Chapter 7 #4
Erin’s contented sighs spurred her on, and she rubbed her thumb on Erin’s clit over the now damp fabric.
Erin’s body twisted on the mattress as she writhed from pleasure, and Lena kept the pressure consistent.
When she couldn’t take it anymore and had to taste Erin, she ripped off the panties and cast them aside, then buried her face in Erin, flicking Erin’s swollen clit with her tongue.
Lightly at first, then with more pressure, until she flatted her tongue and licked the nub.
Erin moaned, but Lena could only focus on how good Erin tasted.
Lena flickered her eyes up to look at Erin when she felt Erin arch her back.
Lena inserted one finger inside Erin then a second, feeling her walls loosen and make room for her.
She pushed her fingers inside as she worked her tongue over Erin’s clit, alternating between licking, flicking, and sucking on the nub.
Erin’s back arched more, and Lena placed her elbow on Erin’s leg to steady her and keep her flat on the mattress.
She increased the speed of her fingers and curled them upward, finding that soft spot of pleasure within Erin, and Erin cried out as her orgasm crashed over her.
Lena kept her fingers inside Erin and felt Erin’s walls clench rhythmically around her fingers, and only when Erin’s body slackened did she remove them.
Lena left a trail of feathery kisses up from Erin’s clit, over her bellybutton and breasts, along her neck, and to her lips. Erin let out a soft purr with each kiss, and Lena sank into the kiss and on Erin’s shoulder.
Erin wrapped her arm around Lena and held her close, and the last thought Lena had before she fell asleep was how comfortable she was and how she could get used to this.
When Lena roused on Sunday morning in Erin’s bed, she was first greeted by the smell of coffee and the sound of quiet movement in the kitchen.
She’d stayed. Again.
The thought should’ve triggered her usual post-intimacy retreat, the careful extraction from emotional entanglement and the reassertion of professional boundaries.
Instead, she found herself listening to Erin’s movements beyond the bedroom door, noticing all the domestic sounds that suggested they were forming a routine together.
Lena looked out the window, seeing the city wrapped in the kind of gentle fog that made everything feel muted and private, and she burrowed even deeper under the comforter, trying to hold on to the last bits of warmth.
“Good morning.” Erin appeared in the doorway with two mugs of coffee, her hair mussed and she was wearing an oversized Phoenix Ridge Fire Department t-shirt. “Did you sleep okay?”
“Better than I have in weeks,” Lena admitted, accepting the perfectly prepared coffee: strong, no sugar, exactly how she liked it.
They spent the morning in comfortable domesticity that should’ve terrified Lena more than it did.
Erin made breakfast—actual breakfast, not just coffee and whatever was left in the refrigerator—while Lena found herself making the bed without being asked.
Small courtesies that felt, to Lena, natural and automatic.
“We should probably do some work today,” Erin said over eggs and toast, but she made no move to clear the table or retrieve the case files.
“Probably.” Lena watched as the steam rose from her coffee as she became more and more aware of how right this felt: Sunday morning, shared breakfast, no urgency beyond the comfortable pace of a weekend. “What did you want to work out?”
“I thought we could review the witness statements again and see if we missed any details or connections.”
Erin’s suggestion was reasonable, but her tone suggested she was as reluctant as Lena to introduce professional obligation into their peaceful bubble.
Eventually, though, Lena opened the case files, and they were both sitting at the dining room table reading transcripts and flipping through crime scene photos of all the arson scenes.
They managed exactly forty-five minutes of actual case review before Erin’s frequent eye contact sent Lena over the edge and she leaned over to kiss her.
Before she knew what was happening, Lena’s fingers were tangled in Erin’s hair, and Erin had taken out the hair band from Lena’s ponytail. Lena parted from Erin, and looked at the bedroom then back to Erin.
“Yeah,” Erin said, even though Lena hadn’t asked anything.
They made their way to the bedroom, and Erin lifted the tattered shirt over her head, leaving the rest of her body bare. Lena’s eyes roamed hungrily over Erin, taking in every irresistible feature. She quickly removed her own shirt and guided Erin down on the bed, straddling Erin as she kissed her.
“Nuh-uh,” Erin murmured through the kiss. “It’s your turn today.”
Erin flipped Lena over to her side with her leg and propped herself up.
“And,” she said as she leaned over to the bedside table, “I have a couple surprises for you, if you’re up for it.”
Lena’s curiosity was piqued and she strained to see what Erin was grabbing. When Erin pulled back and showed her three toys: a small plug, a vibrator, and a double-sided dildo. Her eyes widened into circles as she took in the scene.
“And one more thing.”
Lena couldn’t possibly imagine what else Erin had in her nightstand, and when she pulled out ribbons that looked like satin, she smiled.
“Ahh, you want to be the cop today,” Lena said, a playful lilt in her voice.
“If you
want to, that is.”
“Yes, I’d like to try these,” Lena said and leaned in to kiss Erin, her tongue probing the inside of her mouth.
She let Erin lay her down on the bed and took a deep breath as Erin ran her hand down her body, pausing at her nipples and pinching them lightly before leaning down and swirling her tongue over them.
Erin continued down Lena’s body, worshipping every inch with kisses, until she got between her legs.
Erin ran her tongue between Lena’s folds, and Lena leaned her head back against the pillow and closed her eyes.
But when Erin stopped, Lena opened her eyes and found Erin reaching for the ribbons.
“Lift your arm here,” Erin instructed, and Lena obliged. Erin slipped the ribbon around Lena’s wrist and secured it on the bedpost before do the same with the other arm. “You can get out any time you want. See, pull.”
Lena tugged her left wrist closer to her, and the ribbon fell off.
“That way you don’t feel trapped, but you still feel secured.” Erin quickly refixed the ribbon to her wrist.
“I like it. It’s very soft and doesn’t bite my skin.”
“Speaking of biting,” Erin said as she leaned down to kiss Lena’s mouth, then nipped at her shoulder and belly before nestling between Lena’s legs.
Erin made tight circles around Lena’s clit, and Lena felt the familiar jolt of pleasure arc through her as her body responded to Erin’s touch.
She grabbed the plug first and covered it in lube before placing it against Lena’s ass.
Lena trained her eyes on Erin as Erin pressed the plug inside, and Lena felt it fill her as her ass relaxed to let it in.
She’d never used a plug before, but it felt better than she’d imagined, and she felt her desire to feel Erin spike.
“Good?” Erin asked.
“Better than good.”
“Oh just you wait,” Erin said as she buried her face between Lena’s legs and ran her tongue between her folds then lapped up her clit.
Lena felt Erin place a finger inside her carefully and curl it upward.
Lena moaned a low, guttural sound as Erin kept working her finger.
A few minutes later, though, she removed her finger and reached over to grab the vibrator, turning it on to the medium setting.
When Erin pressed the vibrator against her clit, Lena felt an immediate jolt in her body as pleasure ran all over her in waves. Erin expertly moved the vibrator around Lena’s clit, alternating the speed, faster and stronger, then slower when Lena was close to the edge.
Lena twisted her wrists, the ribbons falling off, and gripped the bed sheets as she moaned loudly, the pleasure of both the vibrator and plug intensifying to heights she’d never felt before. When the vibrator switched off, the sudden silence was palpable, and she opened her eyes.
Erin was on the side of the bed now, holding the double-sided dildo. “Ready?” she asked.
All Lena could do was watch. “Can I?”
Lena sat up and crawled over to Erin, and on her knees, she kissed Erin deeply as she reached down to find Erin already wet for her.
She rubbed Erin’s clit before she pressed her middle finger inside Erin.
She stroked the inside of Erin, feeling her warmth and desperate to make her come and to come with her.
Lena took the dildo from Erin’s hands and gently inserted it inside Erin, sensing more than feeling Erin’s body respond openly to her. Once one side was inside Erin, she lifted on her knees and kissed Erin’s breast, capturing a nipple in her mouth and sucking before she laid back down on the bed.
“Come here, baby,” she said, her gaze fixed on Erin and her body.
Erin got on her knees between Lena’s legs and positioned the other side of the dildo against Lena’s entrance. After Erin had pushed the dildo inside her, Lena gasped. She’d never felt so full before.
Erin moved her hips against Lena’s, shifting the dildo inside her, and Lena responded to keep the pace.
Lena raised her hips slightly to let the dildo fill her even more and give Erin more leverage.
They were moving in sync now, both of their hips gyrating and circling each other, and Lena saw every time she bucked her hips upward that Erin’s eyes would flutter and roll to the back of her head.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” Erin said, her body continuing to writhe in time with Lena’s.
“You feel amazing, baby. I’m so fucking close.”
“Me too,” Erin panted as a bead of sweat formed on her forehead and slid down her cheek.