“I’m fine. I’m so much better than fine. It’s just ... emotional for me, being here with you,goodemotions, I promise. Sex used to be something I dreaded, but I fantasized about a future where I would enjoy it. Now you’ve made that fantasy a reality, and I ... I’m emotional.”
“Well, now you’re making me emotional.” Charlotte blinked, her own eyes glossy. “I think I love you, Marin Easterly.” She slapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh my god, I didn’t mean to just ... blurt that out.”
“I’m glad you did, because I love you too.” Marin was crying in earnest now, and she certainly hadn’t imagined saying those words for the first time while Charlotte’s hand was between her thighs, while she was breathless and aroused and crying from how good everything felt, but now ... she wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Oh, Marin.” Charlotte’s bottom lip trembled, and the way she was looking at Marin right now ... it was love, all right. It was the kind of love Marin had always wanted to see on a woman’s face, and she knew her face reflected the same emotion. She was overflowing with it, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world.
“It’s true.” Her voice was soft and tremulous as she cupped Charlotte’s cheek. “I love you.”
“I never saw this coming.” Charlotte blinked, looking surprised and so fucking happy. “I just ... wow. I had no idea how this would play out when I met you that day on the bus, but I knewsomething. You caught my eye from the first moment I saw you. I didn’t know why, but I knew you were important. Then I thought I watched youdie, and then I found you again, and now you’ve turned my world upside down in the very best way.”
“The very best,” Marin echoed, then gasped when Charlotte’s fingers started moving again, slipping over her sensitive flesh.
“I love you.” Charlotte kissed her fiercely, hungrily, and then she dipped her head to kiss Marin’s neck. She kept going, placing hot, wet kisses over Marin’s chest, teasing each of her nipples until Marin was whining and writhing against the bed. She had never known her breasts were this sensitive. It hadn’t done anything for her when Andrew kissed them, but Charlotte ...
Oh, Charlotte . . .
Marin moaned as Charlotte ventured lower, licking around her navel before traveling the expanse of her stomach, drawing ever closer to where Marin ached for her, where Marinthrobbedfor her. If it was possible, she was even more turned on now than she had been the first time. Her core clenched in anticipation, and her breath came in rapid pants.
“I want to taste you.”
Marin let out the most outrageous moan. “Oh please.Please.”
She felt Charlotte’s warm breath first, gusting against her hypersensitive skin, and even that felt fantastic. Marin again clenched her hands in the sheets to have something to hold on to.
“Look at me,” Charlotte whispered.
Marin opened her eyes and looked down, andoh god, the image of Charlotte lying between her parted thighs was almost enough to make her come. Charlotte’s blond hair was wild, tumbling over her shoulders. Strands of it fell across Marin’s thighs, and she could think of nothing better than this, soft hair and soft skin, Charlotte’s plump pink lips smiling up at her.
“You’re so gorgeous when you’re this turned on,” Charlotte murmured, and then, while Marin watched, she leaned in, pressing her tongue firmly against Marin’s clit.
“Oh fuck.” Marin’s hips bucked, and her eyes slammed shut almost without her knowledge. Her entire consciousness narrowed to the hot, wet pleasure of Charlotte’s mouth.
Charlotte flicked her tongue back and forth, pausing from time to time as if to judge Marin’s responses to each of her movements. She licked and kissed, occasionally moving from Marin’s clit to lavish attention on the rest of her, but she always returned to the spot that made Marin squirm and moan, that had stars bursting behind her eyelids.
She wanted this to last forever, but Charlotte’s mouth had other ideas. She swirled her tongue around Marin’s clit again, and the tension inside her crested. This was it, and it was going to be a big one.Oh fuck.Marin ground her hips against that talented tongue.
“Please,” she begged. “Please don’t stop.”
Charlotte didn’t stop. She kept licking, lavishing Marin with pleasure as she tipped over the edge. This orgasm was exponentially stronger than the first one. It radiated out from her core in blissful waves that just kept coming. A hot, tingly sensation swept through her body, the best feeling in the world, the best orgasm she’d ever had, the besteverything.
Marin moaned and writhed until she was a limp, shuddering heap against the sheets, weakly pushing at Charlotte’s shoulders when her pleasure ebbed and she became too sensitive.
Charlotte looked up at her, wiping her chin with one hand. “Wow, that was ... wow. This time I felt like I earned it. Watching you come is so fucking hot.” She gasped, and Marin realized that Charlotte had a hand between her own thighs, rubbing frantically.
“Wait,” Marin said, surprising even herself with how quickly she moved, considering she’d been boneless with pleasure a few moments ago. She rolled them so that she landed between Charlotte’s thighs, pushing Charlotte’s hand aside to replace it with her face.
Marin had anticipated giving almost as much as receiving, and she groaned as her tongue met Charlotte’s intimate flesh, savoring her unique flavor. Marin licked and sucked eagerly, because she sensedCharlotte was close, and also, because she had been looking forward to this so much. Within minutes, Charlotte arched and bucked against her, shouting her release.
“Get up here,” Charlotte said hoarsely. “Because I need to kiss you.”
Marin obeyed wordlessly because she needed the same thing. Here in Charlotte’s arms, Marin felt a soul-deep contentment she hadn’t even known was possible. Yes, this was love, all right.
Tomorrow might be difficult. It probablywouldbe difficult, but right here, right now, Marin was happy. At peace. In love.
She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.
Chapter Twenty-Two
