The Relationship Mechanic (Peach Blossom #2)

Thirteen

T he night had been a success. Vini was going to go ahead and call it. That didn’t mean it was over. Not by a long shot. She hadn’t invited Jessica out for any reason other than wanting to show her some of the great things that small-town living had available. Okay, that wasn’t totally true. She was hoping that Jessica would be at least slightly impressed. Even Vini knew that drive-in movies were mostly a thing of the past. Peach Blossom was just lucky enough to have one not too far from it. Vini had many fond memories of visiting as a kid, back when things hadn’t been so hard or so upside-down. Coming back with someone she was sort of, maybe seeing was a whole new experience.

Sitting in the darkened truck with only a tub of popcorn between them had been a test in patience. Jessica didn’t seem to feel it as she munched away on the sweet, salty kernels that always made Vini’s mouth water when she caught a whiff of them, but Vini had been more than a little aware of the tension rising between them. There had been a few looks shared between them and a lot of accidental finger brushes when they reached for the same kernel. If not for the reminder of the crowd of people around them, Vini would never have made it past the damn previews. As it was, when Jessica suggested taking things back to her suite at the bed and breakfast, it had taken everything in Vini to respond casually instead of immediately throwing the car into Drive and leaving a trail of spitting gravel in their wake.

Now though, she was almost nervous as she followed Jessica down the familiar hallway to her room. The air was quiet with only the occasional sound drifting in from outside the windows. No one had been up front to greet them, which wasn’t unusual but was helpful for keeping the knowledge of Jessica and her relationship on a need-to-know basis. When the door snicked shut behind her, Vini took a deep breath before turning to face Jessica.

The light was soft, making her tawny skin glow. Jessica’s eyes were half-lidded, giving her a sultry look that had Vini swallowing hard. How this woman had fallen into her lap was anyone’s guess. Vini still pinched herself on the daily to make sure she wasn’t perpetually walking around in a dream.

“Did you want—”

“Trust me when I say I want ,” Jessica interrupted. Vini’s cheeks heated, and she kicked herself at her own internal responses to Jessica. She was grown, damn it. She shouldn’t still be responding like it was her first crush. Deciding to take charge before her nerves got the best of her, Vini covered the scant few inches that had been between them. When she reached for Jessica, there was no resistance.

They fell together, mouths already parted to allow entry. Jessica kissed like a storm, her touch laying claim until Vini’s mouth tingled. Somehow her hands had found purchase on Jessica’s hips, tightening and releasing with each hit of arousal. Vini’s tongue slid forward, tangling with Jessica’s as she pressed and until there was nowhere left to go and Jessica’s back hit the closed door. It was thrilling to have her so close, and Vini wanted to take advantage of every moment.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” She hadn’t meant to sound so breathless, but it was the truth. Jessica was almost hard to look at. Sometimes Vini found herself without words when she caught sight of Jessica, her head thrown back in laughter. Reaching up, Vini cupped Jessica’s cheeks between her palms, enjoying their warmth. She brushed a thumb over Jessica’s kiss-swollen lips. They were lush and pillow-soft. It was damn near impossible to do anything but lean back in for more kisses.

Hands roamed and groans passed back and forth between their lips. Vini groaned when Jessica’s hands gripped her shirt but took a step back to free herself from it. That triggered something, and before she could pause to think, they both moved frantically, stripping their clothes before falling back against the door together.

Skin-to-skin was exactly where Vini wanted to be, and she moaned when their nipples brushed, hard with arousal and standing up in twin peaks. She kissed a fiery trail down Jessica’s neck, savoring each burst of salty flavor on her tongue. Hands cupped the back of her head, not guiding but simply holding steady, and Vini smiled. She continued her path, placing sucking kisses in the valley between Jessica’s breasts before sliding over and covering one nipple with her lips. She tongued the dips and ridges around, loving the texture and flavor that was uniquely Jessica. The groans that rained from above her spurred her on, and she sucked lightly before switching to treat its twin with the same fervor.

“Jesus, Vini,” Jessica panted out. Her back arched up pushing into Vini’s touches until Vini wasn’t sure if she was even still touching the door. “So good, baby.”

Vini shivered at the pet name before starting downward again. She had a destination, and her mouth watered just thinking about it. When she reached the dark curly hairs that framed Jessica’s cunt, she paused and took a deep breath. Food had nothing on the distinct flavor that could only be found in one place. She gripped under one of Jessica’s legs and guided it up to her shoulder so she could have more space to work.

“Shouldn’t we move to the bed?” Jessica huffed out. She went with Vini’s motions resting the back of her knee on Vini’s shoulder. “I don’t want to fall on you.”

“I would consider it a well-deserved death,” Vini replied, eyes zeroing in on the lips she wanted to kiss next. They were plump and inviting, and she gladly went to them. The heat of them on her tongue was almost as good as the taste. Almost.

Jessica’s loud moan almost made Vini rethink them being against the door. It was thick but probably not thick enough to muffle all the noises if someone walked by. The thought of that shouldn’t have been as thrilling as it was, and yet it had Vini pressing harder and faster, plunging her tongue between those heated lips as she chased the source of Jessica. She wanted to hear more of that siren song.

“Fuck. Deeper.” One of Jessica’s hands curled around Vini’s shoulder, gripping it tightly as the other pulled her face closer. Everything was wet and hot as Jessica’s hips began to lift with each flick of Vini’s tongue. “Your tongue...” Her head leaned back against the door with a thump.

With a smirk, Vini leaned back, enjoying the shudder that followed her tongue sliding between those moist folds. “My tongue what?”

“Oh, God, why are you stopping?” Jessica’s voice cracked on the last word, and Vini had to fight hard not to laugh at how offended she sounded.

“You said ‘my tongue.’ My tongue what?”

Jessica stared down at her for a beat before her lips quirked up. “Are you fishing for compliments when your face is buried between my thighs?”

Vini shrugged. “Now seems as good a time as any.” She leaned forward with faux nonchalance and huffed a breath over Jessica’s lips. This close, she could see the sheen of spit and slick on them, and she licked her lips to chase the flavor of them from her lips.

Jessica chuckled before trailing fingers over Vini’s still-sticky lips. Vini chased them, sucking a couple into her mouth and giving them the same treatment she planned to continue once Jessica told her what she wanted to hear.

“I can’t believe I thought you were sweet and innocent.”

Vini snickered. She didn’t know what the hell about her screamed sweet and innocent , but she made a note to make sure to do the opposite of whatever it was. “I don’t know what to tell you. Now, about my tongue.”

“You have a one-track mind.”

“Only when I really want something, and right now, I want you to finish your sentence so I can go back to finishing you.”

Jessica groaned and leaned her head back against the door again before looking back down at Vini. “Your tongue is fucking amazing. That’s what I was going to say, okay? It makes me lose my fucking mind, and then I can’t think about anything else but having more of it.” She cocked her head to the side. “Now, can you please get back to tongue-fucking me so I can come? I’ve been ready for this since you started licking popcorn butter from your goddamn fingers.”

With a soft cough to hide her laughter, Vini made good on her promise to get back to it now that she knew exactly what Jessica thought about her tongue. In the back of her mind, she knew she was going to exploit that information somehow, but right now, she just wanted to see Jessica fall apart.

“Yes,” Jessica hissed loudly, her grip on Vini’s shoulder tightening. Vini didn’t plan to waste any more time. She hiked Jessica’s leg higher spreading her more for her ravenous mouth. Her tongue curled and darted back between Jessica’s lips loving the way the walls of her cunt trembled. She put everything into it, bobbing her head forward and adding a couple fingers to push Jessica higher.

The nails scraping her back was her warning before Jessica slapped a hand against the door behind her and arched again. Vini didn’t let up, thrusting her tongue and fingers forward until Jessica’s body jerked and she gently pushed Vini’s head away.

“Jesus. I think I saw heaven.” Jessica smiled wide as her eyes continued to flutter. Vini helped guide her leg back to the floor. They were nowhere near done, but moving to the bed probably was for the best. Vini didn’t intend to let up until both of them were exhausted.

She stood up and smiled when Jessica reached for her. They kissed again, Jessica’s tongue darting forward as if chasing the taste of herself from Vini’s lips. Vini opened and let her taste her fill as she guided them toward the bed. They fell upon it, legs tangling until Vini wasn’t sure where she ended and Jessica began. When fingers brushed against the short hairs that framed her own pussy, Vini groaned.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” Jessica asked, eyes hooded as she gazed at Vini. The heat there matched the blazing inferno that was Vini’s own arousal.

“Not at all. Just wanted to give you a chance to catch your breath,” Vini teased. When those fingers continued on brushing lightly against the hood of her clitoris, Vini didn’t even try to hold in her gasp. She was engorged and sensitive with the need to be touched. She let Jessica push her leg up until Vini was spread enough for her hand to move.

“How sweet of you.” Jessica’s voice was like syrup, but her smirk had Vini snorting in amusement.

“There goes that word again,” she replied before leaning in for more kisses. “I don’t think that word fits me at all.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Jessica started. She slid a finger between the lips of Vini’s pussy before Vini could reply. Her finger moved easily with Vini’s own juices that had gathered as she enjoyed eating Jessica out. “I’m pretty sure there’s something sweet about you.”

Vini watched enraptured as Jessica lifted her hand, her finger glistening with Vini’s slick. Without waiting for her to speak, Jessica drew that finger into her mouth, sucking the fluid off and pulling her finger out again with a loud pop.

“You taste sweet to me.”

“Fuck.” There were no other words left to say. Vini reached, then pulled Jessica to her and captured that wicked mouth again. She knew she should probably get home, but all thoughts of the time vanished under heated groans that tumbled from their lips.