CHAPTER 42 #2
“When I wear it, you could suck it for me,” Gage replied and reached for the dress that was acting only as a skirt now, pulling it slowly down Carrie’s body. “Gorgeous,” she breathed out as she tossed it aside.
“Yes,” Carrie said.
“You agree with me on the gorgeous thing?”
“No,” she said and laughed as Gage moved back on top of her. “The other thing.”
“It isn’t something a lot of women I’ve been with like doing. It’s okay if you–”
“I do, but not tonight.”
“Right. Yeah, not tonight. What do you want?”
“Tonight?”
“No, in general. What are the things you like?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never even been pressed naked to a woman like this.”
“How do you like it so far?”
“I fucking love it,” she shared. “You feel so good up there.”
“You feel really good down there,” Gage replied.
“Gage, can you…”
“Anything,” she said, cupping Carrie’s cheek.
“Kiss me while you’re inside me?”
“Now? I was planning on kissing your entire body before I did that.”
“I have waited a really long time, and I’m so turned on right now. I want to feel you inside me.”
Gage nodded and ran her thumb over Carrie’s bottom lip.
“I will give you literally anything you want tonight. Just ask. It’s yours.”
“Kiss me?”
Gage lowered her lips back down to hers and kissed her.
Soon, her hips were rolling down into Carrie, and Carrie had to moan because it felt so damn good to be touching another woman intimately, even if it was just her center against Gage’s for right now.
She wanted her hands and mouth all over her, but that would wait.
Gage seemed content to let Carrie come first, and Carrie was grateful because she needed it.
She had waited far too long for this moment, denying herself what she wanted either because she didn’t know she really wanted it, or because she did and didn’t want to waste it on a random woman.
She wanted it to be special, and with Gage, it would be.
“Spread your legs a little more for me, baby,” Gage said.
Carrie hadn’t realized she had closed them a little when Gage shifted to hover her center over Carrie’s thigh.
“Is that okay?” she asked.
“Perfect.” Gage kissed her. “Are you ready?’
“God, yes,” she replied.
Gage’s fingers were between her legs then, stroking her clit, gathering what they needed, and Carrie was already on fire.
“Your clit is so hard,” Gage said, and her center pressed down into Carrie’s thigh. “I want it. I want to feel it in my mouth, against my tongue.”
“Yes,” Carrie whispered. “Yes, please. God, that’s what I want, too. Just fill me first, please.”
When Gage pushed inside her with one finger, Carrie kissed her hard. That finger pulled out, and Gage pushed back in with what felt like two, and Carrie stilled to take in this moment.
“Okay?” Gage checked.
She nodded rapidly and said, “Please.”
“Can I rub on your thigh?”
“Yes!”
Gage’s body moved up and down on her thigh as she pushed inside her and pulled back out a few times.
“How fast do you want me to go?”
“I don’t care. Just… make me come. Please make me come.”
“Fuck, babe. Yes, I’ll make you come.”
Gage pushed back in, curled over and over again, and flicked until Carrie’s hips began to rise and fall. That was when she started her thrusts, and she was breathing hard against Carrie’s ear, grunting as her own clit was pressed to Carrie’s thigh. Carrie moaned and gasped.
“You’re going to make me come,” Gage told her. “Your sounds are…”
“I’m… close.”
“Yes, baby. What do you need? Tell me.”
“Clit.”
Gage moved her thumb to Carrie’s clit, and that was it.
Seconds later, she was coming and trying not to scream in pleasure because they were outside and might or might not have been breaking a bunch of laws.
She covered her mouth with her hand, and the tears that filled her eyes stayed there, thankfully.
When she finally came down, she listened and felt Gage’s wetness on her thigh as she groaned loudly into her ear, indicating that her own orgasm was upon her.
A fresh coat of that wetness hit Carrie’s thigh then, and she removed her hand from her mouth.
“Did you just–”
“Come all over you?” Gage said between heavy breaths. “Yes.” She put all of her weight on top of Carrie’s body, and Carrie wrapped her arms around her, holding her close. “I’ve never done that before.”
“Done what?”
“I’m pretty sure I just squirted on your thigh, babe. You didn’t even touch me. Just listening to you, feeling you tighten around my fingers, and your body being pressed to mine did it. Fuck, I can’t believe I squirted.” Gage laughed against her neck. “What are you doing to me, woman?”
Carrie smiled and said, “You just made me come inside for the first time.”
Gage shifted so that she could look at her and asked, “What?”
“No one’s ever done that to me before, and I’ve gotten myself off. I thought I’d come by myself before, but it was nothing compared to that; to what you just did to me.” She wrapped her arms around Gage’s neck. “I can’t believe that just happened. I feel…”
Gage pressed her forehead to Carrie’s.
“Alive,” Carrie finished.
“Can I make you feel alive again?” Gage asked.
“Yes,” she said with a smile.
“Carrie?”
“Hmm?”
“I’m asking Nia for every night with you.”
“Okay.”
“And when we leave this place and go home, I don’t want anyone else. We said stuff before, but I want to make that abundantly clear. No Sasha or anyone else. Just you.”
“For me too.”
“We don’t live in the same city,” Gage pointed out the thing she’d been dreading bringing up.
“We’ll figure it out, but not tonight.”
“You’re right. Tonight, I’m giving you as many orgasms as you can handle, and then, a few more.”
Carrie smiled up at her and said, “And what about me? Don’t I get to give you as many orgasms as you can handle?”
“Yes, I’ll happily let you do whatever you want to me.”
Gage kissed down her body, and when she took Carrie with her mouth, Carrie knew without a doubt that this had been well worth the credit card debt because it had led her to Gage and their perfect first time.