~ 9 ~
Lily
There were good nights in life and then there were great nights.
Tonight was one of the greats. I threw on my clothes, making them wet, trying not to smile too much at Rona around Kaira and Bouchra.
They were giving us silent and suggestive looks, glancing at us as if catching us kissing was the sweetest thing they could think of.
“Is there something on your mind, you guys?” Rona asked Kaira and Bouchra, who were also back in their now wet clothes.
“Oh no, no. Minding our own business here,” Kaira said.
“Are we fuck,” Bouchra chimed in. “We’ve been talking about you this whole time.” She laughed. “You guys are fucking cute together.” She looked between us both.
I wasn’t sure kissing passionately while skinny-dipping constituted cute, more like hot and horny, but I was happy they were on board.
“I thought so,” Rona said. She was barefoot, her trainers hooked on each hand.
“I can’t wait to tell Vicky and Mathilde,” Bouchra blurted out.
“Dear God. Could you be making this any more awkward?” Rona addressed Kaira and Bouchra, not catching my eye.
I didn’t feel awkward. I thought their teasing was endearing.
Kaira caught Bouchra’s attention. “We won’t. It’s none of our business, remember?”
“I’m away.” Rona walked off.
We all followed. I glanced back at the end of the jetty, thrilled at what had just happened.
Vicky and Mathilde were still sitting at the shore end of the jetty, chatting, by the time we made it back.
“The adventurers return,” Vicky said.
“Did you enjoy it?” Mathilde asked.
I caught Rona’s eyes for a second and smiled.
She looked away, and then back at me, trying to conceal her smile.
Vicky surveyed the four of us. “Well, something went down.”
“How about that taxi.” Kaira whipped her phone out.
In the end we just walked back, given how late it was. Rona and I walked together behind everyone else. Kaira and Bouchra were true to their word and left us to it.
There was a loaded silence. The longer it went on, the more intense I felt.
I could still taste her mouth on my lips.
I could still hear the little moans and gasps she made.
I could still feel her breasts in my hands, as if we were still back on that boat.
It was like our kissing hadn’t stopped. Or maybe that was because it was playing on repeat in my head and on my hands.
Back at the villa, we all stayed up for another drink, since it was the last night. No one was being hugely talkative though.
“Well, what can I say. It’s the end of an amazing week, girls,” Vicky said, breaking a period of calm silence. “It’s been a special one. Won’t forget it.” She seemed emotional.
“I better get this one to bed,” Mathilde said, standing. She took her girlfriend’s hand. “Come on, let’s go.”
They drifted off toward their bedroom. Kaira and Bouchra went to bed not long after that. Thankfully neither of them brought it up again, except for a loaded ‘sweet dreams’ from Bouchra as she wished us both goodnight.
“Nell’s still out, then.” Rona’s voice was quiet.
“Yeah. Means we have more space to ourselves.” I couldn’t help but flirt with Rona. It was my new favourite thing in the world.
Rona nodded, slowly, as if gauging something. I wished so badly I could hear what she was thinking.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Rona said, after a moment.
I wanted to ask if I could join her but didn’t. Kissing someone didn’t automatically mean they wanted to have full sex with you right away. In some ways her restraint was making this even hotter.
“I’ll go after you,” was all that came out of me.
We walked upstairs together, the steps creaking beneath us, piercing the quiet of the house. We said goodnight to each other outside our bedroom doors.
I waited on my bed listening to Rona in the shower, wanting her.
She knocked at my door once she came out. I grabbed my towel and toiletry bag and met her at the door. She was wrapped in a towel and her hair was wet.
“Can I use the hairdryer in your room while you’re in the bathroom?”
“Of course you can.” She had been doing this every now and again, so it wasn’t unusual to ask.
She went into my room with nothing on but her towel. That was new.
My heart thumped.
I took the quickest shower I could, trying to contain my excitement.
When I got out, though, she was gone, and all my hope for something more this evening left too.
I sat on the bed, shoulders slumped. I didn’t know why I thought this was going to happen tonight, after our kiss, after touching each other like that, but part of me hoped it would.
I didn’t want to move too fast with Rona, though, because I was hoping to see her again when we got back. And soon.
A quiet knock on the door jolted me out of my thoughts.
I shot up and opened the door to find Rona standing there in an oversized t-shirt. She seemed tongue tied and was blushing, hard.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about earlier.”
“Do you want to come in?”
She nodded while biting down on her lower lip.
A burst of adrenaline coursed through me as she slipped into my dimly lit room. I was still in my towel. I wanted to do everything all at once.
Rona spoke softly. “I didn’t mean to disturb you. I just wanted to see you again. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. I’m happy you’re here.”
She smiled at that.
“Do you mind if I quickly dry myself? I’m still wet.”
“Sure, I’ll turn around.”
“You don’t have to. I want you to watch.”
Her eyes widened.
“You could sit on the bed?”
She sat cross-legged right in the middle of my bed as I took my towel off and slowly dried myself. We held each other’s eyes at first, and then she dropped her gaze to my body. Her eyes clouded over.
When I dried between my legs, she bit her lower lip again, and the skin between her eyebrows furrowed deeply. I knew what she wanted and I couldn’t wait to give it to her.
I stepped forward until my legs met the foot of the bed. I was getting used to being naked in front of Rona. I found it way easier than baring my heart and soul to her, although, I had been doing that with her remarkably soon and effortlessly compared to my other relationships and friendships.
Rona uncrossed her legs. Her breathing was shallow and she still had a hazy look in her eyes.
I wanted this, so much, but I stood there for a moment. Was it nerves? I shook my head and refocused on the beautiful woman on my bed. What if this week was fate bringing us together at the exact time we were both ready for something more?
“You look so fucking hot standing there. Sorry, that’s so forward of me.”
“I like forward.” I stepped closer, putting one knee on the bed.
Her legs opened a bit wider.
I crawled on top of her as she lay back on the bed, our legs touching and tangling. I lowered myself close to her but didn’t make contact. Not just yet. I paused at her lips, my heart pounding in my chest and my whole body on fire for her.
Rona swallowed, hard.
I ran my hand along the side of her thigh, sweeping her oversized t-shirt up above her hips.
She wasn’t wearing any underwear.
A bolt of electricity shot straight to my core, throbbing and wanting.
She leant up and kissed me, softly, vulnerably, so that my head became almost dizzy.
She gently tugged on my lips before tilting her head and finding my tongue with hers.
I closed my eyes at the sensation of her lips and her tongue delicately meeting mine. The urge to fuck her was too strong and I lowered myself onto her, meeting her heat and her wetness with my own. The contact was everything and overwhelming.
She moaned.
I think I did too.
When I rocked onto her, I had to stop kissing her for a second as my full focus was drawn to the urgency of our connection.
I wanted to kiss her everywhere and run my hands all over her all at the same time.
To take her nipples in my mouth and gently nip and suck.
But I couldn’t break the connection that had happened so quickly.
Pressing and rocking into each other, we built and built, her hands gripping into my lower back, moving all over my ass, and her fingernails digging in.
I clenched my muscles and rubbed myself over her wetness.
We became fraught with a desperate need for each other, breathing hard.
I came to my senses.
I couldn’t let either of us come just yet.
Rona had to be savoured.
I pulled away.
She made a noise that signalled disapproval. “Where are you going?”
“Nowhere,” I whispered.
I lifted her t-shirt over her head as she sat up to let me do it. Her breasts were creamy white. Her eyes were dark and alive with curiosity and desire. “Rona, you’re so beautiful.”
She ran her fingertips down the centre of my chest and over my abs, stopping just below my belly button. She looked at me like she wanted to devour me. Everything we’d shared this week clicked into place. It was also physical, and apparently mutual.
I held her eyes while lowering her onto her back and running my hands over her chest, breasts, and tummy.
She arched her back, subtly, and I lowered myself onto my knees between her legs, and inhaled. “You smell so good.”
Rona exhaled, eyes full of desire and want. “Lily, please,” she breathed. “I need you to fuck me.”
I took her clit in my mouth, and she gasped. Gently, I stroked her with my tongue, unable to believe this was happening between us tonight. I wanted to make her come so hard.
Rona squirmed under my lips, begging for more while I restrained myself from moving too fast. This was an extremely delicate moment. I caressed her hips with my fingers as I licked and teased her clit, her muscles already shaking beneath me.
My own clit throbbed between my legs. I touched myself. I was so wet.
The house was quiet. Rona was being quiet, letting out the smallest of barely audible moans only.
I brought my fingers to her entrance, teasing them up and down her soft and wet folds while I continued to fuck her with my mouth.
I slid two fingers inside her, finding heat and desire clench around them and then relax, inviting more.