37. Jay
JAY
“Drink up little lambs, I’m going to graduate soon, and you’re going to miss me when I am all the way in New York!” Sasha called over the thrum of music.
“Think we will have parties here over the summer?” Michaela asked into Jay’s ear.
“Hmmm, maybe,” Jay said back. Parties or not, Jay was looking forward to continuing to live with Michaela over the summer.
She and Callie would keep working at the cafe, and Kevin and Michaela mentioned job hunting elsewhere.
Jay was sure it would work out. Iris and Davis would be moving in once Jay and Michaela moved back on campus.
They’d saved enough money over the year to be able to get a place over the summer and put a deposit on Sasha’s place.
If Jay and Michaela didn’t throw parties here over the summer, Jay knew Davis and Iris would carry the torch once the fall semester started.
With the weather heating up and seniors abuzz with pre-graduation hype, the campus felt incredibly alive.
Classes and work had become a blur between social events.
Jay felt light and airy; spring break had solidified to her that she’d found this little family here in California, something she’d been afraid of giving up when she’d left home.
Speaking of which, she and Diana had started a real friendship, and Jay thought she’d have the chance to meet up with her that following summer.
She was going to bring Michaela; she’d been saving up for it.
She didn’t know exactly how to bring it up to Diana yet; their friendship seemed still new.
But she knew Diana was going to love Michaela.
She just hoped that feeling would go both ways.
“Where are you right now? Dance with me,” Michaela said, as the song changed and The Spice Girls’ Say You’ll Be There started to play.
Jay didn’t have to be told twice. Like most of the world, herself included, Michaela was entranced by the female group–more so than Jay would have predicted at Halloween.
And she couldn’t deny it, Spice was a killer album.
Looking around the space, she felt giddy at the idea of the future with Michaela.
But she also had a stunningly beautiful woman in front of her moving her hips right now.
Michaela was in skintight black leggings and a baggy t-shirt that hung down to her mid-thigh, so she was wearing it like a dress.
Her newly re-twisted hair was half up and half down, paired with a thick headband that was very Janet Jackson in Poetic Justice.
Like Janet in that movie, Michaela was hot as hell.
“You know you are so sexy, right,” Jay said to her girlfriend as they danced and Jay wrapped Michaela in her arms.
“I guess you aren’t bad yourself,” Michaela replied, and Jay laughed. She loved it when Michaela was free and loose and able to poke fun at her. It was a side of Michaela she had been seeing more and more, and she loved it.
“So I am just what, alright?” Jay teased back.
“I said alright!” Michaela teased back, swaying to the beat.
“That’s not what you were moaning earlier when—”
Michaela cut her off with a kiss and then pulled away giggling.
“You’re lucky you’re so fucking cute,” Jay said.
“Which is it?” Michaela said, her eyes seeming to darken as they fixed on Jay’s, making Jay’s heart skip. “Am I sexy, or am I cute?”
“Can’t you be both?” Jay said back, intrigued by the energy shift; it was sultry and warm.
Michaela leaned down closer to her, wrapping her long arms around her neck. “I think tonight I can only be one,” Michaela said. She bent down slightly and planted a kiss on Jay’s lips, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.
“Then I am going to go with sexy, you’re always so damn sexy,” Jay said.
“Oh yeah? Are you sure?”
Their bodies were flush against one another now, the party around them seeming to fall away from Jay’s focus.
“I mean, feel free to prove it again,” Jay said, “with another kiss.”
“Hmm I don’t know…you don’t seem too sure, I think I am going to have to give you a bigger demonstration than just a kiss, Juanita.”
As soon as the suite door closed behind them, Michaela had backed Jay up against the wall, kissing her. Bossy Michaela was another side of her girlfriend that Jay was getting more and more used to. She loved seeing Michaela take what she wanted.
“Hmm she’s bossy,” Jay said when they broke apart.
Michaela slid a hand to hold Jay’s jaw, tipping it up slightly before saying, “She’s horny and you look fucking amazing tonight.”
Jay melted, grabbing one of Michaela’s round, firm ass cheeks.
“Mickey baby, take me to bed.”
They kissed like madwomen till they managed to navigate to their bedroom door. It was as though being separated for even a few moments was unbearable. Jay needed to give Michaela whatever she wanted, and Jay knew this was a night when Michaela would let her know exactly what that was
Once the door to their bedroom was shut, Jay allowed Michaela to press her up against it while the two of them undressed each other. They tore at each other’s clothes like their movements would never be fast enough. Jay knew they both needed to be skin to skin as soon as possible.
“Music?” Michaela breathed as Jay stooped down to pull off her leggings.
“I don’t fucking care either way, I just want you.
Need you,” Jay said, nuzzling Michaela’s clit through her cotton panties.
Michaela let out a moan and ran her hand across Jay’s scalp, sending more pleasant sensations down her spine.
As Jay nuzzled her once more, she felt a wet spot smear under her nose and she moaned.
“Fuck baby, you’re already wet for me,” Jay said. She loved how wet Michaela got, how she soaked through her underwear whenever they were together. It felt amazing to know Michaela wanted Jay as much as she wanted Michaela.
“Music,” Michaela breathed, breaking away from Jay in nothing but her panties.
Jay took a moment to admire her girlfriend’s ass in the glow of the small lava lamp they kept plugged in on nights out.
Michaela went over to the stereo, and as soon as Jay heard the insertion of a tape, she knew exactly what Michaela was putting on.
She also knew it meant it was going to be a great night.
There was no surprise when the Spice Girl’s Naked started playing. Michaela had made what she called a “makeout mixtape” of the eligible songs from the Spice album. Jay never pointed out that they often did more than make out to the tape.
Jay moved from where she still stood at the door. When Michaela turned back to her, Jay bent as she removed her underwear. “Mickey, I want you so bad, look at that perfect ass, just waiting for me,” Jay said.
“You can have it, but I want to be on top tonight,” Michaela said, her dark eyes gliding over Jay’s body.
Jay momentarily froze. She’d never heard Michaela use that phrasing so she wanted to make sure.
As if reading her hesitation, Michaela said, “I want to fuck you, not inside you but,”—oh.
Jay liked the sound of that. She walked up to Michaela and placed her hands on her hips, dipping her fingers under her waistband.
“Can’t wear these while you fuck me baby–plus, they’re soaked,” Jay said rubbing her thumb over Michaela’s stiff clit. “Take them off.”
Michaela gave her a crooked smile. As if trying to regain control, Michaela said, “Get on the bed, Juanita, while I get supplies.”
Twenty minutes later, Jay lay on her back, panting and still riding the high of Michaela riding her.
Her sexy body on top of Jay’s, the feel of them sliding together, fitting together perfectly.
Jay reaching around to finger Michaela and watching her fall apart.
Michaela, throwing her head back as she came and squirted all over Jay.
“God, our sex is so good,” Michaela said.
“Well like I’ve said, it's definitely because it's us, but also, let’s be real, lesbian sex is the best sex.”
“I can’t believe I didn’t realize it sooner.”
“We are young, baby, we have time. I’m just thankful you answered my roommate inquiry in that chat room.”
“Me too,” Michaela said, rolling onto her stomach. Jay turned her head so she could more easily see her lover.
“And now you’re stuck with me. It’s you and me against the world,” Jay said and then did a little dance internally, because the smile Michaela gave her was everything.