Jaime whimpered when Olivia sucked hard at her clit, and her grip on Olivia’s head tightened as she ground against Olivia’s face.
Grasping Jaime’s hips with her free hand, Olivia tried to anchor Jaime’s rapid movements, eventually using both hands.
Jaime arched her back, trying to slow down, to drag it out, yet Olivia’s clever tongue and the sight of her head between her legs only catapulted her higher until her stomach tightened and she froze, a low groan torn from her lips as she shuddered helplessly in another blinding release.
Olivia continued to lap at her core, softening her touch, yet still painting small circles around her clit.
Jaime groaned, torn between pushing Olivia away and seeing where the small stirrings racing through her would lead. Before she could decide, Olivia seemed to follow the instinctive movements of Jaime’s body by increasing the speed of her tongue and bringing her fingers into the mix, pressing two inside.
“God,” Jaime stammered, her knuckles paling as she grabbed the sheets.
Gripping Jaime’s hip hard, Olivia continued her attentions, pushing slowly in and out of her while stroking the straining nub with her tongue. She looked up at Jaime, and their gazes locked.
Jaime’s chest heaved, and she couldn’t compute what was happening. Her heart rattled as if trapped in a cage, while her body glistened in a sheen of sweat and her legs trembled, yet nothing could have made her ask Olivia to stop, even though her mind demanded just that.
Olivia pulled out of Jaime, only to push back in with three fingers, once again increasing the speed and pressure of her tongue.
Jaime’s mind short-circuited, adrift in an ocean of pleasure intent on drowning her. Close to overstimulation, the circles of Olivia’s tongue injected a little sting among the pleasure her touch poured over Jaime, but instead of pulling away, Jaime shuffled her hips closer.
After what seemed like an eternity spent lost in an incandescent sea of pleasure and pain, Jaime’s chest rose as she arrested, shaking, with her eyes screwed shut until a silent shout bled from her lips when she collapsed in a hard climax, unable to stop shivering.
Olivia drew back and after a few breaths, she crawled on top of Jaime, covering her still trembling body with her own.
Naked. Jaime barely registered that Olivia was naked before she drifted off.
When she came to, Jaime blinked rapidly, freezing before flipping around, her heart drumming hard.
Olivia.
She released a small sigh upon seeing Olivia stretched out—still naked—next to her, her head resting on her palm, a look of utter satisfaction etched onto her features.
“Look who’s back.”
Jaime grunted. “How long…”
“Just a few minutes.”
“Must you look so smug?” Jaime groused.
“Well, yes. It’s not every day I fuck a woman into unconsciousness.”
“It must have been the wine,” Jaime said.
“Right,” Olivia drawled, her eyes still glittering with way too much satisfaction.
Tightening her jaw, Jaime shifted, flipping around so she now leaned over Olivia.
“Someone’s got their strength back.”
Jaime parted Olivia’s legs with her thigh until she stopped at the apex.
Olivia swallowed hard, her hands seizing Jaime’s arms. “I’m not gonna last,” she croaked, pressing her soaking center against Jaime’s thigh.
“No, you won’t. But since it’s just the first round…”
Olivia groaned, raising her hands to pull Jaime’s head down and sink into a hard kiss.
Jaime pressed her thigh harder against Olivia’s heat, undecided what to do first, when inspiration hit and she rolled off and onto her side, pulling Olivia on top of her and slotting her thigh back in its place.
