24. Michaela #2
Michaela turned her head slightly and pulled her eyes from Jay to Iris. “Okay, so if I look at it that way, then Jay, when you touch me, you’re going to be thinking you’re touching your girlfriend’s boobs?”
“That’s what I was thinking. I was thinking ‘I really want to touch my girlfriend’s boobs. I’m very gay, Mickey, boobs are kinda my thing.”
Michaela's smile widened as she turned her focus back on Jay. Jay, who she was safe with. Jay who had just wanted to touch her. It wasn’t some magic wand, but it was enough to quiet some of the worries that she wouldn’t shape up compared to other women Jay may have been with.
“Kayla.” Michaela turned to look at Iris.
“Maybe I should have started this way, but let’s not focus so much on parts.
Okay? Try to first focus on touch and sensation.
Instead of what Jay is touching and where, think about how it feels.
You think we can work under the condition that we’ve talked about, what there is and isn’t consent for, and if it feels good, let the good have the power for a while? ”
Michaela looked up into Iris’ face. Go with the flow, she thought.
Steeling herself and mustering all her bravery, Michaela sat up and removed both her sports bra and the Wonderbra.
She lay back down topless, her eyes fixed on the ceiling until she felt Jay’s hand on her chin, forcing Michaela to look into her eyes.
“Fuck Mickey, my nipples are pretty fucking cute, but yours just might be cuter. Baby, you’re beautiful.”
Michaela swallowed. “Yeah?”
Jay looked down at her, her chocolate eyes going from adoring to something much darker, hungrier. “Baby, I’m sure. Can I kiss you?” Michaela nodded and Jay swooped down and placed her soft lips back onto hers.
This time, Jay kissed her with a ferocity that Michaela found she liked.
It was like Jay had seen her body and had to kiss her.
Had to touch her. Like her body had brought this side of Jay out.
It was a new kind of heady feeling, and it allowed Michaela to surrender to the kiss and be fully present.
Michaela relaxed into the mattress and let Jay kiss her hungrily. Suddenly, Jay pulled away and said desperately, “Can I touch you, baby?”
Michaela looked at her eyes; they looked hungry and blissed out at the same time. Michaela nodded. “Just go slow.” To herself, she muttered, “I am here with Jay.”
“That’s right, baby girl, you are here with Jay, so let yourself relax,” Iris cooed from beside her softly. Michaela found herself relaxing, finding Iris’ presence and voice incredibly affirming.
Jay bent down to kiss her again, touching her hand to Michaela’s shoulder. Heat bloomed where Jay touched her, and Michaela concentrated on the feeling, wanting it to spread and grow.
Michaela felt Iris place a hand on her forearm, tracing a finger up and down.
“Focus on the sensations, Kayla,” Iris said quietly, her voice joining Michaela’s inner voice as it told her to do the same.
Iris’ touch was light but sent pleasant prickles down her arm and complemented the heat of Jay’s palm on her shoulder.
They stayed like that for a moment. Michaela leaned into the pleasant sensations, relaxing further into the mattress. As if reading her body language, she heard Iris whisper, “Tell us when you want more, Kayla, we wanna hear it from you.”
Michaela slid her lips from Jay’s and opened her neck up a little more in invitation. “More,” Michaela said shakily, “please.”
“Good girl,” Iris cooed, “you’re doing so well for Jay.
” Michaela felt the words like the heat of the afternoon sun.
Fuck, she wanted this so badly for herself, for them, but also specifically for Jay.
There was part of her that lit up at the idea that her body could affect Jay. Could be good for Jay.
As Jay swiped her tongue over Michaela’s pulse point, she slid her hand down slowly till finally, Michaela realized, Jay’s hand enveloped her chest, her small breast. The thought of it made her arch her back slightly into Jay’s touch.
“Jay, don’t forget, Kayla needs to hear you, too,” Iris said, continuing to slide her fingers up and down Michaela’s exposed forearm.
“You like that, baby? You want more?” Jay said in between the kisses she was placing on Michaela’s neck.
“Yes,” Michaela said and then gasped as Jay palmed her breast, finishing with a brush of her thumb over her nipple.
“Oh, fuck,” Michaela said, caught off guard by the unexpected surge of pleasure.
The sensation caused something in her to unlock slightly, the feeling washing over her in an unexpected wave of emotion but not strong enough that she wanted to stop.
She definitely didn’t want to stop. Turning her face slightly, Iris came into view, a dreamy look in her eyes, as if both in awe of the sight before her and to reassure Michaela.
Jay continued to descend, kissing down to her collarbone, taking her fingers and brushing them over her nipple.
Michaela arched her back again, feeling the wave of emotion that came with the pleasure, and then she felt Iris slide her hand from her forearm all the way to her hand and clasp it.
The action grounded her in the moment with Jay.
Michaela locked her eyes with Iris’ once more before closing them. Allowing herself to feel.
She’d just settled into all the sensations when she felt Jay’s hot, wet mouth slide over her other nipple, and behind her closed eyes, Michaela saw a whole universe of stars.