Chapter Twenty-Seven
Maya
In the soft light from Jamie’s bedside table, Maya could tell there was only one thing on her mind. The aching between her legs agreed wholeheartedly.
Any trace of sadness had long been washed away from Jamie’s face, even when hauntingly cast in shadow. Those eyes of hers combed Maya hungrily, in a way that made her feel she was already completely naked.
She pushed herself up off the bed, standing to pull Jamie into a kiss. Jamie met her lips with force, mouth and hands bruising as they roamed her body, lighting fires with every touch. Maya gripped the waistband of her joggers, sliding her hands inside. She grunted as Jamie pushed her away and back onto the bed. She looked up at her from the mattress in confusion.
“Sit there,” Jamie commanded, towering over her.
Maya pressed her lips together, both confused and aroused by the change of pace.
Jamie removed her trousers and pulled her T-shirt over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and Maya’s gaze snapped to her pink nipples. Jamie’s lips quirked at her reaction, and she bent over to rummage through her bedside drawer. She produced a box and threw it to the bottom of the bed. Maya’s eyes widened at the size of the purple toy on the picture.
“For later,” Jamie commented, slinking back towards her.
“Is that so?”
“Yes. If you still want to.”
“I do.”
She placed herself between Maya’s legs, spreading her thighs apart, before undoing her shirt buttons. Maya found herself lost in the movement, the sound of her own breathing ringing in her ears.
“I want to take my time with you,” Jamie said as she undressed her, shifting the shirt over Maya’s shoulders, and taking in the skin on display. She undid the clasp of her bra and discarded that behind her too, leaving Maya’s top half exposed. Goosebumps spread over her chest and arms, though she wasn’t cold. Jamie dropped to her knees, popping open the buttons on her jeans and slowly inching down the zipper.
Maya inhaled, feeling herself pulse.
Jamie’s hands brushed up her thighs, stopping just centimetres away from where Maya wanted them most. She felt herself get wetter. The sight of Jamie on her knees…her hands rubbing the tops of her thighs…fingertips dipping down the inside of her groin…Maya bit her lip. Her clit throbbed in anticipation.
When Jamie seized the waistband of her jeans, she lifted her hips so she could tug them down her legs. Sitting in her underwear, she leaned back on her hands, letting Jamie soak in the sight. Jamie’s gaze dropped to the crotch of her pants, and she fell to her knees again. She inched closer, her breath tickling every nerve ending. Maya fisted the duvet in her hands, desperate for her to touch her.
Jamie’s eyes met hers. How fucking perfect she looked with her head between her thighs. Her tongue flicked out, brushing Maya through the thin layer of her underwear.
“Jamie, don’t play with me,” she hissed.
“When you gotta work for something, it’s a bigger reward, right?”
I knew those words would come back to haunt me. Maya cursed, and Jamie laughed, her breath against her, making her squirm even more.
“I hate you.” The words came out in a strained exhale.
She sucked Maya’s clit through the fabric, and Maya fisted the sheets harder. She broke contact far too quickly, and Maya groaned. “If I were you, I’d be really, really nice to me,” Jamie said.
Maya caught her gaze, breath catching in her throat. “What do you want?”
“I want all of you,” she said softly, her fingers curling around her neck. “I don’t want you to hold back.” She kissed her, gentle and warm, with enough tongue to make Maya’s stomach hit the floor. She broke the kiss, looking deep into Maya’s eyes. “I want you to give me everything. I want all of you, Maya. Everything.”
Maya swallowed. The notion of giving herself to someone completely was foreign. There was always a piece she wanted to keep hidden, stored away somewhere no one could reach it. She used to think that was because of Carly. That she never gave herself in her entirety because parts of her belonged to her first love. But that wasn’t true—it was Maya’s own fear stopping her. The fear of not being in control. The fear of getting hurt.
Looking into Jamie’s deep blue eyes, a unique warmth rushed from her head to her toes, filling up all the spaces. She caressed her cheek, brushing her thumb over her perfect bottom lip. “I’m all yours.”
“Promise? ”
“Promise.”
Jamie grinned, ducking to press her smile into Maya’s thigh.
Maya laughed, cupping her face in her hands and kissing her again. “You’re very cute when you go all shy.”
“I’m not. Dammit. Now I’ve lost my mojo. I had you right where I wanted you.”
Maya gestured to herself, sitting completely naked on the bed bar her underwear. She squeezed Jamie between her thighs. “I’m not going anywhere.”
They locked eyes. “Right.” The mood shifted again. Jamie pushed Maya’s thighs apart, lowering her face. The shallow dusting of her breath against her clit made Maya want to scream, but she bit her lip, watching as Jamie slid the crotch of her pants to the side. Her lips brushed over the length of her and then her tongue slid out, gliding over her opening. Maya collapsed back onto the bed as she plunged deeper. All she could do was grasp at the back of Jamie’s head and groan as the feeling consumed her.
Jamie reached under her, pulling Maya’s arse closer to her greedy mouth. Her warm lips and tongue worked together perfectly to draw whimpers from her throat, her fingers digging into Maya’s thighs, pushing herself deeper.
Maya’s other hand pressed hard into Jamie’s shoulders. “Your tongue feels amazing,” she murmured, pulling her gaze from the ceiling to watch her. Her belly twinged as Jamie’s eager tongue diverted to her clit, swirling hot, wet circles that made her curse. Her legs started to quiver beneath her hands.
To Maya’s dismay, Jamie’s pace slowed. Her gaze found hers, pinning her in place. She felt each slow, torturous flick of her tongue tenfold. Then Jamie pulled back, giving her a dazzling smile, her face glistening.
Maya panted, both annoyed and turned on by the sight of Jamie’s devilish grin. She missed it between her legs.
Jamie pressed her fingers to Maya’s opening, and she gasped, pulsing with need. Jamie coated her fingers in her slick, teasing her, before finally sinking into her completely.
“Holy fuck.” Maya moaned as she glided in and out of her.
Mischief glinted in Jamie’s eyes. “I’d say you’re definitely wet enough.” When she removed her fingers, Maya growled, replacing them with her own. She was tired of playing around.
Jamie reached for the box at the bottom of the bed, removing its contents. She turned back to Maya, visibly swallowing as she watched her fuck herself.
“Who said you could touch yourself?” She arched an eyebrow. “As hot as that is, your pussy belongs to me until said otherwise.” She took Maya’s hand and brought it to her lips, before sucking the wetness from her fingers.
Maya’s heart and clit throbbed hard in tandem. She wasn’t used to being told what to do. Her instinct was always to seize the reins and take control. But truth be told, she was enjoying the sensation. Jamie’s stern voice and her piercing stare were working their charm. The feeling was unusual for her, but she trusted her.
“I’m all yours,” she said again.
Jamie’s mouth quirked. “Don’t you forget it.” She picked up the harness and toy she’d emptied onto the bed and tightened it around her waist. Maya’s eyes locked on the thick purple shaft resting in her hand.
“I’ve thought about this for weeks,” Jamie said, as she squeezed lube onto the dildo and covered it with her fingers.
Maya swallowed, taking in the length. She’d always been the giver, never the receiver in this situation, and the anticipation was making her quiver.
Jamie bent down to kiss her. Her tongue caressed Maya’s, drawing the breath from her lungs. She tore off Maya’s underwear and rolled it down her legs. Then, adjusting their bodies, she pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and parted her thighs, giving her better access. Maya wrapped her arms around Jamie’s neck as she guided the toy inside her, easing it deeper and deeper.
She exhaled, biting her lip as Jamie pulled all the way out and back in again, letting her savour every inch.
Jamie’s gaze dipped, watching the shaft sliding in and out of her slowly. “You’re so fucking perfect, Maya. God.” Her eyes found Maya’s again, a different emotion swirling in her irises. One Maya wanted to bottle and save for rainy days.
Encouraged by the sounds leaving her mouth, Jamie pulled out and pushed in harder. Maya gripped her shoulders tighter, loving the feeling of her hands on her thighs and the toy filling her. When Jamie quickened the pace, reaching a new sensitive spot that made her toes curl, Maya moaned, letting the sensation consume her. The friction and each roll of Jamie’s hips driving the strap deeper made her want to combust. Jamie pushed her back on the bed and leaned forward, fucking her harder, and Maya clutched the sheets, pleasure building in her centre.
She opened her eyes, running them over Jamie’s strong arms and abs, before focusing on her face. Jamie’s hooded, focused stare made her core tighten.
“God. Yes, Jamie. Fuck me.”
But Jamie stopped thrusting, and Maya whimpered. Jamie’s eyes commanded hers. “Roll over.”
Desperate for the feeling to continue, Maya scrambled onto her front, releasing a gasp of relief when Jamie pushed the shaft back inside her. The angle hit a little better, and she groaned into the bedsheets.
Jamie kissed her shoulder, alternating between soft and biting kisses, grazing her teeth across Maya’s shoulder blades. She sucked hard enough to leave bruises, and Maya couldn’t contain the pleasure. Jamie drove the strap into her, each thrust filling the room with sounds of want.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Maya grasped the sheets, release building in her core.
“Look at me,” Jamie breathed, her hands gripping Maya’s waist.
Maya swivelled her head to take her in. Jamie’s messy blonde hair was even more tangled, and beads of sweat lined her forehead. The sounds leaving Maya’s mouth made her pound her harder. But it was the way Jamie was looking at her, with such desire and need and ferocity, while her hips thrust against her arse, that shot hot ripples of pleasure through every nerve ending.
She was so close…
“Don’t come yet, Maya,” Jamie uttered breathlessly, sounding on the edge herself. “I want you to finish where we started. On my tongue.”
Oh god.
Maya’s legs shuddered, unable to fight the feeling threatening to spill over. Her clit pulsed so hard it was painful.
Jamie pulled out, flipping her onto her back again. She was helpless, her shaky limbs drained of all sense of self.
“Jamie, please, make me come.”
Jamie slipped off the harness and, wasting no time, sunk her fingers into her, resuming the delicious rhythm of the strap. She groaned as Maya tightened around her; her eyes were hooded and possessive.
“Give me everything, Maya. Everything.” Jamie bent down to suck her lip into her mouth, and Maya’s core hummed, quivering, hovering above release. She’d never felt so desperate. When Jamie’s hot mouth closed over her clit, she arched off the bed, the pleasure almost unbearable. Jamie’s wet tongue lapped greedy circles, her fingers pushing her higher than she’d ever been before.
“Jamie…” With a rumbling moan deep in her chest, Maya came hard. The most intense orgasm of her life ripped through her. Euphoria coated every inch of her body as a blinding flash of white bolted through her senses.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Jamie’s mouth pressed hard against her clit, bringing another wave of pleasure. She could hardly breathe.
When her vision cleared, Maya glanced down to find Jamie watching with hungry eyes. With a wicked grin, she sunk her tongue into her again, sliding up and down her length with a hum. She finished the lap with a kiss to her clit, and Maya flinched from the sensitivity.
Jamie crawled up Maya’s body, her hands tracing over her bare skin, and gazed at her playfully. “Meh?” she asked.
Maya laughed a croaky chuckle. “Definitely not meh. That was…”
“Life-changing? Earth-shattering? Erm…Amazeballs?”
“ Amazeballs ?” They both cackled, and she pulled Jamie’s hot, sweaty body closer. “What a way to ruin it. You’re so stupid.” She combed a hand through Jamie’s messy hair, feeling a swell in her heart as she gazed up at her.
“Stupid crazy about you,” Jamie murmured.
Maya couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across her face. “Admittedly, I’m pretty stupid crazy about you too.”
She was dying to touch her, the need to make her feel as good as she’d just felt intensifying with every passing second. Maya loved this. The push and pull. The hard and the soft. All the pieces of them in between.
And making Jamie come around her fingers was her favourite thing to do. She brushed her hands over the soft skin of her back and hips, smiling as goosebumps rippled over her pale skin. Jamie’s muscular thighs tensed under her touch, and she let her hands drift to cup her peachy bum. This woman was everything.
She relished the feeling. The power. The need.
It was such a fucking privilege to be able to touch Jamie this way.
And she wanted to show her gratitude.
She kissed her, soft and slow, all the emotions she was feeling flowing into her touch. She slipped her tongue into Jamie’s mouth, her core tightening when Jamie’s stroked hers back. She allowed her hands to wander, kissing her harder, faster, heart beating louder in her chest. Jamie panted against Maya’s lips as her fingers pushed apart her silky folds, dipping into her with no resistance.
“Oh my god.” Her stomach rolled at how wet Jamie was. “Someone really enjoyed herself.”
“Can you blame me?” Jamie gasped as Maya hooked her fingers upwards and started pumping them inside her. She widened her legs to let her in, and Maya pushed herself up onto her elbows so she could see her properly. She kissed her again and again, Jamie’s hands grasping at her, wanting her closer, wanting more. So she gave it to her. Everything. She trailed her tongue up her neck, Jamie’s moans getting louder as she picked up the pace with her fingers.
“Touch yourself,” she whispered into her ear.
Jamie didn’t need telling twice.
Maya pulled back to watch her rub circles over her clit. Her legs started to quiver, her eyes squeezing shut.
“Open your eyes, Jamie.”
They fluttered back open, and when they found Maya’s, Jamie whimpered. Her body tensed underneath her, and Maya fucked her harder, soaking in each moment Jamie’s eyelids dipped and feeling herself get wet again.
“Maya—” The rest of Jamie’s sentence was swallowed by a guttural groan as her orgasm engulfed her.
“That’s it, baby,” Maya murmured, breath hitching as Jamie squeezed around Maya’s fingers. “That’s it.”
Jamie moaned, still rubbing herself as her legs quivered. She uttered a multitude of curses, her chest heaving, until she finally collapsed with a sigh. Maya dropped down beside her, squeezing their spent bodies together. She breathed into Jamie’s neck, a mixture of perfume and sweat, and kissed her temple.
“You’re beautiful,” Maya said, unable to stop the words from leaving her mouth.
A low rumble came from the woman in her arms. “So are you.”
As they lay together, pulses racing, hands still not tired of exploring the curves of each other’s bodies, Maya wondered what she’d been so afraid of. She kissed her again, nuzzling herself into her neck, the laughter ringing in her ears making Maya’s heart soar higher than she ever thought possible.