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“If I return the compliment, are you just going to say, ‘I know,’ again?” Erin asked, both hands squeezing Cassie’s breasts through her bra.
Cassie smirked. “No guarantees.”
“That’s what I thought.” Erin rolled her eyes affectionately before finding her lips again.
Cassie’s fingers stalled out when Erin kissed her. She was going to be a literal rocket scientist; you’d think she would have enough brainpower to get kissed and feel someone up at the same time, butapparently not. Her hands fell out of Erin’s dress and it was all she could do to clutch the older woman’s shoulders.
Erin moved her mouth to Cassie’s neck and Cassie groaned, “Fuck.”
She could feel Erin smile against her skin.Get it together, Klein.Cassie let herself lean into Erin’s mouth a few seconds longer before getting to business.
Her hands moved to Erin’s thighs, then slid up under her dress. Cassie considered teasing, maybe going slow, but she really didn’t want to, like, at all, so when her fingers reached Erin’s underwear, she pushed past them.
God.Her favorite part of sleeping with someone with a pussy had to be that first touch, when you could feel just how turned on they were, your fingers slipping through their wetness. Erin jerked and bit down when Cassie’s fingers glanced off her clit. Cassie yelped.
“Sorry,” Erin said, dragging her tongue along Cassie’s collarbone.
Cassie swallowed against the feeling.Focus,she reminded herself, even though it was impossible not to think about what Erin’s mouth would feel like in other places.
Erin nipped at Cassie’s neck, but only occasionally, like she was too busy rolling her hips to worry about anything else. Cassie wasn’t even really touching her yet, but Erin was busy, shifting around in Cassie’s lap, trying to get her fingers where she wanted them. Cassie didn’t make her wait.
Yeah, what she had thought earlier about the first touch being the best? That was a lie; this was the best part—pushing inside and feeling Erin squeeze around her fingers, tight and hot and wet. This was everything.
“God,” Erin whispered, and Cassie couldn’t resist.
“You can just call me Cassie.”
Erin glared at her, breaking the look with a moan when Cassie scissored her fingers.
Cassie worked up a rhythm, sliding out and pushing hard back in, and Erin helped, her hips grinding and jumping. Sometimes she leaned down for a kiss, but mostly she held herself upright, riding Cassie’s hand urgently.
“More,” she groaned, and Cassie added another finger.
Cassie was pretty sure this was the best day of her life. She was three fingers deep in this gorgeous woman who was clenching like crazy, obviously close—she was about to make thisfucking gorgeouswoman come on her fingers in the back of a car, and she couldn’t think of anything better.
She kissed Erin, grabbing her ass to pull her harder onto her fingers.
“Cassie,fuck,” Erin muttered, and then she was coming, shaking and shuddering, eyes closed, mouth open, and Jesus Christ, Cassie had made plenty of people come in her twenty-one years, thank you very much, but Erin was hands down the hottest she’d ever seen.
Erin collapsed on top of her, after, and Cassie wrapped her arms around her. When Erin lifted her head for a kiss, it was soft. Gentle. She made a contented sound in the back of her throat and butted her head at Cassie like a cat preening. It was all kinds of adorable, but Cassie hadn’t gotten off yet; she couldn’t control the way her hips twitched under Erin’s. Erin laughed at her.
“Impatient,” she admonished.
“If I was impatient, I wouldn’t have let you go first,” Cassie said, but it was offset by the way she pushed Erin’s hand toward the button of her jeans as they kissed.
Erin readjusted herself, one knee between Cassie’s legs, a hand on the seat by Cassie’s side to hold herself up. She undid Cassie’s pants and pushed her right leg over as far as she could, bumping it against the back of the driver’s seat to get more room before she slipped a hand into Cassie’s underwear. It wasn’t a great angle, even spread out there wasn’t a lot of space to move, but Cassie was so ready that it didn’t much matter. Erin’s fingers slid in, just to the first knuckle, and Cassie’s eyes slammed closed.
She opened them again to find Erin staring down at her like maybe her face had the answers to all of life’s questions. Cassie surged forward to kiss her, and it pushed Erin’s fingers deeper.
“Christ,” Cassie said, falling back.
“You can just call me Erin.”
Cassie lost her laugh in a gasp.
Erin worked her and watched her, and Cassie wanted more. She unclasped her own bra, and it was worth it for the gleam in Erin’s eyes. It was worth it for the way Erin ducked her head, caught a nipple between her teeth, and moaned like she was the one getting touched.
Erin liked to watch, apparently. She kept her eyes on Cassie’s face even as she lavished attention on her chest. Cassie wanted to kiss her, wanted her mouth lower, wanted her to keep doing what she was doing, mouth cruel and fingers hard and fast. Cassie saidpleaseandErinand Erin’s eyes flared.
