Chapter 15
Chapter
Fifteen
Angelica’s body buzzed with pleasure, her ears ringing from one damn good orgasm.
She pressed herself back into the pillows and pulled Hope down for a wet, sloppy kiss.
She almost couldn’t believe this was happening.
After nearly a year of dancing around each other, they were naked—well, half naked—in her bed, and Hope’s fingers were still deep inside her.
And she was nowhere near done.
If all they were going to get was one night together, then Angelica was going to take advantage of every minute they had.
She lifted her ass off the mattress by digging her feet into it and shimmied her pants over her hips.
Hope gripped her side and helped her move enough to get the leggings off.
She’d dreamed about this, masturbated to the thoughts of what it might feel like.
But nothing she’d imagined was even close to the real thing.
She gasped when Hope bent down and covered her nipple with her lips, sucking and flicking her hardened nipple with her tongue.
Fuck, Hope didn’t hold back.
For this being her first time with a woman, she wasn’t hesitant. She took control and led the way from one orgasm into what Angelica hoped would soon be the next. She tangled her fingers in Hope’s long locks and held her right where she wanted.
God, she craved touch.
She hadn’t realized just how much until Hope was the one pressing against her, cascading fingers all over her, pressing lips and tongue to her skin.
She was flat out deprived of any kind of sensual, comforting, mutual touch.
And she loved this. Angelica swallowed hard, whimpering as she bucked up slightly and tried to turn them over again.
It was time for her to be in charge for a little while—time for her to taste and see everything that Hope offered her.
Angelica tugged Hope back up to kiss her again.
She wasn’t sure she’d ever get enough of Hope’s mouth against hers, the gentle press, the hot licks. She wanted as much of it as possible.
Angelica kissed Hope’s cheek and then her chin.
She worked her way down Hope’s neck and across her prominent collar bones, mixing the kisses with swipes from her tongue.
Hope brushed her fingers down Angelica’s back and over her ass, pulling her in even closer.
Angelica hummed as she moved down Hope’s body, to the tops of her small breasts.
She scraped her teeth lightly, listening to the way Hope hissed but also writhed with pleasure at the same time.
Taking her time, Angelica moved to Hope’s nipples, lavishing them in the same way Hope had done to her.
She reached down at the same time, pulling at the snap and zipper on Hope’s pants to ease them open and hopefully down her legs at the same time.
Angelica wanted to be fully naked, pressed against her, writhing together.
She gripped the waistband of Hope’s black pants and pulled them down, revealing creamy skin in the process.
Hope moved with her, pushing her hands against the fabric to make it go faster.
Angelica nearly laughed at the sight, but instead she just smiled until she was able to settle between Hope’s legs.
Looking up at Hope from the position on her belly, Angelica waited to see what Hope would do next.
Their gazes locked, and Angelica’s heart raced.
Hope parted her legs even more, pulling her heels up.
The first whiff Angelica got of Hope’s scent nearly put her over the edge.
She breathed in Hope’s arousal, that heady scent mixed with the lingering touch of lilacs after the rain and whatever meal Hope had spent hours cooking that day.
Angelica would ask about that later.
Or maybe not.
It didn’t really matter anyway.
Scooting forward on her elbows, Angelica pressed delicate kisses against the inside of Hope’s thighs. She left a wet trail of them as she moved closer to the mess of curls and swollen lips between Hope’s legs.
“I’m sorry,” Hope murmured.
Angelica froze in place, furrowing her brow and looking upward. Did Hope want her to stop? Was she begging off her apology already? Before they could even get started?
“I… I’m a bit of a mess… down there.”
Angelica sighed, her lips pulling up to one side instantly as she looked directly into Hope’s eyes. “Do I look like I care if you’re clean shaven, trimmed, or in your full natural and beautiful state?”
“N-no,” Hope stuttered. “B-but you’re—”
“Not you,” Angelica finished for her. “Stop comparing yourself to me and just be yourself.” To make her point a bit stronger, Angelica pressed a kiss to Hope’s thigh and then her cheek against the warmth of her skin. “Ready to continue?”
Hope nodded, biting her lower lip hard as she stayed curled up to stare down at everything Angelica was doing.
“Hope,” Angelica said her name sharply enough to have Hope’s full attention. Now that they’d paused, now that Hope had stopped her, she had to check. Was this what Hope really wanted or was she already having regrets?
“Yes, Angel. I’m ready.”
Angelica’s lips curled up into a brilliant smile. Her cheeks reddened from the pleasure of just lying here with Hope, in between her legs, and finally having these walls broken down. She kissed Hope’s leg again and then moved in a bit closer.
Another kiss.
Then another one.
She nuzzled her nose into the thick curls, breathing in the scent deeply and letting the wild hairs tickle her nose and chin and cheeks.
She never cared about what a woman looked like, so long as she was clean and hygienic, which Hope definitely was.
In fact, this wild side of Hope, the side that said Hope didn’t have everything together, was exactly the one that she wanted to witness.
Angelica pressed a sweet kiss to Hope’s clit before feeling around and breathing slowly.
She parted her lips, starting with a tender lick and tease.
Hope gasped, throwing her head back and her arms over her head.
Angelica memorized every single thing that Hope did, every small sound she made, every breath she took.
Sex with Hope hadn’t been loud yet, and Angelica didn’t anticipate that it would get there.
They were both too reserved, too aware of everything swirling around them.
Angelica nuzzled in deeper, covering Hope’s clit with her entire mouth and sucking lightly.
Hope moaned, bucking her hips up in slow motion before dropping them back down.
Wrapping her hands around Hope’s thighs, Angelica pulled herself forward a little before angling Hope’s hips upward to get a better position for both of them.
She wanted to make this feel good. She pressed her fingers tightly into Hope’s hips, completely covering her clit and sucking. Hope moaned. Angelica didn’t let go.
She breathed heavily, giving Hope as much pleasure as she could.
Swipe after suck after breath. Angelica loved watching Hope fall apart against her, the twitches her body made, the rising and falling of her belly as she breathed ragged breaths.
Satisfaction rolled through her, knowing that she was the one who was giving Hope this first experience, that she was the first woman to lie between Hope’s legs and press her mouth against her.
Hope planted her hands into the blankets, curling her fingers around them.
Her hips rocked hard but not in time with Angelica’s sucks.
She must be close, and Angelica didn’t want to let up until she cascaded over that edge, until she truly had the full experience of being with a woman.
Angelica closed her eyes, focusing. She followed Hope’s movements and kept her teasing as consistent as possible.
Angelica held her tightly as Hope pressed hard against her mouth, grunting out her release.
Angelica slowed her licks, letting the orgasm she’d teased linger as long as Hope wanted it to.
She eventually dipped her tongue lower, tasting Hope fully and savoring that sweet flavor as it hit the back of her mouth.
She hummed her satisfaction as she pressed her cheek against Hope’s leg and continued to stay there, settled into this moment. Hope breathed raggedly, her chest rising and falling rapidly before it slowed into a gentle and consistent movement.
“Come up here,” Hope said, her voice hoarse.
Angelica complied, crawling up the bed until she was lying next to Hope. They both turned on their sides, and Angelica pressed her hand next to her face as she stared directly into Hope’s eyes. She honestly couldn’t be happier.
There’d be consequences to this, but consequences be damned.
They’d both gotten exactly what they wanted, what they’d craved. Drawing in a deep breath, Angelica let it out slowly. She reached forward, trailing her fingers through Hope’s hair as they continued to look at each other.
The silence was oddly comforting.
They didn’t need to talk about this. Not yet at least. Angelica didn’t want to spoil the few moments that they were finally sharing together. She would savor every second that Hope gave her like this. One night or more—though Angelica was fairly certain it’d only be the one.
“I want to try that,” Hope whispered finally, after what felt like hours of lying together in silence.
“Try what?” Angelica asked, her lips curling up. She’d never be able to wipe the smile off her face, would she? This version of cardio was so much better than any run that she could take in the middle of the night.
“Eating you.” Hope’s cheeks tinged pink, as if she was embarrassed by that.
Was she?
“So try it.” Angelica giggled lightly. “Nothing and no one’s stopping you.”