Chapter Fifty-Four
After their meal of delicious food and more honesty than Ali had expected, she grabbed JT’s hand and led her up the stairs to their room. She caught JT looking at their hands and then around the room.
“What’s the matter, scared to have people see us together?” Ali said with a smile.
JT shook her head. “Overwhelmed. How many times in your life do you get to have a dream come true?”
Ali stopped and looked at JT’s face. She reached up and cupped her cheek. “You’ve already seen me naked.”
JT smiled. “I’m not talking about seeing you naked, although that was a transcendent experience. I’m talking about you, Ali Porter, choosing me. I dreamed of this from the time I was a kid and never in my life did I think it would happen. So don’t make fun of me for savoring it.”
Ali shoved her against the wall of the empty hallway and kissed her until she felt like she might explode.
Then she dragged JT to the suite the inn had set aside for the contest winners.
Inside, the bed was festooned with rose petals and two robes.
There was an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne as well as a platter of chocolate-covered strawberries on a side table.
“Wow,” JT said, taking in the sight. “They really went all out.”
Ali walked to the side table and inspected the offerings. “Looks like there are things from all the places we did the contest. Cocoa bombs, pastries, some candy, and obviously the strawberries look amazing.” When she turned back to JT, she discovered her looking hungrily at her.
Ali felt a wave of overwhelming desire. She had been such a bundle of nervous energy as she waited for JT to come back for their date, and then during everything with her mom and Kyle, she hadn’t spent enough time thinking about how gorgeous JT was.
JT cocked her head to the side as if she understood everything going on in Ali’s brain. “Come here,” she said, crooking a finger in a way that would have been cheesy from anyone else. From her, it made Ali so turned on, JT’s finger might as well have been inside her already.
Ali strutted over to her feeling more confident than she could remember ever feeling in her life.
This hot, muscular woman wanted her. She wanted her so much that she was willing to rearrange her entire life simply for the possibility of being with her.
Was there anything sexier than knowing someone would actually move mountains for you?
As Ali got closer, she held eye contact with JT and slipped out of her dress, revealing the brand-new lingerie she’d been saving for a special occasion. She’d ordered it when her divorce was finalized and was thrilled to have a reason to put it on.
JT looked ready to rip it off with her teeth. “Ali, you look so fucking unbelievable. Jesus, you’re killing me.”
“Good,” Ali breathed.
JT’s jaw slackened. “You said you had plans for me?”
Ali nodded slowly. She slipped her hands under JT’s jacket and slipped it off her shoulders. Ali let her hands feel every bit of JT’s shoulder muscles and then her arms, and she slid the jacket off and threw it on a chair.
Then she started on the buttons on the front of JT’s shirt.
She teased and took her time and watched as JT’s pupils blew wide.
She dragged a finger down JT’s front from her chest to the top of her pants.
She kept her eyes on JT, and her fingers moved to her zipper.
She opened JT’s pants and slid a hand around to grab her ass.
She tipped her chin up to look into JT’s eyes and waited for her to lean down. “Kiss me.”
JT dipped her head to bring their lips together. Ali squeezed her ass with one hand and pulled JT’s head down with a hand gripped in her hair. The kiss was searing. Ali slid her tongue against JT’s, teasing her until JT’s hips tipped forward against Ali’s.
JT reached for her, her hands roaming all over Ali’s skin, her fingers skimming along Ali’s lacy lingerie.
Ali hissed at the feeling of JT’s palm on her nipple.
She wasn’t going to get distracted from what she planned to do.
She’d been thinking about it for days and every time she pictured the scene in her head she got so wet she had to change her underwear.
“What do you want, Ali?”
Ali moaned. “I want to bend you over that bed and fuck you from behind.”
JT pulled back, looking stunned.
Ali froze. “I’m sorry. I said the wrong thing. Sorry, sorry…”
JT put one finger under Ali’s chin and tipped her face up. She gently kissed her. “Don’t apologize. You don’t have to apologize for wanting things.” She kissed Ali harder. “You want to fuck me?”
Ali nodded, feeling drunk but powerful. “Yes. You’re so hot. I’ve been imagining you bent over a desk.” She nodded to the bed. “But that will work, too.”
JT shrugged out of her shirt and let her pants fall to the floor. She tossed her shirt onto a chair and ran a hand through her hair, never taking her eyes off Ali. “So, you’ve been thinking about me?” JT sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for Ali to stand between her legs.
Ali obliged, her hands exploring JT’s thighs.
“You’re really hot, and honestly, I’m not sure we’ve spent enough time together without our clothes on.
” Her hands explored every bit of JT’s skin she had access to.
“When you’re not around it’s all I can think about.
My hands ache to touch you, and my mouth craves you. I don’t know how else to explain it.”
JT captured Ali’s bottom lip with her teeth and gently pulled back before letting go. Ali felt like she’d been lit on fire. She pushed JT backward and hovered on top of her.
“Is this okay?”
JT nodded and sucked Ali’s lip into her mouth again. “I like you on top of me.”
Ali ground her hips into JT and they both moaned at the contact.
“Do you know how hot it is that you let me be in control? I know you could probably pick me up and carry me over your shoulder with ease, but instead you give yourself to me.” Ali exhaled, overcome for a moment.
“Seriously. Do you know how hot that is?”
JT laughed. “Why don’t you show me?”
If Ali needed encouragement, that was more than enough.
She set to work, her tongue roving over every inch of skin she could find.
When she ran into JT’s bra, she took only a second to take it off before wrapping her lips around JT’s nipple and sucking and licking until JT’s back arched off the bed.
From there she worked her mouth down JT’s stomach to her underwear which she removed by hooking her fingers under the band and practically throwing them across the room. Ali got on her knees and licked a line along the inside of JT’s muscular thighs from one knee to the other, leaving JT gasping.
“Ali, please. I’m dying.”
Ali looked up, her mouth covered in wetness, and grinned. “Turn over.”
JT did as she was told. Ali couldn’t believe her luck as she stared at the shifting topography of JT’s back and her muscles shifted under her skin.
Ali reached out, running her hands over JT’s shoulders and back all the way down until her hands cupped JT’s ass.
Ali pressed her hips forward, leaning into JT and letting her weight settle against her.
JT arched into the pressure as she steadied herself on her elbows. Ali reached around to take JT’s breasts in her hands. She teased and stroked her nipples until JT was panting again and shoving herself back into Ali.
“Ali, please,” JT said between ragged breaths. She turned her head. “I swear to god, I need you to make me come or I’m going to do it myself.”
Ali laughed but followed JT’s instructions. One of her hands traveled to JT’s clit and stroked it slowly to match JT’s own thrusts. The other hand stayed on JT’s nipple, the pad of her finger rubbing back and forth in a matched rhythm.
“Inside,” JT gasped. “I want you inside me.”
Ali moved her fingers lower, thrusting them into JT’s swollen, soaked pussy. “Fuck,” Ali breathed, unable to hold back her own arousal at the feel of JT clenching around her. Their pace picked up and she pressed into JT and she rocked back against Ali’s hand.
“Harder,” JT said, her voice pleading and raw.
Ali obliged, her heart hammering in her chest, her own breath becoming ragged as they moved together. Suddenly, JT jerked forward, her insides seeming to grab Ali’s fingers tighter and tighter before JT released and fell forward against the bed, her arms giving out.
Ali stroked her through the aftershocks and then lay on the bed next to JT. JT rolled on her side so she could look at Ali. Ali let her eyes travel over her naked body. “God, you’re so hot.”
JT laughed. “How the fuck are you still wearing all of that? What kind of girlfriend am I?”
“The perfect one, if you ask me.”
JT shook her head. “Impossible. Please don’t expect perfection from me. You’ll be disappointed.”
Ali sighed. “I don’t think I will.” She inched closer and wrapped herself around JT. JT took the chance to unhook Ali’s bra. Ali pulled her head back. “What are you doing?”
“You’re wearing too much. I want access to your boobs, Porter. I have plans.”
“Oh yeah?”
JT nodded. “Unless you have any requests. I’m very accommodating if you have anything else you’ve been thinking about while I was gone.”
Ali’s mind went blank at the stunning amount of possible answers to that question. It was like JT asking made her lose all ability to communicate any more of her fantasies.
“You don’t happen to have a hockey jersey with you, do you?”
JT grinned. “No, but you’re into that?”
Ali nodded. “I want to wear your jersey while you go down on me.”
JT’s mouth hung open. “I—I can get to work on that. But for now?”
Ali smirked. “Be creative.”
JT moved closer, her eyes focused on Ali’s chest. Her intensity and the anticipation of JT’s tongue on her made Ali’s heart pound and her breath grow shallow.
JT ran her tongue in a circle around Ali’s nipple, teasing without touching it.
She did this until Ali thought she would scream of frustration.
JT let her tongue travel over her nipple in a gentle, then firmer swipe.
Ali didn’t know how long it lasted but JT did to her nipple what she’d done to Ali’s clit days before.
Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, Ali remembered reading that nipple orgasms were possible even if she’d never had one.
The longer JT’s mouth moved in slow, firm circles and flicked across the stiff peak of her hardened nipples, the closer Ali came to release.
“Jesus Christ, don’t stop.”
JT hummed happily and continued with her mouth moving between both breasts and her slowly moving to grab the back of Ali’s thigh. She let her fingers work closer and closer to the hem of Ali’s underwear until she touched them at Ali’s soaking center.
“Can I take these off?”
Ali nodded and moved to take them off herself. JT stopped her.
“Let me, please.” She gently tugged them off, being so careful to slide them down Ali’s thighs.
Ali let her legs fall open, practically begging JT to touch her. JT went back to sucking on her nipples, leaving Ali frustrated.
“JT, please. I want to come. I’m so close.”
JT’s hand slid up the inside of Ali’s thigh and quickly found her clit. Her fingers slid back and forth over it, and Ali felt herself winding tighter and tighter.
“Right there, I’m so close!”
JT smiled around Ali’s nipple and increased the speed of her licking and the rhythm of her fingers gliding through Ali’s soaked pussy. All that nipple play had brought Ali to the edge and it took no time at all for her to fall apart completely with JT’s fingers stroking her.
“Fuck, JT.” Ali cried out and then stilled. She rolled closer to JT, wrapping her as tight as she could as she came down from the intense waves of orgasms washing over her. After a minute she had the most intense urge to laugh. It started as a giggle and then grew.
JT picked her head up and looked down at her. “Are you okay?”
Ali laughed harder. “I can’t believe we can do that anytime we want.”
JT looked at her like she’d lost her mind.
“You asked to stay! You asked them to pick you so I get to keep having un-fucking-believable orgasms!” Ali laughed harder until she was wiping tears from her eyes. “How did I get so lucky?”
JT gave a wary smile. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Ali wrapped her in a tight hug and threw one leg over JT’s hips. “Yes! I’m great. You want to stay! I get to have you.” Ali gestured at JT. “I get all of you. How on earth did that happen?”
JT laughed. “Oh my god, I thought you were losing your mind.” This only made them both laugh harder. “But yes, I asked to be near enough that I can keep being your girlfriend, if you’ll have me.”
Ali cackled. “Have you? I plan to have you at least eighty-seven times a week. I’m going to have you all over my house.”
JT laughed and, after a few minutes, the two of them finally wore themselves out laughing and had to wipe away their tears. “You can have me as many times and for as long as you like. I love you, Ali.”
Ali smiled. “I love you, too. I really, really love you.”