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Funny how I had already begun trying to come up with reasons to repeat it. Excuses to get my mouth on her again.
Bunching her fingers below the hem of my tank top, she pushed up and gasped lightly when her eyes landed on my stomach, but she moaned when she saw my breasts, and I helped her by lifting the shirt over my head. My plain nude-colored bra was too small, and I didn’t have time to do girly shit like go shopping for lacy bras, so my boobs spilled out the sides a little.
Her eyes zeroed in on them. They glazed over a little, her mouth going slack. She liked my tits. A lot, if the look on her face was any indication. Maybe I didn’t mind her checking out my rack. Cute Kayla who?
She inched closer on her knees, and I felt the heat from her body on mine right before she pressed her breasts against my chest, reaching around my back to undo my bra clasp. Curiosity and innocence flashed in her eyes, even though we were in the middle of doing something the exact opposite.
She said, “We can make each other come.”
I dug my teeth into my bottom lip and tried not to moan. I liked the sound of that.
As she gazed up at me, she was confident. Sexy. She knew what she wanted. And she knew how to get it.
I liked that too. A lot.
Pulling my bra straps down my arms, she tugged it away from my body and let it fall to the floor.
And then it was on.
She didn’t wait for me to remove my jeans. Her wet mouth closed around my nipple. She massaged it with her tongue, smashing her face against my breast, rubbing her cheek against it. Pinching it between her teeth, she pulled hard with her tongue and lips, and when she reached between my jeans and belly, breath rushed from my mouth and I gasped.
I wanted my pants off. I didn’t want her hand to find any resistance, but that first touch of her fingertips pressing on me, skin on skin, searching lower, finding the place that needed her most, made desire throb inside me, and the thought flitted from my head.
The need within me pulsed and ached as she pushed even lower, and when she felt my pubic hair, she closed her eyes, inhaling slowly and cupping me with a possessive hand. Like my pussy was hers. Like she owned it. Like she would decide where this night was going to go, when she would allow me to beg and writhe for her to give me more.
My chest heaved with breath, making her chase my tit with her mouth. She really didn’t want to let go. But then she did, and she moved to the left side.
It was silly since she’d just sucked my other nipple until it felt like a direct connection to my clit. I hadn’t thought anything could feel more sensitive, but when her mouth closed around my right nipple, a sharp stab of heat pulsed inside me. I tried to grind my thighs together to ease some of the ache, but she shook her head no, using her hand as a barrier, locking my legs apart.
She made me smile, this bossy, dominant Devo. Well, she was always kind of bossy, but I loved that she was being that way with me here, above the Carringtons’ garage, in the middle of Wisper, alone, just her and me. There wasn’t anyone around for her to argue with, to fight.
She could just be herself, and her confidence made me want her even more.
How much could one person want another before they broke?
She’d asked me in the truck who my perfect person would be, what they’d be like.
Didn’t she know? She was my perfect person.
No one had ever made me feel the way Devo Mescal made me feel. If a relationship with her looked at all like how sex with her did, she would be my perfect partner.
A perfect push and pull existed between us. We both gave, and we both took in tandem.
I groaned and pushed my hips forward, trying to ride her hand. She wouldn’t let me, but I was desperate for more. But that was part of the give and take, because the desperation felt amazing. The ache inside me doubled in intensity just thinking about how she might touch me next.
No doubt she could feel how wet I was for her, and when she released my nipple and kissed my neck, licking her way up to my mouth, I tilted my head, captured her mouth with mine, and let my tongue lead me wherever it wanted. I let myself get lost in her.
I hadn’t been lost in a long time. Maybe I’d never been. Maybe I’d never allowed myself to get lost.
But I liked being lost inside Devo. It was hot but light and… good. Which was a revelation to me, since every time I’d had sex with someone, it had felt like I’d been doing something wrong, something bad, even though I knew logically I wasn’t.
The need building for her between my legs felt like it would catch fire. I was burning for her now. I begged, “Devo, please.”
And then she began to rub.
Slipping two fingers between my pussy lips, she groaned into my mouth, a low rolling of her vocal chords that I felt all the way down to my toes, and I lost all sense.
I lost control. Nothing else mattered but her body on mine.
