“Hmm…” Grey smiled and wrapped her arms around Lauren’s waist. She leaned in like she was going to kiss her, but pulled away at the last minute, laughing softly at the disappointment that flashed across Lauren’s eyes as she did. “I don’t know…”
“Goddamn it, Wells,” Lauren muttered as she locked her arms around Grey’s neck and held her in place. “Just kiss me already.”
Despite the tension and awareness that had simmered between them all night, the kiss started slowly. Just the briefestclasping of lips that repeated over and over again, each tender connection lasting longer than the last until their mouths opened and their tongues danced lightly together in the space between their parted lips. The passion that had flared between them earlier sparked back to life with every slow, teasing swipe of their tongues, and Lauren sighed as the hands on her hips pressed her back against the edge of the countertop.
One of Grey’s hands once again found its way into Lauren’s hair, her long fingers threading through wild curls, and Lauren adjusted her stance so that one of Grey’s legs could slip between her own. Their kisses grew deeper as their hips rocked together in a slow grind, their hands wandering over unexplored curves and valleys, fingers gripping, stroking, teasing, and pinching as the need for more flared between them.
“My god,” Lauren murmured, her head falling back as Grey’s fingers closed with a delicious roughness around her nipple.
Grey smiled at the breathy exhalation, and dipped her head down to pepper Lauren’s throat with kisses as she continued to tweak and pull at the rapidly hardening nub. She moaned softly at the feeling of Lauren’s pulse pounding beneath her lips, and sucked hungrily against the sensitive spot before soothing it with the flat of her tongue. She blew lightly over the pinked flesh, and her nipples tightened at the way Lauren gasped and shivered against her. Grey brushed her lips over the curve of Lauren’s jaw and back to her mouth. She sighed at the way Lauren’s head turned just enough for their lips to meet, and an intoxicating warmth spread through her as Lauren’s tongue stroked boldly against her own. A shiver tumbled down her spine at the feeling of Lauren’s fingers playing with the short hairs at the back of her neck when they finally broke apart, and she nuzzled Lauren’s cheek as she whispered, “Come to bed with me.”
Lauren nodded and kissed Grey softly. “Yes.”
“Good.” Grey flicked the tip of her tongue over Lauren’s lips, and she chuckled at the way Lauren groaned in response. “Come on, Murphy,” she murmured playfully as she took Lauren’s hand into her own and led her toward the stairs.
Lauren was painfully aroused just from kissing Grey, and her pulse throbbed between her legs as she followed Grey down the steps. It had been far too long since she gone to bed with another woman, and she managed to make it to the small landing between their cabins before the urge to touch, taste, and consume overwhelmed her. She used the hold she had on Grey’s hand to pull her to a stop, and she smiled when Grey turned toward her.
“Yes?” Grey asked softly, her voice ringing with amusement.
Words were unnecessary as Lauren swept forward, claiming Grey’s lips in a kiss that was instantly deep and wet and probing. She did not miss the low growl that rumbled in Grey’s throat when she used her body to pin her to the cabinets against the outer wall, nor did she miss the way Grey yielded to her, sinking back against the cabinets as she let Lauren control the kiss. Lauren smiled as she rubbed herself against Grey, letting their hips slide sensuously together as she ran her hands over Grey’s torso until she was cradling two perfect breasts in her hands. Her thumbs had no problems seeking out the straining nipples beneath Grey’s shirt, and she swallowed thickly at the way Grey arched into her hands.
“Fuck,” Lauren rasped as Grey’s hands latched onto her ass and pulled her forward roughly, the brunette’s hips rotating in a slow, circular grind against her own as their kisses grew sloppier and more desperate.
Grey’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt Lauren’s hand drop to her waist, tickling the flat of her stomach, and her grip on Lauren’s ass tightened as she felt the button on her slacks pop open.
“Tell me to stop and I will,” Lauren murmured against Grey’s lips as she began to slowly unzip her slacks.
“Don’t stop,” Grey whispered as Lauren’s fingers dipped inside the open V of her fly and began rubbing her lightly over her underwear. She rolled her hips into the touch and groaned when it disappeared. “Wha—” Her question broke off as Lauren’s hands began working at the buttons of her shirt.
“Want to see you.” Lauren sucked on Grey’s lower lip as she worked at the buttons on her shirt, her fingers flying from one button to the next until the shirt was hanging limply from Grey’s shoulders. Her eyes swept over tanned, defined abs and settled on Grey’s breasts, and she smiled as she noticed the front clasp on Grey’s bra, which she wasted no time popping it open. “Gorgeous,” she breathed as she dipped her head to take Grey’s left nipple into her mouth.
“Shit,” Grey hissed, biting her lip to keep from making any other noise as Lauren sucked hard on her nipple. The electric pull tugged at her clit, sending another wave of desire crashing wetly between her thighs, and she groaned as she threaded her fingers into Lauren’s hair, holding her in place. She clapped her free hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds she was making as Lauren pulled back to blow gently over her nipple, the cool air coaxing the already rock-hard point even tighter, and even the hand over her mouth did little to dampen the sound of her moan when Lauren’s right hand slipped back down her stomach.
Pleased by the effect she was having on Grey, Lauren eased her hand into the brunette’s underwear, and hummed approvingly at the moisture she found waiting for her. She lifted her head to brush a quick kiss over Grey’s lips as she began rubbing her fingers in quick, light circles. She covered Grey’s right breast with her free hand, her fingers wasting no time pulling, twisting, and tweaking the previously neglected nipple. “You are so goddamn sexy,” she murmured, using her chin to nudge Grey’s hand away from her mouth so that she could kiss her.
Grey melted into the kiss, her hips rocking in time with the hand between her legs, grateful for the cabinetry at her back because that was pretty much the only thing keeping her upright at this point. She whimpered when the kiss eventually broke, and her eyes rolled back in her head at the feeling of Lauren’s fingers sliding over her. “Oh my god.”
“Hmm?” Lauren murmured, smiling against Grey’s lips as she angled her hand lower to push inside her.
Before Grey could answer, however, a tiny, sobbing voice called out, “Moooooooom!”
Lauren froze at the sound, momentarily confused as to where it came from. A few seconds later, another little voice called out as the sound of retching filtered down to them, and Lauren closed her eyes in disbelief as she leaned her forehead against Grey’s shoulder. “Would it be bad if we went into your cabin and locked the door behind us?”
“No.” Grey shook her head and rocked her hips desperately against Lauren’s hand. “Fuck, Lauren, please…”
Heavy footfalls pounded through the salon as one of the boys’ parents rushed to their aid. The “Oh geez!” that followed answered Lauren’s question for them. It would be one thing to hide from what was happening, but the haze of blind passion that had surrounded them disappeared completely at the continued, agonized retching sounds that seemed to multiply.
“Max is using the potty, try and hit the tub, Pey!”
“Christ,” Grey muttered, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to ignore what was happening upstairs. It did not work.
Lauren pulled her hand gingerly away from Grey as she took a small step back, the look on her face a cross between concern, disbelief, and wry amusement at their situation.
“I’m thinking ‘later’ needs to be when we’re alone, alone.” Grey sighed as she began putting her clothes back in order, resigned to the fact that no matter how much she wanted it, shewas not getting off any time soon. “Like, nobody on the boat but us, alone.”
Lauren sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “Yeah.” She chuckled at the absolute absurdity of being cockblocked by a puking kid who was not even hers, and shook her head as she leaned in and kissed Grey softly. “I’m sorry.”
“Me too,” Grey grumbled, rolling her eyes.
