Jules touched her hesitantly at first, fingers ghosting over her skin, exploring as she got her bearings. She bit her bottom lip, a wrinkle appearing between her brows as she concentrated, and if Sophie had found her sexy before, well…this was next level. Jules’s fingers slid through her folds, and Sophie couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her throat.
Jules smiled, and then she was stripping away Sophie’s underwear, pushing them down her legs before moving up to pop the clasp on her bra. She paused there, taking in Sophie’s naked body with such an appreciative look, Sophie felt herself blushing from head to toe.
Jules took her time exploring Sophie’s breasts, and she was dying in the very best way. Their eyes met as Jules’s hand crept down her stomach, dipping between Sophie’s thighs.
Sophie gasped, arching into her touch.
Jules seemed to gain confidence with each stroke, increasing pressure as she found a rhythm. She teased Sophie’s entrance, dipping lightly inside her, and Sophie was so turned on, she could hardly see straight. Her hips moved, matching Jules’s rhythm. It was all perfect and perfectly infuriating because Jules hadn’t yet touched the part of her that was begging most insistently for her attention.
Almost as soon as she’d had the thought, Jules’s fingers brushed against her clit. Sophie jerked beneath her. “Yes,” she gasped.
“Oh.” Jules’s eyes went wide, and her fingers returned to circle Sophie’s clit.
“Don’t stop,” she panted, hips grinding against Jules’s hand.
Jules nodded, adjusting her position, still with that look of intense concentration on her face. Her lips parted, hair hanging messily around her face as she worked. Her fingers circled and stroked, faster and harder, as Sophie mumbled her encouragement, hips moving frantically against Jules’s hand.
Sophie gripped Jules’s waist, needing something to ground her as the pressure inside her mounted. “I’m going to come,” she gasped, and she had just caught sight of the thrilled smile on Jules’s face before she squeezed her eyes shut, moaning as release ripped through her in a scorching wave, leaving her boneless and panting against Jules’s bedspread.
Sophie opened her eyes to see Jules hovering over her, cheeks flushed, pride gleaming in her eyes, and holyhell, she was sexy.
“Not bad for my first time?” she asked, lips quirking.
Sophie was on her in a heartbeat, pinning her to the bed and bringing her lips to Jules’s for a blistering kiss. “I’d say you’re a fast learner.”
* * *
Jules wason fire beneath the warm weight of Sophie’s body, achingly alive from her scalp to her toes. She’d been wholly focused on providing pleasure, on exploring Sophie’s beautiful body, on being assertive to keep from feeling like a fish out of water, and now…now, with Sophie’s hands roaming her overheated skin, she was about to lose her mind.
“Yes?” Sophie asked, tugging at the band of Jules’s underwear.
She nodded. “Yes.”
Sophie popped the clasp of her bra, and Jules wiggled out of it, dropping it to the floor as Sophie brought her mouth to Jules’s exposed nipples. She licked and nipped, bringing first one and then the other to tight, aching peaks as Jules squeezed her eyes shut, swamped in sensation.
Sophie’s fingers gripped her underwear, and Jules lifted her hips, helping her strip them away. When she opened her eyes, Sophie was staring at her in a reverent kind of way. Heat rolled over Jules’s skin, her chest heaving, heart racing.
“Ready?” Sophie asked.
“So ready,” she whispered, hips shifting restlessly.
Sophie grinned, her hand sliding up Jules’s leg. She paused just before she reached her destination, fingers teasing the delicate skin on Jules’s inner thigh, and it was the most exquisitely frustrating thing she’d ever felt. Her entire body tensed in anticipation, arousal throbbing in her core.
And then Sophie’s fingers pressed against her right where she ached for her. She swirled them, making Jules whimper in pleasure, before beginning to move, stroking her with an expertise that had her writhing within minutes. “Yes,yes. God, Sophie.”
Sophie circled her clit before sliding two fingers inside her, positioning her hand to let Jules grind against her palm, andyes, that was perfect. Sophie pumped her fingers in and out, retreating periodically to pay extra attention to her clit. Jules was too far gone to do anything but hold on for the ride, hips rocking to Sophie’s rhythm. She could hear herself moaning and panting, and well, she’d never been very good at keeping herself quiet.
“That’s it,” Sophie murmured, capturing her mouth for a kiss. “Let go.”
“Yes,” Jules gasped. “Please don’t stop.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” On the contrary, Sophie stroked harder and faster.
Oh, she wassoclose…
Jules dug her fingers into Sophie’s skin, pulling her closer, breasts and hips bumping together, and just like that, she broke. Her back arched as she came, release pulsing through her. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, oh…” She collapsed against the bed, limp and dazzled.
Sophie rolled to lie beside her, one of her legs resting between Jules’s thighs, their skin hot and damp where it touched. She reached out to brush a strand of hair out of Jules’s face. “Okay?”
