“Very much,” Eve exhaled as she chased after her.
She mewled softly as their lips met in a slow, deep kiss, and curled into Aspen as long fingers danced up her side to fondle her breast in time with their sinking, swirling tongues. Her hips began to rock needfully as she lost herself in the Aspen’s intoxicating kisses and indulgent caress, and she spread her legs wider when Aspen’s hand drifted down her belly and over her hip.
She whimpered at the first teasing brush of Aspen’s finger over her clit, and clenched with a fresh wave of arousal when Aspen pulled back to tickle her inner thigh as she murmured, “What do you want, beautiful girl?”
Eve rolled her hips desperately. She was already so turned on from pleasuring Aspen that it wouldn’t take much to get her off, and shewantedit. “Touch me.”
Aspen’s eyes darkened as she began rubbing slow, light circles over Eve’s clit. “Like this?”
“Yes,” Eve hissed as she melted beneath Aspen’s fingertips.
“You feel so good,” Aspen whispered in a voice that was soft and textured like crushed velvet. She nuzzled Eve’s cheek, her breath crashing in heavy waves against Eve’s lips as she pressed closer to her side. “So soft. So warm.”
Eve groaned and wrapped her right hand around Aspen’s wrist that was braced beside her head to anchor herself as Aspen’s fingers worked pure magic between her legs.
“So wet,” Aspen continued her hushed dissertation as she dipped lower to tease slick, swollen lips open wider and drag some of that wetness back to Eve’s clit as she sped her touch by a fraction.
“Fuck, Aspen,please.” Eve tangled her right hand in the sheets off her hip as the heat of her building orgasm began to spread through her.
“You are so fucking sexy,” Aspen groaned as she ducked her head to suck Eve’s left nipple between her lips.
Eve tipped her head back with a rumbling groan as the pull of Aspen’s mouth on her breast tugged at her clit, and stars flashed behind her eyelids at the way that heavenly connection completed by Aspen’s fingers flicking, swirling, rubbing so fucking perfectly between her legs. It only took three or four hard, heavy sucks to push her over the edge. Her back bowed off the bed as she came with a long, drawn-out cry, and she crashed back to the mattress with a broken whimper when, instead of slowing her touch, Aspen increased it.
In a feat Eve hadn’t realized was even possible, her orgasm stalled mid-release and began building upon itself into another,stronger climax. She dug her nails into Aspen’s wrist as she was swept away by the tidal wave building inside her, drawing a delighted gasp from Aspen’s perfect lips that was drowned out a split-second later by her own moan of pleasure when Aspen responded with a sharp bite to her nipple.
It was the most exquisite torture, and Eve was only dimly aware of the way she was gasping, moaning, chanting Aspen’s name as pleasure overwhelmed her. She was a creature of sensation, aware of only the heat of Aspen’s mouth on her breast and the pressure of Aspen’s fingers between her legs, as she rode the swell of her building climax. When it finally broke and she tumbled over the falls into the swirling depths of release where up and down lost all meaning, she let loose a silent scream that would have shaken the rafters if she’d had a spare ounce of energy left to put any weight to it.
When she came back to herself, it was to the warm, steady weight of Aspen’s body half-draped over her own, anchoring her, and soft kisses peppering her cheeks and lips. She tried to chase after Aspen’s lips for a proper kiss, but the coordination to do so had yet to return to her muscles, and she hummed when Aspen, sensing what she wanted, adjusted the route of her meandering kisses to deliver the one she wanted.
“Are you back with me?” Aspen hummed, her voice textured with warmth and the hint of a well-deserved, self-satisfied smirk as she nuzzled Eve’s cheek.
Eve giggled against Aspen’s lips and confessed, “I’m honestly not sure.” She sighed and blinked her eyes open. It took a moment for her gaze to focus, and her heart squeezed when she saw Aspen watching her with a tender, openly adoring smile. “Aspen…”
Aspen’s eyes crinkled. “Yes, beautiful girl?”
Eve licked her lips as she lifted a hand to cradle her jaw. “How are you even real?”
A slightly bashful look flitted across Aspen’s face. “If I said I think you bring it out in me, would that be too much? Eve…”
There was a suggestion of promise in the way Aspen said her name that made Eve’s breath catch in her throat. It was too much for the moment—it was certainly too much for the amount of time they’d known each other—but she liked it. And she wanted more. “Yes?”
Aspen’s gaze dipped to Eve’s lips. “If you keep looking at me like that, we’re not gonna be leaving this bed for the rest of the day.”
Eve dragged her thumb to tease the corner of Aspen’s lips. “And that’d be bad because…?”
“Because…” Aspen’s voice trailed off as their eyes locked, and time stopped as they stared into each other’s souls. “I don’t know,” she whispered. And then, roughly, “I want you.”
Tears stung the backs of Eve’s eyes, but she willed them away as she tugged Aspen’s mouth towards hers with a breathless, “So kiss me.”
Aspen glanced at the clock on the dash as she pulled into a space outside her favorite brunch spot. It was pushing ten thirty, which meant that, despite waking up with the sun, they’d effectively managed to while away the bulk of the morning in bed. Not that she was complaining. Far from it.
It had been, without question, the absolute best morning of her life.
A gentle warmth blossomed in her chest as she looked over at Eve, and she bit her lip as she drank her in. Eve was always stunning, but because she didn’t have any clothes at her house, she was wearing a pair of the leggings she’d wear to work out in and a crewneck sweatshirt from her days at the Academy, and there was something about Eve in them that justdid thingsto her.
Eve’s lips twitched with a smile when she looked over and caught Aspen staring. The air thickened and warmed as their gazes locked, and her chest rose and fell with a deep breath as she husked, “Please stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” Aspen asked as her attention dipped to appreciate the way her sweater hung on Eve’s smaller frame. While only a few inches taller than Eve, she was quite a bit broader, and she licked her lips as her gaze lingered on the enticing curve of Eve’s neck where it met her shoulder.
