LAUREN FELT LIKE a teenager sneaking around under the nose of an unsuspecting parent as she and Grey tiptoed through the salon and down the stairs to the brunette’s cabin. The light from Grey’s en suite spilled into the room, providing more than enough light to see while still leaving shadows to soften any perceived imperfections. She watched Grey close the door behind them, effectively shuttering them from the world, and felt her heart swoop up into her throat as Grey turned toward her.
The sound of the lock engaging was like a starter’s pistol, and Lauren wasted no time reacting to it. Want like she had never experienced before burned in her veins as she closed the distance between them, her eyes darting over Grey’s face as she slipped her right hand around the back of her neck and pulled her in for a deep, probing kiss that was surprisingly gentle in its ferocity.
Grey sank into the kiss, her hands reaching for the hem of Lauren’s shirt and ripping it off up over her head. She made quick work of Lauren’s bra as well, and smiled as she tossed it over her shoulder. “Much better,” she murmured as she covered Lauren’s breasts with her hands. She ran the pads of her thumbs over swollen nipples, and hummed softly at the way Lauren arched into the touch.
“You too,” Lauren muttered, sucking Grey’s lower lip between her teeth and biting down gently on it as she reached for her shirt. She soothed the bite with the flat of her tongue as her fingers dragged it up over lusciously defined abs. She pulled back just far enough to yank Grey’s shirt off, and her mouth went dry as her eyes swept over Grey’s body. “Fuck,” she breathed, licking her lips as her eyes locked onto Grey’s. The brunette’s eyes were dark as pitch in the dim light, and Lauren felt herself clench at the promise that was burning in their obsidian depths.
A low groan rumbled in the back of Lauren’s throat as Grey’s lips descended on her own with an urgency that made her eyes roll back in her head. The kiss grew deeper as they stumbled toward the bed, hands roaming with heavy purpose over smooth skin and gentle curves. Shorts and underwear were removed and kicked unthinkingly aside as they shuffled across the small space, and they were completely naked by the time they reached into bed.
Grey smiled against Lauren’s lips as she crawled onto the bed after her. She kissed Lauren firmly, using that connection to guide the redhead down onto her back, and settled her hips between Lauren’s open thighs. She shivered at the feeling of blunt nails scraping down her back, and groaned when Lauren’s hands latched onto her ass and tugged at her. Warm, slick arousal painted a stripe down her lower stomach as she thrust her hips forward, and she groaned as she tore her mouth away from Lauren’s to blaze a fiery trail of kisses over her jaw to the sweet spot on her neck. She sucked a deep breath in through her nose, inhaling the unique blend of vanilla-scented shampoo and Coppertone that she would forever associate with Lauren, and brushed the lightest of kisses over the sensitive hollow.
Lauren turned her head to the side as Grey began licking, sucking, and nipping at her throat in earnest. Every rough scrape of teeth over her skin was like an electric shock to her system, making her pulse speed and her clit jump. She tightened her holdon Grey’s ass as the brunette began rocking into her, hips rotating in a slow grind as nimble fingers skated down her side and over her hip. She bit her lip to try and muffle the moan that escaped her when Grey’s fingers brushed over her clit, lightly at first before settling into a series of slow, heavy circles that made her hips buck. “Grey, please,” she whimpered, rolling her hips in a desperate attempt to force Grey’s hand lower.
Soft heat surrounded Grey as she thrust into Lauren, and she sighed as she lifted her head from the sweet curve of Lauren’s neck to look into her eyes as she finished that first thrust with a light tap of the heel of her hand against the redhead’s clit. “Better?” she asked, arching a brow playfully as she pulled out slowly, letting her fingertips drag over hidden ridges that made Lauren twitch.
Lauren shook her head. Later, they would have time to play, but she was already wound so tight that she did not have the patience for it. “God, Wells, just fuck me already,” Lauren groaned, rocking herself against Grey’s fingers.
“Christ,” Grey breathed, her eyes fluttering closed for the briefest of moments before she used her hips to drive herself forward. Her palm slapped wetly between Lauren’s legs as she finished the thrust, and she was honestly not sure which of them moaned louder at the contact.
It did not take them long at all to find a rhythm, their bodies rocking together with a fluidity and ease that belied the fact that this was their first time together. Lauren fisted her hands around the pillow beneath her head as she lifted her hips to receive each of Grey’s thrusts, drawing her in as deep as she possibly could. The feeling of Grey’s nipples dragging over her skin drove Lauren higher, stoking the white-hot heat that was beginning to build low in her hips, and she was only vaguely aware of the sounds she was making as she was swept away by her pleasure.
The litany of words that spilled from Lauren’s lips, pleading and profane, all wrapped erotically around her name, spurred Grey onward. Ignoring the burning in her forearm, she drove herself forward again and again, harder, faster, deeper. She wanted nothing more than to watch Lauren come undone, to hear the sweet sound of her release, to feel her tremble and shake with the force of her climax. And then, with one last long, hard grind of her hand, Lauren came with a scream that was so intense that Grey gasped as a smaller orgasm swept through her in response.
Lauren moaned as the hand between her legs gentled, Grey’s thrusts becoming coaxing rather than demanding, as she rode out her release. Her throttling grip on the pillow relaxed as the last wracking spasm left her feeling boneless and blissfully sated, and she smiled as she reached up to run a soft hand over Grey’s jaw. She used that hold to guide Grey’s lips to her own, and her stomach fluttered at the tenderness in Grey’s kiss.
“You are beautiful,” Grey whispered, a small smile quirking her lips as she nuzzled Lauren’s cheek.
“Thank you,” Lauren breathed, her heart thudding heavily at the earnestness in Grey’s tone. She sighed and recaptured Grey’s lips in a kiss that was slow and sweet, letting that touch convey how much she appreciated the compliment, and smiled when the need for a proper breath drove them apart. Lauren held Grey’s gaze captive as she trailed her hand down the slope of the brunette’s neck to her chest, and her smile widened at the way Grey’s eyes fluttered shut when she gave her nipple a light pinch. “Let me have you.”
Grey nodded and rolled with Lauren’s twisting hips, stroking her hands over Lauren’s sides as she settled back against the pillows. Lauren’s lips were on hers almost immediately, and she moaned softly when the kiss finally broke and Lauren began moving lower, peppering her throat with kisses and nips that made her eyes roll back in her head. She continued to run her handsover Lauren’s sides as the redhead moved lower, dull teeth dragging over her collarbone, and she could not contain the whimper that escaped her when Lauren’s hungry mouth dropped to her chest.
Lauren covered Grey’s left breast with her hand as she sucked and tongued the right, bringing both of Grey’s nipples to hard, tight points before switching sides and beginning the whole process over again. She looked up into Grey’s eyes as she dragged the flat of her tongue over her nipple, letting it strain against the touch before bouncing back into place, and her breath caught at the desire burning in Grey’s eyes. She pressed a quick kiss to the nipple she had been teasing before she slid lower, her gaze locked onto Grey’s as she laid a wet, heavy kiss to her stomach. “Is this okay?” she asked, her meaning clear as she moved lower, running the tip of her tongue over the ridges of Grey’s abdomen.
“Yes.” Grey dropped her head back to the mattress and rolled her body beseechingly up toward Lauren.
“Good.” Lauren smiled and flicking the tip of her tongue over Grey’s belly button. She moved lower, lips dragging lightly over smooth skin, teeth scraping over a protruding hip bone. She laid a string of slow, wet, open-mouthed kisses to the line where Grey’s leg and torso met, and she hummed softly as the musky scent of Grey’s arousal flooded her senses. She kissed her way lower, wrapping her arms around Grey’s legs as she settled between her thighs.
Grey groaned at the feeling of Lauren’s tongue swiping lightly through her, spreading her open before sliding in a slow circuit around her clit.
Emboldened by Grey’s reaction, Lauren tightened her hold around Grey’s legs and pulled herself in closer. She sucked Grey’s clit between her lips and teased the swollen bundle with the tip of her tongue, flicking and tapping against it, loving the way Grey’s hips rocked against her mouth.
Grey fisted her hands in the sheets as Lauren’s tongue was suddenlyeverywhere, tasting, touching, teasing every inch of her. A strangled moan escaped her at the feeling of Lauren’s tongue thrusting inside her, once, twice, three times, just enough to make her need more before sweeping higher to lap heavily at her clit. She gasped as the firmer touch made lights flash behind her eyes and rolled her hips away from Lauren’s mouth. The loss of sensation was just as shocking as having too much, however, and she rocked her hips back up in a blind search for more.
In what seemed like no time at all, Grey felt the familiar warmth of release spreading down her thighs and up into her chest, and she covered her mouth with her hand as she came undone with a scream that would have otherwise certainly carried beyond her cabin. Her head spun with the force of her orgasm, and she reached down blindly with her other hand to grab onto Lauren’s, needing to feel anchored as pleasure coursed through her. Her heart raced even as her orgasm eased, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as she welcomed the weight of Lauren’s body atop her own. She moaned at the taste of herself on Lauren’s tongue as they kissed, and sighed when she opened her eyes to find Lauren smiling at her. “Hmm?”
“Nothing,” Lauren murmured as she nuzzled Grey’s cheek with her nose. She stroked her right hand over Grey’s stomach, idly tracing the ridges of her abdominals, enjoying the way they bunched and twitched under her touch. Grey was lax beneath her, and she hummed softly as she dipped her hand between Grey’s legs to play in the wetness that was still pooled there.
“Oh god,” Grey moaned, her eyes fluttering shut again as her leg rolled automatically to the side.
“Close. Lauren,” Lauren teased, smirking as she flicked her tongue over the shell of Grey’s ear. She sighed as swollen lips wrapped invitingly around her fingers, and she eased her handlower, wanting nothing more than to see how many times she could make Grey come before the brunette begged her to stop.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
GREY WOKE UP well before dawn the next morning, her internal clock jolting her from sleep in spite of the fact that she had dropped off only a few hours earlier. She stretched carefully, pointing her toes and extending her legs beneath the sheet that was bunched at her waist, mindful of the sleeping woman beside her. The light in her bathroom was still on, casting enough light into the cabin to see everything clearly without being disruptive, and Grey took advantage of it as she turned onto her side to look at Lauren.
Lauren was lying on her stomach with her arms folded up over her head, and there was the softest of smiles playing at her lips. Her hair was splayed in wild tangles over her shoulders, and the sheet that covered them both was bunched low enough that the little dimples at the small of her back were visible. She looked relaxed, sated, and oh-so-beautiful, and Grey’s fingers twitched with the need to reach out and touch, to draw familiar shapes amongst the smattering of pale freckles that dusted Lauren’s pale skin.
She needs to sleep,Grey told herself, fisting her hand under her chin to keep from reaching out for Lauren.
