philippa was wettest.

“Yes,” said Philippa. “Yes, more.”

Alex smiled and began to kiss Philippa’s neck as she pushed first one and then two fingers into her. Philippa stopped trying to make sense and instead gave in to the moment. She could feel the care Alex was taking, as well as how turned on thiswas making Alex. She wanted to touch her, too, but knew her dexterity would fail her at this moment.

“You are just gorgeous to touch,” said Alex, drawing her hand in and out in a steady rhythm, while Philippa’s breath accelerated. She adjusted her hand to move her thumb up and add a sensation that almost caused Philippa to come on the spot.

Philippa tried for a minute to delay the inevitable, but she couldn’t hold on any longer. She grabbed Alex’s back with both her hands and squeezed as she felt the force of pleasure and passion overtake her. If there had been no one else in the house, she knew she would have been noisier, but she managed to keep it down.

Once her orgasm had subsided, she held Alex close to her and breathed, wanting to hold onto the moment forever. Part of her wanted to hold onto Alex forever, too, but she knew that was probably just the biological chemicals. The alternative was too scary even to contemplate.

“I enjoyed that,” said Alex, her voice muffled by Philippa’s breasts.

“Oh my word,” said Philippa finally. “So did I.”

“I got that impression,” said Alex, popping up her head to look at Philippa’s face.

“There’s no need to look so smug,” said Philippa with a faux haughty look.

“Really? I mean, it’s been a while since I got a toaster oven,” said Alex.

“A what?” Philippa was confused.

“Google it,” said Alex with a wicked giggle. “But seriously though, you are a beautiful and incredibly sexy woman. I can’t even tell you how turned on I am right now. And that’s not to put you under any pressure to do anything you don’t want to, by the way.”

“Oh, Alex, there are many things I want to do,” said Philippa with a smirk. Then she flipped Alex onto her back and climbed on top of her. “Starting with this.” Slowly, she began to kiss her way down Alex’s body.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Philippa woke the moment her alarm went off. She looked across at Alex, who was stirring, and her mind flashed back to a few hours earlier, going down on the other woman and making her almost squeal so much she would have woken Dottie, if there hadn’t been two closed doors and half a house between them. She smiled to herself. Definitely something to be smug about, she decided.

“Morning,” said Alex, her voice crackling with sleep, her eyes still closed. Philippa enjoyed the fact that they were both still naked.

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