CHAPTER 18 #2
“Yes,” Reese shuddered. Jette’s hands skimmed over the soft skin of her inner thighs and Reese’s eyes drifted closed. She swallowed with difficulty and felt her entire body vibrating with impatience.
Jette gently pried her knees apart and asked, “Can you spread your legs for me?” The polite tone sent chills down Reese’s spine.
Reese whined, tilting her head up to the ceiling.
Her skin prickled as she realized how vulnerable she was in Jette’s arms, but the feeling wasn’t one of fear.
It was one of desire. “Good girl.” The words hummed against Reese’s ear.
“Holy fuck,” Reese moaned before Jette even touched her.
She slumped back, letting Jette keep her upright as Jette crept closer to the apex between her thighs.
Using two fingers, Jette teasingly slid back and forth, coating her hand in Reese’s arousal.
Reese had never felt so turned on in her life.
She twitched as Jette moved in tiny circles.
She groaned and reached back to run her hands over Jette’s thighs, desperate to feel any part of Jette she could reach without moving away from the soft touches between her legs.
Reese felt her legs tense in the most enjoyable way and she leaned back harder, biting her lip.
Jette’s hand stilled, barely brushing against the skin as she pressed her lips to Reese’s racing pulse.
“I could listen to you moan forever,” Jette rumbled as her fingers moved faster.
Reese’s abdomen tensed as she exhaled shakily.
She couldn’t control the way her hips instinctively rolled into Jette’s touch.
Her desperation grew as Jette’s other hand wandered across her chest, palming her breast for a moment before running over the pebbled ridge of her nipple.
Jette’s calm and controlled voice made Reese melt.
“I think I could come just listening to you,” Jette husked.
The words elicited a moan from Reese’s lips.
“Mhm,” Jette hummed, leaving wet open mouthed kisses down Reese’s neck while her fingers dipped lower.
Involuntarily, Reese spread her legs wider as Jette teased two fingers at her entrance.
Longing ripped through her body as she grinded lower, desperately seeking relief.
“Yes,” Reese whined as Jette’s delicate fingers slid inside her a singular taunting inch.
Self-preservation be damned, Reese would’ve done anything to feel satisfaction at this point.
The surprised sound that came from Jette’s throat shot straight to Reese’s core.
Sensing her desperation, Jette pushed inside in one swift motion.
Her thumb hovered over the sensitive bud that throbbed between Reese’s legs.
A cry fell from Reese’s lips as she bucked forward, throwing her head back.
Behind her, Jette hungrily nipped the skin under Reese’s ear as her hands moved determinedly.
Reese’s mind went blank. The intense combination of Jette’s fingers sliding in and out and her thumb rubbing tiny circles left her speechless.
Filthy moans leapt from her mouth as Jette aggressively sucked the tender skin of her neck.
Reese was certain she would have bruises in the morning, though she was having a hard time caring, given her current situation.
As though reading her mind, Jette gently bit her neck and Reese yelped in response before arching her back uncontrollably.
Jette soothed the spot with her tongue and slowed her touch.
She was reading Reese’s body like an open book.
“Again,” she panted, the words slipping out of Reese’s mouth to her own surprise.
When Jette’s teeth sank into her neck for the second time, she was deliciously overwhelmed.
She writhed under Jette’s touch, desperately wanting Jette to devour her.
She wanted Jette to consume her, recklessly marking her territory as she went.
Because at this moment there was no denying that she belonged to her.
Jette picked up speed as Reese’s hips jerked more erratically.
Reese’s skin felt hot and prickly as her orgasm approached.
“If anyone asks about the marks I leave on you,” Jette’s voice was higher pitched than before, “You can blame it on derby.” She pressed slow kisses in between sentences.
Reese could feel her body begin to quake as Jette’s lips brushed the outer shell of her ear.
“I can’t help it,” her once silky voice was now breathy and strained, “You’re so pretty when you come for me.
” Jette’s words rang through her ears as she reached the tipping point and finally unraveled.
It felt like every one of her muscles simultaneously tensed before her body collapsed.
The back of her throat was sore from the ragged breaths that still ripped through her lungs and Jette’s lips tenderly pressed to the side of her face as she held Reese upright.
For a moment, the room spun as Reese struggled to collect herself.
The warmth of Jette’s skin helped to ground her as the rest of the world came back into focus.
“Oh holy fuck,” Reese whispered exasperatedly. Her limbs were still trembling uncontrollably.
“Are you okay?” Jette’s voice was soft and attentive. Her arms wrapped around Reese, lending support as they both caught their breath.
Reese laughed incredulously and felt tears brimming her eyes.
“Fuck, I’m beyond okay,” she chuckled, “That was incredible.” She blinked furiously, trying to quell the tears that threatened to spill over.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m tearing up,” she stammered, covering her face with her hands.
Jette shuffled behind her and moved to lie down, pulling her into tattooed arms as she nuzzled into Jette’s chest.
“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” Jette whispered reassuringly. She soothed calming circles on Reese’s back and sighed against her hair. Reese couldn’t erase the grin that had settled on her lips. “Is there anything I can do?” Jette asked as Reese’s heart rate steadily returned to normal.
Reese kissed under her jaw and answered, “You’ve done plenty enough already.” Jette chuckled and drew her arms tighter around Reese. “Fuck, that was…” her voice trailed off pleasantly. A warm silence filled the room as she entwined her legs with Jette.
“Are your arms okay?” Jette asked quietly. She ran a hand over Reese’s bicep as she glanced at the bruises.
“Are they still attached to my body? I honestly can’t tell,” Reese chimed back with a giggle.
“They’re still attached,” Jette answered with a smile.
Her thumbs skated across Reese’s cheeks, delicately sweeping over the bags under her eyes.
Reese brought her hands to Jette’s neck and tried to memorize the feel of Jette’s full lips and the curve of her cheekbones.
Her heart pounded in the back of her throat. Jette began, “Do you—”
“Does this—” Reese said simultaneously before chuckling.
Jette shook her head slightly as Reese shifted in her arms. “You go first,” she pressed. In the dim light, Reese opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. A heavy silence hung in the air as Jette leaned back cautiously, gauging Reese’s expression as though she were a frightened animal.
Reese took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts. “Does this feel different to you?” she mustered.
“Does what feel different?” Jette clarified.
“I don’t know,” Reese admitted. She ran her fingers over the tattoos on Jette’s shoulder. “This,” she finally said. “You and me.” Reese kept her eyes trained on her own fingers, not brave enough to meet Jette’s gaze just yet.
Jette paused for several moments as the silence grew between them. “I think so,” she admitted quietly. They both lay still as a hundred thoughts swirled around Reese’s mind, each one fighting their way to her tongue. “Does it feel different to you?” Her voice sounded hesitant.
“Mhm,” Reese hummed.
“What part? This?” Jette ran a hand over Reese’s hip, gesturing down to their naked bodies.
Reese could hear the teasing lilt in Jette’s tone, but the words were sincere.
It felt like the air had been sucked out of the room as Jette’s dark eyes finally met hers.
Her heart pounded and she was suddenly overcome with nerves.
“You. You felt inevitable to me,” she emphasized. Reese held her gaze for what felt like ages but Jette’s face gave no expression. The butterflies in her stomach now flitted in the back of her throat as she waited for Jette’s response.
“Hmm,” she mused, a smile ghosting across her lips.
Reese’s heart skidded to a halt as Jette leaned forward and kissed her softly.
“You felt inevitable to me too,” she said.
The words echoed in Reese’s ears. She couldn’t contain the feeling that threatened to burst forth from her chest. Even the tiny distance between them was too much to bear.
Reese looped her arms around Jette’s neck, desperate to bring their bodies closer.
Jette’s lips moved firmly against hers, trying to express every thought that had been left unsaid.
She could feel Jette smiling into their kiss as she rocked forward, coming to rest on top of Jette’s body.
Warmth radiated from every inch of Reese’s skin as they lay flush under the sheets.
Jette’s hands wandered over her hips and up her backside, gently grasping as she went.
Reese felt dizzy again as she braced her elbows on either side of Jette’s shoulders, careful not to press her full weight into Jette’s body on the mattress.
“I can’t get enough of you,” she hungrily whispered against Jette’s lips. Jette whimpered as Reese slid her hand under Jette’s head, melding their mouths together. Her tongue slipped into Jette’s mouth, tangling together as though they had done it a million times before.