“So what do we do, um, how do we…” Hanna trailed off.
“Get on my lap,” Lily said to Hanna. God she had been dying to get this girl in her lap for some time.
Hanna moved to straddle Lily, and Maya sat behind her. She placed her brown hands on Hanna’s shoulders, hooking her thumbs under the straps of her tank top.
“So first time with a—with women, we should take care of you,” Maya said, and she lightly kissed Hanna’s bare shoulder. Lily heard Hanna’s sharp intake of breath and her eyes focused on the spot where Maya’s lips met Hanna’s skin, and then her gaze lifted in sync with Hanna’s till they were looking at each other.
The next thing Lily knew, Hanna’s lips were on hers fully, her generous breasts taking up the space between them as Hanna bent down and took her mouth like she had been waiting to do so all this time.
Lily had kissed many, many girls, but Hanna was the first to kiss her like she was starving.
She heard Maya utter a soft, “Fuck,” and Lily was lost.
6
HANNA
Hanna could feel the spot on her shoulder where Maya’s soft, full lips caressed her skin burn. Heat spread from the spot, fanning out until it felt like every hair on her body was on end. Her eyes met Lily’s.
“So—” Before Lily could ruin the moment, Hanna kissed her, and along with the prickling feeling across her skin, there was a low swoop of warmth in her belly.
“Fuck,” she heard Maya mutter, and then felt her fingertips in her hair, against her scalp as Maya shifted Hanna’s head just so. She assumed it was so that Maya could get a better look at Hanna’s kiss with Lily.
What she had wanted to do for so long. What she’d hated had never been asked of her. She thought about the halls of their high school full of excited whispers of girls having the best “study sessions” of their lives. How they knew what their bodies wanted. She poured all of her frustration and envy and tolerance into her kiss.
She was here to take. To receive. To both conquer and surrender.
Lily’s lips were tart and sweet from the cider, but underneath there was a taste that was unmistakably her, and Hanna wanted to drink it down until she was so drunk with it the room spun.
It didn’t take long.
Lily seemed to recover from shock or perhaps she had been letting Hanna get oriented, but she was kissing her back now. Her tongue met Hanna’s every thrust. Hanna felt Lily’s hands around her face as she pushed forward, pushing Hanna back to where Maya was waiting.
Lily broke away from Hanna’s mouth to slowly nip and lick down her jaw till Lily reached the softness of Hanna’s neck, which forced a gasp from her lips. Hanna’s eyes flew back to meet Maya’s heated brown ones. She was aware of Maya’s breasts on the back of her head, and leaned into her.
“I was feeling left out,” Maya said, looking down at her as she cradled Hanna in her arms while Lily explored her neck.
“Come here,” was all Hanna could muster as she felt whatever knot was left in her loosen.
Maya leaned forward and kissed her, upside down, Spiderman-style.
Hanna was delighted by the difference of Maya’s mouth versus Lily’s. Both were hot: Lily, challenging and setting out to prove something, like she needed Hanna to feel her presence, her very essence. Maya, though, was gentle and thoughtful. She let Hanna take charge and followed her tongue and lip movements with a smooth confidence — like sheknewHanna’s mouth belonged to her.
They kissed like that for a while, until Hanna heard her gut demand,more. It was like Maya and Lily had loosened one knot inside her, only to realize that she’d been doing so by tightening another. She ached to be touched, to be held, to be stripped down.
And that’s when they began shedding her clothes. First, Lily and Maya took their time undressing her. She lay dazed, looking up at them. Both stared across at each other, and when Maya leaned forward to pull at Hanna’s shirt hem, and Lily to pull down her shorts, they kissed, lightly, lovingly, as if they were coming home from a long day. Maya took a second to cup one side of Lily’s face, as if to say, “Ours.”
It was domestic and simple, like they were sharing something.Me, Hanna thought,they’re sharing me. Right now I am theirs, but they are also mine.
It was perfection.
It was perfection when Lily pulled down her shorts to reveal her blue cotton panties and whimpered, whimpered. Hanna felt that whimper down to her bones.
It was perfection when Maya took off her shirt and then her bra, all while never taking her eyes away from Hanna’s, a question of consent in every movement.
It was perfection when Lily sucked one of Hanna’s nipples into her mouth, her back arched and Maya petted her hair gently.
It was perfection when Maya asked, “Do you like?” and Hanna nodded blissfully. Jeff had never asked that. No one had. Not that that mattered anymore, Hanna decided, she was light years away from anyone else. She was beginning to buzz with whatever energy those girls had radiated in the hallways of their high school when whispering about Lily.
