Ocean Breeze

by Laura Conway

  Jenna backed them up against the wall in the hallway without breaking the kiss. Her leg found its way between Hayley’s as their tongues swirled, and Jenna couldn’t remember the last time she’d kissed someone like this, which so much intensity, so much passion. Their lips fit together so perfectly, that Jenna forgot about all the reasons why this wouldn’t work.

  Jenna’s lips left Hayley’s, her hands finding Hayley’s, interlacing their fingers as she dipped her head to kiss her neck, then her collarbone. Hayley moaned softly as Jenna’s tongue flicked across her skin as she kissed her way back up, brushing her lips over the sensitive skin just below Hayley’s earlobe. Jenna groaned as Hayley pulled her into another heated kiss, their lips crashing together as Hayley pushed back against Jenna’s thigh, her hands holding onto Jenna’s hips.

  Jenna’s breath was ragged as she came up for air, their foreheads pressed together, and Jenna’s eyes remained closed as she tried to make sense of this, of what they were about to do.

  “Was it that obvious?” Hayley whispered as she leaned back against the wall, and Jenna tucked a lock of blond hair behind her ears.

  Jenna took a deep breath as she dropped her hand. “Not at all. I had no idea. I was too busy trying not to be attracted to you,” she admitted with a lopsided smile.

  “What?”

  Jenna didn’t try to hide her smile. “Yeah.”

  Hayley returned her smile, her eyes bright, her cheeks flushed. She was unbelievably attractive, and Jenna took a step back, her hand finding Hayley’s, leading her into her bedroom. The light from the hallway illuminated the room, and Jenna dropped her hand to turn on the floor lamp in the corner of the room and close the door behind them.

  She padded over to Hayley, and as she got closer, Hayley grabbed a fistful of her black top, her other hand on her neck, her fingers in Jenna’s hair as Hayley pulled her in, her lips parting against Jenna’s, taking control and pushing all of Jenna’s doubts out of the way once and for all.

  Tonight, Jenna was giving in to her attraction to Hayley, to all the times that she’d let her mind wander after seeing Hayley in a bikini, to the way this woman’s lips fit perfectly with her own.

  A low moan escaped Jenna’s lips as Hayley’s hands explored her body, her fingernails lightly raking down her back, her hands cupping her ass through her pants.

  There was too much between them. Jenna’s hands fumbled with the button on Hayley’s jean shorts, finally popping it open and tugging on the zipper. Hayley’s lips never left hers as she did the same, easing Jenna’s pants a few inches down her thighs.

  Jenna broke the kiss to remove her pants, stepping out of them, her eyes on Hayley as she tossed her shorts to the side. Jenna suppressed a groan when she spotted the damp patch on Hayley’s white lacy panties. That sight sent her own arousal into overdrive. Jenna needed to touch her, to taste her.

  She lifted Hayley’s tank top over her head, her fingers moving to free her bra, unhooking it with one hand as she kissed Hayley’s shoulder, easing the straps down her arms until the bra fell. Jenna’s hands cupped Hayley’s breasts while she trailed kisses up her neck, and Hayley’s lips found hers again, her tongue searching out Jenna’s.

  Jenna moaned into the kiss, her thumbs swiping across Hayley’s already hard nipples. Hayley arched into Jenna’s body, panting almost as she clung to her.

  Hayley’s lips were on her neck, her hands on the hem of her top, and Jenna took the hint, breaking the kiss to remove it. Hayley hands wrapped around her, popping Jenna’s bra open, her eyes falling to Jenna’s chest as her bra fell to the ground.

  The way Hayley was looking at her, like she couldn’t wait to touch her, gave Jenna a much-needed boost in confidence. She’d had plenty of experience, but for some reason, Hayley made her nervous. Maybe, it was the expectation. She wasn’t used to being so attracted to someone and not acting on it. Until tonight.

  Hayley’s eyes never left her as she reached for her hand, tugging Jenna towards the bed and easing her onto it. “You’re so fucking sexy,” Hayley breathed as she climbed on top of her, and Jenna could feel her own wetness pooling between her legs.

  Jenna’s hands wrapped around Hayley as she covered her body with her own, their breasts pressed together, one hand in Hayley’s silky hair, the other groping her ass.

  Hayley’s lips were on hers, the kiss slower now, deeper, as her fingertips trailed down her body, between Jenna’s breasts, over her stomach, until she was cupping Jenna’s sex through her black panties. Hayley smiled as she lifted her head, propping herself up with one arm while her fingers circled Jenna’s clit through the black fabric.

  “You’re so wet,” Hayley whispered, her leg draped over Jenna’s as she continued to tease her. “I can feel it through your panties.” She leaned in, brushing her lips against Jenna’s. “How long have you wanted this?” Hayley asked, her eyes drifting over her body, drinking it in.

  Jenna’s eyes fluttered closed, her mouth open as she tried to remember how to breathe. She licked her lips, her hand on her own breast, her hips moving to Hayley’s languid circles.

  Jenna stifled a whimper when Hayley’s fingers were gone, and there was just the feeling of her panties lightly touching her pulsating clit. She opened her eyes and met Hayley’s.

  “How long?” Hayley asked again.

  “Since the first night. When Nina introduced us,” Jenna said in a rush. Why wasn’t Hayley touching her? It felt so good.

  “And why didn’t you say anything?”

  Jenna bit her lip. Later. They could talk about this later. “Because... I don’t know. You’re young. I didn’t think you were interested. Look, Hayley.” Jenna’s hand was her Hayley’s cheek. “You’re killing me.” That earned a smirk from Hayley. “Please. Touch me. If that’s what you still want?”

  Jenna held her gaze, waiting. She threw her head back into the pillow, dropping her hand, her eyes slamming shut as Hayley’s palm grazed over her mound, slipping underneath her panties, and Hayley pushed her fingers inside of her.

  Hayley’s lips wrapped around her nipple, her tongue bringing Jenna so close to the edge while Hayley’s fingers moved in and out, in slow and deep thrusts, her palm rubbing against Jenna’s clit with each stroke.

  Jenna snaked her hand behind Hayley’s neck, pulling her down into a heart-stopping kiss. She was so close, and the feeling of Hayley’s tongue dueling with her own sent Jenna into ecstasy. She broke the kiss, her mouth hanging open, her fingers digging into Hayley’s shoulder as her hips rolled against her palm, riding out her orgasm.

  She’d come faster than she ever had before, almost embarrassingly so, but this thing with Hayley hadn’t just started tonight, for Jenna anyway. This had been building, since the moment they’d met, as much as Jenna wanted to ignore it.

  Jenna exhaled, her forearm covering her face, panting, as Hayley withdrew her hand. Jenna’s thighs quivered, her body humming with desire.

  “Come here,” Jenna said, her voice low and husky as she guided Hayley’s lips back to hers.

  Hayley’s fingers played with Jenna’s nipple, tweaking it between her thumb and forefinger as their tongues danced, and Jenna didn’t think she’d ever get tired of kissing Hayley. She could do this all night, but first, she wanted to know what Hayley tasted like.

  Jenna switched their positions, and Hayley was beneath her, looking up at her with swollen lips and flushed cheeks.

  “Can I taste you?” Jenna asked, pushing herself up.

  When Hayley nodded, Jenna took her time, kissing her way down Hayley’s body, taking each nipple into her mouth, flicking her tongue over the bud until it was rock hard.

  Jenna moved lower, kissing her toned stomach, then her hips, along the line of her white underwear. Hayley’s scent filled the air, and Jenna hadn’t even parted her lips.

  She got comfortable between Hayley’s legs, sliding her tongue over her, pushing the lacy fabric against Hayley’s clit. She circled her, using short, quick strokes, Hayley’s pan
ties already damp with her own arousal.

  Hayley threaded her hand through Jenna’s hair, holding her there, her hips lifting off the bed to meet her tongue. “Oh, fuck, Jenna.”

  Jenna managed to slide away, taking a hold of Hayley’s underwear, tugging them down her thighs and over her calves. She tossed them over her shoulder, pausing to take in the sight before her. Hayley’s sex glistened, her legs parted, ready for her.

  Jenna got down on her stomach, her hands on Hayley’s tanned thighs as she dipped her head, licking her from her entrance up to her clit, her tongue barely brushing over her swollen bud.

  As much as Jenna wanted to make her scream, she also wanted to draw this out, to give her as much pleasure as she’d just given her.

  Hayley’s hands were in her hair, silently begging her to return to her clit. Jenna could only tease her for so long, especially since this was their first time. There would hopefully be plenty more chances for Jenna to draw this out, to make Hayley really beg. Now, wasn’t the time though.

  Jenna sucked on Hayley’s sensitive bundle of nerves, flicking her tongue over it before circling her, adding more pressure with each swirl of her tongue. Hayley’s grip strengthened, her breathing ragged.

  “Jenna,” Hayley panted. “Fuck. I’m so close.”

  Jenna lifted her head to glance up at Hayley, her head thrown back, her body glistening with a light layer of sweat.

  Jenna’s tongue moved a little faster as she made room for her hand, sliding two fingers inside of her, curling her fingers.

  It only took a few strokes for Hayley’s hips to buck against her. Hayley let out a long moan that made Jenna’s clit pulsate as Hayley’s fingers raked through her hair, her orgasm taking over her body, her hips rocking against Jenna, until she finally went limp, collapsing back onto the bed.

  “On my God,” Hayley said as she took a deep breath. Her hands covered her face, and Jenna took her time kissing her way back up her body. “That was amazing,” Hayley said, her voice husky as she pulled Jenna into a passionate, slow kiss.

  Jenna’s thigh rested between Hayley’s legs, and she could feel her juices coating her skin. Jenna stifled a moan as they continued to kiss.

  For their first time, their chemistry was off the charts, and right now, Jenna planned on taking advantage of that.

  Tomorrow… She didn’t have tomorrow figured out yet.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Hayley blinked, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. Jenna’s slow and steady breathing reminding her that she wasn’t in her own bed. She propped herself up, looking past Jenna to see the red digits on the alarm clock on her side of the bed. 5:27AM.

  She’d hardly gotten any sleep, but she knew she should get up, take a shower, and go for a quick run before she had her first lesson at 9:00AM. She also could do with leaving before Jenna woke up.

  Hayley let her eyes rest on Jenna. She was on her side, facing away from Hayley, her dark hair splayed across the pillow. The sheets had slipped down while they were sleeping, only half covering Jenna, and Hayley inhaled a shaky breath.

  Last night had been better than she could even have imagined, but that didn’t help Hayley right now. She didn’t know where to go from here. She wasn’t used to this, to falling into bed with someone that she hardly knew.

  She rolled onto her back, her hands over her head. A warm fluttering started somewhere deep within her, and Hayley didn’t know how to shake it. She couldn’t have feelings for this woman. Even if Jenna was interested in her, she was heading back to New York in a few weeks. It would never work.

  Hayley just had to figure out how to keep her emotions in check. This could be a really great way to spend the next few weeks. They had something. Conversation flowed easily between them, most of the time anyway, and last night proved that they had insane chemistry, but what was the point if it wasn’t going to continue?

  Hayley eased herself out of the bed, padding into the master bathroom to wash her face and freshen up. That had always been Hayley’s view. What was the point of a one-night stand or a vacation fling? Nothing was going to come of it, so why would you put yourself out there? But Hayley didn’t know how much of a choice she had here. She was falling for Jenna. Maybe she already had.

  She glanced over at Jenna as she came back into the bedroom, her eyes falling on her toned arms, remembering the way they’d wrapped around her, the way Hayley had raked her fingers through her silky hair.

  Okay. Maybe I have.

  But what did that mean? Hayley wanted to run, to leave without Jenna noticing, but she knew that didn’t exactly say that she cared. She didn’t really need to be awake until eight o’clock. She’d still have enough time to get ready and be down at the beach at nine.

  Hayley got back into bed again, reaching for the sheet as she delicately slid her arm around Jenna’s waist. Just as she was ready to drift off back to sleep, Jenna stirred next to her, rolling onto her back to meet Hayley’s eyes.

  “Morning,” Jenna said, her voice husky with sleep.

  A tingling sensation swept across Hayley’s skin. How was ‘morning Jenna’ even more sexy than ‘date Jenna?’

  “Hey,” Hayley whispered, placing a light kiss on Jenna’s shoulder. She’d done it without thinking, like it was a perfectly normal thing to do, but Hayley didn’t know how many more times she had to remind herself that this was not going to last, whatever this was.

  “I was going to ask you if last night really happened,” Jenna said as she turned to face Hayley, tucking her arm underneath her pillow, “But my muscles are aching right now, so... Unless it was the surfing?”

  “A combination of both, I’m sure.” Hayley swallowed as she met Jenna’s eyes. “I should probably get ready for work,” she said, clearing her throat as she darted her gaze away and threw back the covers.

  “Do you get up this early every day? I never hear you.”

  Hayley could feel Jenna’s eyes on hers as she scooped up her clothing as gracefully as she could and started to get dressed. “Yeah. I usually go for a run and then come back and get a quick bite to eat, grab my board... All before you’re even awake.”

  “That is the one thing that I could get used to,” Jenna said as she sat up, the sheets wrapped around her. “Lazy mornings. Before I came here, I couldn’t tell you the last time I woke up without an alarm clock.”

  “Even on the weekends?”

  “Every single day. If I wasn’t meeting a client, I was working on a case or meeting a potential client. Friday nights were great for business. After a few drinks, people love to tell you their sob stories, and a lot of times, that includes a marriage that’s breaking down.”

  Hayley zipped up her shorts and slid her feet into her sandals. “You wouldn’t, you know, try to convince someone that they should get a divorce, would you?”

  “No. I’d just leave them with my business card just in case.”

  Hayley nodded. “I better get going.” She stood there for a second, realizing that she wasn’t going to go for a run in her jean shorts and that she’d still need to go back to her room to get changed. She crossed the room, cupping Jenna’s cheek as she pulled her into a kiss that she’d only intended to be a quick, see you later kind of a kiss, but Jenna had other ideas.

  “Do you really have to go for a run?” Jenna asked between kisses. “I mean, I know you have to work for a body like that, so I’m all for running...” Jenna openly looked her up and down before tilting her head up to meet Hayley’s eyes and letting the sheet that was covering her chest fall. Jenna’s hand grabbed a fistful of Hayley’s tank top. “Would another hour in bed really do that much damage?”

  Hayley let Jenna pull her down on top of her. She swung her leg over Jenna who was leaning back against the headboard, a smug look on her face, her mussed hair falling across her shoulders, and Hayley didn’t think she’d ever seen anything so sexy.

  Hayley kissed her again, their lips crashing together in a hungry kiss, their tongues dueling, and Hayley k
new she was already soaking wet.

  Hayley sat in her lap, her forearms on Jenna’s shoulders as she broke the kiss to meet her eyes. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” Hayley whispered, once again, letting herself get lost in the moment and forgetting about the reality of this situation.

  Hayley didn’t wait for a response, afraid that she’d crossed into unknown territory, and covered Jenna’s lips with her own instead.

  Jenna’s hands were on her shorts, unbuttoning them and lowering the zipper. She slipped her hand inside her panties, groaning when she discovered how wet Hayley was.

  Hayley rocked her hips against Jenna’s hand, knowing it wouldn’t take much to make her come. Jenna’s other hand was on her ass, gripping her through her jean shorts, adding more pressure, urging her to grind against her hand as she pushed two fingers inside of Hayley.

  Hayley moaned into her neck, kissing Jenna’s soft skin as she moved with Jenna’s hand. Hayley’s breath hitched as Jenna added another finger.

  Jenna’s hand left her ass, pulling her tank top down, then her bra cups. Hayley’s breasts spilled out, and Jenna surged forward to take a nipple in her mouth, her tongue bringing them to life, hardening them in seconds as Hayley arched into her.

  Jenna moved to her other breast, and Hayley could feel her orgasm building, her thighs quivering as Jenna’s fingers continued to thrust in and out, her palm slapping up against her clit with each short stroke.

  “Right there,” Hayley moaned. “I’m gonna-” She clutched Jenna’s shoulders as she rolled her hips, grinding out her orgasm, a low moan escaping her lips as she rubbed her clit against Jenna’s palm, her body shaking as she came, harder and faster than she had last night. “Fuuckk,” Hayley groaned, slumping against Jenna.

  Jenna held her hand there while she recovered, and Hayley softly kissed Jenna’s neck, up to her jawline, and Jenna turned, kissing her as she slowly removed her fingers.