“Fuck!” I moaned when she sucked my nipple into her mouth at the same time her fingers worshiped my clit. The discussion was over.
After our steamy shower, I proposed reading together on the couch. I wanted to finish the book I was currently working on, and the night felt perfect for it.
I took my seat on the couch with my favorite blanket, and Daisy settled down next to me with her head propped on the arm rest with a pillow. She had her feet in my lap and looked very comfortable.
About thirty minutes into our reading session, I looked over to see her cheeks a little red, a small smile on her face and her eyebrows raised. I wondered if she was reading a spicy scene.
I decided to take a chance. The whole time we had been reading, I’d massaged her foot or caressed her leg, but I was slowly moving my hand closer to her thighs. She was wearing shorts, and her legs were a little parted, giving me almost a perfect view of what was underneath.
When I reached closer to her shorts, she looked at me. I only smirked and kept going. If she wanted it to stop, it would, but I hoped not. I wanted to return the delicious favor she’d given me in the shower.
She bit her lip and returned to her book, opening her legs a little more, telling me to continue. I grinned and toyed with the hem of her shorts, barely grazing her skin. I wanted to tease her a little first.
I massaged from her foot to her inner thigh and back down again, moving closer to getting inside her shorts every time, but never actually getting there.
Eventually, I let up, if only a little, and finally rubbed her outside of her shorts. She was already soaked, so she must’ve been reading something dirty. I was more than happy to help her out with that.
She was still reading, but I caught her glancing up over her bookevery now and then. I had given up reading at this point. The only thing I was interested in reading was her face as I touched her.
After she started to shift into my hand, begging for more of my touch, I decided to give her what she wanted. I snaked my hand into the leg of her shorts and rolled my eyes at how wet she felt. I couldn’t get enough of her. Every touch had me desperate for more.
I started with small circles on her clit, moving to larger ones as she grew more impatient. I wanted her orgasm to be good for her, and I wanted to take my time.
When two fingers went into her with ease, her head flew back and thoughts of reading vanished. She felt so good, taking my fingers desperately.
Her body clenched, and I knew she was close. I didn’t thrust, not yet. My fingers were becoming lazy on her clit. I wanted to stay in that position for as long as she’d let me, but I was finding it hard to go slow.
I started moving my fingers inside her maddeningly slow as I lowered my mouth to her clit, replacing my fingers. I had to taste her.
I pumped faster, but my licks were slow and deliberate. I was savoring the taste of her, the feel of her underneath me. Her hands landed in my hair as she raised her hips into me, riding my face, making my own pussy drip for her.
I looked up at her and groaned when her eyes were staring into mine. What a sight! She was pulling at her nipple with one hand while the other was tangled in my hair, lightly pulling. She’d dragged her lip between her teeth, and her face was flushed. She was so perfect and so mine in that moment.
The sight was enough to unravel me, and as she clenched around my fingers and tossed her head back, I pushed my hand into my shorts, feeling how the moment was affecting me.
I rubbed my clit as my tongue licked hers, and it wasn’t much longer before we were both coming and she was making a mess on me. I enjoyed every last drop until she sank back into the couch, her breathing heavy.
I softly kissed her thighs and moved to hover above her, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“I’m sorry I interrupted your reading.” My smile was anything but sorry.
She grabbed my face and kissed me. I could’ve died in that moment. Her lips were so soft, and her tongue felt like it was always supposed to be tangled with mine. I caressed her cheek and kissed her back with everything I had, letting her know every part of me belonged to her.
I released us and stood up, taking her hand in mine and helping her up. “I think we’ve read enough for one night. How about we let Duke out in the yard and then go to bed?”
I hadn’t slept in my bed since we started sleeping together. Anytime I tried, wanting to give her space and not overstay my welcome in hers, she shook her head and refused to let me sleep anywhere else. The bed was still used often, just never for sleeping.
She smiled and I called for Duke, asking if he wanted to go outside. He came running so fast with his tail wagging. I let him outside, and we made out against the wall while we waited for him to be done.
After Duke was back and settled, I told her I’d meet her there. I needed to use the restroom and change my shorts. They were ruined, thanks to her.
I decided against another pair of shorts and went for a dark-red lingerie dress instead. I’d never worn anything like that for her, but I wanted to see her reaction. Luckily, it almost looked like a regular nightgown, so I could play it off as one if she wasn’t in the mood anymore.
Steadying myself, I left my room and walked across the hall to Daisy’s room. When I got there, the door was cracked open and I was stunned so much I started laughing. I opened the door more, and she looked up at me from her spot on the bed. She was sitting on the edge. Wearing a yellow dress that matched mine.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
She looked at me with wide heated eyes. “Holy hell, Kaia. You look so sexy.”
