Alicia slid a hand down to Clare’s hip. “Where do you want to be touched?”
“Anywhere,” she said breathlessly. “Everywhere.”
“I can do that.” Alicia’s hand skimmed up and down Clare’s thigh.
She whimpered, the ache in her core intensifying with each touch. Alicia’s breasts brushed against Clare’s as she moved, andoh, it felt so good. Clare slid her hands to the small of Alicia’s back, pressing their bodies more firmly together.
Alicia rocked her hips, her thigh pressed between Clare’s, their gasps and moans mingling in the night air. And then, just when the anticipation became almost too much, Alicia’s fingers slipped between Clare’s thighs. She exhaled in relief, hands grasping at any part of Alicia she could reach. Alicia kissed her as her fingers slipped and stroked, scrambling Clare’s brain.
Alicia brought her to the edge, but just as she was about to come, Alicia removed her hand. Clare couldn’t help her whimper, hips thrusting into the emptiness left behind.
“Hang on,” Alicia murmured, and then she began to kiss her way down Clare’s stomach, her tongue tracing wet patterns on her skin. Alicia’s mouth was magic, painting pleasure over Clare’s skin. She paused on her journey to pay special attention to Clare’s breasts, licking and nipping at them until Clare was writhing beneath her.
She was wonderfully aroused, eager to come, but just as eager to make this last as long as possible, because everything feltso good. Alicia kissed her way down Clare’s stomach before settling between her thighs. She looked up, catching Clare’s eyes in the dim light, and that moment of anticipation was perfection.
Clare’s heart pounded. Arousal throbbed in her core. Her skin tingled as she wondered where Alicia would touch her next. Alicia blew a puff of warm air against Clare’s clit, and she arched off the bed.Holy shit.She’d had no idea how hot that would be.
Before she’d had a chance to recover, Alicia’s mouth was on her, and Clare’s mind went up in flames. Her hands flailed, grabbing blindly at Alicia. The wet heat of Alicia’s tongue was all she knew. Her muscles went taut, caught in that blissful moment between tension and release, and then she shattered with a cry.
Alicia swirled her tongue, coaxing every bit of pleasure from Clare’s body. She was still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm as she flipped them, intent on giving Alicia as much pleasure as she’d just received.
Alicia gasped as Clare’s fingers found her center. “I need you inside me.”
Clare coated her fingers in Alicia’s wetness before teasing her entrance, moving her hips as she thrust inside. Alicia’s body gripped her, and she let out a long, low moan. She arched beneath Clare, and the pale column of her neck seemed to gleam in the moonlight. It was beautiful.Shewas beautiful.
Clare felt powerful in this position, moving her hips in time with her fingers. Alicia gasped, grinding her hips against Clare’s hand. Clare dipped her head to bring her mouth to Alicia’s breast.
“Yes,” Alicia panted.
Encouraged, Clare licked and kissed her way over Alicia’s breast before grazing her teeth against Alicia’s nipple. Alicia shuddered beneath her.
“Faster,” she said.
Clare increased her pace, pleasuring Alicia with her mouth and her fingers.
“I’m close,” Alicia gasped.
Clare pressed her palm firmly against Alicia’s clit as her fingers moved inside her. She curled them forward, searching for the spot that would send Alicia over the edge. Alicia cried out, and her body clenched around Clare’s fingers as she came.
Alicia wrapped her arms around Clare, and they held each other close. Outside the window, the ocean roared, but inside the bedroom, all was calm and quiet. Clare’s eyelids began to droop, sleep softening the edges of her consciousness.
“I sure hope we’re not dreaming,” she whispered against Alicia’s neck.
Alicia shook her head gently. “More like a dream come true.”
7
Alicia woke slowly, listening to waves crash outside the window as she came to her senses. Her mind swam with memories of a moonlit and very naked Clare, her hands and mouth all over Alicia’s body. Did that really happen, or had it been an elaborate sex dream?
Her eyes popped open to the sight of Rue’s head on the pillow beside her. If Rue was in her bed… She rolled over to find Clare facing her, fast asleep. The sheet was twisted around her, revealing one of her breasts. Alicia gulped. She’d really had sex with Clare in the middle of the night. That was…
Amazing, in a word. Clare had given her the perfect incentive to give in to her desire, reminding Alicia that it was her last night here. No strings. Alicia had an easy out. She’d had an amazing night with the woman of her dreams, and now she could walk away before the shine wore off, before Clare tired of her demanding personality.
This way, Alicia would always have the perfect memory of their night together.
Clare’s eyes blinked open, and a slow smile spread over her lips. “Morning.”
“Good morning.” Alicia’s chest tightened. She wasn’t good at morning afters. Casual pillow talk wasn’t her strong suit. Should she offer to go back to her own bed? Make breakfast?
