CHAPTER 32
Harlow’s head was between Larissa’s legs, and no, it was not a dream. It wasn’t a fantasy. Well, itwas, but it was also real. This was really happening. She was licking and sucking on Larissa, and Larissa was under her, writhing in pleasure. God, it was better than she ever could have imagined, and shehadimagined it. So many times, she had imagined this exact scenario. In Larissa’s bedroom, Harlow would take off Larissa’s clothes, and she would make love to her. Now, she was actually doing it. Her hands massaged Larissa’s full breasts, and her lips were around a swollen clit. Harlow moaned because she still couldn’t believe that they were doing this.
“I’m…”
Harlow opened her eyes and looked up. Larissa’s eyes were closed. Her mouth was in the tell-tale shape of an O. And while Harlow wanted to pause what she was doing to check if Larissa, who had been quiet so far, was coming, she didn’t want to stop at the same time in case she was. Larissa was indeed quiet. She had let out several gasps and a couple of moans, but that was about it, so Harlow was flying a little blind down here and only wanted to make Larissa feel good. She squeezed Larissa’s left breast and flicked her tongue over Larissa’s clit a few times.
“Are you always this quiet?” she asked when it didn’t appear that Larissa was coming after all.
“Am I beingtooquiet?”
“No, there’s no such thing,” she replied and licked her, causing Larissa to twitch a bit. “I just wanted to know if I was making you feel good or not.”
“Are you kidding me?” Larissa asked. “Of course, you are.” She ran her hand through Harlow’s hair, which would now be one of Harlow’s new favorite things. “Sorry, I didn’t want to… talk too much.”
“Too much? There’s no such thing as that, either.” Harlow kissed Larissa’s clit. “How about you just make whatever sounds you want to make while I continue, and if you come, you let me know somehow. Pull my hair, yell my name; whatever you want. Both would be totally fine with me. Both at the same time would be so fucking hot, but really up to you.”
Larissa smiled at her and said, “I want to be loud.”
“And I just want you to let go. God, I’d love it if you let go, Larissa. But if you don’t, that’s okay, too.”
“Will you keep doing what you were doing?”
“Which part?”
“All of it, but the sucking mainly.”
“Oh, that?” she asked with a smirk. “You like that?”
“I love that.”
“Me too,” she said and ran her hand down the middle of Larissa’s chest, over her stomach, and between her legs to spread her again.
Before she sucked, though, she lowered her tongue to Larissa’s entrance and slipped it inside.
“Oh, fuck,” Larissa said.
Harlow grunted.
“Please,” Larissa added.
Harlow pushed in deeper and pulled out, licking there as fresh wetness coated her tongue.
“God, that’s so good,” Larissa told her, and her hand moved to the back of Harlow’s head.
She smiled and licked Larissa’s clit a few times before moving her tongue back down to her entrance and pushing it back inside her. Then, she pressed on Larissa’s thighs, and Larissa understood, spreading her legs wider for Harlow, who moved back up to Larissa’s clit to suck her hard. She left her finger at her entrance and waited. When Larissa’s hips began to rise and fall, she pushed inside with one finger.
“Yes!”
Harlow moaned into her, pulled out, and pushed back inside, adding a second finger.
“You’re inside me,” Larissa spoke as if just realizing it. “God, Harlow, you’re inside me.”
Harlow moaned a little softer this time, but she didn’t stop sucking, and soon, Larissa’s hips were moving quickly in time with Harlow’s curling fingers. Then, Larissa stopped moving altogether, and Harlow knew.
“Harlow!”
Larissa gripped her hair and pulled just how she wanted her to, and Harlow curled and pushed in deeper to let Larissa know how much she wanted her.
