Jaime’s knees almost buckled under the ardent fervor and Olivia’s taste. Her head spun, not sure what she’d expected, after all, they were here for this, yet her nerves lay frayed, and she struggled to breathe.
None of it stopped her from returning Olivia’s kiss with the same intensity, losing herself in the stormy embrace. How long had it been since she’d allowed herself to indulge? Perhaps the years of restraint caused her heart to beat like a drum, or the shiver rushing through her when Olivia’s warm hands drew her nearer before her fingers slipped under her shirt.
Olivia broke the kiss and shifted her attention to Jaime’s throat, licking and nibbling along her neck.
Jaime gasped, and her fingers dug into Olivia’s back as her mind slowly lost the war against her body. She released a soft moan when Olivia trailed her fingers up her chest, palming her breasts still encased in her satin bra.
Olivia pulled one cup down and ran her thumb over a sensitive, stiff nipple.
Jaime’s eyes fell shut, and she dropped her head against the door, swallowing hard as arousal twisted low in her stomach.
Olivia chuckled. “Glad you decided to stop overthinking,” she rumbled, the cadence of her voice shooting more heat to Jaime’s core.
Jaime said nothing, too afraid of how broken and needy her voice would sound, but she couldn’t halt the forward movement of her hips.
Olivia smiled against Jaime’s throat, raising her head and staring at her with blown pupils. “I want you naked, stretched out under me, with my fingers inside you.”
Jaime trembled but nodded.
Olivia removed her hand from beneath Jaime’s blouse and stepped back. She looked at Jaime as if she were a wonder, as if she couldn’t believe they were here, together like this. After a beat, Olivia seized Jaime’s wrists and pulled her toward the bed.
Jaime almost lost her balance when the back of her legs hit the edge of the mattress.
“Too many clothes.” Olivia seemed to be speaking more to herself than Jaime, though her gaze blazed with hunger. She unbuttoned Jaime’s blouse and slid it off her frame before placing it at the foot end of the bed. Her bra followed—Olivia’s movements fast and methodical.
“What about you?” Jaime asked, her own voice sounding almost foreign.
“In time.” Olivia’s voice rang as rough as Jaime felt when Olivia unbuttoned her slacks and pulled them down Jaime’s legs, crouching on the floor in the process. She looked up at Jaime, who bit her lower lip at the sight of Olivia on her knees in front of her.
Jaime’s legs quivered when Olivia’s fingers found the hem of her panties and dragged them down her legs.
Stepping out of her shoes and clothes, Jaime watched Olivia pick up her garments and add them to the others on the bed. She had no time to feel self-conscious at standing naked in front of a kneeling, fully dressed Olivia, as the women suddenly grabbed her thighs and surged forward, licking through her folds in one rough stroke before pulling back.
Jaime whimpered, almost collapsing at the red-hot arousal flaring through her at the touch.
“I apologize for jumping ahead, but I couldn’t resist.” Olivia stood once more, licking her lips.
Jaime still had no reply, so she just held Olivia’s heated gaze.
They stared at each other before Olivia’s fingers found the zipper on her dress and pulled it down.
Jaime greedily drank in every sliver of skin Olivia revealed as she allowed the dress to slide down her body, taking in smooth, tan skin, her long legs, full, round breasts still hidden from view, and muscular arms.God, she’s gorgeous.
Olivia held Jaime’s gaze as she unhooked her bra, removed it, before adding it to the pile of clothes on the bed. Her black hipsters followed suit before she drew closer. Olivia pressed her hand against Jaime’s sternum and followed so they dropped tangled together onto the mattress.
Wasting no time, Olivia immediately pulled Jaime into another deep kiss.
Jaime groaned, reaching out to draw her closer, only for Olivia to capture her hand and pull it back down onto the mattress, holding it there with their fingers intertwined.
They shifted upward to spread out fully on the bed, Olivia remaining on top of Jaime. Their bodies pressed close together and Olivia’s skin burned, so much so, Jaime worried for a second she was spiking a fever. But once more, Olivia’s insistent kisses washed any rational thought from her mind as she lost herself in a sea of sensations.
Jaime marveled at the sheer arousal coursing through her, once more wondering if her abstinence over the last few years had caused the overwhelming rush, the tension now tearing her at the seams. She clung to her sanity and her eyelids fluttered closed as she arched her back when Olivia sucked her nipple into her searing mouth. Jaime clutched the sheets.
Olivia paid each breast equal amounts of attention, her approach and focus laser sharp, much like Jaime had expected (hoped for), even if it threatened to shatter her carefully maintained composure.
Jaime’s hips rocked against Olivia, seeking pressure and friction, or even better, she longed for the return of that delightful, deft tongue between her legs. She contemplated vocalizing this, but the request remained trapped in her throat, and she could only utter a weak moan when Olivia scraped her teeth along her nipple.
Olivia’s fingers traced down her rib cage while her mouth released Jaime’s nipple and instead, she shifted downward, her own nipples trailing along Jaime’s skin, stirring nerves to fire until Olivia settled between Jaime’s thighs.
