Even asleep, Aspen was the embodiment of power and grace, making Eve wish she had her camera. Not that she’d ever photograph Aspen without consent, but the artist in her longed to capture the way Aspen looked in this moment. The definition of her deltoid and the elegant angle of her arm that cradled her head in a way that evoked the sensual repose of Bredt’sReclining Odalisque. The sharp line of her jaw and the supple fullness of her lips. The graceful length of her neck and the broadness of her shoulders.
Aspen had a vitality and beauty that deserved to be immortalized, and for as much as it seemed a waste to not do so, Eve was selfishly glad that this view, this woman, this moment was hers and hers alone.
Her stomach fluttered as her gaze lingered on Aspen’s small, firm breasts, and she licked her lips as she savored the sight of Aspen’s dark nipples that stood half-erect in the coolness of the room. Her mouth watered at the memory of the way they’d tightened to hard points against her tongue, and warmth bloomed low in her belly as that memory heralded a ghost of Aspen’s husky, pleading voice begging to be touched.
For as much as she’d enjoyed the way Aspen touched her, touching Aspen was an even more ethereal experience. It was one thing to be on the receiving end of that strength and confidence, but to have it surrendered? To have Aspen spread beneath her, gasping and writhing with need?
God, it’d been fucking fantastic.
She was moving before she even realized it. The duvet slipped down her back as she hovered above Aspen, and she tucked her hair behind her ear as she dipped her head to take one of those delicious nipples into her mouth. She squeezed her legs together at the way the bud immediately stiffened against her tongue, and she looked up to watch Aspen’s face as she pulled away to blow a light breath over the erect nub.
And, oh, was she glad she did, because she’d never witnessed anything more beautiful than Aspen’s lips parting with a sharp breath as her eyelids fluttered open. She licked and suckled at Aspen’s breast as Aspen came slowly awake, and purred contentedly when Aspen’s fingers wound into her hair to scratch at her scalp in gentle encouragement.
“Good morning,” Aspen rasped.
Eve brushed a kiss over the nipple. “Is this okay?”
“Mm, very okay.” Aspen smiled and arched her chest into Eve’s mouth.
Eve held Aspen’s gaze as she extended her tongue to paint a light, fleeting tease of a lick across the very tip of her nipple. “You like this?”
“Yeah, but I’d—” Aspen’s retort faded into a groan as Eve opened her mouth wide and took as much of Aspen’s breast into her mouth as she could fit. Aspen hissed in pleasure when Eve sucked against her nipple hard, and her grip on Eve’s hair tightened when that suck was followed by a gentle nip. “Fuck, Eve.”
“Maybe later,” Eve joked as she pressed up onto her elbow to lean over Aspen and attend to her other breast.
“Oh, someone’s feeling sassy this morning,” Aspen noted in an amused tone as she used her hold on Eve’s hair to hold her mouth to her chest.
Eve hummed around Aspen’s nipple and sucked against it hard to stretch it to its limit as she pulled away. She delighted in the way it stood at sharp attention when it slipped from her lips, and brushed a light kiss over the bud. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” Aspen murmured. Her expression softened as she combed her fingers through Eve’s hair, and Eve hovered, frozen in place, utterly spellbound by the emotion that burned in Aspen’s beautiful brown eyes as she whispered, “Please don’t ever stop.”
Eve whimpered as Aspen’s silken voice slid over her like a caress. “Aspen…”
“Eve,” Aspen exhaled, sounding equally affected. She pressed lightly at Eve’s head. “Please, beautiful girl. I need you.”
Eve’s eyes fluttered as she pressed a wet kiss to the valley between Aspen’s breasts. She shifted to kneel between her legs as she kissed her way down Aspen’s body, worshiping her inch by glorious inch, enchanted by the way Aspen’s abs tensed beneath her lips and the breathy, wanton sound that spilled from Aspen when she fluttered her tongue in her belly button.
Eve’s gaze drifted up the path she’d just blazed as she settled between Aspen’s legs, and she felt a tug in her chest when their eyes locked. She recognized, intellectually, that they’d known each other for only the briefest amount of time, but as she stared into Aspen’s eyes, she felt it as if she’d known her forever.
She held Aspen’s gaze as she stretched out between her legs, and neither of them blinked at the way the atmosphere thickened with anticipation and something extra that was special just to them as she leaned in to taste the woman who had captivated her from the moment she’d laid eyes on her.
Though she’d acquainted herself with Aspen’s body the night before, she took her time to memorize it now as she luxuriated in the way Aspen responded to her as she ran her tongue through her slick, swollen folds. She marveled at the soft gaspsthat caught in Aspen’s throat when she licked and sucked at her clit, and wanted to lose herself forever in the quiet, breathy whimpers that rained from her lips whenever she pressed inside her.
Eve caressed Aspen’s hips and thighs as she guided her toward ecstasy. She delighted in the way Aspen rode the wave building inside her and then, just when it was about to crest, pulled back to extend her pleasure. She reveled in the way Aspen moved against her mouth—deftly evading as she struggled for control one moment and then wantonly chasing after her touch with the need to feel, to connect, to come in the next. She basked in the heady taste of Aspen’s arousal and the way Aspen moaned her name with reverent abandon every time she softened so beautifully against her mouth as she surrendered to her pleasure.
Eve loved the dance, but she wanted nothing more than to see Aspen come undone, to feel the power of her climax and taste the sweetness of her release. She cupped Aspen’s ass in her hands as she pulled herself closer, not allowing Aspen any measure of retreat as she lapped greedily at her center. Her eyes rolled back in her head when Aspen bucked against her with a desperate, “Oh, fuck,” and she hummed approvingly when both of Aspen’s hands tangled in her hair to direct her mouth to where Aspen needed her the most as she gave herself over to the wave of pleasure inside her.
When Aspen came, it was with a broken, trembling cry that was so lush with relief that it made Eve clench, and she slowed her ministrations as she dipped and swirled her tongue through the sweetness of Aspen’s pleasure, teasing little aftershocks of release from Aspen’s glorious body as she came down from her high.
Eve rubbed her cheek against Aspen’s thigh as she watched, entranced by the way Aspen melted into the mattress with asigh as her orgasm faded into a honeyed memory. Aspen relaxed her grip on Eve’s hair to lightly scratch her fingers through the abused strands and rasped a thoroughly sated, “My god, Eve,” as she struggled to catch her breath.
Pride bloomed in Eve’s chest, and she hid the way she smiled in response by smearing a wet kiss across Aspen’s inner thigh. “You’re incredible.”
“Mm, nope.” Aspen groaned softly as she pulled herself into a half crunch to gently hook two fingers beneath the point of Eve’s chin. Her voice somehow managed to be both playful and smoldering at the same time as she urged Eve higher with a husky, “No false modesty, beautiful girl. That was all you.”
Eve blushed. “Pretty sure it was both of us,” she deflected as she captured Aspen’s lips in a searing kiss.
It proved to be the perfect distraction, because Aspen moaned throatily at the taste of herself on Eve’s tongue and surged off the bed to flip their positions. Eve whimpered at the blatant display of strength, and Aspen nuzzled Eve’s lips as she stretched out along her side. “You like this?”
