Page 92 of Harbor Lights

“What are you in such a rush about?” Shiv pulled her to a stop.

Turning, she took Shiv’s face in her hands and touched her lips. She couldn’t help herself these days. There seemed like no good reason to ever keep her hands off Shiv.

On tiptoes, Shiv kissed her back. Her lips were soft and warm, and utterly irresistible. They twisted into a smile before Shiv pulled back.

“You’d better get me home, then.”

“If you keep delaying us, I’ll carry you there over my shoulder.”

“Hey, I’m notthatsmall!” Shiv pushed past her and jogged up the hill. Con followed with renewed determination, until they reached the cottage.

Shiv pushed open the door and pulled her inside, kicking the switch to a floor lamp that softly lit the cabin. The way she treated Con, with such gentleness, almost reverence, was such a turn on. Con got the feeling Shiv would happily take her there in the doorway, but from the beginning, she’d understood Con took a little longer to get physically aroused, even if she was already there emotionally.

The kisses Shiv was placing along her collarbone were definitely helping. She tipped her head and captured Shiv’s roaming lips. Shiv’s tongue slipped into her mouth in a move she felt firmly between her legs.

She pulled back. “Jesus, Shiv, what you do to me.”

Shiv grinned up at her while pulling off her coat and throwing it, along with her own, onto the couch. Then she drew Con gently into the small bedroom with the brightly painted iron bed. Shiv unbuttoned her shirt and gently pushed her back.

Con conceded, relaxing back onto the soft surface without taking her eyes from Shiv’s wide pupils, showing black in the dim light.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Con.” Shiv’s voice was pure lust. “You don’t want to know what I do in this bed when I have to stay here alone.”

“Idowant to know.” Con swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. “You could show me?”

Shiv’s smile lit her face, crinkling the skin next to her eyes. She pulled her sweater and sports bra over her head in one motion, throwing them on the floor. Her jeans and underwear soon followed.

Con’s eyes roamed, taking in every inch of Shiv’s nakedness as she kneeled on the bed alongside her. Reaching for her, Con’s own hands looked large and ungainly when she rested them on Shiv’s slight hips. Shiv batted them away.

“You need to get rid of some clothing first.”

Slowly and deliberately, she unbuckled Con’s belt and slid her trousers down her legs. Con impatiently kicked them off. She no longer felt even a hint of reluctance to bare herself to Shiv. The reaction she saw in her eyes, in her behavior, was enough to reassure her she was admired. She reached again for Shiv and lifted her astride her thigh. Shiv leaned on her hands and lowered her head. Con kissed her deeply until she felt it in every fiber. When she pulled back, there was color in Shiv’s cheeks and her lips were shining and swollen.

Shiv smiled seductively. “Now. Where were we? Ah, yes. You wanted to watch.”

She raised up and slid her own hand down her flat stomach and lower into the triangle of black hair that held so much promise. She slid two fingers in deep and gasped, then withdrew them, showing the glistening tips to Con.

“Ahh.” That was the best Con could do. She wanted to take Shiv’s fingers and lick them clean, but she didn’t want to spoil the show. Instead, Shiv took the digits into her own mouth and sucked hard, letting out a groan.

Con’s hips bucked involuntarily, and Shiv laughed. “You like that?” Her languid, unrushed lovemaking was such a contrast to her regular energetic behavior.

“Is it my turn yet?” She wanted Shiv to touch her like that. To enter her and find her ready, more than ready.

“Of course.” Shiv grinned wickedly and took Con’s hand, running it up her leg and into her folds. This was not what Con meant, but it would do just fine. Shiv was hot and swollen, and she enjoyed her groan when she ran her fingers across her clit. Shiv guided her deep inside with her own hand, then arched her body, pushing her hips toward Con as she began a rhythm, curling inside. When Shiv tightened around her fingers, she increased the rhythm and pushed Shiv’s hand aside, so she could stroke her clit in time with the thrusts.

Shiv gasped and pushed against her hand. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come already.”

“That’s just fine, darling. We’ve got all night.”

Shiv tensed against her fingers, then froze. She let out a long moan and her whole body went tight as a bowstring. Con kept up the rhythm and the moans increased until Shiv bucked violently against her hands and collapsed on top of her.

She kissed the side of Shiv’s face and down her neck until Shiv’s breathing started to ease.

“You okay there?”

Shiv raised her head with apparent effort. Her eyes were glassy and half hooded. “Fuck, yeah. How do you keep doing that to me?”

“Just a natural, I guess.” She flipped Shiv over onto the bed and kissed her. Shiv grasped her shirt, but she sat up and pulled it off, folding the linen carefully, so she wouldn’t look completely rumpled in the morning walking down to the quay. Her top followed and she turned, almost naked. Shiv reached out, wearing a smile like the cat that got the cream. She pulled Con down alongside her and cupped her breasts, thumbing both nipples.

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