Page 26 of High Side
“Fuck. Right there.” She drew one leg up, grabbing her knee as she rocked under the touch.
“Uh-huh. You’re so hot and wet. God, I could just touch you all night long.”
“Okay.” She could go with that. In theory. In reality she might crash and burn after one orgasm, considering how hard she’d worked today. But one orgasm with someone else was worth three alone.
Maybe five.
Her abs fluttered, the coil of need in her cunt stealing her breath. She tossed her head, and Brittany pushed inside her with two fingers, getting right to the main event. She grunted, squeezing down to help ease the ache.
“I need…”
“I got you.” And Brit was giving it to her, not letting up for a second. Brittany bit her, right where her shoulder would be hidden by her tank top, and damn.
That made her shake.
She came so hard that her cry rang out, the sound echoing in the air.
“Mmm. That’s it, Ky. So damn pretty.” Brittany eased her back down to earth, finally just pressing down against her to cuddle up.
“Whoa.” She laughed, the release of tension leaving her feeling loosey-goosey. “That was fine, honey.”
“Just fine?” Brit kissed the underside of her jaw. “That was amazing.”
Okay, that felt good, didn’t it?
“Yeah.” She stroked Brittany’s hair, letting herself touch just because now. No purpose. Simple contact. “I’m glad you spoke up.”
“Me too. I was thinking of just slinking off, tail between my legs, but you seemed like you were worth fighting for.”
“Damn, you have a way with words.”
“Fuck, no.” Brittany’s dark eyes sparkled. “I’m a dork who says weird shit all the time. You just inspire me.”
“That’s cool, honey. It really is. You gonna hang out here tonight?” Kylie wanted Brittany to stay.
“Am I going to have to run the gauntlet of shame in the morning?”
“Totally. The others will give you no end of shit.”
Brittany tilted her head, but she was laughing. Kylie felt it against her ribs. “Bring it on. I’ll stay.”
“Good deal.” She’d been holding her breath. She wanted more time with this amazing girl.
“Yeah. Now, let me up, I need to pee.”
Kylie cracked up, letting go of Brittany to watch her spring out of bed.
She had a feeling this was never going to be a dull ride.
However long it lasted.
Eight
“Hallie, Gin, Jayden, you’re with me!” Joe was calling out as Brittany dragged her ass into the shed the next morning. She was sore and tired, and it felt amazing. “Jilly, too. Ah, Brit, nice to see you,” he teased. “You’re with Ky.”
“I’ll trade you Brittany for Jilly,” Kylie called out, and her cheeks heated, but they’d agreed on this, so she was going to brazen it out.
“Oh, it’s like that, is it? You wear her out and then give her to me?” Joe hollered, and Kylie nodded and bowed.
