“Imagine how good it will feel when I give you a full-body massage and spend more time down here.”
“Jesus,” she replied when Lacey’s two fingers moved to her clit and began stroking.
“God, Cam. You’re so hard.”
“Yes! I don’t… want you to stop, but I want… you on top of me. Bedroom, please.”
“No need,” Lacey said, and then her fingers were gone.
Cameron was about to protest and say something about wanting them back when Lacey began climbing onto the table.
“Lacey!”
“These tables can handle over four hundred pounds,” Lacey told her. “It’s okay.”
Cameron waited, and Lacey lowered her body on top of hers and kissed her. Cameron wrapped her arms around her, unable to wait any longer to touch her, and Lacey’s hand went back between Cameron’s legs. Cameron spread them farther apart as much as the table would allow her and let Lacey push inside with two fingers.
Cameron gasped. Lacey moaned. Lacey’s thumb then pressed down into her clit, and Cameron couldn’t hold on to the kiss anymore, so Lacey shifted her lips to Cameron’s neck and began to stroke her.
“You’re so wet, Cam.” Lacey licked her just below her ear. “I really can’t believe this is all for me.”
“All for you, baby,” she replied. “God, that’s so good.”
Normally, Cameron needed hard and deep inside to really come with any real force in her orgasm, and while her clit had always been the easiest way to make her come, it could still take her a few minutes and a lot of pressure, but Lacey, either because of the massage or because Cameron wanted this so much, was already getting her there with some well-timed flicks and curls inside. Lacey’s thumb was merely pressing gently to Cameron’s clit, and when that thumb started to flick, too, it wasn’t hard. It was so gentle, barely a graze over Cameron’s hard clit, that it felt even better. It was almost as if, as a massage therapist and a woman who had studied the human body in school, Lacey knewexactly where, when, and how to touch it to make Cameron come beneath her.
“God, I’m almost…”
Lacey curled and flicked at the same time.
“Oh, fuck!” Cameron let out as her hips jerked, and it was only Lacey’s body pressing down into her that kept her on the table as she came.
“Yes, Cam. Yes,” Lacey whispered into her ear.
Cameron couldn’t stop herself even if she’d tried. Her hips continued to just rise and fall, and her orgasm felt like it would never end. She held on to Lacey tightly, pressing her down completely into her body, which meant that Lacey had to slow and stop her touches, but that didn’t matter because Cameron had just had the best and most intense orgasm of her entire life. Tears welled in her eyes, and she didn’t even move to wipe them away.
“Are you crying?” Lacey asked, shifting to see her better.
“I’m okay.”
Lacey wiped the tears off Cameron’s cheeks for her and asked, “Are you sure? Did I–”
“It was so intense, Lace.” Her hips jerked on their own. “See?”
Lacey smiled down at her and said, “But it was okay?”
“Okay? I would’ve fallen off this table if you hadn’t held me in place; it was that good.”
Lacey’s smile widened, and she leaned down to kiss her.
“Want to do it again?” she asked after their kiss ended naturally.
“Yes, but not right now.” Cameron pushed Lacey’s hair away from her face. “I wantyounow.”
Lacey didn’t reply but nodded.
“Bed?”
Lacey nodded again and climbed off the table. Cameron sat up and turned, dangling her legs over the side, and before she knew it, Lacey was kneeling in front of her, spreading her legs.
