She dragged the backs of her fingers along the outer swell of Nora’s breasts, luxuriating in the way they heaved with Nora’s breaths, and licked her way deeper into Nora’s mouth as she grazed against her nipples.
Nora tore her mouth away with a gasp. “Please!”
Quinn groaned and grabbed Nora by the waist to lift her up onto her knees. She stared up into Nora’s face as she circled a half-peaked nipple with the tip of her tongue, and her heart skipped a beat at the way Nora’s lips fell open with a silent moan as she lifted her chest closer to her mouth. The cry that caught in Nora’s throat when she took the nipple into her mouth made her clench, and she flattened a hand between Nora’s shoulder blades to hold her close as she sucked against it. She cradled the breast in her free hand as she alternated between firm sucks and fluttering licks, drawing the sweetest moans and sighs from Nora’s lips, and she rubbed her cheek against soft skin as she pulled back to blow lightly against the slick, straining nipple she’d been lavishing with attention.
“Can’t get enough of you.” Quinn held Nora’s gaze as she dragged the flat of her tongue over the swollen bud. She shivered as Nora’s fingers combed through her hair, nails scratching lightly against her scalp, and she smiled when Nora grabbed her hair and, with an insistent hand, urged her toward Nora’s other breast. “Mm, don’t mind if I do,” she murmured. Her smile widened when Nora chuckled at the comment, and she winked up at her as she dragged the tip of her nose over the half-erect nub. “Like this?”
The hand in her hair flexed, and Nora’s voice was laced with desire as she said, “Stop teasing.”
Unable to resist getting the last word in, Quinn whispered, “As you wish,” as she pulled the nipple between her lips with a heavy suck. Her eyes fluttered at the breathy, high-pitched moan that scraped its way past Nora’s lips as the bud stiffened against her tongue, and she pulled Nora closer as she tried to take as much of her into her mouth as she could. She could have stayed there for hours, coaxing ragged sighs and strangled gasps of pleasure from Nora’s lips, but she was incapable of ignoring the increasing desperation in the rock of Nora’s hips.
Quinn looked up at Nora’s face to judge her reaction as she dropped her hands to her waist and tugged open the button on her jeans, and her question as to whether Nora would be up for doing this out here on the balcony was answered when Nora bucked against her hands with a positively wanton, “Please.”
Quinn watched, utterly enraptured at the play of emotions in Nora’s eyes as she began working her jeans and panties down over her hips, and she swallowed back a moan when Nora slipped from her lap to help make the task easier. She pressed a kiss to Nora’s stomach as she helped her step out of her clothes, and her heart squeezed as she drank in the vision that Nora painted as she stood bare before her.
She shook her head when Nora tried to climb back onto her lap and whispered, “I want you just like this,” as she trailed her fingers along the backs of her legs.
“Quinn,” Nora breathed, her voice trembling with the force of her need.
Quinn moaned as Nora’s fingers flexed in her hair, and she curled her hands around Nora’s thighs, pulling gently, silently asking Nora to widen her stance. “I’ve got you,kjære,” she murmured as she dragged her lips lower to nuzzle soft curls as Nora opened for her.
She looked up at Nora through the valley between her breasts as she slipped from the sofa to sink to her knees in front of her, and her breath caught in her throat at the reckless abandon shining in Nora’s eyes. She held Nora’s gaze as she angled her chin between her legs, her mouth watering as the scent of Nora’s desire surrounded her, and she sighed as she pressed closer to spread the slick, swollen folds that waited for her with the flat of her tongue.
Nora’s head fell back as her hips arched against Quinn’s mouth, and she moaned Quinn’s name toward the heavens as if she, alone, were capable of granting her salvation.
Quinn’s eyes snapped shut as her nipples tightened and her clit pulsed in response to Nora’s cry, and she groaned as she slid her hands higher, over full cheeks that were tensed with Nora’s thrust, to grab her hips in a bid to steady them.
She wanted to hear Nora say her name just like that a dozen more times before she came.
Quinn stroked Nora’s hips as she lost herself in the taste of Nora’s arousal and the feeling of her thighs quivering against her cheeks. She worshiped her with achingly slow, thorough licks and kisses, only occasionally attending to where Nora’s rolling hips and the hands in her hair were trying to lead her, intent on drawing out Nora’s pleasure for as long as she possibly could.
Nora’s moans and quiet pleas and the way her breath would audibly catch were intoxicating, and Quinn was fast becoming an addict. She felt lightheaded, drunk on the sweetness of Nora’s want and the richness of her cries. She played Nora’s body like a virtuoso, working her up and then easing her back, again and again and again until Nora broke the cycle by tugging roughly at her hair with a beautifully broken, “Please! Oh god, Quinn… Please. I need. I need—”
Quinn moaned as her clit pulsed so hard at the desperation in Nora’s voice that her hips twitched, and she relaxed her hold to allow Nora to take what she needed. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the hands in her hair tightened to hold her close, and she flattened her tongue against Nora’s clit as deceptively strong hips rocked wantonly against her mouth. She caressed every inch of skin she could reach as she gave Nora everything she needed, and hummed in encouragement as Nora’s rhythm stuttered a heartbeat before she bore down harder and hurtled headlong into ecstasy.
She worked Nora through her release with gentle touches, light licks, and tender kisses, and wrapped her arms around Nora’s waist to steady her as her trembling slowly eased.
“Oh my god,” Nora whimpered, combing her fingers through Quinn’s hair in something like apology for how she’d just treated it as she struggled to catch her breath.
Quinn nuzzled Nora’s stomach and gingerly got her feet, glad that Nora was too spent to notice how she winced as she straightened because she didn’t want to do anything that might diminish the magic they’d just shared. She’d spend a lifetime hobbling on aching knees if it meant she got to have Nora like this again.
She drew Nora into her arms, and spread her hands wide over flushed skin that would undoubtedly notice the chill in the air soon, as if her touch, alone, would be enough to ward it off. Affection swelled in her chest at the way Nora sank into her, and she hummed as she kissed her softly. “You okay?”
Nora nodded. “So much better than okay.” She pressed onto her toes and moaned at the taste of herself on Quinn’s tongue. “That was…” She caressed Quinn’s cheek. “Amazing. Incredible.” A beatific smile lit her face. “Transcendent.”
“For me, as well,” Quinn assured her. She nuzzled Nora’s cheek and smoothed her hands over her back. “What do you say we try it again in bed?” She let her hands drift lower to caress Nora’s ass as she kissed her again, lingering in the sweetness for a handful of heartbeats before pulling away to whisper, “I’m not even close to being done with you.”
Nora whimpered. “Quinn…”
Quinn smiled. “Is that a ‘yes’?”
Nora drew a shaky breath and nodded. “Always.”
The sound of Fort pawing and whining at the bedroom door pulled Quinn from sleep not long after dawn the next morning. Though the last few nights had been a beautiful glimpse of a life she’d long desired, they hadn’t provided nearly enough rest, and she sighed as she tried to summon the energy to open her eyes.
“I’ve got him,” Nora murmured, brushing a kiss over the side of Quinn’s breast that she’d been using as a pillow.
Quinn pressed her lips to the crown of Nora’s head. “No, it’s fine. I’m up.” She stroked the backs of her fingers across her shoulders and whispered, “You should get more sleep.”
