Jane relaxed her shoulders while she felt her legs tense up. Then Annie’s finger that had been hovering around her entrance plunged inside her and Jane was about to lose it completely. An alien feeling came over her, as though all her sensory sensations gathered in her clit and where Annie was applying pressure inside of her.

“Oh Jesus,” Jane cried out.

Annie kept fucking her, gently but with great effect, amplifying the pleasure the vibrator was bestowing on her. Jane felt under attack from sources of pleasure on all sides. Annie’s breath in her ear, her finger inside, the moans escaping from her own throat, the muscles in her legs contracting of their own volition. A warm sort of pressure built inside of her, somewhere between where the vibrator was working on her clit and Annie’s finger was touching her inside. A pressure she couldn’t resist because it was just too damn engrossing, warm, and perfect.

“Oh my god,” Jane screamed out as she felt an unstoppable, hot stream of liquid gush out of her. Her mind was too baffled by the exquisite sensation to immediately ask herself what the hell had happened. It was only when she came to and tossed the vibrator to the side that she realized she was lying in a puddle of her own making.

When she turned to look at Annie, who was examining her drenched hand, Jane burst into a chuckle. “Jesus Christ, babe,” she said. She shook her head. “That thing is magical. And we’ll have to change the sheets.”

“How are you feeling now?” Annie quickly reached back and grabbed a tissue to wipe her hand with.

“Miles away. Utterly satisfied. Like a whole new world has opened itself up to me.” It was the first time Jane had squirted. She had witnessed it happen to Annie a couple of times, but by god, actually experiencing it was something else entirely. “It feels so freeing. I don’t really know how else to describe it.”

“I’m glad.” Annie drew her near. “I guess the new toy is a keeper then.”

“We are never getting rid of it.” Jane relaxed her body and scooted closer to Annie as a thought from before looped back into her head.

Her wife would always be enough.

Chapter Thirty-One

Annie had seen Kristin exactly once before the party. She had come into the shop and she, Mia, and Annie had sat together to talk about the order of events. Five minutes later Caitlin James had arrived and changed the atmosphere entirely with her big personality. Annie hadn’t said much, just nodded when she needed to, and let the others arrange the book launch party.