“You feel so good,” Marin whispered. Her core ached more fiercely than ever, but it was a good ache. Thebest. She fought the urge to grind herself against Charlotte’s thigh, instead savoring the anticipation, because tonight she was going to experience the pleasure she’d been craving. Tonight, it was all within her reach.
But first, she wanted to lose herself in the pleasure of Charlotte’s body, because Marin had looked forward to this just as much. She’d wanted to touch a woman, to please her, to feel her come apart beneath Marin’s fingers. Later, beneath her tongue.Oh, she couldn’t wait for that either.
Marin was surprised to realize she was trembling in anticipation. She found Charlotte’s opening and dipped her fingers into the wetness waiting for her there. “Is this okay?”
Charlotte nodded frantically, pressing one of her hands over Marin’s, pushing her more firmly against her. “Please.”
The sight of Charlotte’s desperation sent a sharp surge of arousal between Marin’s thighs, and she pressed them together, feeling rather desperate herself. Thank goodness she was still fully dressed, because if her bare skin touched Charlotte’s? She might come before she was ready. Already, her hips moved almost without her knowledge, rocking to mimic the movement of her fingers as she stroked Charlotte.
Carefully, Marin pushed two fingers inside her, and then she groaned at the velvety soft feel of Charlotte surrounding her. God that felt good. Her hips moved more insistently now, and so did Charlotte’s. They bumped against each other with Marin’s hand trapped in between, and it was hot, so fucking hot.
Marin pumped in and out of Charlotte’s body, then retreated, sliding her fingers up. This was the one part she’d been unsure about, finding Charlotte’s clit. She knew how to find her own, of course, but how would it feel on another woman’s body? Her fingertips were wet with Charlotte’s arousal, sliding easily over her flesh.
She searched, feeling ... feeling ... Oh god, what if she couldn’t find it? That would be so embarrassing, but before she could panic, Charlotte gasped, her back bowing, and her reaction alerted Marin that she’d reached her destination. Sure enough, as she focused her touch, she felt the little bud beneath her fingertips.
Marin gasped, her clit throbbing as she touched Charlotte’s. “Right here?”
“Yes,” Charlotte said, then moaned. “You’re a natural. Don’t think a man’s ever found it that quickly.”
Marin let out a hoarse laugh, grateful for the validation that she wasn’t bumbling around like she had no idea what she was doing, even if that was occasionally how she felt. She circled Charlotte’s clit and then tapped her fingertips gently against it, drawing a wheeze from Charlotte’s lips. “Tell me what you like.”
“I ... I don’t know.” Charlotte sounded almost confused by the admission. “With guys, it’s usually a race to the finish line, getting the condom on so he can get inside me, but with you ... I don’t know what comes next, except that I like everything you’re doing.”
“Do you want my fingers inside you?” Marin asked.
Charlotte nodded. “I think I do, yeah.”
Marin brought a hand between Charlotte’s thighs, testing her with her fingertips before she pushed inside. Charlotte’s back bowed again, her stomach pressing into Marin’s as she gasped with pleasure.
“You’re so ... so thoughtful with how you touch me,” Charlotte said, panting. “You keep checking to make sure I’m ready for you, and I ... that’s really sexy.”
“I’m glad.” Marin thrust with those fingers as she used her other hand to touch Charlotte’s clit, rubbing and circling it, watchingCharlotte’s reactions to see what she liked best. Yes, she was very intentional in how she touched her. She wanted to give Charlotte as much pleasure as possible.
Emboldened by Charlotte’s reactions, Marin hooked her fingertips forward, searching for her G-spot. She’d found hers before, although it was hard to reach on her own body. In theory, it would be easier to find on someone else. She fumbled around for a few seconds like an amateur, before she felt the soft, spongy area beneath her fingertips.
Charlotte went rigid against her. “I’m coming,” Charlotte whispered before letting out a wild cry. Her inner walls pulsed around Marin’s fingers, and she felt an answering clench inside herself. She clutched Charlotte against her, still stroking her with her fingers, wanting to feel every moment of her pleasure as she rode out her orgasm.
As for her own pleasure? This was already the most intense experience of Marin’s life, and she hadn’t even taken off her clothes yet.
Marin closed her eyes as Charlotte lifted Marin’s shirt over her head. Her fingers brushed against Marin’s bare skin, andohit felt amazing. Then Charlotte began to push her pants down her legs. Marin did what she could to help, but snug, stretchy pants were a pain to get out of. There was simply no sexy way to get them off, except ...
Charlotte scooted lower, kissing each inch of Marin’s skin as she exposed it, and Marin was wrong. This was incredibly sexy. Her pants slid lower, and Marin heard herself wheeze as Charlotte kissed her upper thigh. Charlotte’s tongue swirled against her delicate skin, and Marin arched off the bed.
“I love seeing you so worked up,” Charlotte whispered against her thigh.
Marin sank her hands into the sheets, desperate for something to hold on to. She tried to respond to Charlotte, but the only thing that came out of her mouth was a shaky gasp.
“You like this?” Charlotte asked.
Marin could only nod, panting and clutching at the sheets. Charlotte tossed Marin’s pants to the floor and then gently kissed her way down Marin’s legs to her calves. Now Marin wore only her bra and panties. Charlotte kissed her way back up Marin’s legs, drawing ever closer to the place where she ached so fiercely for her.
In all her many,manyfantasies about her first time with a woman, she’d never imagined it quite like this. She hadn’t thought to fantasize about Charlotte’s lips on her inner thigh, and holy fuck that was amazing. Maybe somewhere in the back of her mind, Marin had worried that after so many years of anticipation, there was no way this experience could live up to her wildly inflated expectations, but in reality, it wasbetterthan she’d imagined.
Better because everything Charlotte did was unexpected. Not knowing where she’d kiss next, where she’d put her hands? It was blowing Marin’s mind. And because she already felt so comfortable with Charlotte, so safe, she knew every touch was going to be wonderful.
Charlotte kissed her way over Marin’s stomach, up her chest, to her mouth. Her naked body covered Marin’s, soft skin sliding over hers, creating a delicious friction. Their mouths met, and Marin kissed her with mounting desperation, her hands clutching Charlotte’s hips. Charlotte hovered over her somewhat awkwardly, not giving her any pressure where she needed it, heightening her anticipation.
They kissed for several long, delicious minutes. Marin’s skin was sweat damp where it met Charlotte’s, her heart racing out of control. Marin could feel that her panties were soaked. The ache in her core was almost unbearable, and yet, she was loving every moment. She was doing her very best to savor the wait, but if she didn’t get some friction against her clit soon ...
