33. Jay
JAY
Jay moaned around Michaela’s clit, the sound going straight to her cock.
She throbbed at the chance to finally taste Michaela, to have her like this, her legs wide and Jay between them worshipping Michaela like the fucking goddess Jay always knew she was.
Jay relished the way her nose scraped against the patch of hair between Michaela’s legs, taking in her scent, taking in her being.
She sucked and licked and stroked, making sure she was using the language Michaela needed to hear.
Taking a moment to lift her head and take in the sight before her, she teased her lover’s clit between two fingers.
“God baby, this isn’t even all me here,” Jay said, smearing wetness between her fingers, “this is you, you’re so wet for me.
You’re fucking dripping.” Michaela gasped as Jay continued to work her.
“Don’t you worry baby, I’m not going to waste a single drop.
” And Jay meant it, she couldn’t wait for more.
Michaela continued to leak, and Jay loved how wet she was getting for her.
But so was Jay, she could feel her own wetness smeared across her stomach.
It didn’t help when she got a good look at Michaela, sprawled out, limber, her hair a crown around her on the mattress.
Beautiful wasn’t even the right word. She would never get tired of this.
Her body was so taut with anticipation she was resigned to the knowledge she wasn’t going to last long.
Not this round, anyway. Jay fully intended to make love to Michaela until their bodies had nothing left to give. But this first round belonged to Michaela. Jay wanted it to, needed it to.
“Jay, fuck please, yes!” Michaela exclaimed, rocking her hips in time with Jay’s strokes. Jay loved how free Michaela was right now, how much she was letting herself go and soak up the moment.
“Mmmm that’s right, I want you to purr for me, moan for me, let me know I’m making you feel good. That’s what I want, I want you to feel so damn good you can’t think about anything else but how fucking good my love feels.”
Michaela let out a loud moan, and Jay went back to work, sucking Michaela back into her mouth, giving her everything she had, feeling her own release building. Her cock was begging for friction, but she ignored it as she tongued Michaela.
“Jay, fuck baby, you’re going to make me come, oh fuck, baby—” Michaela didn’t finish her sentence, instead she just rocked her hips steadily in time with Jay’s mouth.
Jay sucked harder. Michaela didn’t call her baby often, and so when she did, she felt like she had earned a gold star.
She planned on coaxing more out of her throughout the night.
“Oh my god, I am so fucking close,” Michaela cried.
Jay thought she knew what would take her lover over the edge.
They’d talked about it; Jay had yet to touch her hole, and she thought this moment, when Michaela was so free, was the time to try.
Jay slid a finger through her own wetness and then slid one hand under her thigh and ass, careful not to touch anything Michaela didn’t want touched, and experimentally added pressure at Michaela’s entrance.
The effect was immediate–Michaela’s hole twitched in response and soon her body went taut, and Jay felt one of Michaela’s hands grab the back of her head before she jerked and came down Jay’s throat, letting out the most exquisite cry of pleasure Jay had ever heard.
The whole moment was so incredible that Jay was also pushed over the edge, spilling onto the sheets beneath her as her vision whited out.
For a moment, they just breathed, Jay resting her head on one of Michaela’s thighs, the taste of her still on her tongue. It was a high Jay wasn’t sure she would ever shake. Jay felt Michaela run a hand through her hair, her turn to begin rubbing circles on her scalp.
“Holy shit,” Michaela finally breathed, and Jay smiled.
“Yes, holy shit. Mickey, you’re a fucking dream.”
“That was amazing. This whole time, I was missing that.”
“Don’t you worry, Mickey baby, I will gladly provide that whenever. Besides, sometimes things are sweeter when you wait.”
“Oh, so you’re saying you wouldn’t have liked it as much if we’d done that right away?”
“Nope, pretty sure I’d love it the same, just trying to make you feel better,” Jay said, and she laughed at the flick she felt on her scalp.
Jay lifted her head as Michaela sat up on her elbows. “Jay, let me taste you too, you don’t get to—”
“Oh I did, all over the sheets…that we now have to change.”
“Wait, you came? You didn’t have to make yourself—”
“I assure you I didn’t, baby, that was just how fucking good it was having you in my mouth.” Jay waited for the realization to dawn on Michaela.
“Fuck, Jay,” she said quietly, her voice breathy.
“In a minute, if you’ll have me.”
“What do you mean?” Michaela said, her voice full of excitement and want.
“Now I can concentrate. We aren’t done.”
In the dark, Jay saw Michaela smile. “Good, because as amazing as that was, I still want you to fuck me, Jay.”
Jay’s heart leapt at the idea of being even closer to Michaela, of them coming together as one.
“Give me fifteen minutes,” Jay said, sliding up Michaela’s body while maneuvering them away from the wet spot she wasn’t going to think about until they were done.
“And how should we spend those minutes?” Michaela said, wanting evident in her voice and a smile on her full lips.
“Hmmm I can think of a few ways, but all I care about is that I’m close to you, holding you like this,” Jay said, wrapping an arm around Michaela.
To Jay’s delight, Michaela slid her leg between hers so that they were leg locked, pelvis to pelvis.
The feeling sent a small zing through Jay.
They’d never done this before either, and Jay cherished it, cherished the fact that Michaela was still free in this moment with her.
“Did you mean what you said?” Michaela said after they pulled away. They’d been making out for the last few minutes, lazily, both taking the time to just be with each other. Jay slid the top sheet up over more of them, but the bed remained pretty warm. Not oppressively so, but just right.
“What do you mean?” Jay asked, kneading the spot just above Michaela’s hip bone under the sheet, “That you’re insanely beautiful?
That I want to kiss you everywhere all the time?
” Michaela let out a little laugh, giving Jay the smile she craved the sight of.
But then her girlfriend’s face went serious and somewhat sheepish.
“No, I meant, like being together forever and stuff. Marriage, kids, like, if we work out and if we could,” she said the last part in a rush.
“Michaela Johnson, this is kinda a lousy proposal—ow!” Jay laughed at the small shove Michaela gave her.
“You asked me out on a Ferris wheel while I was terrified,” Michaela said.
Jay scoffed. “I didn’t know you were afraid of heights, and it’s the thought that counts right? We got there in the end?”
Michaela rolled her eyes, but the smile was back on her lips. “I guess you better propose then, as a do-over.”
“As a do-over?” Jay said incredulously.
“Yes, a do-over and besides, there is nothing in my name for me. I would be Michaela Flores, if you’d be okay with it.”
Jay didn’t know how to contain the thrill the sound of her last name after Michaela’s made her. She leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on Michaela’s lips as her answer. “What else, tell me more about this future.”
“Hmm well, we’d live in a house–I'm not sure where yet, but wherever our work takes us. Pretty sure you’ll be doing whatever computer things you do, and I will,” Michaela paused for a moment before saying, “I’ll be making a difference somehow. For our community.”
Jay smiled and said, “I know you will--I mean, you could write.”
“Yeah, I could, and I think writing would be a great way to find people. But I think I want to also do something with education? Maybe start a school based on tolerance? Where kids could start to learn a lot of what we are just figuring out. I don’t want any more kids growing up thinking something is wrong with them or not understanding what they’re feeling or–well, you know. ”
Jay’s heart swelled with pride at just how incredible Michaela was. Here this woman had been through so much, tackled so much, and instead of envisioning an ideal future where she and Jay were married and just living their lives, Michaela was thinking about ways to give that ideal future to others.
“You are amazing, you know that Mickey? Thank you for choosing me,” Jay said earnestly, resting her forehead against Michaela’s and nuzzling her slightly. She added, “Any way that I can support you, I will. Not just support you like I said about our future, but to help you give one to others.”
“Yeah?” Michaela said quietly, and Jay knew it was a genuine question.
“Yeah. You and me Mickey, you and me against the world.”
This time, it was Michaela who leaned forward and brushed her lips against Jay’s. Jay immediately kissed her back and let out a small breath as Michaela deepened the kiss.
“Promise?” Michaela said in between their kisses.
“Promise,” Jay said, and she rolled Michaela onto her back, kissing her like she was etching that promise on her lover’s mouth, tongue, everything she could touch. But that wouldn’t be enough; she wanted it etched everywhere on her. She wanted Michaela to feel it everywhere.
“Mickey,” Jay said, “do you still want me inside you?”
“Please,” Michaela responded before seeking Jay’s mouth and pulling her into another kiss.
Jay was lost momentarily in the heat and wetness of Michaela’s perfect mouth, feeling her cock begin to rebound.
She trailed kisses down Michaela’s neck, nipping softly at the soft skin there.
Since this was their second round, Jay wasn’t as desperate and lust-drunk, she could take her time.
Taste every part of Michaela. Completely drink her in like she’d fantasized about so often.