Chapter 15
Skylar
Ava’s eyes are glassy as she nods, but I can still sense how hesitant she is. Truth be told, I’ve only done this a few times. The first time, I was so self-conscious of how I was doing, neither of us came, and then she ghosted me. The next few times I was with someone who taught me how to enjoy it.
I don’t want Ava to feel self-conscious. I want her to feel confident and comfortable. I want her to have a good time.
“Lie back on the bed, baby. Spread your legs,” I rasp, still a little out of breath from the way she had devoured me. I would have let her keep going, but I want to feel her against me as I come.
I want to feel her pussy pulse against mine as she comes.
Ava lies back and spreads her legs, showing me just how turned on sucking my nipples and eating me out made her.
God, I want to keep her forever.
I bat the thought away; it has no place in this temporary situation.
“H-how will this work?” she asks.
“You just lie back, and I’ll do all the work. If it doesn’t feel good for you, let me know, and we’ll switch things up, okay? Let me know if I’m too heavy for you.”
Ava scowls. “You’re not too heavy for me, Sky.”
I don’t laugh at how earnest she sounds, even though I want to.
I bring one leg over to rest by her hip, hovering my pussy over hers before slowly lowering until we’re connected.
Ava gasps as I settle some of my weight onto her, rolling my hips, our clits brushing together.
“Oh, fuck. Do that again, please,” she moans, bucking up to gain friction.
I roll my body again, our wetness mixing together to create an easy glide. With every roll, our clits touch, and Ava moans. She grips my thighs as I pick up the pace, letting out my own sounds of pleasure.
It’s not supposed to feel this good. It’s not supposed to feel so right.
“Fuck, Ava. Your pussy is so slick. You feel so good,” I groan, humping her in earnest.
“I’m so close,” she whimpers, moving her hips in time with mine.
Every pass of my clit on hers sends sparks of pleasure sizzling through my veins, and those three little words threaten to spill out of my mouth. I pinch my lips together to keep them inside.
I can’t drag my eyes away from Ava. Her flushed chest rises and falls with each heaving breath, and her mouth is dropped open as moans and whimpers of pleasure fall from her kiss-swollen lips.
I can’t see her eyes since they’re pinched shut, and I’m suddenly desperate to look into them as she falls apart.
I stall my movement. “Eyes on me, sweetheart. Let me watch you fall apart for me.”
Ava’s eyes shoot open, glassy and vulnerable. I watch her throat bob on a swallow as I pick up my pace again.
“Tell me how it feels, baby,” I demand.
“Feels… fuck, so good. I didn’t know I could feel this good,” she whimpers.
“Me neither, baby. Fuck. I’m going to come. Come with me, Ava, please.”
My hips stutter as my orgasm crashes over me.
I cry out her name, and Ava cries out mine as we fall apart together.
I slow the roll of my hips, working us through it until we’re both panting and breathing heavily.
When I get off of her, our pussy lips make a sloppy suctioning sound when they part from how wet they are.
The sound is obscene, but Ava giggles, and I can’t help the smile tipping up my lips at the sweet sound. I love the way we can break through the lustful tension with humor in a way I haven’t experienced with anyone else.
I lie on the bed, and she turns to her side so we’re facing each other. She tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, then trails her fingertips down my arm until our fingers interlock.
“That was better than I ever imagined it could be,” she whispers into the quiet space.
“Yeah? I wasn’t sure you’d enjoy it.”
“Are you kidding? I loved it. If it was the only way I’d ever orgasm again, I’d be happy.” She pauses for a second then adds, “But only if it was with you. You made it good, Sky. I don’t think it’d be like that with anyone else.”
She can’t keep saying those kinds of things, or I’m going to tell her I’m in love with her. I’m going to get more attached, and it’s going to hurt more when this ends.
Instead, I give her a cocky smirk. “And we’re just getting started, sweetheart. I haven’t even shown you the new toy I bought for us to try.”
Ava smiles. “It’s okay, I know we’ve already done a lot tonight. We both came. I understand if you’re too tired.”
“Too tired? Ava, the best thing about being with a woman is multiple orgasms. I don’t need a refractory period like someone with a penis would. And even if I did, I can still pleasure you.”
Ava’s cheeks heat like she’s embarrassed she didn’t think about that.
“Besides, you think I’m going to end the night without tasting you? I’ve been craving another taste since I left your apartment that day.” I close the space between us and press my lips to hers.
Truthfully, if she wanted to end the night here, I would. I would do anything she asked of me, so long as she didn’t walk away. But if the way she’s kissing me back is any indication, she’s not ready for tonight to end, either.
Her tongue invades my mouth, searching and stroking and dancing along mine, giving me a deeper taste of myself on her tongue.
I trail my hand down her side, gripping her hip and pulling her closer to me so our breasts smoosh together. We moan into each other’s mouths as our nipples brush, and Ava smiles against my lips.
“Okay.” I pull back. “Let me get the toy.”
I hop off the bed and go to my closet where the box is sitting on the shelf. I take the harness and the bright pink dildo out and hold it up for her to see.
“Do you want to be the fucker or the fucked?”
Ava’s eyes widen, and she licks her lips with interest when she realizes what it is, but then her brows furrow. “You won’t come if you’re wearing it.”
God, she’s too sweet.
“That’s okay. I don’t need to come. You said you wanted to know how a strap-on feels.”
Ava tilts her head side to side as she thinks. “Okay. You can fuck me, but I get to make you squirt after.”
“I’ve never squirted before, but you’re welcome to try.”
Ava pouts again, pushing her bottom lip out while she scowls. I see the stubborn determination written all over her face.
I can’t resist pecking her protruded lip, and I chuckle when her lips chase mine as I pull away.
I get myself situated in the harness—it was surprisingly difficult to find one made to fit plus-size bodies—and secure the dildo.
“Now, get on your hands and knees so I can see the way your pretty pussy wraps around this thick cock.”