Chapter 16
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LACHLAN
Greer didn’t let go of Lachlan’s hand until they were in her bedroom and the door was shut behind them. Suddenly, those nerves that Lachlan had been expecting before came up with a vengeance. Where had they been twenty minutes ago?
“You okay?” Greer asked, stepping forward and touching Lachlan’s hand lightly.
“Uh… yeah.”
“We don’t have to if you don’t want to. I won’t be mad or anything.”
Lachlan smiled nervously. “I’m not sure I can imagine you mad at anyone.”
“I’ve been mad before. I promise. But I won’t be mad about this.” Greer touched Lachlan’s cheek with her full palm.
Closing her eyes, Lachlan breathed in Greer’s scent and closed her eyes to center herself. She did want this. She’d thought about it for a while now, but she had no idea how to even begin the conversation. But when she’d figured out that night that something had happened between Greer and Ivy, something sexual, she was bolstered in her desire and her confidence.
Then again, perhaps Greer was only doing this because she felt pity for her. “You want this too, right?” Lachlan asked, needing the answer to that question before they went any further.
“Oh yeah.” Greer moved in and kissed her quickly. “I’ve thought about having sex with you before tonight. You and Ivy—together.”
Lachlan raised her gaze to meet Greer’s. “Together?”
“Yes.” Greer nodded calmly, as if this was everyday conversation. “I might be a lesbian, Lachlan, but I’m not monogamous, and I have enjoyed group sex in the past. I’m sorry if it bothers you, but I’ve thought about what it would be like with you and Ivy.”
“But not Nathalie?” Lachlan narrowed her gaze, curious now. Because she’d wondered and dreamt about sex with Ivy and Nathalie separately, but never together before. But the idea didn’t repulse her.
“Nathalie is complicated,” Greer answered, trailing her fingers down Lachlan’s cheek. “Do you want to talk about them?”
“What did you and Ivy do? When you had sex?” Lachlan bit her lip nervously.
“Nothing I would do to you. Not this time anyway.” Greer’s lips quirked up. “I think for your first time with a woman, it should be soft and all about your pleasure.”
“I…” Lachlan stopped. What did Greer even mean by that? “I’m not sure I understand.”
Greer nodded slowly and then took a step in closer to Lachlan. She pressed their bodies together, breast to breast and belly to belly. “Will you let me show you? Or would you like to stop?”
Lachlan didn’t want to stop. But she also wasn’t certain that she wanted this to go quickly either. Not giving an answer, she reached up and pulled Greer’s lips to hers in a kiss. This she could do. This was comfortable for right now. Greer didn’t push. She parted her lips and slid her tongue along Lachlan’s gingerly.
Lachlan moaned, pulling Greer tighter into her body. Every inch of her skin seemed to be electrified. Every small touch or brush of Greer against her whether intentional or not lit her up with arousal and pleasure. She remembered feeling this way—ages and ages ago with Baylor. When they’d first gotten married, and not after the twins were born. Lachlan leaned into that feeling, moaning and arching her back.
Greer broke the kiss and started to kiss a trail down Lachlan’s neck. She kissed the tops of her breasts through the fabric of her shirt. Lachlan breathed heavily, her heart racing, and she pulled the hair tie from Greer’s hair and let it loose. She’d never seen Greer with her hair down before, and the strands were way longer than she’d thought they were. Lachlan tangled her fingers in Greer’s hair, scraping her nails lightly against Greer’s scalp.
“That feels nice,” Greer mumbled, working her way back up Lachlan’s neck to her ear. “Do it again.”
“Of course,” Lachlan responded and then she scraped her nails again. “How are we doing this?”
“Do you want me to take charge?”
Lachlan nodded her answer.
“Then get undressed.” Greer stepped back slowly. “I want to watch you reveal every inch of skin you have.”
Greer looked hungry, her eyes wide and pupils dilated. Lachlan was under the spotlight, and that same old discomfort was coming back. But this was Greer, and she wanted to see Lachlan.
“Please,” Greer added, biting her lip and reaching down to the edge of her shirt. She pulled it over her head, letting her hair flutter around her shoulders as it settled. “You’re so beautiful.”
Lachlan only hesitated one more time before she mimicked Greer’s move and pulled her shirt off. She started to fold it, but Greer snagged it and dropped it to the ground stepping in close to her again.
“Touch me, Lachlan. I want to feel your hands on me.” Greer brushed the pads of her fingers over Lachlan’s shoulders and down her arms. “Touch me wherever you want to touch me.”
Lachlan nodded. She’d seen countless women’s bodies over the years because of her job, but it was never like this. Never with the heat of arousal coiling around her, building up and preparing to strike out. Lachlan tenderly traced paths down Greer’s neck to the tops of her breasts in her bra. She moved her fingers back and forth over them, and when Greer gasped lightly, Lachlan’s confidence grew. She reached behind Greer’s back and undid the hook of her bra, pulling it away from Greer’s body.
Her breasts hung lower, her nipples already hard and pointing down toward the ground instead of up, probably because of how heavy they were. Lachlan glanced into Greer’s encouraging face and then reached out. At first, she touched lightly, almost afraid of what she’d feel. But the warmth and softness were exactly what she’d been hoping she would find.
Cupping Greer’s breasts fully, Lachlan moved in to capture Greer’s lips in a brutal kiss. She lost herself in the embrace, pulling Greer closer to her as she stumbled backward toward the bed. She didn’t care where they landed as long as it was someplace soft and heavenly, and Greer was pressed down on top of her.
“Greer…” Lachlan murmured against Greer’s mouth. “Touch me.”
Why was she just repeating exactly what Greer had said? Lachlan hated that, but she didn’t know what else to say or what Greer was comfortable with.
Greer reached behind Lachlan’s back and unhooked her bra. Immediately, she dipped her head and feasted on Lachlan’s breasts with her mouth, her hands. She scraped her teeth against Lachlan’s nipple so lightly, but the jarring sensation caused Lachlan to moan.
“God, I love a woman with big tits.” Greer laughed, going back in for another taste. Lachlan held Greer’s head between her hands and followed her every movement. She gasped when Greer moved back up her chest, to her neck, to her lips.
“Y-you’re so soft,” Lachlan mumbled against Greer’s mouth.
Greer laughed and grinned. “So are you.” She pulled back and stared at Lachlan for a while, grinning the whole time. “Pants?”
“Uh… yeah.” Lachlan put her hands at her waistband and started to undo them. She was unsurprised this time when Greer stripped her pants off and toed off her shoes, pushing them to the side. But Greer didn’t stop as she pulled off her underwear to go with her pants. Lachlan did.
“Get on the bed, Lachlan.” Greer blazed a trail with her gaze down and up Lachlan’s body.
Lachlan’s cheeks heated in response. She couldn’t remember the last time someone had looked at her so openly like that before, like she really was beautiful. She climbed onto the bed, lying on her back, and she watched with rapt attention as Greer knelt down between her legs and bent over her.
“What do you want?”
Lachlan shook her head in confusion.
“Fingers, mouth, toy?”
“Toy?”
“A strap. I have one, but that might be a second go-around type of thing.” Greer’s eyes glinted with mischief. “Personally, I’d love to taste you. There’s nothing I love more than giving oral, especially to an excited receiver.” Greer slid her hand down Lachlan’s chest, over her breast, and to her hip. “Do you have a preference?”
“Mouth.” Lachlan bit her lip. That was the easiest choice to make, right? Baylor had never really been into oral, and sex with him had always included penetration of some sort. What would it be like without that?
“Perfect choice.” Greer bent down and pressed their lips together again. “I can’t wait.”
Lachlan put her hands above her head, and she watched as Greer planted kisses down her body. She lingered on Lachlan’s breasts, teasing her nipples to peaks again. Lachlan bucked her hips up as Greer scraped her teeth again, the sensitivity of her nipples outshining anything they’d been before.
“That feels so good,” Lachlan murmured, and Greer smiled against her skin. Lachlan loved being able to feel that. Greer didn’t verbally answer, however, instead she moved away from Lachlan’s breasts and down to her belly, kissing there just like she did anywhere else on Lachlan’s body.
Then Greer parted her knees and scooted farther down on the bed, lying on her stomach. She looked up into Lachlan’s eyes and grinned broadly. “Ready?”
Lachlan nodded. “Yeah, ready.”
Greer moved slowly, kissing Lachlan’s thighs first, then just on the edges of her pussy lips. Lachlan gasped when Greer first touched her clit with her tongue. It was such a gentle touch. Her tongue was smooth, her lips even softer. Lachlan pushed her hips upward, digging her heels into the mattress. She fisted the pillow under her head and closed her eyes tight. She always needed to concentrate hard in order to orgasm. She’d managed it a few times with Baylor, but most often, she gave up and it wasn’t like he was patient enough to help her along.
Greer wrapped her arms under Lachlan’s hips and pulled her in closer, dragging her entire body across the blankets like it was nothing. Greer covered Lachlan’s clit with her entire mouth.
“Oh God…” Lachlan dragged out the words. She arched her back, clenching the pillow so tightly she wondered if she’d feel it in her hands in the morning. Greer’s long hair tickled her thighs, but her lips and tongue against Lachlan’s pussy was pure deliciousness.
Arousal hit her hard, and she felt her body get wetter in seconds. Lachlan gasped, rocking herself against Greer’s mouth.
“Fingers,” Lachlan said, but she wasn’t even sure if the word had actually left her lips or just gotten caught up in her thoughts.
But Greer shifted, pulling one arm away from Lachlan’s hips and putting it down close to Lachlan’s ass. Greer’s fingers were warm as she slid two of them inside her. That had been what was missing. Lachlan groaned, her entire body lighting up with every single touch that Greer gave her. This had been the right choice. Not just because she wanted Greer to teach her but because she knew Greer would take care, because she trusted that Greer would hold her carefully and tactfully.
“Greer…” Lachlan moaned out her name. She wasn’t even sure if what she was thinking or saying was making sense, but she wanted more. “So close. Can’t stop. God.”
Greer didn’t pause though. She kept her mouth right against Lachlan and held on. Lachlan cried out loudly as her orgasm raced through her. She jerked suddenly, living into that orgasm with as much hope for the future as possible. Screw what Nathalie had said about living in the present. If this is what the future could look—and feel—like, then Lachlan wanted it.
Lachlan pried her eyes open and looked down at Greer, who was still happily licking her way between Lachlan’s legs. But Lachlan glanced up and froze. Nathalie stared back at her from the doorway, a serious look on her face before her lips turned upward into a small quirk of a smile, something that Lachlan loved to see.
Deciding to be bold, Lachlan continued to stare at Nathalie and grabbed her breast, massaging it in her hand and flicking her nipple before she pinched it. She wasn’t going to look away until Nathalie did. What would it be like for Nathalie to join them? Greer had mentioned something like that with her and Ivy, but what about Nathalie—they couldn’t leave her out, could they?
Lachlan was about to say something, but Nathalie lifted her finger to her lips and shook her head. She backed out of the door and shut it behind her. Lachlan breathed a little easier and relaxed back as Greer pulled her through yet another orgasm. She was breathless when Greer started to kiss her way up her body, back over her breasts, and then kissed her with wet cheeks.
“You’re amazing,” Greer whispered, kissing her neck again.
“No, you are.” Lachlan wrapped her arms around Greer’s back and held her so their bodies were pressed together. “Let me touch you.”
“How do you want to touch me?”
“Mouth.” Lachlan kissed her before rolling them over and straddling Greer’s hips. “I want to do to you exactly what you did for me.”
“Awesome.” Greer wrapped her hand around the back of Lachlan’s neck and pulled her down so they could kiss. “Whenever you’re ready.”
Lachlan loved the gentle coaxing. It wasn’t forceful, but so natural. She could move when she was ready, she could try something new when she wanted, this was exactly like every first time should be—well, every time, for that matter.
Lachlan moved more brazenly than she’d anticipated down Greer’s body. Everything about her was soft and tender, so gentle and loving. She kissed Greer’s breasts, teased them a little, but she wanted to get between Greer’s legs. She’d dreamed of doing this, but she’d never thought she’d ever have the opportunity.
When she moved in between Greer’s legs, she got the first full whiff of Greer’s scent, and it was intoxicating. She breathed deep and closed her eyes, savoring it. She bent down and kissed exactly on top of Greer’s clit. Greer gasped and bucked her hips up.
“Okay?” Lachlan asked.
“Yeah. More than okay,” Greer said, breathy. “Keep going.”
Encouraged, Lachlan kissed her again, sliding onto her belly to get more comfortable. She went slowly at first, still unsure of what exactly she was supposed to be doing. Greer moved her hips, sliding in a circle at first before moving up and down and then holding her position.
“Right. There.” Greer gasped. “Don’t stop. I’m closer than you think.”
Lachlan latched her mouth onto Greer. She slid her tongue, trying to mimic exactly what Greer had done to her, but she was pretty sure she was failing. She’d never quite tasted anything like another woman. She hadn’t even been brave enough to taste herself the few times she’d masturbated after her separation. She moved her tongue down and Greer gasped.
“Yesssss….” Greer hissed out. Now she was rocking her hips fully, up and down, grinding against Lachlan’s mouth.
Breathing in deeply, Lachlan stayed right where she was. She wanted to make this as good as she could. Greer deserved it for being so sweet and kind to her. Lachlan slid her tongue one more time, and Greer jerked hard and cried out, her voice echoing around the room and straight into Lachlan’s ears and into her heart and soul. She’d been called to this for so long, and Greer had been willing to make it a reality.
She would forever be grateful to Greer for that. Greer beckoned her up, pulling until Lachlan was pressed into her side. Greer kissed her, sloppily and lazily. Lachlan smiled. “That was good.”
“Mm-hmm, it was,” Greer answered.
“So what now?”
Greer laughed adoringly. “Now we take a break, get a snack and some water if we want, and we do it all again.”
“Again?” Lachlan squeaked.
“Oh yeah, baby. We’re going all night.” Greer kissed her hard.