What Lauren meant was clear, and Grey’s pulse pounded forcefully between her legs as she crawled slowly up Lauren’s body until she was kneeling above her mouth. She reached down with her right hand and tangled her fingers in Lauren’s hair as the redhead’s hands rubbed broad, soft circles over her ass, and she could not contain the moan that escaped her when Lauren’s tongue finally slid through her.
Lauren smiled at the sight of Grey above her, back straight, chin dropped to her chest as she held her gaze. Grey’s skin seemed to glow in the sunlight, and Lauren ran her hands over every inch that she could reach as Grey’s hips began rolling against her mouth. The feeling of Grey’s thighs against her cheeks was electric, the taste of her intoxicating, and Lauren strained to get as close to her as possible.
“Yes,” Grey hissed as Lauren’s fingers clamped onto her nipples at the same time her clit was sucked between soft, hungrylips. “Lauren…” Her eyes fluttered shut when she was answered with a low moan that reverberated through her.
“Let go,” Lauren encouraged, sliding her hands down to Grey’s hips and pulling her into a faster rhythm. She hummed softly when Grey began moving with her, and lapped eagerly at every inch of skin that came within reach.
Grey’s head fell back as she gave in and began really riding the ravenous mouth between her legs, her hips canting back, drawing attention to her clit before rocking forward when the sensation became too much. It did not take long at all for release to sweep through her, and she cried out Lauren’s name as she came.
Lauren moaned softly at the sound of her name being torn from Grey’s throat, and she watched with unabashed awe as Grey came undone above her. She felt powerful, even though she was not in the position of power at the moment, and she sighed when Grey’s hips rolled away from her.
“Jesus.” Grey flopped onto her back on the mat beside Lauren. She laughed at the feeling of Lauren’s fingers tickling her inner thigh, and shook her head as she covered Lauren’s hand with her own. “Lauren.”
“Tell me about it.” Lauren chuckled softly under her breath as she rolled onto her side and pressed a wet kiss to Grey’s thigh. “We definitely need to do that again,” she added with a smirk as she laid her head on Grey’s hip.
Grey smiled as she combed her fingers through Lauren’s hair. “Which part?”
“All of it,” Lauren answered without hesitation. She winked at Grey as she moved just enough to flick the tip of her tongue over Grey’s clit.
Grey groaned as her body reacted immediately to Lauren’s touch. “Don’t go starting anything you can’t finish, Murphy.”
“Who says I can’t finish this?” Lauren slid the tip of her tongue around the swollen bundle of nerves, and smiled at the way Grey’s legs spread wider for her. “I think you like this.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Grey deadpanned. Her breath hitched at the feeling of Lauren’s lips brushing the lightest of kisses over her, and she sighed as she ran her free hand over the back of Lauren’s thigh. She wrapped her fingers around Lauren’s knee and gave it a light tug. “Me too.”
“So ambitious,” Lauren teased, letting Grey’s hand guide her as she rolled onto her knees and wrapped her arms around Grey’s thighs.
“Absolutely,” Grey agreed, her breath falling in warm waves over Lauren’s center. She smiled as she slid her hands over Lauren’s thighs to her hips, pulling Lauren down to her mouth. And, as she began to match Lauren lick for lick, she could not help thinking that it was going to be a long, glorious afternoon.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
THE SOUND OF happy voices made Lauren look up from the plate of apple nachos she was making, and she smiled at the boys as they skipped merrily into the salon. “Hey, guys. How was the beach?”
Reid’s eyes grew wide when he spotted the snack Lauren was making, and he grinned as he scampered for the middle barstool. “Apple nachos!” Apple nachos—apple slices drizzled with caramel and chocolate sauce and topped with chocolate chips—were his favorite snack that Lauren made for them.
“We found the treasure!” Peyton and Max added as they climbed up into the chairs on either side of their little brother, greedily grabbing at the apple slices and trying to hoard the ones with the most chocolate chips.
“Dad has it,” Reid shared.
“Well done, you guys.” Lauren leaned forward to give each of the boys a high five. “You’ll have to show me later.” Movement in her periphery caught her attention, and she looked up to see Grey walking into the salon with Kim and Will. She blushed at the knowing smirk Kim shot her, and turned to wet some paper towels for the boys to use as napkins.
“Lauren made nachos!” Reid announced to his parents.
“I see that,” Kim said. Reid’s face was already smeared with caramel and chocolate, and the twins looked like chipmunks with their cheeks stuffed to bursting. She chuckled under her breath as she shook her head and ruffled the boys’ hair. “So, good afternoon?” she asked Lauren with a sly grin.
Lauren’s blush deepened, and she nodded. “Very good,” she conceded with a smile. Though, to be fair, even calling the afternoon ‘very good’ was an understatement. She was honestly impressed that she was able to walk.
“What’d you do?” Reid asked. “Did you swim at the beach too? I saw a shark!”
“It wasn’t a shark, Reid.” Peyton rolled his eyes and slapped his forehead dramatically. “It was just a fish.”
“It was a shark!”
“Was not!” Max argued.
“Quiet game on three!” Kim yelled. “One…two…three!”
All three boys shut up and glared at each other.
