Page 95 of Beaches, Bagels & Babes
“Go on. It might not be a 5-star meal, b—”
Whatever quip Daisy had been about to make was lost in her throat. Instead, she convulsed, gasping as Candace went to work.
There was nothing shy about the way she suckled and lapped. Her mouth moved with an almost selfish urgency, exploring with a voracious appetite. Velvety lips hummed with her muffled moans, drawing out the same sounds from Daisy.
“God-d-damn, Candace,”Daisy heard herself utter. “Didn’t I just feed you?”
A muted whine of“More”came from between her legs.
With a subtle ponytail tug, she slowed the woman’s pace while urging her deeper. She exhaled a cross between a laugh and a cry as Candace tongue-fucked her one swirling probe at a time.
A hand gripped around Daisy’s back, pressing her forward. The other joined Candace’s tongue and thrust along with the muscle. Those long, delicate fingers took over filling Daisy, stirring her, while Candace’s mouth migrated.
From little licks to full kisses, she showered every inch of Daisy’s pussy with reverence. It was hard to tell if it was totease or savor, but she took her time. The wait—here and the entire time it had taken them to be together—was worth it.
Whiteness blanked Daisy’s vision as Candace’s lips fell over her clit. She could not help clenching the hand ensnared by golden coifs, but Candace did not seem to mind; it spurred her faster. Daisy leaned back and sank into satisfaction.
It really was a beautiful night.
The carnal crackling of Candace’s fingers through Daisy’s slick blended with the distant crash of ocean waves. Outside, the persistent gale buffeted the plywood frame, pounding harder and harder just like her heart. Her eyes fluttered shut so that she could let the sounds and sensations wash over her.
There was no great cresting as she came.
Since riding that roller coaster, Daisy had already been at the top. Now, she was falling. Taken by a delicious, downward spiral of desire spun by the woman between her legs.Downdowndowndiving into depths she never thought she would reach.
When the touch became too much, Daisy gave the slightest tug, and Candace pulled back. She released the locks bundled in her fist. Observing Candace, the way she sat back on her heels, looking so proper; her messy, sweat-matted hair; the mingled juices that sheened over her mouth; the silvery trails that sleeked down her long neck, past her halter collar, to gather in her cleavage and the seaglass daisy nestled there…
Daisy’s breath caught at the sight of this Candace, who was meant only forher.She shuddered as contractions tensed her center, and yet another orgasm rippled throughout her body. The plywood shook as she fell back, utterly spent.
“Holy hell,”Daisy puffed. She was so numb with pleasure, she did not even care that there was a splinter jabbing her back. In her hazy periphery, she was aware of Candace’s chuckle while she went about the space gathering Daisy’s clothes.
Sitting beside her, Candace nuzzled Daisy’s neck. Hot breath tickled as she said, “What can I say? I’ve wanted to try that flavor for a while. And I want it again… and again… and…”
The words turned to butterfly kisses, drawing contented sighs from Daisy’s throat with each one. Turning, she caught Candace’s jaw and her lips. The taste of her, of herselfonher, was the sweetest flavor of all.
If it were possible, Daisy would have stayed there forever. However, breaking into their blissful moment, reality came crashing in.
It had been a bad idea to turn on the light strip.
Beneath the lifeguard stand, there was the sound of a car coming to a stop. The engine cut, and a door creaked open.
Daisy and Candace shared a look of panic. They scrambled to their feet while the first ladder rung creaked with their interrupter’s weight.
A grumble came over the floor ledge. “Damn horny teenagers… can’t get a room…”
Candace hissed, “What do we do?”
There was no other option. Daisy grabbed Candace’s hand and urged her to climb atop the bench. From there, they could reach the halfwall lip.
Or haul themselves over it.
“Abandon ship!”
Together, Daisy and Candace leaped down. Truthfully, Daisy landed with more of a scramble, while Candace, in her yogi balance, managed a far more graceful tumble. As they ran away, though, there was no finesse to be found.
The beach patrol person gave a half-hearted attempt at chasing after them. However, as they hunkered down in a thicket beside a dune, he appeared to give up. The tension melted with the sound of his footfalls turning back towards his vehicle. If they hightailed it back to the boardwalk, he would never find them.
As Daisy started to emerge from their cover, Candace stopped her.
