“I’ve never invited anyone into this space before.” She said, running her fingers over the pale pink duvet on her bed. “I’ve never wanted to. Until now.”
“I’m honored.” I closed the distance between us and wove my fingers into her curly hair, breathing her in. “I mean it.”
“I know.” She whispered, sliding her hands up and down my arms. “I can feel it.”
We kissed as if we were already in love.
Slow. Deep. Honest.
For a long time, we didn’t move from where we stood as her body curved into mine, as if we were made to fit together. Her fingers danced across my bare stomach to the lace edge of my bralette, and I pulled back as she tugged it up and off.
We were almost the same height, but our bodies were so different. She was lean, feminine and soft with creamy skin that smelled like vanilla, where I was more toned, with sun-kissed bronze skin, and natural curves, but it didn’t matter.
Her breath hitched when I undid my jeans and slid them down, taking my panties with them until I was as bare as she was.
“God, you’re divine.” She whispered, running her fingertips from my shoulders to my thighs and back. “I’ve never been so attracted to another woman before, Rhea.”
“Same, Goldie.” I trailed kisses from her shoulder to her ribs. “You’re so beautiful.”
“You say that as if it’s surprising.”
“It is. I mean, not that you are, but that I get to see it. That you’re letting me have you.”
She kissed me again, and this time she took the lead, turning us until I lay on her bed and she crawled over me with a soft fire in her eyes. “Can I play with you?”
I scoffed with a sound of disbelief. “I think I might die if you don’t.”
Soft, wet kisses left a blazing trail down my chest, she stopped at each nipple, slowly sucking on them as she palmed my breasts. “Would you hold it against me if I said I’m in love with your boobs?” She asked with a dirty smirk as she shook them, testing the weight in her hands.
“Only if you don’t keep touching them.” I moaned, tipping my head back when she sucked my nipple again. There was something about the way she used her tongue when she did it, rubbing it across the sensitive skin when it was in her mouth, that made me nearly cross-eyed.
“I love your curves, Rhea.” She whispered, kissing down my stomach, “And your muscles. It’s the best of both worlds for me.”
“Good,” I gasped when she kissed the sensitive skin of my hipbone. “Marigold, God.” Her warm body slid down mine, covering me like a blanket as she kept kissing me, every inch, as if she were worshiping it, and I melted under her attention. Normally, I was the one who gave and gave and gave in bed.
But this—this was Goldie.
She had so much love to give; it seeped out of her in everything she did. Even this.
“I want to taste you.” She purred, settling on her stomach between my legs, with her feet kicked up behind her, eyes intense as I ran my fingers over her jaw. “I want to make you shatter for me.”
“You don’t have to,” I said, rubbing her lower lip with my thumb. “I’m more than happy to just?—”
She turned her head and nipped my thumb before laying a kiss on my smooth pubic bone. “But I want to.” She slowly laid another wet kiss, lower until she was right above my clit, eyes locked on me each time. “I really fucking want to, Rhea.”
“Then do it.” I croaked in a strangled voice as she slid her tongue down through my lower lips without another second of waiting. My back arched painfully when she rolled her tongueacross my clit, working it in a way that I’d never felt before, similar to what she did to my nipple and I gasped, spreading my legs wider to give her better access to do it again. I’d beg whatever almighty she wanted me to, if she’d just keep doing that same thing.
"Mmh," she moaned, her focus intensifying. She pushed my thighs back towards my chest, her skills distracting me from wondering where she'd gained such talents. “You taste like my favorite kind of sin.”
“Goldie,” I cried, chest rising fast as I fisted the blankets under my hips, staring up at the twinkling lights above her bed. “God, that feels so good. So damn good.”
“How about this?” She asked, tilting her head and pushing one finger into me, drawing a cry from my lips when she bent it just right and sucked hard on my clit.
“Yes!” I cried, panting and melting for her as she kept her big blue eyes locked on me. “I’m so close. I want to come for you, baby.”
She hummed, rocking her neck and changing up the pace as my body snapped under the pleasure, breaking a dam of ecstasy as I came with a strangled cry of shock and wonder. Never in my life had I come so hard, let alone from someone’s mouth.
Goldie didn’t stop as I came down from the high, she let up on the pressure but kept the same moves going until I was clawing at her pretty pink blankets and coming on her face again.
