20. Chapter 20
It’s different this time.
Krystal could feel it in her mind and heart and all over her body.
They were back in their room now, sharing in one long, lingering kiss after another.
When their lips pulled apart after what seemed like hours, Ceth cupped Krystal’s face in both hands, and stared into her eyes, making Krystal lose her breath entirely.
It felt like that dark, searching gaze could see every part of her, not only see but—
Ceth leaned in and placed a kiss on Krystal’s forehead. Then on her eyelids, cheeks, and each corner of her mouth. And Krystal’s heart nearly beat its way out of her chest at this sensation of being cherished.
Stretching up, she wrapped her hands around the back of Ceth’s neck and pulled her in so their lips could meet again. Ceth moaned as Krystal’s tongue caressed hers and her fingers combed through Ceth’s hair.
When Krystal slid her hands down Ceth’s front and fumbled for the button of her shirt, Ceth pulled back with a gasp. “Krystal, wait…”
“Is everything okay?” Krystal asked with a thudding heart.
That brought a fond smile to Ceth’s lips and she leaned in for another quick kiss. Then another. “I want to show you something.”
Krystal smirked and brought her hand up to caress her own breast in a way that had driven Ceth to distraction before. “I want to show you something too.”
“Krystal!” Ceth squeezed her eyes shut and coughed out a laugh. “Hold on a minute.”
She jerked herself away from Krystal and hurried across the room to one of the dressers.
Her back was to Krystal, so it was impossible to see what Ceth was doing, but when she turned around, she held what appeared to be an unusual type of black underwear made of spandex or nylon with a round hole in the center that—oh!
Krystal gaped at Ceth. “I-is that a strap-on?” It occurred to her then that she’d never really looked at one in person before.
Ceth gave a quick nod. “Yeah. I have a dildo too.” She produced a light purple silicone dildo next.
As Krystal took in the objects, something thick and unpleasant filled her throat, even though she tried to ignore it and focus on the moment.
Somehow in the midst of the past few days of being with Ceth, she’d managed to forget that Ceth had casual sex all the time. But it was a sharp reminder now, seeing that this was all so commonplace for Ceth that she even traveled with a variety of sex toys.
But when she raised her eyes to Ceth’s face, her expression wasn’t exactly matter of fact.
In fact, her tan complexion was a little red.
Ceth bit her lip and held up the toys. “I bought these today. Who knew you could get stuff like this right in downtown Blueville, huh? Good thing they use plain bags, though, because that could have gotten embarrassing.” She let out an uncharacteristic giggle and shuffled her feet.
“Anyhow, the ideal thing would have been to have you pick them out with me, but I guess I wanted it to be a surprise. Last night, you said you’ve been wanting to try using one. ”
The thickness in Krystal’s throat dissipated as quickly as it had formed, and warmth spread through her chest at Ceth’s rambly, downright adorable show of nerves.
She stepped forward and reached up to brush her hand over Ceth’s cheek.
“You bought this for me to use? But I thought you didn’t like penetration. ”
Ceth nuzzled her face deeper into Krystal’s hand and met her eyes. Her expression was open and frank. “I don’t normally. But I think I’d like to try this with you, if you’re up for it.”
Stomach fluttering, Krystal leaned in and kissed Ceth again. When she pulled back, she couldn’t contain her grin. “Let’s do it.”
Ceth handed the harness and dildo to Krystal, eyes still fixed on her face. Then she ran her hand down Krystal’s arm, leaving a curtain of tingles in its path. “Do you want me to help you put it on, or would you rather do it yourself?”
Despite her excitement, Krystal’s insides were also humming with nerves. She had no idea what she was doing, and Ceth probably realized that, but she still felt a little bashful about it. “I think I’d like to do it myself, if that’s okay.”
A smile pulled at Ceth’s lips, and she gave Krystal a wink. “Anything you want is okay with me, Angel.”
Krystal’s fluttering stomach settled even as her knees threatened to weaken at Ceth’s tone and expression when she’d called her Angel.
Ceth’s patience and understanding in and out of the bedroom was something she’d never experienced with a partner before.
She’d never once pressured Krystal or made her feel bad for something she did or didn’t want to do.
Ceth squeezed Krystal’s arm softly before turning to head toward the bed and undress. For a moment, Krystal watched and savored the sight of Ceth revealing more skin bit by bit, but then she went into the bathroom to undress and put on the strap.
The cocktail of nerves and excitement ramped up her heartrate as she studied the dildo and how it fit into the O-ring. She couldn’t believe she was doing this.
After a few false starts, she figured out how everything fit. Ceth had done well with her choice. The harness material was nice and stretchy and fit securely without being too tight.
She looked at herself in the mirror and blinked. She had no idea what she’d been expecting, but it wasn’t this. She actually looked…hot. She felt hot.
She’d grown up to a chorus of backhanded compliments and unsolicited commentary on her full figure, and she’d learned to tune it all out and embrace herself as is.
But seeing herself like this, bare except for the lacy beige bra she’d optimistically worn beneath her dress and the black harness with the colorful protruding dildo, made her feel attractive. Desirable. Confident and seductive.
Stepping out of the bathroom, she approached the bed where a deliciously naked Ceth was pulling down covers and rearranging pillows.
Ceth turned to face her and immediately dropped the pillow in her hand. “Holy shit!”
The exclamation, combined with Ceth’s slack-jawed expression boosted Krystal even more. She planted her hands on her hips. “You like?”
A sensual smirk played across Ceth’s lips. “Understatement of the decade.” She stalked over to Krystal and reached down to run her fingers over the harness. “Does it feel okay?”
Krystal’s breath hitched as Ceth’s fingers skirted above the material and over the skin of her stomach and waist. Her voice was huskier as she confirmed, “It feels great.”
Ceth’s hand lowered to the dildo, stroking it a little, and Krystal’s thighs clenched. Why was it so sexy when she did that?
Instead of analyzing it any further, she leaned in and kissed Ceth, moaning as their bare bodies touched.
Ceth’s arms came around to press her close, and her clever fingers unclasped Krystal’s bra.
They pulled apart long enough for Krystal to toss away the garment.
Then they just stood there kissing a while, skin against skin, until Krystal gently pushed forward.
Ceth’s body responded immediately, and she backed toward the bed.
When the kiss ended, Ceth lay down on her back and got comfortable against the pillows. Krystal could stare at her long, lithe body sprawled out like that for hours, but instead she searched Ceth’s face. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
Ceth gaze swept all up and down Krystal’s body before looking straight into Krystal’s eyes with an intensity that stole her breath. Instead of answering, she spread her legs wide in invitation.
Krystal swallowed. She was overwhelmed with need but also by the openness and trust Ceth was showing her.
If anyone had asked her even a week ago, Krystal would have said this moment of mutual confidence and closeness between her and Cethlenn O’Malley was impossible.
A daydream or fairytale. Yet here they were.
She climbed onto the bed and settled herself between Ceth’s legs.
Their kiss was fiery and breathless, and Krystal shifted so she could get her hands between their bodies and massage Ceth’s center.
She wanted Ceth to be as ready as possible.
Still kissing Ceth’s lips and face and neck, she slowly began circling Ceth’s clit with her fingers.
Ceth’s breathing picked up. “Angel…”
With a glow of satisfaction, Krystal could feel Ceth getting wetter the longer she touched her. She stroked and explored eagerly, loving the way Ceth shifted and panted.
Finally, she moved her mouth to Ceth’s ear and whispered. “Are you ready now, gorgeous?”
A tremor slid through Ceth’s body beneath her. “I’m ready.”
Sitting up, she grabbed the small bottle of lube she’d noticed on the nightstand when she came out of the bathroom and squeezed what seemed like a good amount on the dildo.
She rubbed it all over and—wow—even that simple gesture felt charged with tension, especially with the way Ceth’s eyes were fixed on her every move.
Finally, she resituated herself above Ceth and shifted until the dildo was at her entrance.
Ceth was breathing even harder now as she reached down to help guide it inside.
Krystal lay more fully on Ceth, and she went in just a little deeper.
Ceth gasped and Krystal froze, studying Ceth’s face. “Is that okay?”
Ceth nodded quickly. “More than okay.”
Grinning, Krystal maneuvered until the toy was fully inside Ceth and her body was completely covering Ceth’s. Then she lay still and simply drank in the feel of them linked so intimately like this.
Ceth trembled and rasped, “God, you feel so good, Angel.” She wrapped her arms around Krystal’s back and, in a softer, almost awestruck tone murmured, “How did we get here?”
Krystal stared down at Ceth. “I have no idea. But I’m glad we did.”
Ceth reached up and traced her fingers over Krystal’s cheek. “I am too.” Then she pulled Krystal down for another long kiss.