India ran her hands down to Maisie’s ass, gripped it, and gave it a squeeze.
“I like you being in control. For now,” she added with a wink.
“Then, I should take advantage of this while I can.”
Maisie lowered to India’s right nipple and took it into her mouth.
“Take advantage of me however you want,” India said, holding Maisie’s head to her breast.
“I’m thinking about staying here for a while. They seem to need me.”
She switched to the other breast.
“I know somewhere else that needs you right now,” India replied.
“Oh, yeah? Where’s that?” she teased, running a fingertip down India’s neck. “Here?”
India shook her head.
“Here?” Maisie asked, using her finger to pull gently at India’s bottom lip.
India shook her head again.
“No? I’m out of ideas, then,” she joked.
“Remember when you mentioned wanting to taste me earlier?” India asked.
“Oh, right,” she feigned. “You want that right now?”
When India nodded, Maisie lowered herself between her legs, breathed her in, and took her with her mouth.
CHAPTER 32
That first orgasm had been off-the-charts good. India had meant it. Outside of some she’d given herself after a lot of hard work – sometimes, hours of it – that had been the best orgasm of her life. How was that possible? Yes, Maisie’s fingers were long, but notthatlong, and they had moved inside her in a familiar way, not doing anything her body hadn’t felt before. Maisie’s thumb pressing down on her clit had been what had pushed India over the edge, but the orgasm had started building minutes before that, deep inside her, and had rushed out of her so hard and fast, she’d worried she’d stained the bed. India still wasn’t sure that she hadn’t. Maisie hadn’t allowed her to move to check, and she was currently between her legs, about to make her come for a second time in mere minutes.
India’s brain was still trying to figure out why the first orgasm had been so good when Maisie stopped what she was doing with her tongue, causing India to open her mouth and eyes in protest. Maisie just smiled up at her with adoration in her eyes, though, and India realized it. Maisie sucked on her clit, and India watched her. She knew now that it hadn’t been because of any specific movement or a pattern of movements. Yes, that might have caused the physical reaction of an orgasm, but it was because it had beenMaisiethat it had been so good. Making love with her was different because, for the first time, India hadn’t tried to control the situation.
When Maisie made her come for a second time, India knew it wouldn’t be the last time they would do this. She felt like they had gotten past those initial bumps and knew each other better because of it. This wasn’t just sex, and it would never bejustsex between the two of them. Even though they hadn’t used the word ‘girlfriend’ yet, she knew that was what they were.
As India came down and finally opened her eyes, shecaught Maisie looking up at her, resting her head against her thigh.
“Hi,” Maisie said softly.
“Hi,” she replied with a small giggle, feeling a little ridiculous at saying hello after Maisie had just donethatto her.
“So, I was thinking,” Maisie began. “That I’d really like to do that again.”
“I hope so,” India replied.
“Yeah? I can?”
“Anytime you want,” India said, sighing.
“Now.”
“No, not now,” India replied, laughing.
“But you said anytime I wanted,” Maisie argued.
