“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 sofullbefore.
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.
Lena reached up and swiped it away and tucked a red tress behind her ears. “You’re so beautiful,” she whispered as the wave of pleasure continued to crescendo within her.
When she felt Erin’s body begin to shudder, her own climax was close and every muscle in her body tensed as she cried out and threw her head back hard against the golden pillows. Their screams mixed together, and Lena didn’t loosen her grip on Erin’s hips through her orgasm.
Erin slipped the dildo out of Lena then from herself, placing the toys on top of the table, and crawled back into the bed. Lenawiped away the sweat from her forehead as she tried to catch her breath.
“Here, turn around,” Erin said softly, then removed the plug from Lena’s ass and reached over to place it on the table next to the others to clean later.
Lena wrapped her arms around Erin, still feeling her body pulse from within. She let her breathing sync with Erin’s as they came down from the pleasure together.
“So, how did you like that?” Erin asked, her voice softened.
Lena paused. She’d never felt anything so amazing in her life. It was perfect, and Erin somehow just knew exactly what Lena wanted. “You were incredible. I’ve never used so many toys at once before, and all the sensations were… Yeah, it was amazing.”
Lena settled and nuzzled against Erin, filling her nostrils with the scent of Erin’s hair as she closed her eyes and drifted.
Later, much later, they lay twisted in sheets that now smelled like both of them, the afternoon sun slanting through the blinds and casting rods of light on the hardwood floor.
"This isdefinitelybecoming a pattern," Lena murmured against Erin's shoulder, tasting salt and satisfaction.
"Mmm." Erin's fingers traced lazy patterns on Lena's back. "Is that a problem?"
Lena considered the question. They had spent four nights in five days together, and text messages that started professionally started drifting toward personal conversations. She thought about the way her chest tightened when Erin smiled and how her apartment felt empty when she was alone.
"I don't know what this is," she said finally. "I've never been good at...undefined things."
"Does it need to be defined right now?"
The question was gentle, without pressure, but it highlighted exactly what made Lena nervous. She was someone who categorized evidence, built cases methodically, and controlledvariables to reach predictable conclusions. Whatever was happening with Erin defied her usual organizational systems.
