Hope slid her tongue from Angelica’s clit to her core, and Angelica nearly jumped from just how pleasurable it was. She looked down their bodies and locked her eyes on Hope’s crystalline ones and gave Hope a half-smile. “Taste as good as you thought?”
“Better,” Hope answered, her eyes alight with mischief and joy all at the same time.
Angelica was her first. No matter which way they spun this, there was a pride there that Angelica wasn’t able to get rid of.She’d been Hope’s first kiss, first fuck, first taste and feel. And she’d take that to her grave. The pure quality of the joy and pleasure that Hope found in touching her and experiencing all of this was exactly what Angelica had hoped for her and more.
“Then have another lick,” Angelica said, holding her breath as she waited to see what Hope would do next.
Hope sent her a half-cocked smile before she pushed her tongue out between her lips and licked Angelica in the most over-exaggerated way possible. Laughing, Angelica turned her hips slightly into Hope and then pressed her face against Hope’s cunt. This was going to be good. She knew it without a doubt.
Angelica parted her lips and covered Hope’s clit. She sucked gently at first and then added more suction and pressure. She wrapped her arm around Hope’s leg to hold her steady as she started to work her up. She wasn’t going to stop until Hope was grinding against her face and coming so hard that she screamed. Hope seemed like a screamer. They hadn’t gotten to that point the last time they’d done this, but perhaps this time would be different.
Now that they knew each other better.
Now that they were willing to play a little more, rather than just feeling and acting on their lust.
Angelica started a pattern of a suck and a swipe with her tongue. She wasn’t going to add fingers this time. She didn’t want Hope to be overstimulated into an orgasm too quickly, not like she would probably be because of her mini-masturbation session in the shower. Hope groaned and rocked her hips once before her mouth found its way against Angelica.
The tandem of pleasuring Hope while also being pleasured nearly did Angelica’s head in. She continued the pattern she started, trying her best to focus on what she was doing instead of what she was feeling, but it was getting harder with each passing second. Her body was still so ramped up from her first orgasmthat it wasn’t going to take long for Hope to pull her into her second, and this time it’d be so much better.
Because Hope’s mouth was against her.
Because they were doing this together.
Angelica tightened her grasp on Hope’s leg, her fingers pushing into Hope’s thigh as she opened her mouth wider. Hope tasted delicious. The way she moved was pure adrenaline and instinct. Angelica loved whenever she’d get to this point with someone, when their bodies took over and their minds disappeared into the ether of what felt good.
She hummed, closing her eyes. Her cheeks were wet from Hope and not from the shower. Her body was heated instead of cooling off. She gasped when Hope sucked her hard, and she had to pull away for a brief second to catch her bearings.
Hope didn’t stop, however.
She continued to suck, to pull Angelica even closer to her, to press her face against Angelica as if she didn’t need to breathe. Angelica groaned, that familiar tingle of orgasm hitting her quickly. She hadn’t expected it this soon after her last one. She bit her lip and clenched her eyes shut, just pressing her cheek against Hope’s warm skin as she waited for the wave of pleasure to overtake her and consume her.
She breathed through it, her body rocking in time with Hope’s movements, her hips jerking before the movements smoothed into something far more familiar and rhythmic. Hope again licked her from clit to core, and then again and again.
Angelica pursed her lips and let out a slow breath as she tried to keep still for Hope to taste and take exactly what she wanted to, but by the fourth or fifth lick she had to stop the onslaught from the touch. She pulled away and stared down at Hope with a grin on her face and a laugh on her lips.
“You’re damn good at that.”
“I learned from the best.” Hope winked at her and then laughed, turning on her back.
Angelica licked her lips, catching the lingering taste of Hope on her. Right, she still needed to give as good as she got. Bending her neck, she put her face back against Hope’s pussy and didn’t relent. Hope gasped. Then she groaned. She dipped her hand down to tangle it in Angelica’s wet locks, tugging on her, sharply enough for Angelica to think that Hope wanted her to stop. In fact, she’d pull and then she’d push Angelica right back where she was.
Angelica focused all of her attention and energy on Hope, on pleasing her, on teasing her into an orgasm that she wouldn’t forget any time soon. She trapped Hope’s ass and squeezed tightly. She held her still and then moved her. She gave Hope as much pleasure as she possibly could until Hope cried out loudly and dug her nails into Angelica’s scalp.
The scream Angelica had longed for.
The one she’d created.
She cleaned Hope with her tongue and her mouth much like Hope had done to her. When she pulled away, she lay on her back and stared at the ceiling, wiping her fingers along her lips to clear the last of Hope’s sticky flavor from her mouth. Though she never wanted to forget that flavor. She would memorize it. Because if this was the last time that they were together, then she didn’t want to forget it. And if they got another chance, she’d take that opportunity as well.
“Holy fuck,” Hope finally said before she burst into a laugh.
Angelia said nothing, but she did move to the side when Hope turned to rest her head on the pillow and pulled Angelica’s arm over her body like they were in a half cuddle. Angelica stopped at that. She didn’t often cuddle after sex. Mostly because she hadn’t had a long-term relationship that included actual relationship material in years.
Leanne had been quick fucks here and there. Thus far, Hope had also been that. And she was scared to ask if Hope would be staying the night or if she’d be sneaking back to her own room before dawn.
Angelica didn’t want the answer to that question.
Hope petted her arm, tracing her fingers up and down Angelica’s skin in a gentle, comforting move. Angelica’s heart wanted to give in and imagine that this was what it could be like between them, that they could actually be in a relationship together. But she still held a part of herself back. She wasn’t ready to give the whole of that hope over yet.
