Page 51 of Mistakes Were Made

Erin looked only at her face, at first. Cassie didn’t break eye contact. When Erin finally dropped her gaze to Cassie’s body, she said her name like a curse word.

In the car, Erin had gotten a good look at her chest—as good as she could get in a dark parking lot, anyway—but Cassie’s pants had stayed on. Here, she was fully, gloriously naked. Here, the lighting was just fine. Here, Erin watched water run down Cassie’s body and her own mouth went dry. It was the body of a twenty-one-year-old. Erin thought of her crow’s-feet, of the soft pouch of her stomach she’d never gotten rid of after giving birth. Cassie had no such flaws.

“Cassie,” Erin said again. She had forgotten every other word.

Cassie said, “Please,” want dripping from the word, and Erin pulled her shirt over her head.

She didn’t have a bra on, nor underwear, as she stepped out of her yoga pants, and Cassie stared like her body was perfect. Erin didn’t let her look. The shower was not made for two people, but they fit like puzzle pieces, their edges lining up just right. With the shower door closed behind her, steam billowed around them. Cassie’s nipples were hard like it was cold.

Erin’s hands found Cassie’s hips and pushed until her back was against a wall. Cassie put her hands on Erin’s shoulders.

“This is a terrible idea,” Erin said. She kissed Cassie anyway.

This.This was why Erin couldn’t get Cassie out of her head. The way she bit at Erin’s mouth with no regret. The way she clung to her. Cassie didn’t cede an inch. She kissed Erin just as hard as Erin was kissing her.

Erin couldn’t stop, even though there were other things she wanted to do with her mouth. When she finally moved to nip at Cassie’s neck, the other woman let out a moan that made Erin pin her entire body to the wall with just her hips.

“Christ,Erin.”

Erin sucked hard at the junction where Cassie’s neck met her shoulder. Then she moved lower.

Cassie’s breasts were perfect. Soft but firm.Pert.Not dragged down by decades spent fighting gravity. Erin closed her lips around a nipple. Everything was wet and warm from the shower. Erin bit down harder than she meant to, but Cassie arched into her like she didn’t mind at all.

Erin was going to regret this. For so many reasons, but the one she thought of as she moved lower was that she was much too old to be kneeling in a bathtub. She’d have to pop a couple ibuprofen later, because now that she was down there, she planned to stay awhile.

She tapped Cassie’s left thigh, then got impatient, lifting the leg herself and draping it over her shoulder. Warm water cascaded down Erin’s back, but the heat from Cassie was warmer. Erin leaned into it.

Fuck.

Erin hadn’t given cunnilingus to anyone since college. Early college, even, before she and Adam started dating. Almost two decades. She’d forgotten how good it was. She must’ve. Because it had to be the act itself, rather than Cassie, that made her feel like this. She no longer noticed the bite of the floor into her knees.

Cassie gasped, and Erin opened her eyes. She wouldn’t be closing them again, not when she could watch Cassie, one hand in her own hair and the other arm stretched out, flat against the shower wall. Erin’s tongue slipped through Cassie’s hot wet flesh. She chased the taste deeper. Cassie slapped her other palm against the wall. Her fingers scrambled for purpose and one hand caught the cubbyhole where the body wash and hair products sat. Erin watched her grip tighten right before Cassie’s hips rolled harder into her mouth.

Cassie’s blue eyes were not on Erin’s, but aimed lower, where Erin’s tongue dragged through her folds. Cassie’s hips rolled again and Erin took advantage of it, sliding her hands around to squeeze the firm roundness of Cassie’s ass. Cassie bit her bottom lip and groaned, and Erin came right there, on her knees in the shower, face pressed into Cassie.

She shuddered through one long blink, a tiny explosion that only whetted her appetite for more. When her breath evened out, she sucked Cassie’s clit into her mouth. Cassie’s hands came up off the wall before slapping down again.

“Fuck, Erin,yes.”

Cassie shook and moaned and Erin sucked harder. There was a second where she thought they were going to collapse, Cassie no longer able to hold herself up as she came, but Erin tightened her hands on Cassie’s ass and held her up by sheer willpower, refusing to break contact between her mouth and Cassie’s center. Cassie got her foot back under her, the heel of the other digging deliciously into Erin’s back.

Erin lapped her tongue gently against Cassie’s clit. It was as muchof a break as she could give her. She didn’t know how to stop. She should have brought Cassie to her hotel room two months ago. She should have gone down on her in the bathroom at the concert. She should have taken every opportunity she had to do this.

The tang was stronger now that Cassie had come once. Erin wanted more of it. One hand stayed on Cassie’s ass, but the other slipped forward and then back, two fingers sliding smoothly into Cassie on the return trip.

The noise Cassie made reverberated around them.

Erin crooked her fingers and let the hint of her teeth graze against Cassie’s clit, andfinally,Cassie stopped trying to grip the wall and held on to the only thing she could, both hands fisted in Erin’s wet hair. Erin nodded her approval and scissored her fingers inside Cassie.

Cassie’s second orgasm was themorethat Erin had been chasing. Bigger, stronger, louder than her first. She spasmed around Erin’s fingers. One hand stayed tangled in Erin’s hair while Cassie bit the back of the other, though it didn’t do much to muffle her moans. Erin did everything she could to draw them out, her tongue busy and desperate, her face messy, slick all the way down her chin. How had she let herself go nineteen years without doing this?

She didn’t stop until Cassie pulled her away by the hair. Red sat high on Cassie’s cheeks. She let go of Erin’s hair but kept tugging at anything she could get ahold of—shoulders, elbows, hips, until Erin was standing. The blue of Cassie’s eyes had changed, gone dark, pupils blown wide, but Erin didn’t have much time to admire them before Cassie pressed their mouths together.

Cassie’s hand found its way between Erin’s legs, and before Erin could think, she had two fingers inside of her to the second knuckle.

“Cassie,” Erin gasped, her body welcoming the intrusion with no resistance.

Cassie kissed Erin’s jaw, underneath it, sucked at the soft skin under her ear. “You’re so fucking hot.”

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