Chapter 16 #2
Quinn had never been ashamed of her size, but the way Liv was talking about her… It’s the sexiest she had ever felt, and it spurred Quinn on to move her hands, tracing over her chest, grazing her nipples, down to Liv’s waist, pulling at the band of her pants.
“Can I take these off?” she asked. When Liv nodded, she hooked her fingers in the waistband and tugged her pants all the way down, over her ankles and off her feet.
Quinn looked at Liv now, laying under her, breaths coming out in short bursts, in only her black underwear. Quinn traced her fingers up the inside of Liv’s legs, from her right ankle to the middle of her thigh, before switching sides and repeating the process on her left leg.
Liv moved underneath her, writhing, encouraging Quinn to move faster, to touch her where she most needed her, but Quinn was going to take her time. If there was a chance that they’d only do this once, she was going to get her fill of Liv, she’d make certain of that.
She eventually leaned down to take Liv’s lips again in a searing kiss, and as Quinn’s tongue teased Liv’s, she walked her fingers up between her legs, palming her over her underwear, already feeling her wetness seeping through.
Liv moaned as Quinn pressed against her center, though Quinn still didn’t move, just steadily adding pressure.
Liv began thrusting her hips against Quinn’s hand, desperate to create friction. It was the hottest thing Quinn had ever seen, and she let her move like that for several moments before kissing her again, moving her lips up Liv’s jaw, until she could whisper directly in her ear.
“I’ve got you.”
With that, Quinn pushed Liv’s underwear to the side and dragged her fingers through Liv’s slick heat.
Even with the direct contact, Quinn was slow, methodical, dancing her fingers from Liv’s entrance to her clit, refusing to pick up the pace.
Watching Liv’s face, her reactions, and waiting, waiting.
“Please,” Liv said, and that was all Quinn needed. Because Liv was desperate .
She circled her clit, lightly first, before pressing more firmly, encouraged by the sounds of pleasure coming from Liv. Quinn could feel the tension in Liv’s body building.
“Can I go inside you?” she asked.
Liv nodded quickly before she breathed out, “ Please .”
Quinn pressed into her, just one finger, and felt Liv squeeze, tightening around her. Quinn crooked her finger once, twice, and Liv gasped her name, jutting her hips forward with a jolt before Quinn repeated the motion.
“Quinn, I’m going to—" Liv started, but she didn’t get the word out before she trembled, winding her arms around Quinn, clutching her as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Quinn certainly wasn’t ready to be done.
She gentled her hand, easing Liv through her orgasm, but as soon as she’d calmed, Quinn was working her up again, this time alternating between toying with her clit and thrusting inside her.
When she came for the second time, Liv didn’t form words, just moaning loudly with the rhythm of Quinn’s movements, her hands clasping at Quinn’s sweat soaked back .
They stilled for a moment, and Quinn removed her hand from between Liv’s legs, settling beside Liv but giving her room to catch her breath.
“That was amazing,” Liv said, still sounding breathless. She turned to face Quinn. “I think you may have a superpower.”
Quinn laughed. “You know what to say to warm a girl’s heart.”
Liv giggled as well, but after a moment, her face changed, suddenly unsure. Quietly, she asked, “Can I touch you?”
“In a minute,” Quinn replied. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Quinn shifted, moving so that Liv fell on her back again, and Quinn planted herself back between Liv’s legs. She finally moved to slide off Liv’s underwear, entranced by the naked woman beneath her. She kissed the tops of Liv’s thighs, settling between them.
“Is this okay?” Quinn asked. It was important to her that Liv understood that they could stop at any moment, that she meant it when she said no pressure.
Liv nodded, but sheepishly admitted, “No one has ever gone down on me before.”
At that, Quinn’s expression turned wanton. “Oh. Maybe I should have made you promise not to fall in love with me.”
Before she had the chance to reply, Quinn pressed her mouth to Liv, parting her folds with her tongue and slowly lapping at her clit.
She was sensitive, so Quinn moved gently, building her up so that she could shatter again, moving in rhythm with Liv’s moans until Quinn carefully took Liv’s clit in her mouth and softly sucked.
“Quinn,” was all Liv said, but she repeated it, chanting her name, as Quinn fucked her with her mouth. When Liv pressed her hand to the back of Quinn’s head, it was Quinn’s turn to moan, and the vibrations of that action sent Liv over the edge again .
When she pulled away this time, Quinn climbed back up to the top of the bed and wrapped Liv in her arms, holding her as she came down, relaxing into the embrace. It was several minutes before either of them spoke.
“Are you okay?” Quinn carefully whispered.
Liv laughed, a much louder sound than Quinn was expecting, and moved so that they were eye to eye before pressing her lips to Quinn’s. She deepened the kiss, and it occurred to Quinn that Liv was tasting herself on her lips.
Quinn was pretty sure she was going to melt.
“Fuck,” Liv said, still panting. “How are you so good at that?”
Quinn felt like she was glowing. “I’m extremely well trained in breath control.”
Liv laughed again before her face turned almost shy. Once more, she asked, “Can I touch you now?”
“You can,” Quinn replied, trying not to sound too eager, though she felt like she might literally combust.
Liv took a deep breath, biting her pretty lip, before speaking again. “Is it pathetic if I say that I’m a little nervous?”
Quinn reached for her hand, pulling it to her mouth and kissing her knuckles. “Liv, you are incredibly sexy, and I’m extremely easy. Plus, I’m so turned on from what we’ve done so far, I promise it won’t take much.”
Liv nodded. She didn’t speak again, instead focusing on moving her hands, running them up and down Quinn’s arms—of course, her arms—before Quinn felt her move one hand to her belly, tracing over her abs.
Quinn moved so that she was more on her back, with Liv angled over her side, and she watched as Liv slipped her hand into her shorts.
Liv tentatively pressed against her, first over her underwear, mimicking how Quinn had started with her, and then sliding down the front to touch skin to skin. Quinn knew she was incredibly wet, but they both groaned when Liv’s fingers made contact and realized exactly how true that was .
“That’s good,” Quinn whispered, encouraging Liv as she rubbed against Quinn’s clit, already finding a motion that was working for Quinn. “I’m already so close, Liv. That’s really good.”
It was good, so good, and Quinn came seconds later, keyed up as she was from getting Liv off. She slammed her eyes closed, focusing on the feeling coursing through her body, the way she shook and the ripples of pleasure extending from her core all the way down to her toes.
When she finally opened her eyes, all she saw was Liv, a smug expression across her face.
“Turns out we’re both pretty good at that,” Quinn said.
Liv giggled, snuggling into her, and Quinn wondered if maybe they should have taken some more time to think about rules.
Because…was cuddling after sex a friends-with-benefits thing?
She tried to tell herself that this was whatever they wanted to make it, and she definitely wasn’t going to tell Liv to go to her own bed.
It felt amazing to be wrapped around her after what they’d just done.
The best and worst part, really, was that Quinn was already excited about the prospect of next time.