“Eve…” she murmured against her lips as Eve palmed her breasts, fingers skimming over her sensitive skin. Her back arched involuntarily, pressing her more firmly into Eve’s touch.
Eve hummed her approval as she dipped her head, replacing her fingers with her tongue, swirling and flicking Josie’s nipple until it had tightened before repeating the process on her other breast as her fingers trailed down Josie’s belly to dip between her legs. She gasped as Eve’s fingers slipped through her folds.
Josie closed her eyes, surrendering to her touch. This time, the night was young. They had all the time in the world to touch and explore each other, and apparently, Eve had already embraced this concept. Her fingers kept stroking as her teeth skimmed against the delicate underside of Josie’s breast, making her shiver with pleasure, hips arching into her touch.
Eve placed a series of openmouthed kisses over Josie’s belly, andoh God, it felt so good. Every nerve in her body was on high alert as Eve’s fingers ignited a fire deep inside her, growing hotter with each stroke. And then, Eve was moving, dress slithering seductively over Josie’s skin as she crawled down to position herself between Josie’s thighs.
“Oh,” Josie gasped as Eve placed a scorching kiss at the crease of her inner thigh.
She looked up, eyes smoldering into Josie’s. “Yes?”
“Yes,” she whispered. Need pulsed through her, centered in her aching clit, andyes, yes, yes,she wanted to feel the heat of Eve’s mouth there.
Eve dipped her head, tongue skimming over Josie’s thigh, licking and kissing, tantalizingly close to where she needed her. And while part of her wanted to scream in frustration, to thread her fingers through Eve’s dark hair and guide her, she found herself gasping as Eve kissed her way down the tender flesh of Josie’s inner thigh.
It was intimate, so incredibly intimate, and surprisingly erotic. Had anyone ever kissed her there before? If they had, it hadn’t been memorable, but the hot press of Eve’s mouth was sure as hell memorable. She could note it in her calendar,inner-thigh kisses from Eve, but she wouldn’t need to. This moment was forever etched into her brain.
Eve’s tongue swirled over her skin, followed by the brush of her teeth, and Josie thought it could last forever and never be enough. It was one of the most exquisite things she’d ever felt. And then Eve was kissing her way back up Josie’s thigh, and she could hardly breathe. She gasped, her whole body tensing in anticipation.
Eve paused, her eyes meeting Josie’s. With one hand, she swept her hair over her shoulders, the other resting against Josie’s thigh. Still staring into Josie’s eyes, she lowered her head and gave one long, slow lick that had Josie arching off the bed, eyes slamming shut, a breathy moan escaping her lips.
Eve’s tongue circled her clit, swirling until Josie had forgotten all about the inner-thigh kisses, their date, the kittens in the other room. Hell, she wasn’t sure she even remembered how to speak. She sure as hell couldn’t form coherent words. Instead, she moaned and gasped, hips moving against Eve’s mouth. Eve’s lips closed over her clit, and she sucked hard. Josie cried out, hands clenched in the sheet beneath her.
Yes, yes, yes. Please don’t stop.
Josie kept her eyes shut, just absorbing the sensations, the heat and the thrill of Eve’s mouth. She moved away from Josie’s clit, licking and kissing, exploring every inch of her while Josie lay there, legs shaking, panting for breath, her skin coated in a fine sheen of sweat as Eve brought her closer and closer to her release.
She pressed a finger against Josie’s entrance, stroking her, testing her before slipping inside, pumping in and out as her tongue flicked against Josie’s clit, andoh God. Her body seemed to vibrate with the power of the orgasm building inside her, thighs shaking, pulse pounding in her ears.
That was all she could hear, that and the wet sound of Eve’s mouth against her skin. She kept stroking, kept licking, kept sucking as the pressure inside Josie built until she thought she might explode. And then she was coming, release pulsing out from her core, rolling through her in a scorching wave that left her limp and breathless in its wake.
Finally, she opened her eyes, looking down to see Eve with her head resting against Josie’s thigh, hair spilling over Josie’s skin in a dark wave, watching quietly with a satisfied smile on her face.
Josie reached down for her, realizing in a rush that Eve was still fully clothed. She traced a finger along the bodice of her dress, meeting her gaze. “My turn.”
Eve’s breath hitched as she bit her lip. “Please.”
21
Eve drifted awake, recognizing the floral scent of Josie’s shampoo and the soft cotton of her sheets before she’d opened her eyes. She rolled to her back, blinking up at the wood-beamed ceiling overhead. Muted sunlight filled the room, and a quick glance at the clock told her it was just past six. Her internal clock had woken her ahead of her alarm.
She looked over at Josie, still peacefully asleep, lavender hair spread across the pillow like a halo. She’d certainly taken Eve to celestial places last night. Despite getting in bed before ten, they’d still been up late, exploring their seemingly insatiable chemistry. Case in point, Eve’s body ached in some interesting places as she sat up to turn off the alarm on her phone.
Her foot bumped something solid and warm, and she looked down to see Nigel the cat curled up on the end of the bed. Should she wake Josie or leave her a note? Eve had to be at the office this morning, but Josie should enjoy the chance to sleep in since she’d be bartending until two tonight. This was the third time in four days Eve had woken in Josie’s bed, a habit she was already finding hard to break. Last night, Josie had suggested a casual relationship, no strings sex until the spark between them burned out.
Staring at her now in the soft morning light, Eve could think of no rebuttal. The idea of walking out now, of not kissing her, sleeping beside her, or experiencing the delicious pleasure of her body ever again felt unbearable. As Josie had pointed out, neither of them had the time or interest for something serious right now. Just sex.
It’s already more than sex.
But maybe that was okay. She could like Josie, as long as they never went near that other “l” word. And with their opposite work schedules, there was little chance of ever sharing more than a few scattered nights together. Eve leaned over to check Josie’s phone. The alarm for the kittens’ next feeding was set for twenty minutes from now. She dismissed it. The least she could do was feed them before she left. And if Josie hadn’t woken by the time she’d finished, she would leave a note and let her sleep, because this wasn’t their last night together.
Decision made, she slipped out of bed and opened the middle drawer of Josie’s dresser, familiar by now with where she kept her stash of T-shirts. She grabbed a plain black one, pulled it over her head, and went into the bathroom to freshen up. Then she walked to the kitchen to turn on the coffeepot and start warming up kitten formula.
Fifteen minutes later, she was just finishing up as Josie walked into the room, still blinking the sleep from her eyes. Eve set Blanche in the playpen and stood to give Josie a kiss, managing to aggravate her back in the process. She winced. “Good morning.”
“Morning,” Josie said, her voice scratchy, arms slipping around Eve’s waist.
“I have to go to work.” Eve rested her forehead against Josie’s. “You should go back to sleep.”
