Page 58 of Mistakes Were Made

But Erin just laughed and held her there.

I missed you.Cassie didn’t say it. It hadn’t even been thirty-sixhours since they last kissed. But she did miss it, the way Erin kissed and laughed and held on like Cassie was strong, but she was going to be gentle anyway. She got her hands on Cassie’s face and pulled a little with her fingertips. She sighed into the kiss, and Cassie smiled and bit down on her bottom lip.

Erin slid one hand into Cassie’s hair. She brushed her other thumb back and forth against Cassie’s cheek. Cassie let Erin control the kiss, was content with lying atop her and following her lead. Erin was slow, methodical. Like they’d never been. It’d always been quick kisses snuck while Parker was out of the room. They’d never gotten to take their time before now. Erin didn’t make a move to go further than these steady, deliberate kisses, fingernails scratching at Cassie’s scalp.

But Cassie could take only so much. It wasn’t that she didn’t like kissing Erin; it was that she did, too much. Erin was good at it. Good at it in a way that had Cassie squirming, a way that she could feel in her bones, a way that made her tingle and shift and push her hips down for more.

Finally, Erin stopped holding Cassie on top of her and let her get both legs back on the bed. Cassie settled in, holding herself half up on one side, more on top of Erin than not.

“I’ll go back to my room in a minute, I swear,” she said.

“And why exactly would you do that?”

“Um.” Erin bit where her neck met her shoulder, and it took Cassie a second to fully respond. “You’re the one who said we can’t have sex with Parker in the house.”

“Does oral sex really count as sex anyway?”

Erin tried to kiss her on the mouth again, but Cassie was laughing at her. Quietly, mindful of Parker, but Cassie couldn’t not laugh at her.

“Uh, yeah,” Cassie said. “It definitely still counts as sex.”

Erin shrugged. “Guess I won’t sit on your face then.”

Cassie stopped laughing.

“What?”

Erin arched one of her perfect eyebrows. “I was going to, but if you say we can’t, I guess I won’t.”

She was playing her. She was being fake nonchalant about it in a way designed to get Cassie to rush to change her mind. Cassie rushed to change her mind anyway.

“No, it’s okay,” she said. She kissed Erin, slowly. “I don’t think oral sex counts. It’s probably fine.”

“Yeah?” Erin said with a grin.

Cassie nodded. “Absolutely.”

“Then lie down.”

Cassie did as she was told.

She flipped herself over, her back against the mattress, but she couldn’t stay there—not when Erin was wiggling out of her pajama pants beside her. Cassie propped herself up on her elbows to look. She didn’t think she’d ever get enough of Erin’s skin. She’d call it milky white if that didn’t sound like the opposite of a compliment—who wanted to be called milky? It was absolutely not the right adjective for the gorgeous expanse of Erin’s legs.

While Cassie tried to come up with the right word—there was a reason she wasn’t an English major—Erin threw one of those long legs over Cassie, straddling her and looking down, their hips flush together. She was glorious. Her hair was a little tousled, and Cassie’s fingers twitched with the desire to mess it up more.

Cassie surged upward to get her mouth on Erin’s and a hand in that hair. She could feel Erin smile into the kiss. Erin slid her hands under Cassie’s Henley. Her fingernails scratched gently at her ribcage and Cassie arched into the touch. Erin’s hands shifted, cupping Cassie’s breasts briefly, before pulling the shirt up, up, up, and Cassie kept her mouth on Erin’s as long as she could, breaking only to get the shirt over her head. Erin’s hands came to the nape of Cassie’s neck, deftly unhooking her necklace.

“Don’t want this in the way,” Erin said. She dropped the necklace onto the bedside table. “Now lie back.”

Her voice was playful, but the shove she gave Cassie wasn’t. The arm holding Cassie up gave out under Erin’s push, and she fell to lie flat.

Erin lifted her hips off Cassie’s, and Cassie missed the pressure so much she almost complained before realizing Erin was moving toward the head of the bed. Cassie swallowed. She tugged at Erin’s shirt before she got too far, and Erin stopped to pull it off. Then her chest was at the perfect level, so Cassie made her wait a little longer while she got her mouth on Erin’s nipples.

When Erin was settled on top of her, Cassie had to take a moment. There was Erin’s cunt in front of her, slick and shining, and when she looked up she had a fantastic view of Erin’s tits. Erin gave her a little smile and it was all Cassie could do not to go buck wild. Instead she took a steadying breath, restraining herself before slowly licking into Erin.

She stayed on her clit at first, swirling her tongue around it. Erin breathed a little heavier. It’d be easy to stay there forever, but Cassie dipped lower and fuck, was it worth it. She got her tongue where Erin was wettest and curled it again and again. Erin gasped and ground her hips down, and Cassie couldn’t help but grin against her.

“You taste really fucking good,” Cassie said and Erin ground down again, like she was trying to get Cassie to put her mouth back on her. Cassie complied.

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