Reese slipped her fingers into Sydney’s bikini and instantly moving inward. Unable to go slower. She found what she was looking for almost immediately. Her thumb rubbed circles around Sydney’s pulsing clit, and she eased a finger inside.
“Is this okay?” she asked, pausing to give Sydney time to adjust, her breath ragged against Sydney’s cheek.
She waited what felt like excruciatingly long seconds before a soft moan escaped Sydney’s mouth. And if that sound wasn’t enough to make Reese’s center tighten with want, quickly following it, Sydney bit down into Reese’s shoulder as she pushed two fingers into Reese.
“Fuck,” Reese breathed out, easing in a second finger of her own. “Please, don’t stop.”
Reese was already close, but she wanted more. She wanted whatever Sydney would give her.
She found Sydney’s lips. This time, their kiss was messy and wanting and felt like a circuit competing with the electricity that it sparked inside of her.
Sydney guided them to a rhythm, and Reese keened into Sydney’s mouth, pushing her hips in as she met with Sydney’s already slick fingers.
She needed more friction.
She needed…
Sheneeded.
“Harder,” she begged into Sydney’s mouth. “Please.”
“My god, Reese. You feel so fucking good.” Sydney’s wordssounded exasperated, almost overwhelmed, as she pushed in harder, her other hand anchoring Reese’s hips in place.
She loved how out of sorts Sydney was, her hips pushing erratically against the hand playing deftly against Reese’s clit and fucking her senseless.
“Put your leg around me,” Sydney practically growled.
A thrill went straight to Reese’s clit with those words, and she was so, so fucking close to coming undone around Sydney’s fingers. With Sydney’s lips on her own. Sydney’s body anchoring her to the moment.
“Sydney. Please. Please don’t stop. I’m so close.”
Sydney shifted out of their kiss to suck softly at Reese’s neck, right at her pulse point. Against Reese’s hot skin, she felt the words more than she heard them, Sydney’s fingers pushing and working and taking her higher. “I want to feel you come around my fingers. Reese, I need it. Please.”
The coil inside of her snapped, her back arching as Sydney continued to work her fingers against her, the gentle nips on her neck turning into soft kisses as her center pulsed, keeping Sydney’s fingers inside of her.
And even though she felt wrung out and barely able to function, she didn’t stop either. She couldn’t, not until she elicited the same feeling in Sydney that she’d just experienced herself. She pushed her thumb harder against Sydney’s clit until she felt Sydney clench around her, as Sydney burrowed her face against Reese’s neck to dampen the moan she let out.
They stayed like that, with Sydney’s face resting in the crook of Reese’s neck, Reese leaning her forehead against Sydney, listening to their ragged breaths even out as the sky turned to darkness above them.
It was Sydney who spoke first, after she lifted her head and captured Reese’s lips in a quick kiss. “Worth the wait?” she asked, her voice throaty but tired.
Reese considered the question, genuinely. “I think it would have been as good, no matter what.”
“Just good?” Sydney asked, mock indignation in her voice as she scratched lightly at Reese’s neck.
Reese lifted an eyebrow and pushed lightly against Sydney’s shoulder. “You want an ‘atta girl’ after you’ve already made me come?”
Sydney drew her back in, a self-satisfied smile threatening to take over her whole face. “Maybe it’s the competitor in me.”
Laughing, Reese planted a light kiss on Sydney’s lips. “I’m glad you’re finding such healthy coping mechanisms.”
Sydney played with a strand of Reese’s hair, the water rippling around them as they continued to shift and touch—anything to hold on to the closeness of the moment.
“I emailed Sara. About the job offer,” Sydney clarified, her fingers stopping at the shell of Reese’s ear before she started to rub gentle circles against it. “Thank you, by the way.”
“For what?” Reese asked, genuinely confused. She found Sydney’s stare, her eyes still half lidded, like she was ready to crawl into bed.
Sydney leaned forward, and in a soft, electrifying moment of intimacy that warmed Reese from the inside out, she brushed their noses together. “For making me feel like it will all be okay.”
