Page 22 of Taken from Her
Diana was already trembling when Lavender's mouth found her center, back arching off the bed as the sensation of Lavender’s tongue overwhelmed her careful control. Lavender worked her slowly, thoroughly, savoring every gasp and whispered plea until Diana was begging for release.
Diana widened her legs even more, giving Lavender access to all of her. Lavender inserted two fingers, curling them upward to hit her most sensitive spot as her tongue lapped over Diana’s clit in quick strokes. With her free hand, Lavender snaked her arm around Diana’s lower back, pulling her body even closer against her face until Lavender felt smothered in the best way in between Diana’s thighs. She lowered her hand and ran it against the curve of Diana’s ass, squeezing it hard before running her hand down the curve of her crack.
Lavender didn’t rush.
She took her time, letting Diana's moans guide her, drinking in every twitch and shiver as if they were made just for her. Her tongue flicked faster, her fingers curling with precision, coaxing Diana closer and closer until she felt her thighs start to tremble.
But just before Diana could fall over the edge, Lavender slowed.
Diana let out a breathless, frustrated sound. “Why did you stop?”
Lavender kissed the inside of her thigh, then moved up her body slowly, her voice low and breathless against Diana’s ear. “Because I want to make you come again but deeper this time.”
Diana’s breath caught. Her eyes opened, pupils blown wide with lust and a flicker of curiosity.
Lavender kissed her again, deeply, and ran her hand gently along Diana’s side, fingers dragging lightly over her hip, then down to the curve of her ass. She gave it a teasing squeeze, then a firmer one.
“Is this okay?” she murmured, hand stilling at the top of Diana’s crease.
Diana bit her lip, then nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, it is.”
“Tell me if it’s ever not,” Lavender whispered, brushing soft kisses down her spine, pausing to nibble at the spot just above her tailbone. Her hand slid lower, between Diana’s cheeks, and her fingers traced the sensitive skin there, slow and deliberate. She watched the way Diana's body responded—the way her hips shifted, the sharp inhale she couldn't suppress.
Lavender kissed her again, then reached for the small bottle of lube she'd tucked into the bedside drawer earlier, silently thankful for the foresight. She warmed a little in her palm and coated her fingers, keeping her touch light as she returned her hand to Diana’s backside.
“Relax for me,” she said gently, pressing a kiss just below Diana’s ear. “Let me make you feel good.”
She circled the tight ring of Diana’s anus with one slick fingertip, not pushing—just teasing, letting Diana adjust to the sensation. Diana shuddered, her breath stuttering against the pillow.
“Oh my god…”
Lavender smiled against her skin. “Good?”
Diana let out a low, shaky laugh. “Better than I expected.”
Encouraged, Lavender pressed a little more firmly, slowly working the tip of her finger inside, all while kissing the side of Diana’s neck and caressing the softness of her belly. Her other hand never left Diana’s body, grounding her in warmth and pleasure.
“Breathe, baby,” she whispered. “You’re doing so good.”
Diana whimpered, hips pressing back just slightly. Lavender moved with her, adding more lube, gently easing her finger in and out, shallow and rhythmic. Her other hand found Diana’s clit again, stroking it softly, creating waves of pleasure that rippled through her entire body.
It wasn’t long before Diana was trembling again, her voice gone breathy and wrecked. “I’m so close…”
Lavender smiled and added a second finger to her front, pressing deeper this time while her slick finger at the back moved in time, just barely inside, creating an intoxicating double sensation. Diana's entire body arched, a strangled moan escaping her throat as she shattered around Lavender's hands, shaking and gasping.
Lavender held her through it, kissing her spine, stroking her hip, whispering soft, loving encouragement against her skin. She didn’t pull away until Diana’s body finally stilled, boneless and glowing.
“I can’t feel my legs,” Diana murmured, half-laughing.
Lavender grinned and kissed her shoulder. “That’s okay. I’ve got you.”
“That was…” Diana’s voice was wrecked, the words falling apart on a breath.
She pulled Lavender up with trembling arms, catching her mouth in a kiss that was raw and desperate. Lavender melted into it, feeling the lingering tremors still working through Diana’s body. It made her chest ache in the best way to be the one who’d done that to her.
“I’ve never…” Diana whispered when they finally parted.
“Never?”
