CHAPTER 25
M yra wasn’t sure what to pack. She was just going next door and for only a night, but it would be her first time sleeping over with Elisa.
She pulled open her underwear drawer and grabbed a change for tomorrow.
Spotting something else she hadn’t used in a very long time, she thought about tucking it into her bag but thought better of it.
Tonight, they were just going to sleep, and when they had sex for the first time, Myra wouldn’t be pulling out a strap-on.
She would wait until they had a chance to talk about it first and find out if Elisa would even want that.
She grabbed a pair of socks, folded a uniform shirt and pants for the next morning, and then hung them back on their hangers because she wasn’t going on a trip.
She would be next door and could come back here in the morning to change before work.
She packed some pajamas, tossed her phone and wallet into the bag, and left.
The rain had stopped, thankfully, because she had yet to fix Elisa’s roof.
She had put some plastic over the leaks to stop them from getting any worse, but that wouldn’t hold up for much longer.
She chastised herself for being too caught up in Elisa, not fixing her house sooner, and knocked on the door.
When it opened, Elisa stood there, and she was no longer dressed in the comfortable clothes she had been in earlier.
“Oh, wow,” Myra let out softly, mostly to herself.
Elisa was wearing black lingerie. It was a one-piece lace number Myra could see through, and she had to swallow as her eyes lowered to Elisa’s full breasts and then, lower still, to the dark patch of hair beneath that black lace.
She raked her eyes over Elisa’s body once more before she looked up and into Elisa’s dark ones.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
When Elisa nodded, Myra quickly tossed her bag inside the house and moved until she had Elisa in her arms. Having kicked the door closed behind her, too, she pressed Elisa to it and reached for the lock to turn it.
Then, she met Elisa’s eyes again and waited because Elisa appeared to be catching her breath, and Myra needed her to be certain that this was what she wanted. She wanted no regrets between them.
“You are stunning,” she said as she ran her hand down between Elisa’s breasts and over her stomach. “So sexy. Did you put this on just for me?”
“Yes,” Elisa replied so softly that Myra almost didn’t hear her.
She was trembling a little, so Myra thought about pulling back and suggesting that they wait, but Elisa would probably always be nervous about this.
Hell, Myra was nervous as well. It had been a long time since she’d been with anyone, and she wanted this to be perfect for both of them but especially for Elisa, who deserved to have someone worship her.
Myra leaned in and pressed her lips to Elisa’s.
She kissed her slowly and let her hands roam over soft skin and lace.
She hadn’t changed from the soft jeans she’d put on when she’d gotten home earlier and was surprised to hear the zipper on them lowering.
She looked down to find that Elisa’s hands were on the button, and her jeans were now undone.
“I want you. You have no idea how much,” Elisa said a bit louder now.
Myra reached for her own T-shirt and pulled it up and off while Elisa’s eyes went to her sports bra.
“God, you’re perfect,” Elisa said as she licked her lips.
“Like, all my fantasies are coming to life.” She ran her hands over Myra’s chest, not resting on Myra’s breasts but rubbing over her nipples just enough to make them peak.
“I’ve always wanted to do that.” Elisa looked down at the now-hard nipples. “Can I taste them?”
“Yes,” Myra replied.
Elisa lowered her head, not waiting for Myra to remove her bra, and dragged her tongue over the fabric experimentally.
“Do you want to really taste them?” Myra asked .
Elisa nodded.
“You can take it off.”
Elisa looked up and into Myra’s eyes before she reached for the bra and pulled it up and over Myra’s head, letting it fall to the floor. Her eyes lowered again then, and she stared at Myra’s breasts.
“Beautiful,” she muttered.
“So are yours,” Myra replied. “I can’t believe you wore that for me. You’re so sexy.”
Myra’s hands moved to Elisa’s hips, and she was going to bring them close to each other again, but Elisa’s lips were back on her right nipple, sucking it hard without any fabric barriers now.
Myra slid her fingers into Elisa’s hair and held her there, wanting her to know just how good this felt.
It had been far too long for her, yes, but it was more than that.
It was the fact that Elisa was the one touching her right now, that Elisa was allowing Myra to share in this experience with her, and that Elisa was wearing the sexiest fucking lingerie Myra had ever seen.
When Elisa’s mouth moved to Myra’s other nipple, she got a little braver with this one, nibbling on it to make it rise before sucking it back into her mouth.
“Fuck,” Myra let out.
Elisa moaned, and the vibrations went through Myra’s nipple and straight down to her core. She couldn’t hold in the want anymore, so she moved, bringing their lips together and kissing Elisa hard as she pressed her to the door.
“Do you want to go upstairs?” she asked as she kissed Elisa’s neck and massaged Elisa’s breast, lightly playing with her hard nipple.
“No. Here,” Elisa said. “Here first,” she added. “So hot.”
Myra licked her earlobe and sucked it before she asked, “Are you sure? We can go slow up in your bed.”
“No, please. I’ve never…” Elisa stopped.
Myra pulled back and looked into her eyes, concerned.
“I’ve never been wanted like this before, and I want to be…”
“It’s okay. You can say it. You can tell me anything.” Myra cupped her cheek. “Anything you want is yours, baby.”
“I want to be fucked against this door by someone who wants to fuck me .”
Myra felt her own wetness pool in her boy shorts, and she nodded, knowing she would happily give Elisa anything she wanted right now.
“Whatever… you… want,” she replied against Elisa’s lips. “Are you ready for me?”
Elisa nodded again, so Myra kissed her and found the straps of the black lace at Elisa’s shoulders.
They were in her way of roaming and kissing the soft skin there, so she pushed them down hard, hoping that was okay.
The cups of the see-through bra were yanked next, and she marveled at Elisa’s breasts for a second before she licked her lips and knelt, pulling at the one-piece number to reveal Elisa’s stomach next.
She kissed her there over and over as she breathed her in, and she could tell that Elisa was definitely ready for her.
“You smell so fucking good. God, I can’t wait,” she said and tugged at the lingerie until it was all the way down around Elisa’s ankles.
Elisa then lifted her legs for her, one at a time, and let her take it off the rest of the way and toss it to the side. With nothing in her way now, Myra moved her face to Elisa’s center and breathed her in again before she took Elisa’s hands and placed them on the back of her head.
“Do not let me go until you’re done coming,” she ordered. “Lift your leg over my shoulder, baby. I need to taste you.”
Elisa lifted a shaking leg over Myra’s shoulder and put her hand back in place at the back of Myra’s head.
“Now, put me where you want me.”
Elisa pushed Myra’s head into her sex, and Myra spread her folds with her thumbs.
“I want you. I want you. I want you,” she told Elisa over and over again as she licked her lips and then let her tongue dance in Elisa’s plentiful wetness. “You taste so fucking good,” she added .
She meant it, too. She leaned in again and felt trembling thighs around her head as she continued to lick Elisa’s clit, earning moans and gasps.
“You’re so hard,” Myra said before she licked again.
“I’ve been ready for you,” Elisa replied.
“I can tell.” She smirked.
Then, Myra sucked.
“Oh, God!”
She sucked harder.
“Fuck me!” Elisa’s hands pushed Myra into her.
And Myra wanted to fuck her. She wanted to push inside Elisa with her fingers.
“Yes! Fuck me!”
So, Myra did. She placed one finger at Elisa’s entrance, not sure how tight she would be, and gathered Elisa’s wetness before she slid it inside.
“Oh, yes,” Elisa said softly.
Myra continued to suck, offering nibbles with her teeth every so often, and pulled out to add a second finger and push back inside.
“Is that what you want?” she asked.
“Yes! Yes!”
Myra went back to sucking and thrusting, and Elisa’s hips began rocking against her mouth even faster as Myra curled her fingers inside her.
“Oh… What? Yes, that. Again,” Elisa said.
Myra curled again.
“God, that’s… so…”
Myra curled and curled before she thrusted deep again, sucking and moaning against Elisa’s clit.
“I’m…” Elisa stopped.
Myra opened her eyes and looked up at the sexiest thing she had ever seen. Elisa’s breasts were bouncing slightly. Her nipples were rock-hard. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was open.
“Play with your nipples, baby,” Myra said before she sucked again .
Elisa’s hands moved from the back of Myra’s head to her own nipples on command, and she twisted them and squeezed her breasts, massaging them.
“I’m coming!”
Myra continued to thrust, and she sucked on the hard clit faster and faster until Elisa was screaming, and her hands were back on Myra’s head, keeping Myra in place just as Myra had asked her to do earlier.
“I can’t. I can’t…”
Myra looked up, unsure what Elisa was saying to her, but then she realized.
Elisa had come already and was either still coming down from her orgasm or about to come again, so Myra curled her fingers, finding that same spot Elisa had liked so much earlier.
Instead of sucking, she started licking around Elisa’s sensitive clit and let her rise back to the precipice before she pulled the clit between her teeth and sucked it deep into her mouth, not wanting to let it go until she made Elisa come once more.
“Oh, my God,” Elisa let out after finally coming down from her second orgasm.
Her hands fell away from Myra’s head and rested limply at her sides. Myra continued to kiss around her clit and stayed inside her, letting her fingers dance around ever so slowly to give Elisa a short break before she made her come again.
“I don’t think I can keep standing,” Elisa added.
“I’ve got you,” Myra said, looking up to meet her eyes.
“You do?” Elisa asked.
“Yes,” she replied as her fingers pushed in a little deeper. “Again, if you want.”
“Again? Already?”
“All night long,” Myra offered. “I will happily make you come all night long.”
“What about you?”
“What about me?” she asked.
“You know…” Elisa replied with wide eyes.
“I’m perfect right where I am,” she answered honestly.
Her lips moved back to Elisa’s clit, which was still rock- hard. She smirked at it before she gently ran her tongue along its length, earning a gasp from Elisa.
“You seem to like me down here,” she noted.
“I love you down there,” Elisa replied.
Myra smiled up at her and said, “One more, and then I’ll stand up and fuck you against this door again.”
“God, yes,” Elisa said, closing her eyes.