The second we’rein the shower, Aislin begins washing me. I’ve only been with one guy, and she’s obviously the first girl, so something like this is new to me—being naked in the shower with another person who is showing me so much care by washing me this way.
She rubs the sponge over my shoulder, down my chest, not playing with my sensitive nipples, and just concentrating on the job at hand.
“Are you scared?” she asks as she runs the sponge down my torso.
“A little bit,” I admit. Mostly, I think this whole thing is about nothing, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit there is a little bit of fear. “But I trust you and your family.”
“They’re your family now, too, Z, and we always take care of our own.”
There’s something very beautiful in that, something that I don’t think most people who don’t do the bad things they do care about as much. “Shades of gray,” I say, and seemingly knowing what I mean, she nods.
Ash finishes washing me, then I do the same for her. A few minutes later, we’re dried off, lying in the middle of the plush purple bedding that looks like it was made for a queen. Or two queens, I guess.
“I want to taste you first,” she says. “Can I try it?”
An eager tremble pulses through me. The thought of Aislin eating me out is already making me feel like I’m flying. “Yes. Iwant to see your face between my legs, want to feel your tongue on me.” I roll off her and onto my back, spreading my legs wide for her.
I feel comfortable letting loose with Ash because I know I’m always safe with her, just the way she’s always safe with me.
“Jesus,” she says in a hungry whisper. “This is so fun.”
I chuckle. “If that’s what you call it.”
“I just me—”
“Shh. I know what you mean. Everything is fun with you, too.”
Ash takes my mouth, slipping her tongue inside.
Kissing her is like a drug, something I want to do all the time, but instead of tearing me down, all it does is build me up. She makes me feel loved, cared for, and so incredibly sexy.
She plays with my nipples as she kisses me senseless, kisses me like she’s starving for me, making me dizzy and sensitive.
Heat rushes between my legs, my pussy throbbing and getting wetter by the second.
I smile against her mouth as her hand slides down my body, not stopping until her fingers are tracing my slit, then pushing between my folds. She rubs up and down my body, thumb teasing my sensitive clit. I arch upward, seeking more of everything, but loving all she’s giving me.
I moan into Ash’s mouth as she pushes a finger inside me, fucking me with it; one, then two, curling them and rubbing my spot.
“Fuck.” I drop my head back. “That feels so good.”
“I can’t believe how wet you are for me.” She grins, clearly proud of herself.
“Wet and feeling like I’m going to die.”
She chuckles. “Don’t do that.”
Ash slips her fingers out of me, and I immediately miss the feeling of them, but then she’s lying on top of me, the two of usmoving together, kissing, her tits against mine, her dripping wet pussy hot on mine, too.
God, this is so good. Everything with her is so, so good.
She kisses her way down my body, sucks on my breast, and keeps going until she’s settled between my open thighs.
“You’re so sexy.” She watches as she runs her finger up and down between my swollen folds. “I love how wet you get.” She pushes her finger in, and I can tell how easy the glide is.
“For you. Taste me.”
“I want to be good for you.”
