Chapter 18 Madi
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Madi
Sex was like animation. Once I sank into it, nothing else mattered in the world. Pleasure flowed like inspiration, and seeing June sprawled out beneath me? Satisfied? It was the most perfect thing in the world.
The taste of her on my tongue had me drenched. If I were still wearing panties, they would have been soaked. I sat back, licking my lips as I rubbed my fingers across my clit, moaning as pleasure fluttered in my lower stomach.
June’s head immediately raised. “I want to please you.”
Her words were so earnest. I swallowed hard, a moment of insecurity gripping me. It had been so long since I’d been with someone like this, but I was thankful it was with June.
I was also grateful I was getting to play with the dominant part of myself. It craved touch just as much as the submissive part of me did, and there was a sense of wholeness in knowing I was lucky enough to appease both halves of me in the span of a couple days.
Need sang in my veins. I moved up the bed, rolling onto my back next to June. She swung her leg over my thigh, seating herself on me, wetting my skin with her cunt.
She was unbelievably sexy to me. Her hair was mussed, her cheeks pink from her orgasm. Feeling her clench around my fingers as she came was a gift from the heavens.
The way the moonlight licked her tattoos made me appreciate the artistry of her.
Oh, to always be a ray of light touching her. I drank her in, all too aware of her words still hanging between us.
“I want to taste you too,” she said. “Please let me.”
Please let me. She was so submissive. Hot lust filled my chest. An all consuming fire had lit inside me, aching for her.
“Ride my thigh until you come again,” I commanded.
I felt powerful. I felt wanted. For the first time in a long time, my past with Justin didn’t shadow every thought with insecurity. I didn’t feel inadequate—I felt sexy.
I was sexy.
June sucked in a breath, her head tipping back as she started to roll her hips, grinding her pussy against my thigh. She made the sweetest sound in her throat, her lips parting as she held my gaze.
“Can I touch you while I do? Please?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Thank you.”
My eyes widened. I’d never been thanked before for letting someone touch me.
I wanted to hear it again.
I grabbed her hand before she could touch me.
“Say it again,” I demanded.
June’s lashes fluttered, a smile tugging at her lips. “Thank you for letting me touch you.”
Another rush of pleasure whipped through me. Hearing her say that turned me on so much, it was almost painful.
She raised my hand to her lips and kissed my knuckles. “I’ll say it a thousand more times if you tell me to. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you—”
“Come here.” I yanked her forward and kissed her hard on the mouth, guiding her fingers to my clit before releasing her.
My throat felt dry as I looked down between us. June moaned as she rocked against my body, her fingers sliding over my clit. Pleasure pulsed through me as she whimpered, her movements quickening. I could feel how soaked she was, her pussy hot and slick against my skin.
“Oh god,” she whined. “This feels so good.”
June’s head tipped back, her breasts bouncing with every motion. Moonlight kissed her pink hair and tattoos as she chased her pleasure. Her movements became jerkier as she kept grinding. I played with my nipples as I watched her. They were taut and needy, pleasure twisting through me.
For so long, I’d dreamed of being with a woman in bed. I’d imagined the softness, the gentleness, the sweet scent of her pussy. None of my fantasies could touch how absolutely perfect it was to have June on top of me right now.
I sat up suddenly, still keeping my leg flat so she could keep riding me. Our mouths brushed against each other, her tongue tangling with mine. I kissed down her throat, enjoying all the little sounds she made for me, focusing on this one spot at the base that made her shiver every time.
“I’m close again,” she rasped in my ear.
Again. The need to make her come a second time slammed into me. I looped my arm around her waist and flipped her over onto the mattress, pinning her down as I rubbed fast circles over her clit.
June’s scream split my ears, her body writhing beneath me, her hips thrusting. I didn’t let up, even as she released a soft sob.
“Fuck,” she shouted, straining beneath me as her orgasm consumed her again.
She was strong for someone so much smaller than me. My muscles burned as I kept her in place, my fingers coated in her arousal as she came.
She collapsed beneath me, a panting mess. Her eyes shut, a serene satisfied expression falling over her flushed face.
“I was supposed to be touching you,” she moaned. “And you flipped me over like a damn pancake.”
I laughed as I settled down in the blankets next to her. I sucked her essence off my fingers and then slid them down to my pussy, still craving my own release.
I couldn’t resist pushing her over the edge, though. Watching her unravel for me twice was something I’d never forget.
And once I took care of myself, I wanted a third time.
June lifted her head, her attention falling on my hand. I didn’t fight her as she sat up and settled between my spread thighs. Her gaze flickered up to mine as her tongue flicked over my clit. A shock wave flooded my veins as she buried her mouth against my pussy, her moan vibrating in her throat.
Her fingers pushed inside me, driving in and out with ease as her tongue explored me. I got lost in the feeling of her mouth, in the pleasure drowning me.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
“Can we try something?” June asked.
“Yes,” I said.
June leaned back and spread her legs, tangling them with mine. I propped myself up on my elbows, realizing what she was going to do.
She angled her hips and moved closer until her pussy rubbed against mine.
Our legs tangled together, our gazes locked, and we both groaned as we started to move.
Feeling her slick heat against mine sent tremors of pleasure through me.
I whimpered, never taking my eyes off her as we thrust against each other.
“Oh god,” she gasped.
Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as her head fell back. My fingers curled into the blankets. My back arched as I watched her through half-moon eyes.
So close. So fucking close.
My eyes flew open again right as June’s cry split the air. The moment she started to come again, I felt everything fall apart. My orgasm slammed into me, heat whipping through my body as I came with her.
We both rode out our orgasms until we collapsed back on the bed. I closed my eyes, basking in the glow of coming so hard. Of coming with June.
Our bodies were limp and tangled together like a pretzel. I was content to stay like this forever.
I smiled to myself. A week ago, I never would have believed this would be me. But it felt right that it was.
“I should get up and get us water,” June whispered.
“We can lay here a little longer.”
June nodded, but unraveled her body from mine. She moved up the bed and turned on her side. I rolled over next to her and pulled her against me, our bodies fitting together as we cuddled.
It wouldn’t be hard to fall asleep like this. Being in bed with her was cozy. Perfect. Her body was warm and soft and fit against me like a puzzle piece.
“Eventually you have to kick me out,” I sighed.
“Mmm . . . I don’t know. You could stay here.”
“Sleep over?”
June chuckled and turned over to face me. “Why not?” she whispered.
My heart raced as I tried to think of a reason as to why I shouldn’t. The only one that was coming to mind was—the idea of falling asleep next to her made my chest feel fuzzy. Fuzzy and warm and scared. I couldn’t let myself fall for her, and that feeling was a warning that I very possibly could.
“I’m going to just walk back to the hotel,” I said. “We’ll spend the night soon. I just need to have my morning routine and . . .”
June nodded. I couldn’t tell if me saying no would hurt her feelings or not. “Want me to drive you?”
I shook my head and slowly sat up. My hair felt like a lion’s mane at this point. “I can walk. I don’t mind.”
“Okay.” June smiled up at me. “Well, you’re always welcome in my bed.”
I leaned in for a deep kiss. June pushed her fingers into my hair, holding me to her as I devoured her. Every part of me reached for her, and because of that I knew I needed to pull back.
I broke the kiss, our foreheads pressing together. “Are you sure you don’t want me to drive?” she asked.
I nodded and rolled out of bed, searching for my clothes. I took my time putting them on. “I’m sure. Plus, you’re cozy. You should just relax.”
“Are you absolutely sure?”
“Yes. Walk of shame,” I chuckled. “Let me have this.”
June sighed, but flopped back down. “Okay. But you’ll text me when you get back.”
“Of course.”
“And you’ll tell me about your date with Dallas.”
My brows shot up as I slipped my sandals on. “Do you want to know about that date?”
June stared for a moment, but then nodded. “I would. I still think I should talk to him . . .”
“I think you should kiss him.”
She gasped, her mouth dropping. “What?”
I leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I think you should kiss him. I think you should fuck him. I think you should do all the things you’ve been holding yourself back from doing. I’ll see you this weekend.”
June swallowed hard. “Okay. Sleep well.”
“Oh god, I definitely will.”
I stole one more glance at her before heading toward the front door. The moment I stepped outside onto the porch, I breathed out and . . .
I couldn't stop smiling.
If someone would have told me a month ago I’d be in a small Texas town going down on a gorgeous woman, I wouldn’t have believed them. I wouldn’t have believed them if they’d said the next day, I’d be going on a date with an equally gorgeous man.
But god, was I glad this was my life. Even with the stress sitting on my shoulders and the moments I worried I was a burden to everyone around me, I felt better now than I had in a really long time.
Why not live a little?