Page 57 of Serpentine Valentine
Gorgeous girl riding me like that.
I can’t wait to see you come for me.
If I dipped my hand beneath the water, how wet would I find you? Would you soak my palm? I would lick your sweet nectar from my fingers, and that alone might make me come too. Would you like that?
I rode her harder and harder, water sloshing over the tub to splash against the floor, candles hissing as they were snuffed out.
But it wasn’t enough.
I needed her to really touch me. I wanted her fingers inside me, her tongue on other places than just my swollen, aching mouth.
“Please,” I begged her, unable to articulate exactly what I needed, only that I needed her. “Lex.”
“Hush, Lux, I’ve got you.”
My hair was coiled around one of her fists but she dipped the other beneath the water to wrap around my hip and palm my ass, urging me to thrust harder. The sensation of her nails digging into my flesh sent electric currents of pleasure straight to my pussy.
“Oh my God,” I panted, tipping my head back as Lex pressed kisses from my mouth down my jaw to my neck.
Her teeth scraped my throat, sending sparkles through my blood. “I’m dying to touch your sweet pussy, Luna. To feel your wet heat around my fingers and press into you knuckle deep.”
“Yes,” I hissed, drawing the exclamation into four long syllables.
“But you have to earn that,” she teased wickedly, nipping at my earlobe. “You have one minute to come apart on my thigh or I’ll put you on your knees and use you to get off myself.”
“Holy shit,” I croaked a second before her teeth closed over my neck and clamped down hard.
I broke apart like waves against the shore, dissolving into particles of bright energy that surged and bucked against immovable Lex. She pinned me to her with those strong teeth, the hand wrapped tight in my hair and the one squeezing my bottom so tightly I knew I would bruise. I wanted to stay there forever, panting against the damp shoreline of her hair, pressing open kisses to the cliff drop of her jaw.
It was at that moment, as stormy pleasure gave way to soft, lapping waves of contentment that I realized how thirsty I had been all my life. Parched. That I had always been programmed to lust after something I’d never thought I needed until Lex caught my eye in the quad, strong and dangerous as an indignant goddess, and the urge to drop to my knees in worship had first claimed me.
Her hold on me gentled as I dropped my heavy head to her breasts, lying still and sodden between her legs. She stiffened slightly when Icurved one arm around her waist and tentatively cupped the other one around the breast opposite the one that cushioned my cheek.
The moment she relaxed felt like a triumph.
Holding her was so different from holding Pierce. She was no less strong or powerful in her own right, but I loved the sloping topography of her curves and the sweet scent of her ridiculously soft skin. I loved how our bodies molded to each other instead of just mine to the hard edges of a man. Our flesh together made a kind of yin and yang.
Tears burned the backs of my eyes and spilled free from my lashes to streak down Lex’s wet skin. They weren’t tears of sadness, but of cleansing. The bath felt suddenly like a baptism, a welcoming to the very nature of who I was and who I was meant to love.
Lex used the pitcher of clean water to rinse the conditioner out of my hair, careful not to disturb me. Done, she gently collected and coiled the length of my hair on top of my head and fastened it with the wet velvet ribbon.
“Thank you,” I whispered, the broken fragments of the words falling to her chest. “For saving me tonight, Lex.”
Not just tonight, I thought, almost mad with epiphany. Part of me wanted to dance naked in wonder, hollering to the tree tops about how wonderful it was to know and acknowledge this side of me. But part of me was still afraid, no,moreafraid, because now I had more to lose than my mother’s regard or my reputation.
I was very much at risk of losing my heart.
“My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.”
––Shakespeare,Romeo and Juliet
Lex
“How didyou know you liked girls?”
