Lauren crawled down the bed, parted Carly’s legs, and kissed her between them sensuously, matching Carly’s rhythm with her tongue. Slow, then fast, and slow again. She slid her fingers inside and listened to Carly gasp. “Lauren.” Carly panted and made the best little whimpering sounds as Lauren pushed into her and out. She was a little drunk on those sounds, this whole experience more than she ever could have imagined. Her tongue circled and dipped, until the sounds only increased. With a final swipe, Carly went still and cried out, shaking all over as Lauren held her in place, protectively. She kissed up her body, treasuring it, memorizing each expanse of skin.

Carly took Lauren’s face in her hands and kissed her, good and long. She flipped them easily, ready to take what she wanted. With fire in her eyes, she took Lauren’s nipple into her mouth and sucked. She almost came. When Carly bit down, gentle yet firm, Lauren felt the sensation gathering from somewhere deep within. She couldn’t stop it if she tried. Her hips pressed inward, and she tightened her stomach muscles, preparing for the tidal wave on the horizon. It built steadily every second that Carly touched her. “Almost,” Lauren said, desperate. Taking the cue, Carly pushed her fingers inside. Lauren gasped and balled the sheets with her fists, as Carly moved her thumb back and forth, making amazing things happen to Lauren. Her body felt like hers, but it didn’t. This was new. This was urgent. It was unhinged. The orgasm hit wild and hard in the best payoff of her life. Pleasure rocked her body and she bucked nearly off the bed, calling out. With her back arched and Carly still intimately joined to her, she rode out the waves that crashed one after the other. She’d been turned on for days—it was no wonder her body responded so powerfully.

Limp and happy, she pulled Carly to her and smiled. There were no available words left, but Carly nodded at the smile. “Right?” she said, settling a thigh between Lauren’s, making her twitch with how sensitive she remained.

“Off the charts,” Lauren finally murmured and ran her hand up the back of Carly’s neck into her hair.

“That sounds like a challenge,” Carly said with a twinkle in her eye. “We could see how far off we could go.”

“Don’t even think about it. You practically killed me just now.”

Carly propped her head up on her hand and lay to the side, her gaze sweeping across Lauren’s body. She touched her breast lightly, circling it. “Oh, I’ll give it a few minutes. Don’t worry.”

Lauren laughed, happy, sated, and feeling wonderfully like a wanton harlot.

She could get used to this.

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