“Okay.”
Sharon lowered her own hand between her legs and began stroking her clit.
“God, I want this,” Debra said, rocking into her.
Everything Sharon had wanted, Debra managed to be. She was soft and lovely in bed one moment and hard and take-charge in the other. She was sweet and smart. She was beautiful, even though she didn’t seem to think so herself. She was funny, and Sharon loved cuddling up with her just as much as she loved being taken by her. Well, maybealmostas much.
“Too hard?” Debra asked after a minute.
“No, I’m close. Don’t stop.”
She couldn’t keep her hand on her clit and stay standing up, so she moved it back to the wall, and Debra was really able to go harder and faster then.
“Yes, baby. Yes,” Sharon said. “Fuck! I’m coming!”
“Come for me,” Debra replied.
Sharon’s orgasm ripped through her body, and the only thing she could focus on was the fact that she smelled cherries and that she’d never come this hard in her entire life.
“Oh. Again?” she said. “Fuck! Again!”
Debra didn’t stop, thankfully, and Sharon thought she would be done coming, but a second and even more powerful orgasm pushed up from her center and landed somewhere in her fingers and toes until she finally had to pull herself away from the dildo and toward the wall, letting it probably flop out of her. Her forehead went to the wall, and Debra moved in behind her.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she said, laughing a little. “I just can’t stand on my own.”
“Lean back. I’ve got you.”
Sharon leaned into her and asked, “Where did it–”
“I took it off. It’s on the dresser,” Debra answered, referring to the dildo. “I thought you might need a break.”
“Definitely.” She chuckled and turned in Debra’s arms, leaning her back against the wall.
Debra looked very proud of herself and placed her palm on the wall by Sharon’s head. Her free hand moved between Sharon’s legs.
“I didn’t get to give this enough attention,” she said and stroked Sharon’s clit.
“Seems like quite the oversight on your part.”
“Can I remedy that right now?”
“You better, because if you don’t,I’llhave to do it. It’s so ready.”
Debra removed her hand then, and for a second, Sharon thought that she was going to make her touch herself and maybe watch her do it, but instead, Debra knelt in front of her and tapped her thighs. Sharon spread her legs for her without hesitation and waited for what was to come.
“Shoulder,” Debra instructed.
Sharon placed a leg on Debra’s shoulder and smiled as Debra stared at her. She ran her fingers through Sharon’s folds and looked up into Sharon’s eyes. Then, her tongue slipped out, and she licked her.
“I think I’d prefer you to just taste likeyou, but cherries and you isn’t a bad combination.”
“No?” she asked, running a hand through Debra’s short hair.
“Not at all,” Debra replied before she lowered her head and sucked.
Sharon’s head went to the wall behind her. She kept her hand on the back of Debra’s head and thought about how she’d ended up here. Losing her job had been the worst day of her life. She hadn’t been sure she would find anything else in tech, and then, she hadn’t, so she’d taken a job at a coffee shop, barely making rent, and she’d felt so guilty for saying yes when Nia had called her to tell her she’d been accepted to this event. She’d worked hard to find people to cover her shifts at the last minute and still felt that guilt on the plane because she shouldn’t be wasting money.
