CHAPTER 14 #2
Her eyes trailed over the intricate tattoos that covered her arms and shoulders before glimpsing the large blackbird tattooed across her stomach.
Reese tentatively reached a hand out and traced the outline from Jette’s black bra down to the waistband of her jeans.
Her fingertips just barely grazed the skin and Jette inhaled sharply through her teeth at the feeling.
Her skin glowed with heat as Reese ran her fingertips over every small curve.
As she pressed forward, Reese’s fingers hesitated over the button of Jette’s jeans and Jette crushed their lips together.
She couldn’t stand to keep her mouth off of Reese any longer.
Nodding against her mouth, Reese’s hands wandered to the zipper and pulled it down.
Jette tenderly grabbed the sides of Reese’s face and dragged her mouth over Reese’s chin before planting open mouthed kisses down her neck.
Delicate fingers tangled in her hair as Jette sank down further to her knees.
She looked Reese in the eyes as she tentatively lifted the hem of the gray tank top.
Reese’s pupils were blown as Jette trailed her tongue over the newly exposed skin.
Reese audibly gasped and the sound made Jette feel weak in the knees.
She pressed her lips against the warm skin of Reese’s hipbones and asked, “May I?” Jette held eye contact as she hooked the waistband of Reese’s sweatpants. She gently tugged on them once and waited for a response.
“Fuck,” Reese moaned before letting her head roll back.
Jette exhaled and shook her head. “That’s not an answer,” she purred.
She wasn’t in a position to move just yet.
After months of fighting the undeniable chemistry between them, and subsequent weeks of wondering if Reese felt the same way, Jette wanted to hear Reese’s explicit desire.
She needed it. Her eyes blissfully drifted closed as her teeth grazed Reese’s skin.
Reese’s hips pushed forward, straining to be closer to Jette.
“Yes,” she answered breathily. Jette lips curled into a smile as Reese hurriedly kicked her sweatpants off and Jette settled between her legs.
She held Reese’s eyes when she softly dragged her nails down her bare legs.
Reese’s flushed chest was heaving in anticipation.
Warmth emanated from her skin and Jette could feel her own arousal sinking lower and lower.
Erotic didn’t even come close to describing how this moment felt.
Her dark nails toyed with the hem of Reese’s underwear and Jette looked up at the woman standing above her.
Her eyes looked dark from this new exhilarating angle.
Jette pressed her lips to the pale skin and used her tongue to leave a damp swirl on Reese’s inner thigh.
Reese rewarded her with a small gasp that reverberated in Jette’s chest. She was convinced nothing would ever compare to this moment.
Jette was in no hurry, she knew she could take her time and draw out the moment.
Her breathing accelerated at the thought of teasing Reese.
Leading her right to the precipice and then waiting.
Driving Reese wild to the point of begging.
But part of her wanted to yank the delicate fabric down those legs.
She kissed her thighs slowly and a groan escaped Reese’s lips as she rocked forward.
Jette looked up and inched closer to where Reese desperately wanted her.
Reese held her breath as Jette softly pressed her lips to the fabric, feeling the damp evidence of her arousal.
The way Reese looked at her made Jette feel like she was worshiping in front of a god. Like she existed only for her.
Jette hummed, delighting in the way Reese twitched under her. Groans came from above as her tongue skimmed over the slick fabric. “Can I taste you?” Jette murmured, never removing her lips from the thin fabric.
Reese agreed before Jette could finish asking. She wriggled the fabric down her legs and shifted, allowing her legs to part. The desire burning in her core was almost too much to bear. Jette couldn’t tease anymore, she needed this as much as Reese did. It was intoxicating how badly she wanted her.
She leaned in and dragged her tongue through Reese’s folds, feeling lightheaded.
She moaned against the wet skin and Reese’s hands gently threaded through Jette’s hair, pulling her closer.
She let her tongue glide across the sensitive spot where Reese needed and listened to her moan expletives in the quiet room.
The high-pitched noises only fueled Jette’s intensity.
She brought her hands higher and teasingly climbed her fingers up Reese’s inner thigh.
“Please,” Reese repeated softly. Jette smiled against her center and pressed her tongue more firmly this time.
Her tongue explored where Reese wanted to be touched, alternating between slow languid strokes and small circles.
Reese rolled her hips forward as Jette teased her entrance for a second before sliding inside.
Jette hummed against Reese’s lips, savoring the feeling of her warmth.
It was as though Reese was vibrating under her touch.
Her breathing sped up and her voice became gravelly as she directed Jette how to touch her.
At this rate, Jette didn’t believe that Reese would even need to touch her to make her come.
She was already soaked and alarmingly close.
Reese’s knees quivered and Jette knew she wasn’t alone in the feeling.
Jette groaned as she pulled away and stood.
Reese’s voice hitched to a new register as she protested.
Her hooded eyes were wild with lust. She pleaded, her voice dripping with need.
“Please what?” Jette whispered, keeping her fingers firmly pressed where Reese needed her most. The combination made Jette intimately aware of the pool of wetness between her own thighs.
“Please what?” She repeated, relishing the feeling of Reese squirming under her touch, desperate for release.
Reese’s legs spread further, silently willing Jette to move faster, harder against the sensitive spot begging for attention.
She purred, her voice like silk. “I want to hear you,” Jette commanded softly.
“Fuck,” Reese panted. But the rest of Reese’s words seemed to get caught in her throat.
Her dewy forehead rested against Jette’s as stunning green eyes searched Jette’s face, silently pleading.
“I want you,” was all Jette could hear before her enthusiastic kiss nearly lifted the pair off the ground.
Jette’s tongue darted across her bottom lip as Reese clung to her neck.
“I want you laying down for this,” she purred into Reese’s ear.
Below, her fingers moved in deliberate circles, keeping Reese’s breathing elevated as she pulled away from the counter.
Reese whimpered against her cheek in relief and wordlessly moved to the bed, rustling the sheets as she slid backwards.
Jette straddled her hips and clumsily yanked the gray tank top from Reese’s shoulders.
“Take these off,” Reese ordered against Jette’s mouth.
Her hands frantically pulled at Jette’s jeans.
She quickly kicked them off, throwing them behind her as she settled between Reese legs.
Reese let out a sigh of relief as Jette’s tongue dragged through her folds again.
Jette gently circled two fingers around Reese’s entrance as Reese’s voice grew progressively higher.
Her head was swimming as she tasted Reese on her tongue, reveling in the way Reese reacted when she finally pushed her fingers inside.
Reese trembled underneath her as she cursed under her breath and hands gently clawed through her hair as Reese’s body tensed and strained against her tongue.
Reese’s moans crescendoed as Jette moved her fingers faster, coaxing her to surrender.
Thighs clamped around her ears, muffling the sounds as Reese shuddered uncontrollably.
Jette gradually slowed her hands as she waited for Reese’s breathing to return to normal.
Her heady pulse pounded in her ears as Reese’s thighs finally fell open around her.
Reese reached for her chin and pulled their lips together.
“That was—” she paused to catch her breath.
“I know,” Jette answered against her lips.
She straddled Reese’s hips and lowered her body to press against the other woman’s chest. She hummed in approval as Reese’s hands grasped for her waist and began to pull her closer.
Jette could feel Reese smiling against her mouth as they kissed slowly.
It felt different from their other kisses.
Jette didn’t want to move any faster, instead she enjoyed the way that Reese’s lips softly claimed her own.
She grinded lower, shivering as Reese’s fingertips roamed over her breasts. “God, you’re sexy,” she groaned.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” Reese murmured into her ear.
She slid one hand between Jette’s legs and pressed her palm against the tacky fabric between them.
Jette’s eyes closed involuntarily and she gasped in surprise.
Reese began to move her hand in a circular motion and nibbled on Jette’s earlobe.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” she whispered.
Jette twitched in anticipation. Reese had barely touched her and she was already so close to the edge.
Jette let out a small moan as Reese asked, “Can I touch you?” Her voice sounded surprisingly polite while her hands moved provocatively below.
Jette couldn’t think straight. Her voice felt weak as she hummed in approval.
Reese’s hand shifted slightly, refusing to give Jette the needed friction.
“That’s not an answer,” Reese’s voice dropped lower as Jette groaned in exasperation, feeling her arousal soaking the fabric under Reese’s hand.
She grinded down, desperate to feel Reese’s hand against her clit but Reese tutted and pulled her hand away.
“I want to hear you.” A teasing smile played across her lips.
Painfully slow, Reese brought her fingers to her own mouth.
Her eyes twinkled as Jette grit her teeth and inhaled in frustration.
Reese’s lips parted and she slid two fingers into her mouth, letting her tongue wash over them as she held Jette’s gaze.
Jette’s heartbeat pounded between her legs.
A taunting moan left Reese’s throat and Jette felt as though her skin was on fire.
“Fuck,” Jette rasped, rolling her hips. “Please,” she moaned.
The raw desperation in her voice surprised even herself.
Reese slipped her fingers under the soaked fabric and Jette bit her lip as Reese slid through the wet folds between her legs.
She teased tiny circles just beyond where Jette truly wanted her.
Reese brushed her fingers back and forth over Jette’s entrance before Jette eventually caved.
She decisively lowered herself, sinking down on Reese’s delicate fingers.
Reese had an unholy look in her eyes as Jette began to rock back and forth, sliding on her fingers.
“God, you’re unreal,” Reese whispered, thrusting her hand to meet Jette with each movement. Jette glued their mouths together as she started to writhe faster. Her moans were muffled against Reese’s lips as they picked up speed. She could feel her legs begin to shake.
“Fuck,” Jette’s voice gave out. Reese’s breathing grew ragged as she started to move her fingers even faster.
Jette kept her arms braced on the mattress and something in her lower abdomen tensed involuntarily.
Everything about the way Reese touched her felt new.
She had never craved another person so intensely.
And she had certainly never been so satisfied with only someone’s hands between her thighs.
Reese leaned forward and wrapped her other hand around the nape of Jette’s neck.
She brought her mouth to Jette’s ear and began whispering.
Jette’s eyes nearly rolled back into her head, now thoroughly convinced her skin was on fire.
“That’s it, I want to feel you,” her breath tickled the hairs on Jette’s neck.
Reese’s voice was in a completely different register than Jette had ever heard before.
Jette shuddered and felt herself slipping over the edge.
She moved faster and more erratically as Reese continued to talk her through her impending orgasm.
Her breathing quickened and the back of her throat wound tight.
Her hips jerked as she moaned in ecstasy through gritted teeth.
Reese was gently cradling her face as she held eye contact, waiting for Jette to finish grinding back and forth.
Reese bit the corner of her lip and smiled as Jette struggled to catch her breath.
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to Reese’s as she rolled onto her side.
She lazily tucked Reese’s hair behind an ear and admitted breathily, “I’ve never come—” she paused since her breathing still had yet to return to normal.
“Never?” Reese quirked an eyebrow, taunting her. Jette rolled her eyes. Of course she had done that before.
“I’ve never come like that,” she specified. A cocky smirk crossed Reese’s face and she pulled their faces close. Jette shifted onto her back and Reese kissed her tenderly.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while,” Reese admitted against her lips.
Jette felt an entire swarm of butterflies in her stomach.
She wrapped an arm around Reese’s hip and pulled her close.
The taste of Reese’s sleepy smile against her lips sent a surge of warmth to her core.
Heartbeats resounded in her chest as Reese lay in her tattooed arms. Jette smiled to herself when she couldn’t discern whether the heartbeats belonged to her or Reese.
“Me too,” Jette agreed. “Fuck, I thought about it a lot,” she whispered. Her voice was velvety as she admitted thoughtfully, “I can’t believe that just happened.” Reese pleasantly sighed against her skin.
“Yeah?” Reese challenged. “Think it could happen again?” Jette’s jaw dropped and Reese giggled as she pulled their lips together once more.