Anna sat up, ever so slightly to reach behind herself and unclasp her bra. As soon as the bra fell away, she sank back onto the mattress. Brooke hovered over Anna, her eyes shifting to Anna’s exposed chest. A low, rumble of a moan fell from Brooke's lips as she leaned forward to capture Anna’s other nipple between her lips, letting her tongue lavish over the stiffened peak.
Anna’s hands tightened in Brooke's hair and she tugged, ever so slightly upwards.“Kiss me,” she whispered, her voice sounding desperate.
Brooke moved quickly to follow her request. Their kiss was messy, a desperate tangle of tongues. Anna’s hands fluttered to the hooks of Brooke's bra, pausing for long enough for Brooke to break their kiss with a breathy“yes.” Brooke's bra was off and discarded in a matter of seconds. Anna’s hands slid up Brooke's sides, searching, exploring, mapping out every inch of Brooke's body.
Brooke's hands moved in the opposite direction until they hit the last bit of lace covering Anna’s body. Her fingertips trailed along the edge of the waistband, finally hooking under the edge. She broke their kiss one last time to search Anna’s face for any sign of doubt. All she found was desire. Anna lifted her hips off the bed as Brooke pulled her lace lingerie off of her with one gentle tug. She worked them down Anna’s thighs and over the bend in her knees with ease.
She shimmied out of her own boxers at the same time, desperate to have their whole bodies pressed together. When she settled back down on top of Anna, there was finally not a single scrap of fabric between them. She had never felt something so perfect in her entire life. Anna spread her legs just enough to let one of Brooke's legs slot in between, urging Brooke ever closer.
“I am so in love with you,” Anna whispered, leaning up to kiss down Brooke's jaw.
Brooke's hand traced all along Anna’s skin, marveling at the goose bumps left in the wake of her fingertips.“I am so in love with you,” she murmured back, letting her fingertips follow the curve of Anna’s hip. She traced back up, following the ridges of Anna’s abs and up the center of Anna’s chest, watching as Anna’s breath picked up from the contact alone. Anna lifted her hips, trying to find contact where she needed it most.
“Brooke,” Anna whimpered.“Please?”
Brooke groaned, she had never heard anything as lovely as Anna asking her for more. She pressed the softest kiss in the world to Anna’s lips as she slipped her hand lower and lower in between their bodies.“Okay, Darling, I’ve got you.”
Chapter Twenty-Four:
It had been a long time since Brooke had let herself find pleasure with another woman. As her fingers trailed lower on Anna’s body, anticipation coiled from within. She gasped as her fingers finally dipped between Anna’s folds, at the hot pooled liquid of Anna’s desire. Her gasp was swallowed as Anna leaned up to capture her lips with her own. Anna moaned into her mouth as Brooke continued to explore Anna’s body, mapping out the crest of her clit with the tip of her finger.
She dipped deeper, letting her fingers gather in Anna’s need, sliding wide languid circles around Anna’s center, then circling tighter and tighter around Anna’s most sensitive spot. Anna’s hips rocked up, trying to match the pace set by Brooke's hand, trying to follow the rhythm. Brooke moaned as Anna’s fingers dug into her back, the feeling was delicious and desperate. The sharp pain from her blunt nails was a reminder of how much she wanted this.
“Fuck, B. More?” Anna breathed into her mouth. Her words were swallowed by her own moan.
Brooke didn’t need to be asked twice, her fingers dipped lower, circling Anna’s entrance. She finally eased her middle finger into Anna, feeling Anna flutter around her. Brooke's heartbeat skipped to match Anna’s pulse.
Anna broke their kiss, her eyes wide, searching Brooke's face. Brooke couldn’t stop the soft smile from spreading across her lips as she dipped deeper into Anna, curling her middle finger as she pulled back out. Love songs had it wrong, Brooke thought, this was the sound of love. It was the sound of her finger pressing into Anna, matched by the sounds of Anna’s moans of pleasure. It was the way their breathing was too heavy, filling the silence of the room.
She pulled her middle finger almost all the way out to add her ring finger as she pressed back in. Anna’s whole body tightened around Brooke's added finger. So, Brooke held still, letting Anna adjust. She waited for Anna’s hips to move again before she curled her fingers again.
“Fuck. Yes,” Anna whimpered. Her grip on Brooke's back tightened and she pulled Brooke impossibly closer.
Brooke let her, wishing she could somehow fuse their bodies together. She kissed down Anna’s neck, all tongue and teeth as she sank deeper into Anna with each stroke. She had reduced Anna to a string of unintelligible curses and yeses, until all that Anna could say was Brooke's name. Brooke wondered if she could bring herself to orgasm like this, if she could cum from the sounds of Anna’s pleasure alone.
“B, I’m gonna…” Anna gasped, unable to finish her sentence, her whole body tightening around Brooke.
Brooke leaned back, wanting to watch Anna’s face as she fell apart beneath her. She had never seen a sight more beautiful, more pure. Anna’s eyebrows had furrowed together, her eyes were closed tightly, and her mouth had fallen open with one final moan. She was more beautiful than all the wonders of the world combined.
Brooke slowed her fingers to match the shaky come down of Anna’s hips. She couldn’t help but mirror the smile that spread across Anna’s face as her eyes blinked open, almost glassy as they tried to find their focus, like she had squeezed them closed too tightly.
Anna let out a giddy laugh as she untangled her arms from around Brooke's back and let them flop back onto the mattress.“Holy shit,” she whispered.“That was amazing.”
Brooke looked down in between their bodies, at the sight of her hand, still buried between Anna’s legs, her two middle fingers still deep inside her, feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm. Never in her life had she gotten to experience feeling like she was exactly where she was supposed to be, but this was it. This was that feeling. It felt like her whole life had been built up for this moment. A laugh of her own bubbled out of her chest.“It was,” she agreed.“Do you want me to…” she shifted her fingers, pulling them out ever so slightly.
Anna let out a little whimper at the movement inside her, her whole body clenching around Brooke's fingers. She nodded.“Yeah, I think so,” she said softly, moaning in protest as Brooke pulled the rest of the way out.
Brooke didn’t really know what to do with her fingers, coated in Anna’s orgasm. She moved to wipe them on the fitted sheet, far enough away from them that they wouldn’t roll over the dampness, but Anna caught her wrist and slowly moved Brooke's fingers to her own lips.
Anna pulled Brooke’s fingers into her mouth and sucked, letting her eyes fall closed at the taste of her own pleasure. All the air left Brooke’s lungs and with her sharp exhale, went the last of her resolve. She pressed her fingers further into Anna’s mouth.“Can you take more?” Brooke asked, her words barely above a murmur.
Anna’s dark eyes snapped open and she nodded, letting her tongue flick in-between Brooke’s two fingers.
Brooke wanted nothing more than to rut into Anna desperately, to pull more desperate moans from her throat, to watch her fall apart again and again. Her whole body felt like it was buzzing. Her eyes tore from Anna’s face, searching their room frantically for the bag from the bachelorette party two nights before.“Could you take the strap?” She asked, easing her fingers out of Anna’s mouth to cup the other woman’s face.
A whimper tumbled from Anna’s lips faster than she could nod.“Yes.” It was desperate. It was divine.
“I’ve never used one before,” Brooke whispered before she leaned in to press hot, wet kisses to Anna’s neck.“I’m not too sure what I’m doing.”
