Her tongue slid through Riley’s wetness one more time before she circled Riley’s clit. She sucked it into her mouth while both of her hands moved to Riley’s breasts, squeezing them softly a few times. Then, she squeezed them harder, tweaked Riley’s nipples, loving how hard they felt, and squeezed the woman’s breasts again. Riley’s hips were lifting and falling back with every movement of Kinsley’s tongue. Kinsley wanted this to last forever. Riley’s hand pressed the back of her head down further before it tugged at Kinsley’s hair enough to lift her head.
“Are you–” Kinsley started to ask when she opened her eyes to look up at Riley.
“Come here,” the woman ordered with impossibly dark eyes.
Riley slid all the way up onto the bed. Kinsley joined her, but stopped with her head between Riley’s legs, choosing to suck her back into her mouth again. Kinsley wanted to make her come this way, but she also loved touching Riley like this. Her mouth was on Riley’s most intimate body part. There was something so unbelievably remarkable about that to her, that she wasn’t ready to stop yet. Before she knew it, though, Riley had used her hips to flip them over. Kinsley was now on her back. Riley’s center was above her face. She smiled at what Riley had just done before her mouth went back to work. Riley’s hips rolled above her while Kinsley held onto them with both hands, encouraging them along. Her tongue slid lower to the woman’s entrance. She slid inside, earned a gasp, and repeated the action. When she pressed her tongue to Riley’s clit, Riley moved faster. Kinsley knew what was coming next. Riley reached forward and pressed both hands to the headboard. She gripped the edge of the wood and rocked her hips quickly while Kinsley kept her tongue in place. Riley’s loud moans caused Kinsley to lower one of her hands to her own center, slide under her jeans and panties, and touch there. She couldn’t stop herself. Her clit was throbbing too much for her to be able to withstand it any further without contact. She moaned, unable to stop herself, as Riley came above her. Her own strokes on her clit were faster, needier. Riley’s rocking slowed. Her hands moved from the headboard, and she sat back enough to stare down at Kinsley. That was when she realized what Kinsley was doing.
Her eyes went wide. She turned her head and watched Kinsley’s hand moving fast beneath her jeans. She turned back to look down at Kinsley’s face while, at the same time, she slid her hand on top of Kinsley’s. Kinsley stopped her touches. She was so close. She needed to come. Her hips lifted up when Riley’s hand moved her own out of the way and stroked her instead. Kinsley was staring up at Riley’s perfect sex, coated in arousal, while Riley touched her. Kinsley lifted her head enough to lick Riley once, indicating her intentions. Riley twitched as she stared down at her, but she lowered herself. Kinsley moaned as she sucked her back into her mouth. Riley moaned, too. Then, Kinsley came. It was a thunderous crash of sensation. Riley’s clit was still swollen and hard, needy for another orgasm, and she tasted so damn good. Kinsley’s clit was swollen and hard, too, enjoying the release of coaxing fingers as her hips rose and fell in rapid succession.
When she came down fully, Riley’s hand remained. She continued to stroke Kinsley softly as Kinsley brought her to another orgasm. When she came down, Riley moved off the bed entirely. She stood at the end of it, slightly wobbly from what Kinsley could tell. Of course, that could have just been her own labored breathing and blurry vision making it appear that way. Riley yanked Kinsley’s jeans and panties off her legs while Kinsley removed her bra. Within seconds, she was naked. Riley slid back on top of her and wasted no time.
“God,” Kinsley gasped as Riley thrust two fingers inside her.
Riley moved her hips as she moved her fingers. Kinsley closed her eyes to fully take in the sensations of being filled by this woman. Riley’s thumb flicked her clit occasionally. It was a perfect combination. It didn’t take long for Kinsley to feel the building orgasm deep in her gut as Riley’s fingers curled, straightened, and pushed deep inside to take her over the edge.
“We’re doing that again,” Riley said moments later as she pulled out, hovered over Kinsley, and kissed her. “And again, and again.”
“I thought I was a top,” Kinsley teased.
“I am not a–” Riley smiled down at her and rolled her own eyes. “Okay. I guess I am.” She kissed Kinsley’s lips. “Is that a problem?” she asked with a lifted eyebrow.
“Not a problem at all,” Kinsley replied as her hand slid between Riley’s legs.
Riley reacted by sitting up and straddling her. When Kinsley moved her fingers to her entrance and slid inside her, Riley rocked forward and lifted to allow her better access.
“I think I need to change those dinner reservations,” Riley said as she rocked.
CHAPTER 21
“This is much better than some fancy restaurant,” Riley said as she and Kinsley sat facing one another, naked on her kitchen island. “Couldn’t eat naked there.”
“We could have. We just would have gotten arrested,” Kinsley replied.
They each had a bowl of something Kinsley had thrown together at the last minute when they’d decided they were definitely not making their dinner reservation. It was after eleven when they’d finally made their way downstairs. Kinsley had cooked while Riley had watched. They still had yet to put on clothing, which was fine by Riley. Kinsley looked good in clothing, but she was sexy without anything on. Her hair was down and completely mussed. Her eyes were practically glowing in the way that told Riley she was happy. Riley was happy, too. They explored one another for hours. They’d probably do more of that later, too, and likely, wouldn’t get much sleep. Riley would gladly stay up all night making love to Kinsley James. She’d also stay up all night just talking to her.
She realized in Dallas that she missed that the most. She missed talking to Kinsley, sharing coffee with her while they ate bagels at her office and talked about work. When Elena had tried to get her back, not once but repeatedly, while Riley had been there to help Margie, she’d wanted to call Kinsley and tell her what had happened. She’d wanted to tell her then that Elena wanted her back, but she had said no. She wanted to tell Kinsley then that she wanted her and only her. But she knew the woman well enough by now. She knew she needed to tell Kinsley in person. When she caught that early flight back to Tahoe, all she could think about was what Kinsley would say. Would she continue pushing her away? Would she be so angry that she’d just left that day that she wouldn’t even hear her out? She bought coffee and bagels to help remind Kinsley what she’d done before in an attempt to spend time with her. She hadn’t expected Kinsley to ask her out, but she was glad she had. She also hadn’t expected them to just jump into bed. But, God, Kinsley had looked good when she’d opened that door.
“Sorry about that canvas print I may have knocked over. Is it ruined?” Riley asked, setting her bowl down between them.
“I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t care right now. You’re eating dinner naked on my counter, Riley. I have priorities,” she said with a smile.
“Are you almost done over there?” Riley asked, pointing at Kinsley’s bowl.
“Yes. Why?” Kinsley lifted an eyebrow at her. “You don’t expect me to have sex on this thing, do you?”
Riley laughed and answered, “No. But I would like it if we could go back upstairs and outside just like this. You could wrap your arms around me, and we could bundle in a blanket and just talk for a while.”
Kinsley nodded with a smile and said, “That’s a great idea. My body could use a break.”
“Break?”
“Riley, I haven’t had that many orgasms in a long time.”
“Long time?” Riley teased.
“Maybe ever; I don’t know. I don’t normally keep track,” Kinsley said as she slid off the island and stood in front of it, leaving her bowl in her place.
Riley turned and spread her legs. Kinsley’s eyes went between them on instinct before they lifted to meet Riley’s smirking face.
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Kinsley wrapped her arms around Riley’s back and pulled her closer to herself. Riley’s went around her neck, and they just stayed there, staring at one another, sharing short kisses, and enjoying this night, because it was the most important night both of them had ever experienced. Riley knew this was the night her entire life changed. She had been in love before. She had been in long relationships before. But she had never felt this complete before.
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“James, why is there a button on your floor?” Morgan asked as she bent to pick up the small circular object that immediately made Kinsley blush.
“Must have fallen off or something,” Kinsley replied and stole the button from Morgan, tucking it into her pocket as they made their way further inside the house.
“When is the future Mrs. James joining us?” Morgan asked when they entered the kitchen.
“What? Why are you–” She dropped the grocery bag on the island. “What made you think of Riley just now?”
Kinsley was thinking of Riley, too. She was thinking of the sex they’d had on this island the previous Sunday morning.
“What made you think I was talking about Riley when I said future Mrs. James? I could have meant anyone joining this little party you’re having,” Morgan said with a wink as she pulled items out of the grocery bag she’d carried in. “I guess Saturday night went well?”
“It went very well, yes,” Kinsley said.
“Your face is, like, burgundy now, James. You’re blushing that much. Something you want to share with the best friend? Juicy details, perhaps?”
Morgan stopped unloading to meet Kinsley’s eye. Kinsley folded the reusable grocery bag she’d just emptied and tossed it on top of the other counter.
“No juicy details,” Kinsley replied. “But it was an amazing first date.”
“That’s great, James.” Morgan smiled at her and finished emptying the bag. “But, were there no juicy details because there was nothing to have juicy details about, or no juicy details because you just don’t want to tell me?”
“Objection,” Riley said as she entered the room.
“Hey, Riles,” Kinsley said with a chuckle. “I like that you’re a lawyer,” she added as Riley approached, carrying a paper bag in one hand and bottle of wine in the other.
“I like that you’re not the kind of girl that kisses and tells,” she said. “Hey, Morgan.” She turned to Morgan to greet her. Then, Riley’s eyes turned back to Kinsley. She dropped the bag and wine on the island and moved into her. “Are we at that stage where I can just walk into the room and kiss you now?”
“Still waiting on an answer to my question,” Morgan interrupted their moment.
“Hi,” Kinsley said and kissed her on the lips. “Morgan, do you want to, maybe, go start the grill?”
“No, I’m good.” Morgan stared at both of them. “You guys look good together.”
“She’s cute, isn’t she?” Riley asked as she turned around to face Morgan, pulled Kinsley’s arms around her waist, and leaned back into her.
Kinsley hadn’t known what to expect when she suggested this party to her friends and, obviously, invited Riley. They’d spent nearly every night together for the past week. Things between them were going so well. They’d talked about the fact that everyone knew that they’d gone on a few dates, but they hadn’t talked about how much touching they’d do with everyone present. This was better than she expected. Riley had no problem advertising that they were dating. Her arms moved on top of Kinsley’s, and she squeezed. Kinsley squeezed Riley’s middle at that before she lowered her head to Riley’s shoulder.
“Took you long enough to see that,” Morgan teased.
“We’re here,” Reese called from the foyer. “And I brought Remy and Ryan, too.”
“Also, her girlfriend,” Kellan added.
“You’re included by default.” Reese entered the kitchen with a bag, placing it on the counter. “You two look comfy,” she added as she pointed to Kinsley and Riley.
“When will we get to the default status?” Riley asked, turning her head to Kinsley slightly.
“I don’t know,” Kinsley replied, kissing her cheek.
“Now, it seems like.” Kellan entered. “Happy for you guys. Where do I put the burgers I’m carrying?”
“I can take them and start the grill,” Ryan offered after entering with Remy.
“I’m grilling,” Morgan said, taking the bag from Kellan. “You can assist,” she added to Ryan.
“Go on out. I’ll bring you a beer, babe,” Remy said and kissed his cheek.
“Happy to be the assistant, but don’t overcook my burger, Morgan.”
Ryan and Morgan went out to the backyard, where Kinsley had set everything up for them to enjoy a leisurely lunch and then head down to the pebbled beach and play in the water. They hadn’t had a fun day like this in a long time. Everyone had gotten so busy recently. Remy and Ryan had been occupied with redoing their house. Reese and Kellan had been building up Kellan’s vet clinic. Reese was also doing a trial for a disorder she’d only recently shared with everyone. Morgan was trying to expand the family business while also trying to meet someone. Kinsley had noticed now that the members of their group were starting to finally pair off. Morgan, more than ever, seemed interested in finding a partner of her own. Even Kinsley had thought of doing the same thing once Kellan and Reese met and started dating.
“What can I do?” Riley turned in Kinsley’s arms. “I brought the chips and stuff you asked for. Want me to pull it all out?”
“Sure. We’ll get everything together and take it outside,” Kinsley replied.
They all worked to get their meal put together before they moved out to the table Kinsley had ready for the dishes, bottles, and bags. Kinsley sat next to Riley. Reese sat next to Kellan, across from them. Morgan was on the end of the table in a chair while Remy and Ryan were at that end across from one another. As they talked and ate, Riley’s hand occasionally ended up on Kinsley’s thigh. Kinsley was happy she’d chosen to put a table cloth over the picnic table, because Riley’s hand had gotten greedier with each touch. One moment it was close to her knee. The next, it was on the inside of her thigh, near her center. The final time she did it, her pinky finger reached to stroke Kinsley through her jeans. Kinsley nearly jerked but managed to keep herself together. Her body was thrumming. She’d been fine before Riley had arrived. They’d made love that previous night. She’d been sated. Now, all she could think about was how much she wanted Riley to continue to stroke her. She couldn’t stop thinking about how much she wanted to touch her in return.
“Can we clean up later, James? I’m ready to go toss the ball around. I also brought a couple of kayaks from the rental shack, in case anyone wants to go out on the water,” Morgan said.
“I didn’t bring my suit,” Riley said and stroked Kinsley softly again.
“You can borrow one of mine. We’re about the same size,” Kinsley replied. “I’ll get it for you.”
“Okay,” Riley replied.
They both knew they weren’t just going up to grab their suits. Kinsley didn’t even care if anyone else knew; she just wanted Riley alone. They walked inside the house slowly, patiently. As soon as they were out of eyeshot, Riley smirked at her and rushed to the staircase. Kinsley followed close behind. The moment the bedroom door was closed behind them, Riley’s lips were on hers.
“We don’t have long,” Kinsley said as Riley’s lips met her throat.
Kinsley practically tossed Riley onto the bed at the same time Riley was trying to undo her jeans. They worked together to get them off. Moments later, Kinsley was on top of her, stroking between her thighs.
“Yes,” Riley muttered. Kinsley felt the vibrations against her lips as they traveled along Riley’s skin. “Inside.”
Kinsley lowered her fingers, slid them inside, and thrust. She used her hips to push deep inside Riley. She moved fast, not wanting to give them away by taking too long. Luckily, Riley had come
quickly nearly every time they’d done this. The one time she’d taken a while had been by Kinsley’s design. A few more thrusts, and Riley was coming around her fingers. Her muscles clenched, inviting Kinsley even further inside. Kinsley used her thumb to stroke Riley’s hard clit as she rode out her orgasm. She came again, or maybe it was one orgasm but a very long one; Kinsley didn’t know. She didn’t have time to ask, because Riley had flipped them over, tossed her t-shirt aside, removed her own bra, and managed to undo Kinsley’s jeans all within what felt like seconds. She let Kinsley pull out of her and slid her own hand to Kinsley’s needy clit.
“You were torturing me downstairs,” Kinsley said as her hips lifted.
“You didn’t exactly push my hand away.”
Riley stroked her harder. Kinsley came almost immediately. She needed that release more than she needed air. She stared up at Riley, who’d managed to get completely naked while Kinsley was still fully dress. Kinsley kissed her softly. Her hand went to the back of Riley’s neck, and she pulled the woman down closer.
“Stay tonight,” Kinsley said.
“Happily,” Riley replied.
CHAPTER 22
“Kinsley, that’s your phone,” Riley muttered against Kinsley’s chest the following morning. “Babe, your phone is ringing.”
“What?” Kinsley opened her tired eyes, turned her head to the table to see that it was past eight in the morning, and reached for her phone. “We overslept.”
“Shit.” Riley shot up immediately. “I turned off the alarm yesterday, when we decided to go into the office later. I forgot to reset it.”
“Hello?” Kinsley said into her phone as she sat up. “Hey, Courtney.”
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