Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Maddy Sterling’s mouth was against hers. Right now. On purpose.
Aspen didn’t move. She couldn’t. Some lagging, disbelieving part of her could not comprehend what was happening. That Maddy was kissing her, her fists buried in Aspen’s borrowed shirt, pulling Aspen into her. And that Maddy had initiated it.
Aspen tried to tell her body to move. To do something. Anything. Her eyes were wide and locked on Maddy’s face. Maddy’s eyes were scrunched shut.
When she didn’t move, Maddy pulled back, just enough to disconnect their lips. Her eyes were still closed, their faces half an inch apart. Maddy swallowed and then slowly opened her eyes, looking at Aspen with more vulnerability and uncertainty than Aspen had ever seen from her.
Her heart pounded against her ribs. And nineteen years of wanting this one infuriating woman propelled Aspen forward. Her hands went into Maddy’s hair as she pulled their lips back together.
Maddy made a small sound against her mouth, and that sound undid the last of Aspen’s restraint.
Heat tore through her, and the kiss turned from something tentative to something ravenous. Faster, deeper, tongue, teeth. Both of them pushing up into it.
She’d pictured this more times than she would ever admit. Not one of those times had felt like this.
She kissed her harder. The way she’d wanted to for years. Open-mouthed. Uninhibited. Maddy kissed her back just as hard, fisting Aspen’s shirt tighter and dragging her closer.
Her pulse was pounding. She got one hand on the side of Maddy’s face and the other low on her back and pulled her in until there was no space left between them. It still wasn’t close enough.
Maddy bit at her bottom lip, and Aspen gasped into her mouth.
She couldn’t believe this was happening. The girl she had spent four years of high school trying to get just to look at her now had her tongue in Aspen’s mouth and her hands twisted in Aspen’s shirt.
They somehow ended up on their knees in the middle of the bed, chest to chest, hands clawing at each other, and Aspen had zero recollection of moving there.
Maddy’s hands slid up under the back of Aspen’s shirt, nails dragging up her spine, and Aspen had to bite back the sound it pulled out of her. There was a woman asleep one floor down. She had just enough awareness left in her head to remember that. Barely.
She pulled her mouth off Maddy’s and went for her neck, kissing down the side of it, and when she scraped her teeth across the skin, Maddy’s breath caught, and her fingers dug into Aspen’s back.
So Aspen did it again, harder, and Maddy let out a small moan, tipping her head back to give better access.
Fuck. She needed to hear that sound again. She kissed further down Maddy’s neck, closer to the collarbone, tugging the collar aside as much as she could.
Maddy pulled her hands out from under Aspen’s shirt and yanked her own shirt off. Then immediately pulled at the hem of Aspen’s shirt, shoving it up.
Aspen’s mind was spinning. She couldn’t believe she was making out with Maddy Sterling right now. That Maddy Sterling was ripping her clothes off like she was going to eat her alive.
Aspen let Maddy drag her shirt over her head, then her lips were back on Maddy’s. Maddy’s hands were everywhere. Her hair, her jaw, the curve of her waist, like she couldn’t decide where she wanted them and wanted them everywhere all at once. Aspen knew the feeling.
They were skin-to-skin, and Aspen felt the wetness pooling between her legs. Maddy’s breasts were warm and soft and pressed all the way against her, and it was better than anything Aspen had ever felt in her life.
She pulled back just enough to give her hands space to come up between them and cup Maddy’s breasts. She rubbed her thumbs over her nipples and felt them tighten under her touch. Maddy gasped and dropped her head back.
She got an arm around Maddy and guided her back down onto the bed, bracing herself over her. She looked down at Maddy. Blonde hair fanned across the pillow, chest heaving, looking up at Aspen like she had no intention of slowing down.
But as she hovered over Maddy, she hesitated. What if this was Maddy’s first time with a woman? Should she slow things down? Check in?
In her hesitation, Maddy flipped them, taking the top position as she kissed her way down Aspen’s jaw, her neck, and took a nipple into her mouth.
“Fuck.” Aspen breathed as she dropped her head back against the pillow.
Maddy’s mouth was hot as it closed around her nipple and sucked before releasing, her teeth grazing the sensitive bud as she pulled back and then went back in for more.
She twirled her tongue around Aspen’s nipple, and Aspen’s hips lifted off the bed on their own.
Maddy switched to the other nipple, lavishing it with the same attention—sucking, twirling, teeth grazing. Aspen tangled a hand in Maddy’s hair.
Maddy continued her trail of kisses, licks, and nips of teeth down Aspen’s body.
Maddy rubbed her palms flat over Aspen’s abs and breathed “God” before placing open-mouthed kisses along the same path her hands had just taken.
She kissed down Aspen’s hips, the top of her pelvic bone, the crease where her pelvis and thigh met—and Aspen whimpered. She was so close to where she desperately wanted to feel Maddy’s mouth.
But Maddy intentionally skipped over it, continuing her descent. Down Aspen’s inner thigh, the inside of her knee, down her calf, the top of her foot. The whole way, caressing with her hands like she was running them over a marble statue and then following with her tongue.
She switched to the other side and kissed her way back up—starting at Aspen’s foot, up her calf, the inside of her knee, her inner thigh, the crease…
and then she hooked her index fingers over the top of Aspen’s panties and glanced up at Aspen for permission.
Aspen swallowed hard at the hungry look in Maddy’s eyes and nodded quickly.
Maddy slowly dragged Aspen’s panties down her legs and tossed them to the floor. She pushed Aspen’s legs further apart and settled between them, hooking her arms under Aspen’s legs and spreading her wider with her hands. Maddy licked her lips and dove in. Aspen threw her head back.
“God!” Aspen moaned way too loudly.
Maddy pulled back briefly. “Shh.”
Aspen glanced down at the loss of contact. Maddy had the sexiest smirk on her face she had ever seen in her life. And then her mouth was back on her. Aspen grabbed the pillow next to her and shoved it over her mouth to muffle her moans.
She wasn’t usually super loud in bed, but this was Maddy Sterling for Christ’s sake.
It only sort of worked. Every drag of Maddy’s tongue pulled another sound out of her that she had to fight to keep buried in the pillow. Aspen’s entire existence had narrowed down to Maddy’s mouth and what it was currently doing to her.
Maddy alternated between long vertical strokes up Aspen’s center and small circles around her clit.
The pressure began to build. Her grip on the pillow tightened. She tried to keep her eyes open, to look down at the top of that beautiful blonde head and watch the expression on Maddy’s face as she completely unraveled her.
It was building fast, low and tight, winding tighter with every swirl of Maddy’s tongue. Her thighs were already shaking. She couldn’t have slowed it down if she’d wanted to, and she did not want to.
She wasn’t going to last long. She was already so close.
Aspen lifted the pillow from her face enough to take a breath. “Fuck, Maddy.”
God, was she really moaning Maddy Sterling’s name right now, with Maddy’s face buried between her legs? What alternate universe had she been dropped into?
Her breathing was shallow as Maddy’s tongue hit the perfect spot.
She was nearly there. Her hips lifted, and Maddy’s arms tightened, keeping her in place.
One arm released, and Maddy toyed two fingers at her entrance, then slipped them inside her.
All it took was three pumps of those elegant fingers while sucking on her clit before Aspen’s mouth dropped open in a silent scream, and the orgasm tore through her.
Her back came up off the bed, and she shoved her face into the pillow as the moan ripped from her throat.
Her whole body tensed and convulsed in the most powerful, earth-shattering orgasm she’d ever experienced.
Maddy curled her fingers inside of Aspen, still sucking lightly on her clit, drawing every ounce of pleasure out of her.
The orgasm rolled over her in waves, and when it finally subsided, and she was totally wrung out, she reached down and tapped Maddy’s shoulder.
Maddy released her clit and slowly pulled her fingers out, looking up at Aspen with a satisfied smirk.
Aspen was shaking, her chest heaving, and she looked down at Maddy. “So not your first time with a woman then?”
Maddy laughed as she—very sexily—crawled back up Aspen’s body and kissed her deeply.
Aspen could taste herself on Maddy’s lips, and her sensitive clit tingled all over again.
There was no way she could handle being touched again right now, but she had a feeling her recovery time would be remarkably quick with Maddy.
Maddy deepened the kiss and slowly started rocking against Aspen’s thigh, looking for friction. Aspen still felt boneless, but she’d rally for the chance to make Maddy Sterling come.
Aspen pulled back from the kiss slightly. “Tell me what you want, Maddy.” She whispered, her lips brushing against Maddy’s as she spoke.
Maddy brushed her lips against Aspen’s again, mouth open, and looked her in the eye as she said, “I want you to fuck me.” Her voice was low and throaty. Then, as she leaned back in, she added, “Hard.”
Jesus Christ. That was all the boost Aspen needed. She flipped them, settling on top of her, sliding one leg between Maddy’s and straddling her side.
Her hand slid up Maddy’s neck, cupping her jaw, as her thumb traced over Maddy’s lips. “God, you are so fucking beautiful.”