Charlotte lifted her arms for Sutton, then reached back and had taken off her bra in seconds.
Sutton brought her hands up, cupping Charlotte’s breasts, mesmerized by how insanely hard her nipples already were for her. She moved her thumbs over them, circling, as Charlotte swore, then ducked her head down again, kissing Sutton deeply.
She slid her tongue into Sutton’s mouth, along Sutton’s own, and it felt so, so perfect. Like she could taste every sigh.
And Sutton was just as breathless, just as wanting as she’d been before. As she was every other time, even though this felt sodifferent.
Charlotte breathed out little moans into Sutton’s mouth as Sutton slid one of her hands down, dipping into her pants again, drawing it over Charlotte’s thigh, and sliding it between her legs.
They both whimpered, their kiss slowing to the point that their mouths were simply pressed against one another’s. Breathing the same air, as Sutton rubbed her fingers over the sheer, expensive lace of Charlotte’s underwear.
She was so wet, Sutton’s fingers were soaked from rubbing her through the fabric.
And she needed to touch her. Sheneededto feel Charlotte, to be as close to her as she possibly could.
That same slow, smoldering need didn’t have Sutton hastily tugging aside Charlotte’s underwear the way she typically would when they did this. Instead, she teased her.
Sliding the tips of her fingers underneath the fabric, she drew them over Charlotte’s hot center, groaning from the back of her throat at how she felt.
“Yes. Darling, inside. I want you inside of me,” Charlotte spoke, a desperation lining her words, her lips sliding over Sutton’s in the most tantalizing, sensual movements that sent shivers all over Sutton’s body.
“You want me inside of you?” Sutton whispered, angling her head up now. Just enough to be able to look at Charlotte in the dim, intimate lighting of the Christmas tree.
She traced her fingers over Charlotte, justfeelingher. How hot she was. How swollen. How soaked. How her hips jerked and her thighs shook.
She could hear the unstoppable little moans that escaped the back of her throat as Sutton rubbed her clit.
“How badly?” Sutton asked, staring right into Charlotte’s eyes as she circled her clit harder, not faster. Not even as Charlotte started trying to move with her.
Charlotte’s hands clawed into Sutton’s hair, tugging, as her mouth fell open, panting at Sutton’s touch.
God, her clit wasso hard. Sutton panted with it, too, but she didn’t move yet.
She wanted to hear it.
She wouldn’t move fast enough for Charlotte to come like this. Sutton knew what she needed, and that thought alone sent the most insanely energizing jolt through her body. She knew that Charlotte needed her to touch her clit hard and fast for her to come apart.
But she didn’t want Charlotte to come yet, she thought as she stared up at Charlotte, her heart hammering.
Sutton was so wet herself; she ached and squeezed her thighs together with it. She knew she would likely come as soon as Charlotte really started to fuck her later. She knew it would be so simple.
But she didn’tcareabout that right now either.
All she cared about was this.
Was Charlotte.
The way she stared down at Sutton, eyes so dark. So needy.
“You have no fucking idea how badly I want you, Sutton.” Charlotte scratched her nails against the back of Sutton’s neck as she spoke.
Both the sensation and the words had Sutton gasping, and it was enough. It was more than enough for her to give them what they both wanted.
She slid her hand down, pressing two fingers into Charlotte.
They slid in so easily, fitting so perfectly. Like she belonged there.
Shedid, she thought wildly. Uncontrollably.
