Chapter 4 #2
Olivia’s fingers traced down her rib cage while her mouth released Jaime’s nipple and instead, she shifted downward, her own nipples trailing along Jaime’s skin, stirring nerves to fire until Olivia settled between Jaime’s thighs.
Jaime’s chest heaved, and for a second, she worried she might hyperventilate.
Olivia slid her tongue along Jaime’s groin while trailing her hands down Jaime’s legs, spreading them farther apart. She bit the soft skin of Jaime’s inner left thigh, pressing her fingers into the flesh of her right one.
Jaime hissed at the sting, groaning at the hard throbbing it caused.
Olivia moved her head to hover her mouth right above Jaime’s heat.
Catching her breath, Jaime’s body grew taut as she awaited Olivia’s mouth descending upon her.
She longed to kiss the knowing smirk off Olivia’s lips.
Why did she find her so attractive again?
A moan bled from her lips in answer and her body sagged further into the mattress when Olivia licked up her length.
Olivia groaned, the noise and reason behind the sound ratcheted Jaime’s arousal tenfold, and she whimpered when Olivia’s clever tongue explored her wetness, as if intent on creating a reference map of Jaime’s anatomy, marking all the spots and areas making her twitch, moan, and groan.
Then she pulled back.
A dismayed sound spilled from Jaime’s lips.
“Have you ever tasted yourself?”
Jaime swallowed hard but didn’t answer, her heart still galloping at a rapid pace. She felt almost disoriented at having her fast climb interrupted.
Olivia chuckled, and rising, she crawled up Jaime’s body until she paused above her. Before she could lower her head and kiss her, a moan broke from her lips when Jaime rose and drew one of Olivia’s nipples into her mouth.
Jaime pinched the other nipple while sucking harder, rasping her teeth along the pebbled flesh.
“That’s…not what I had in mind.” Olivia’s fingers tangled in Jaime’s hair.
Jaime smiled against Olivia’s skin, still so hot. She wrapped her arms around Olivia’s torso, digging her fingers into her back, hard, as she switched nipples and continued her assault.
“God,” Olivia gasped, arching her back and pushing her breast deeper into Jaime’s greedy mouth.
Jaime scraped her nails down Olivia’s back hard enough to leave marks, but judging by the shudder running through her lover, the gesture was more than welcome.
Olivia pulled back, panting. “Now I feel as if I should have a refresher before I offer you a taste.”
Jaime’s chest heaved and her eyes glowed. “Go ahead.” She leaned back down and widened her legs.
Olivia’s jaw clenched. She rushed back and stretched out between Jaime’s legs. There was no teasing, she just lowered her head and licked through Jaime’s drenched core.
Suppressing a moan, Jaime’s white-knuckled grip on the sheets tightened when Olivia sucked her clit into her mouth while pushing two fingers inside, spreading them wide.
Jaime groaned, stifling a sob when Olivia pulled away again and climbed up once more, this time meeting Jaime’s lips in a hungry, eager kiss.
Olivia’s teeth scraped over Jaime’s tongue as their hips rocked together.
Tightening her hold behind Olivia’s back, Jaime pulled her ever closer and deepened the kiss, overcome by their combined flavors. She had always avoided tasting herself—the act too intimate to share with her fleeting past encounters—not that she’d ever tell.
Suddenly, overcome with the urge to sample Olivia, Jaime broke the kiss, taking in Olivia’s flushed face and blown pupils. “Come up here.” Her hands found Olivia’s hips, tugging at them.
Olivia’s eyes widened, but she smiled and hurried up to straddle Jaime’s head. She hovered above her, looking down at Jaime and grasping the headboard.
Jaime swallowed hard when she looked up at Olivia’s glistening, wiry curls, the swollen folds beckoning her to lick them, to suck each one into her mouth.
Olivia’s muscular thighs trembled, and Jaime ran her hands up her outer thighs before grabbing Olivia’s ass and pulling her down.
Moaning, Olivia settled her heat onto Jaime’s hungry mouth.
Gripping Olivia’s ass cheeks, Jaime licked along her wetness, sampling her tangy flavor, the velvety fluid clinging to her tongue.
Olivia rocked her hips, matching Jaime’s tongue pushing inside her, tasting her essence at its source.
Jaime looked up at Olivia, mesmerized by her slick skin and heavy, swaying breasts as her grip on the headboard seemed to tighten amidst Jaime’s fervent ministrations. She released one ass cheek to sneak her fingers between Olivia’s legs.
Olivia groaned, her eyelids fluttering shut as she bowed her head. “God,” she hissed.
Jaime gazed up, observing Olivia’s features when she pressed three fingers inside in one smooth, fast motion, entranced by the snug heat encasing her digits.
Olivia’s face twitched, and she worried her lower lip, but she seemed to welcome the deep penetration.
Jaime thrust in and out in a steady rhythm while picking up the speed of her tongue, swirling the hardened nub in fast strokes before once more sucking Olivia’s clit into her mouth.
A whimper escaped Olivia’s lips, delighting Jaime more than she could fathom.
The gyrations of Olivia’s hips increased, and she panted as she rode Jaime’s mouth, chasing her orgasm.
Jaime felt almost drunk with arousal. She couldn’t remember ever being this wet, and the tension in her lower stomach, the urge to find pressure, friction, was driving her to distraction. Yet nothing would have made her stop devouring Olivia.
Olivia’s knuckles paled and her body stiffened before a stuttered moan left her lips and she shook as wave after wave of a hard climax seemed to wash over her.
Jaime continued, imbibing Olivia’s rush of excitement while she softened the strokes of her tongue and allowed her thrusts to grow shallow.
Quivering, Olivia bowed her head again—her body covered in a sheen of sweat. She groaned.
A broken “Jaime” fell from her lips, sounding almost needy and in pain over her decision to continue or stop. The sound hit Jaime like a blow, and she redoubled her efforts, needing to see and feel Olivia tumble over the edge again.