Page 114 of Love Study


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She licked her again and twisted gently on her nipple.

“Oh, shit. Just fuck me! Make me come.”

Larissa smirked atherthis time, lowered her mouth, and resumed that whole rolling thing with her tongue that had Harlow gripping both Larissa’s hair and the sheets.

“Fuck! Fuck!”

Larissa moaned again and pushed in a little deeper, curling quickly now, and Harlow came.

“Baby, I’m coming! Oh, God!”

Harlow’s hips jerked up and off the mattress, and Larissa let them stay there, continuing to roll her tongue and push in and out of her, not letting go of Harlow’s nipple and taking her higher and higher until finally, Harlow crashed down to the bed.

“That…”

Larissa shifted and moved her mouth back to Harlow’s clit. She licked it very softly and pushed inside, keeping her fingers still.

“Your exes were right. They were wrong about everything else, but this… They were right about this.”

Larissa didn’t say anything, but she continued to lick her slowly until Harlow finally opened her eyes to watch her do it.

“You can stop, you know? You just gave me the best orgasm of my life. I might need a minute.”

“Can I stay down here and keep doing this until you’re ready?”

“Is that what youwantto do?” she asked.

Larissa nodded.

“You don’t want to touch me while I touch you?”

“Is that an option?”

“I was thinking that you could come up here.” Harlow touched her lips with her index finger. “Specifically, your clit could come up here, and you could lean back and touch me how you did a minute ago with your long, amazing fingers.”

“You like my fingers?”

“I have thought about your fingers more times than I care to admit; how good they would feel inside me.”

“Did they live up to all those thoughts?” Larissa asked, moving to straddle her.

“More than,” she replied.

Larissa smiled and leaned down to kiss her. Harlow tasted herself and Larissa at the same time, and when Larissa shifted to move over her face, she swallowed hard. She had thought she’d eventually get that this was real, that it was happening, but she now knew what the love of her life tasted like, and something about that had her wondering if she was dreaming after all. She tasted her again when Larissa lowered herself and grippedthe headboard behind them with both hands at first. Then, she seemed to remember that she was supposed to be touching Harlow, too, so she let go, moved into a better position, and stroked her while Harlow sucked on her clit.

A few minutes later, they came one after the other, with Harlow starting them off, and when they caught their breath, Larissa moved off her and was flat on her back about a foot away from her.

“Where are my glasses?” she asked.

Harlow laughed, grabbed them for her, and said, “Over here. And why are you so far away? Get back here so that I can hold you.”

Larissa took them, put them back on, and turned onto her side to face Harlow.

“I want to do more of this, but…”

“You’re starving, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Larissa admitted, laughing a little.