“Now what?”
Sarah dipped her finger in the peanut butter. “Now we get creative.”
She painted a line down the center of Lizzie’s chest. Between her breasts. Over her stomach. Stopped just above where Lizzie was already getting wet.
“That’s cold.”
“Not for long.” Sarah sat up and licked the trail she’d made. Slowly. Savoring the combination of sweet peanut butter and salt from Lizzie’s skin.
“That’s not fair. I’m supposed to be the one in control.”
“Who says?” Sarah painted another line across Lizzie’s collarbone. Licked it off with broad strokes of her tongue. “We can take turns.”
“My turn then.” Lizzie grabbed the jar. She pushed Sarah back against the pillows. “Hands above your head.”
Sarah obeyed. Lizzie dipped two fingers in the peanut butter and painted Sarah’s nipples with it. Then she lowered her mouth and sucked one clean.
The sensation was overwhelming. The texture of the peanut butter, the heat of Lizzie’s mouth, the slight scrape of teeth. Sarah arched up into it.
“Stay still.” Lizzie switched to the other breast. Took her time licking and sucking until Sarah’s nipple was clean and hard. “You taste incredible like this.”
“More.”
Lizzie painted a spiral pattern on Sarah’s stomach. Licked it off in one continuous motion, her tongue following the curves. When she reached Sarah’s hip bone, she bit down gently.
“I could do this all night.” Lizzie dipped her fingers again. “Paint you and lick you clean. Over and over.”
“Please.”
“Please what?”
“Touch me. Where I need you.”
Lizzie painted a line down Sarah’s inner thigh. So close to where Sarah was aching. She licked it off with agonizing slowness.
“Here?”
“Higher. You’re torturing me.”
“That’s the idea.” But Lizzie finally took mercy. She spread a layer of peanut butter between her legs. Then, she set out to clean her.
The sensation was strange and perfect. Slick from the peanut butter mixed with Sarah’s own wetness. Lizzie pushed inside and Sarah gasped.
“How does that feel?”
“Different. Good. Really good.”
Lizzie pumped slowly. The peanut butter made everything smoother, easier. She added a third finger and Sarah opened for her.
“I want to taste you like this.”
Lizzie pulled her fingers out and replaced them with her tongue. The combination of flavors made Sarah’s head spin. Sweet and salty and Lizzie’s mouth and Sarah couldn’t think anymore.
Lizzie licked and sucked, making enthusiastic sounds. “God, you taste amazing. I could live between your legs.”
Sarah’s hands found Lizzie’s hair. Held her there. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Lizzie didn’t stop. She used her tongue and lips and even her teeth, gentle enough not to hurt but enough to drive Sarah wild. When she put her fingers back inside, Sarah came almost immediately. Hard and fast and calling Lizzie’s name.
