Because she also wanted Audrey to come against her tongue. But first ...
She brought a hand between them, removing her thigh as her fingers took over, stroking Audrey. She was so wet, and it felt amazing as Michelle’s fingers familiarized themselves with the contours of Audrey’s body. She loved this, loved the whimper that spilled from Audrey’s lips as Michelle’s fingertips discovered the little bud she sought. Her own clit throbbed as she touched Audrey’s, and she pressed her thighs together.
“Michelle ...” Audrey’s voice was nothing but a rasp, her hips pushing more insistently against Michelle’s hand.
Emboldened, Michelle circled Audrey’s entrance. “May I?”
“Yes,” Audrey gasped. “Please.”
Michelle slipped a finger inside her, moaning as Audrey’s velvety-soft walls gripped her.
“More,” Audrey demanded.
Michelle added a second finger, beginning to stroke in and out as her thumb rubbed against Audrey’s clit. Audrey ground against her, lips parted in silent pleasure, and this was—
“You’re ...god. I’m going to come.” Audrey’s thighs tightened around her hand.
“Oh.” Michelle heard the surprise in her voice. Just like that? “Yes. Please do.”
Audrey laughed, but it caught in her throat as her back bowed and her inner walls clamped around Michelle’s fingers. Michelle loved the feel of a woman coming around her fingers. She throbbed at the sensation. It took all her willpower not to reach between her thighs and touch herself. Right now, it wouldn’t take much ...
“You have amazing fingers, for the record,” Audrey murmured.
As was often the case, Michelle had no idea what to say, so she said nothing, but she felt the truth of Audrey’s words all the way to her soul.
“I mean it.” Audrey slipped a hand between them, pressing two fingers against Michelle’s aching clit. The same two fingers she’d used on the clay. And good lord, that mental image ...
“Please,” Michelle whispered, a thready desperate wisp of a word.
“My fucking pleasure.” Audrey’s voice was a growl, and she was stroking Michelle now, using her own hips as leverage as she slipped and plunged.
Michelle pressed herself into Audrey’s touch. Her clit ached so fiercely, she almost couldn’t take it. She was consumed with need, and no matter how firmly Audrey stroked, she needed more, more, “More ...”
There was a flurry of movement, and then Audrey’s tongue was against her clit, her mouth providing suction. It was more. It waseverything. Michelle’s body shook, and the most delicious heat spread through her core. Audrey’s tongue flicked her clit, once, twice ...
Michelle cried out as her orgasm crested, radiating through her more fiercely than any of the releases she’d given herself over the past few months. She bucked against Audrey’s mouth, a writhing mass of pleasure. Finally, it began to ebb, leaving her shuddering and too sensitive. She pushed gently at Audrey’s shoulders, and Audrey slid up to give her a tender kiss. Michelle could taste herself on Audrey’s lips.Fuck.
Her core still twitched with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and she felt so mellow. She didn’t even know what to do with herself, but lying here with Audrey forever seemed like a good option. Audrey settled against her, and for several minutes, they did just that ... lay blissfully in each other’s arms.
“That was amazing,” Michelle whispered, feathering a hand through Audrey’s silky hair.
“Mm,” Audrey murmured. “And I’m not nearly finished with you.”
She nipped at Michelle’s bottom lip, and that was all it took to rekindle the aching need inside Michelle. After months of ignoring her desire for Audrey, she was insatiable. Her hungry gaze roamed over the soft curve of Audrey’s stomach to the patch of golden brown hair between her thighs and back to her breasts, which were fuller than Michelle’s and so incredibly beautiful.
Michelle wanted to touch her everywhere at once, but there was one thing she wanted most of all. “Can I taste you?”
Audrey moaned. “I already mentioned how much I love your tongue, so yes, you fucking can. I’d love for you to.”
She sounded so aroused, and Michelle felt it in the pit of her stomach. She kissed Audrey first on the mouth before placing open-mouthed kisses across Audrey’s jaw to the delicate skin of her neck. Audrey whimpered, arching her back. She gazed up at Michelle, her eyes filled with want, withpleasure, and it made Michelle feel warm inside, energized, excited.
It had been so long since anyone had looked at her like that, since anyone moaned beneath her touch, and now wasn’t the moment to have this revelation, but maybe ithadbeen a Kelly problem. Maybe the spark between them had died and it hadn’t been Michelle’s fault.
Confidence building, Michelle transferred the attention of her mouth to Audrey’s breasts. She loved the breathy sounds Audrey made every time Michelle touched a particularly sensitive spot. She took her time exploring Audrey’s breasts, licking and kissing as Audrey squirmed beneath her.
“Michelle ...” Audrey’s fingers were on her shoulders, pushing gently.
Taking the hint, Michelle slid down to lie between Audrey’s thighs, surprised at her own eagerness. She leaned in, teasing the tip of her tongue against Audrey’s flesh. Audrey’s hips pushed more insistently toward her. Michelle gave her a broad, slow lick, and Audrey’s moan seemed to echo through her, increasing the ache in her own core.
