Page 64 of Only One Bed: Anthology Vol. 1
Ness wasted no time. Her tongue danced around each hardened peak, suckling at them like they were the sweetest of delicacies. A gasp slipped passed her lips when Bree pressed her thigh between Ness’s legs.
“You’re still so wet.” She moved around, her voice breathy and low, tinged with a moan. “Feel how slick you are? Baby’s been needing this for a long time, hasn’t she?”
Wow, that condescension was shockingly sexy. This woman was certainly testing how aroused she could become. All Ness could do was nod as a nipple popped free from her mouth.
“Do you want more?”
Her brows furrowed. “But it’s your turn…”
“Shh, we can both have fun.” Bree gripped her wrist, slowly sliding her hand down her body until it brushed the hair of her mound. “Touch me. But don’t you dare stop grinding against my thigh. Do you understand?”
Fuck. “Yes.” She swallowed.
Bree gave her a stern look as if she’d forgotten something.
“Yes, ma’am…?” Her brows lifted. Hopefully, that was right. And to think she was the boss in their professional relationship.
That earned her a smile. A smile that made Ness’s heart swell. Oh God, she could totally see herself falling for this woman. There would be no going back after tonight. No way of only being colleagues again.
Her touch trailed through Bree’s slightly damp pubic hair as she inched closer to her slit. Their combined scents made the air heady and intoxicating. She stared at Bree as her fingers dipped between her folds to nudge her plump clit. Her lover was so sexy, her mouth barely parting as a sigh released. Time seemed to disappear as she worked her fingers. Every undulation of Bree’s body brought her thigh up to Ness’s core.
Ness pulled her touch away, bringing fingers to her mouth to lick clean. She smirked.
“Come here.” Bree crooked a beckoning finger her way.
Their mouths met, opening for one another and sharing the lust on Ness’s tongue. Her touch found Bree’s slit once more. This time, she teased her opening a bit before slipping a finger, then another, into her. She pressed harder against the leg between her own, rocking back and forth. Ness never wanted this moment to end.
She devoured each and every moan Bree gave her, letting them all pound into the dam surrounding her heart. Maybe she would try again. Maybe she would let Bree in. The woman seemed to have the key. She prayed it wasn’t just the amazing sex talking.
Little whimpers escaped her throat now. Her slick cunt ground along Bree’s muscular thigh. So wet. So powerful beneath her. Bree’s pussy sucked at her fingers, greedy and hot.Fuck. It was becoming too much. She rode harder, faster.
“There you go.” Bree smiled against her mouth. “Let it all out, sweetheart. You’ve been holding all this in so long, haven’t you?”
Ness nodded, a soft whine following. She wanted to be talked to like this forever. It felt safe with Bree, safe to explore all of this. Whateverthiswas. Warmth rushed down her spine. She gripped Bree’s hip and rode, letting each wave crash within her.
“You have absolutely no idea how gorgeous you are when you come.” Bree stroked her cheek with the backs of her fingers.
She leaned into Bree’s touch, panting as her eyes opened once more. “I want to watch you now.”
Bree grinned, then moaned at Ness’s re-entry.
Ness had come twice now. It was time to give back, to finally hear what she’d only imagined in her dreams each night. Her touch began slowly, teasingly, then once again she pressed two fingers deep, curling up to stroke Bree from within.
“Don’t stop…” Bree’s eyes clamped shut. “Oh God, don’t stop.”
Ness fucked her, the pace growing steadier, quicker. The heel of her hand ground against Bree’s clit. Her body writhed beneath Ness. Ness wanted to lick her neck, to feel the tendons tense and release against her tongue, but that would mean missing the beautiful sight before her. She couldn’t do that.
Bree bucked into Ness’s hand. Her nipples were so taut. Her fingers gripped at the comforter. She moaned, her core pulsing and sucking at Ness’s fingers.
“And you say I look pretty when I come…” Ness teased as she watched her lover.
Bree chuckled, her body giving a few more spasms as Ness moved slowly, trying to keep her climax going. Bree reached up and grabbed her neck. She pulled her closer, their mouths crashing into one another.
Ness’s fingers disappeared into the softness of Bree’s hair, trailing along her nape and back up. Her lover’s hands roamed her body and pressed her closer. Their bodies fit so well together. She could get used to this. Used to how safe and happy she felt in Bree’s arms, like maybe nothing could ever hurt her again. Like maybe she could give love another try.
She slumped against Bree once their lips parted. Ness sighed, feeling limp and spent. “I still never got to taste you.”
Another chuckle. “We have all night and every day after that. There’s no rush.” She pushed Ness’s damp hair off her cheek.
“We do?” Ness gazed up at her. Did Bree want this as much as she did?
She nodded. “Only if you want.”
“I do want that.” Her fingertips traced circles along her skin.
Bree pressed a kiss to her lips and playfully slapped her backside. “Good. Now go to sleep, you little ass.”
“Yes, ma’am.” She snickered and nestled against Bree’s chest. She couldn’t wait to see what tomorrow brought.
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