“I could do this for hours,” Sarah murmured against her. “I love watching you. The way your breath catches. The way you try so hard to stay quiet.”
Sarah’s fingers found Lizzie’s opening and settled inside. Lizzie bit down on her hand to keep from making noise. Sarah pumped slowly at first, curling her fingers to hit that spot that made stars explode behind Lizzie’s eyes.
“I thought about this too. How tight you are. How wet you get for me.”
Sarah added a third finger. Stretched Lizzie in a way that was almost too much but not quite. Her mouth never stopped working, tongue flicking fast now against Lizzie’s clit.
The orgasm built like a wave. Lizzie could feel it coming, tried to hold it back to make this last, but Sarah wasn’t giving her that option. She sucked hard while her fingers moved faster and Lizzie came with her face buried in her own arm to muffle the sound.
Sarah kept her fingers moving through it, drawing out every pulse of pleasure until Lizzie had to push her away from oversensitivity.
Sarah sat back on her heels, her face wet. “My turn to get naked. Then you can decide what you want to do with me.”
Lizzie watched as Sarah stripped. She’d seen this body before, but it hit different now. Knowing Sarah had chosen this. Chosen her. Chosen to be vulnerable.
When Sarah was naked, Lizzie stood. The boxes had held after all.
“Against the wall.”
Sarah raised an eyebrow but obeyed. She walked backward until she hit the wall, her body illuminated by the phone’s glow.
Lizzie approached slowly. “You said you’d spend as long as it takes making it up to me.”
“I meant it.”
“Good. Because I’m not letting you off easy.” Lizzie pressed her body against Sarah’s. Pinned her to the wall with her hips. “You hurt me. And now I’m going to make you feel so good you’ll never even think about running away from me again.”
She kissed Sarah’s throat. Bit down gently on the spot where her pulse hammered. Sarah groaned against her skin. Lizzie finally touched between Sarah’s legs. She was soaking wet.
“God, you’re ready for me.”
“I’ve been ready since I walked into this room.”
Lizzie circled Sarah’s clit with her thumb. Light pressure. Sarah’s hips moved, seeking more friction, but Lizzie pulled back.
“Not yet. You made me wait. Now it’s your turn.”
She used her free hand to play with Sarah’s breast. Pinched her nipple hard enough to make Sarah gasp. The contrast of pleasure and pain had Sarah trembling.
“Please, Lizzie.”
“Please what?”
“Touch me. Properly. I need—”
“I know what you need. You need these,” she wiggled her fingers briefly and then put them to good use. Sarah was so wet they went in easily. “Is this what you need?”
“Yes. God, yes.”
Lizzie set a slow, deep rhythm. Sarah’s hands came up to grip Lizzie’s shoulders. She was trying to stay quiet but small sounds kept escaping. Little gasps and whimpers that drove Lizzie wild.
“I love the sounds you make. Don’t hold back. I want to hear you.”
“Everyone will hear—”
“Let them.” Lizzie added a third finger. Stretched Sarah the way Sarah had stretched her. “Let them know you’re mine.”
Sarah’s head fell back against the wall. Lizzie used her thumb on Sarah’s clit while her fingers worked deeper. She found that spot inside that made Sarah’s legs shake.
