Page 69 of Your Place Or Ours?


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“Been a while since we did that…” Mia said, eyes focused on Alexa and nowhere else.

A smile twitched around the edge of Alexa’s lips. “Yeah.”

Ellie and Becca sat in silence, not sure where to look, not wanting to intrude, but then Alexa gave a little nod and seemed to pull herself back into the room, her smile widening and her head turning to look at them. “You know, team stuff,” she said by way of explanation.

“Back in junior year,” Mia added, a little too quickly.

Nobody pushed it. Becca, to her credit, read the room perfectly and reached for the rum bottle, pouring four measures into their wine glasses, and moved the conversation on.

They drank the rum and talked for a while, but that final kiss had changed something in the air, charged it differently, and all fourof them could feel it. It was suddenly much closer to the energy from when they’d left the bar to go to the hotel. The pool lights rippled, the warm night wrapped around them, and the silences between the conversation were getting longer and more loaded.

Eventually, after a quick glance at Ellie for confirmation, Becca took the initiative. She stood, looked down at Mia, and held out her hand.

“Come inside with me?” she said, and while her voice was gentle her intent was crystal clear.

Mia looked at Becca’s hand, then up at her face, and took it without hesitation. They walked towards the house, Becca leading, Mia following, their fingers interlaced. Ellie watched them go and felt the loop spring into action.

She turned to Alexa, who’d gone to sit on the edge of the pool, her feet in the water, watching Mia and Becca disappear through the door with an expression that was half dazed and half something else, the aftermath of the kiss with Mia still visible in her expression, in her whole demeanour in fact.

Ellie reached out her hand to Alexa. “Would you like to join them?”

Alexa looked at her and the daze cleared. She took Ellie’s hand. “Yeah,” she said. “I really would.”

Chapter 29

They started in the same pairs as earlier, all in the second bedroom, Ellie with Alexa on one side of the bed, Becca with Mia on the other. The big difference this time, of course, was that they left the lights on.

“You sure about the lights?” Mia asked.

Becca nodded her head. “Our holiday house, our rules. Lights on. Right Ellie?”

“Right.” She paused and flashed a grin. “But only the lamps, none of your overhead light nonsense.” It was the eternal battle between them, and one that Ellie always won, that age old conflict: overhead lights versus lamps.

The hotel had been fun in a spring break experience kind of way, because who didn’t want to have once in their life where they could hear someone else hooking up in the dark on the other side of the room? This, though, just took it a whole step further.

Ellie could see Alexa’s face when she kissed her, could see the flush on her cheeks and the way her eyes kept fluttering closed, and she could see Becca and Mia next to them, Mia pulling Becca’s bikini top off, Becca’s hands on Mia’s shoulders, and the visual was so much more than the sound had been… the loop was firing up properly now, the jealousy and the arousal braiding together, feeding each other, as she watched her wife being undressed by another woman within touching distance while her own lips were on Alexa.

One minute they were wearing their bikinis, the next none of them were… Ellie was never quite sure afterwards how it had happened, but it did. She did remember struggling to undo the knot on Alexa’s top, laughing together as she finally managed it, kissing the lines in her skin where it had dug in slightly after a solid day of use. The laughter helped. It dissolved whatever residual awkwardness four naked women in a bed might have had, so that by the time they were all naked the energy was a little bit giddy.

The pairs held for a while. Ellie went down on Alexa, the first time she’d ever used her mouth on anyone but Becca, and the novelty of a different body, different responses, different sounds was electric. Alexa talked to her quietly, responding in real time, and when she came it was sexy as hell, Alexa grabbing the headboard and saying “fuck… fuck… fuck…” with each gasp as the waves rolled through her.

Next to them Becca was doing the same for Mia, her and Ellie exchanging excited grins at one point, and Mia’s reaction was as loud as it had been in the hotel, genuinely noisy, gasping and swearing as her own pleasure coursed through her.

“Last spring break and a first time experience,” Mia said, head back on the pillow, breathless and flushed.

“First time a woman’s been down on you at spring break?” Becca asked, her fingers still teasing Mia, drawing another gasp.

She shook her head though. “First time ever…” Mia laughed. “You took my virginity. Holy shit,” she gasped as Becca stroked her. “Oh… fuck… you’re good.”

Alexa lifted her head from Ellie’s breast, Ellie’s nipple feeling the shock of the air on her now wet skin. “Yeah, you were definitely a virgin before tonight.”

“Shut up,” Mia grinned. “You’ll make me sound slutty in front of the lesbians…”

Ellie couldn’t help laughing at that.

Not long after that the boundaries broke down. Ellie did it first, leaning across to kiss Mia while Alexa’s lips kept on exploring Ellie’s body. When she glanced at Becca she saw a look of almost feral intensity, confirmed when Becca pulled Alexa to her and kissed her hard. It all started to blur, hands and lips and tongues everywhere and nowhere all at once, a haze of increasingly pleasurable sensations.

Alexa went down on Becca, tentative at first, looking up for guidance, and Becca gently steered her with her hands in Alexa’s blonde hair, patient and encouraging. When Alexa found the right rhythm Becca’s head fell back and she moaned. Ellie watched from inches away, even while Mia’s hand played between her legs sending little sparks of pleasure through her, and felt the loop spin up to a level she’d never experienced… herwife being pleasured by the woman who’d been touching Ellie not ten minutes before, the boundaries between watching and participating collapsed entirely, and it was overwhelming in the best possible way. She was jealous of both women, she realised, wanting them both, not just one, and all the while Mia’s fingers pushed her higher and higher.