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Not overthinking resulted in Annalise pushing Brinley back toward the couch until she fell onto it with Annalise on top of her. It was Brinley who brought their lips together and Brinley who ran her hands up Annalise’s bare legs. When she made it to her ass, she moved her hands over the skirt instead of under it. Damn her for being so chivalrous.
Annalise pushed harder into Brinley to try to give herself some relief. Not too much, since she didn’t need her experience from the first time happening again. She wanted the kisses to be enough, but they weren’t. She needed more. She needed the hands that were exploring her body to move underneath her clothes. She needed Brinley’s hands and mouth all over every inch of her skin. She needed it now .
“Let’s move this to your room,” she said breathlessly.
“Yeah? Already?”
“Are you not ready?” Was Annalise being too forward?
Brinley scoffed. “I’m always ready.”
As they stood from the couch and made the short walk to Brinley’s room, Annalise’s nerves returned. Without Brinley’s hands on her, all the same questions shot through her head. What was she doing? Why was she doing it? Why did she want it so fucking bad? Breathe in. Breathe out. No overthinking.
Once the door was closed behind them, Brinley faced Annalise completely, her expression much more serious than before. “So, how do you want to do this? Do you just want to be naked? Do you want both of us to be? Should I undress you or do you want to undress yourself? Would it make you feel more comfortable to undress in the bathroom?”
Annalise knew Brinley was trying to be nice, but her head was spinning from all the questions. Annalise would probably feel more comfortable if she wasn’t the only one with her clothes off, but she was pretty sure she would be tempted to go further if Brinley had hers off too. She didn’t want to rush something just because she was caught up in the moment. “I, um…” She pointed toward the closed bedroom door. “I’ll go to the bathroom.”
“Actually, you know what?” Brinley took a step toward Annalise and put her hands on Annalise’s arms. “You stay here. I’ll leave. Just shout when you’re ready and I’ll come back in.” Before backing away, Brinley placed a light kiss on Annalise’s forehead.
Annalise felt dizzy as Brinley walked away, but not from the thought of taking her clothes off or of what was yet to come. Instead, because of that forehead kiss. Why does a damn kiss on the forehead have me feeling like I’m about to pass out? It was probably just because she subconsciously knew what was coming from that mouth, because a kiss on the forehead should not have her body reacting like this.
She stared at the closed door for a few more seconds then unzipped her skirt and wiggled out of it. Thank God Brinley wasn’t in the room because her trying to get out of that skirt was anything but sexy. With that thought, another thought popped into Annalise’s head. With Brinley, she didn’t have to put on a show or try to be sexy , because they had a deal. A plan. Sure, if either of them decided they didn’t want to move forward anymore, it would be done, but Brinley wasn’t going to call it off because Annalise wasn’t sexy enough. Hell, Brinley probably expected this to be awkward. There was something reassuring and nice about that. It had been that way with Grant too, but she didn’t really think about it since they were barely having sex anyway. Annalise smiled as she pulled her shirt over her head then removed her bra and underwear. A sense of calm washed over her for the first time since getting to Brinley’s.
Unfortunately, that didn’t last long because when she called Brinley back into the room, her whole body was lit on fire by the way Brinley looked at her. Each inch of skin her eyes grazed burned. It was quite possibly the most amazing discomfort Annalise had ever experienced.
“Annalise, you are…” Brinley licked her lips. “You’re fucking sexy as hell.”
For the first time, Annalise believed it. With Brinley staring at her this way, she actually felt sexy.
“So, are you going to just stare at me all day or are you actually going to show me how sexy you think I look?” Between the subtle lift of her eyebrow and the smooth tone of her voice, Annalise was sure she appeared much more confident than she actually was.
“Oh, I plan to eat you up.”
Annalise didn’t miss where Brinley’s eyes traveled as she said those words, the attention of her gaze causing Annalise’s stomach to drop and her center to throb.
God, I need this.
Brinley ran a hand down Annalise’s arm. “But before I do that, I’m going to teach you all about a woman’s touch. Show you how much different it is than a man’s. Gentle, but firm. Cautious, yet demanding.” Her hand dropped to rest on Annalise’s hip, and Annalise’s skin burned at the contact. “Are you ready for that?”
“I'm more than ready.” Her voice came out just above a whisper. She was too turned on to hide it now.
Brinley nodded toward her bed. “Lay down.”
Annalise did as she was told. She lay flat on Brinley’s bed, with her head just slightly propped up by one of her pillows.
“Good girl.” Brinley smirked as she licked her lips once again, then she crawled right on top of Annalise.
Annalise gasped at their bodies touching. She found herself wishing she had told Brinley to get naked as well, because right now, even her thin layer of clothes were too much. Synapses fired from the spots where Brinley’s bare legs and arms touched Annalise’s.
Brinley put a hand on each of Annalise’s cheeks and leaned down to kiss her slowly and gently. As the kiss progressed and their tongues met in an agonizing need, Brinley’s hands moved down Annalise’s arms then up her sides. Annalise pushed up into her, her body begging for so much more. Every inch of her was desperate to be touched. It was way too long since the hands of another person had been on her and she needed this more than she ever realized.
Disappointment coursed through her when Brinley broke the kiss and rolled off her. Brinley must have noticed because she giggled. “Don’t worry, babe. I’m just getting started.”
She wasn’t lying. Her hands slowly moved up Annalise’s sides, fingers lightly scratching as they moved. She stopped just below the swell of Annalise’s breasts. “Is this okay? Do you still want it?”
“Please,” was the only word Annalise could force out. With Brinley so close to where she needed her, she could barely breathe.
With the permission she was searching for, Brinley moved her hands on to Annalise’s breasts, exploring the area with her fingers as if she was mapping it out. When she gently squeezed them for the first time, Annalise moaned. That feels so fucking good. Why don’t I ever remember it feeling like this before?
