Avery petted her tenderly. “Have I told you I love you in the last five minutes?”
“Nope. But you can catch up later. Right now, I’ve got work to do.” With a hungry smile on her face, she slid back down the bed to sink to the floor. Then she gently but firmly burrowed between Avery’s legs, finally placing them just where she wanted them—draped over her shoulders. “I’m going to be spending a lot of time down here,” she said, her voice having taken on a sexy, rough purr. “I hope you like this half as much as I’m going to.”
Avery was afraid to look, terrified that the reality wouldn’t meet Casey’s expectations. Her body had recovered, for the most part, but it didn’t look or feel exactly the same, and she was still having trouble getting used to the new geography.
Casey’s fingers slid down her inner thigh as she softly said, “We’re having fun here, Avery. This isn’t the baby exit any more, so you can relax. This is our playground now.”
She said the words with a straight face, but they sounded so silly to Avery that she allowed herself to relax a little. “I’m trying,” she said, hearing that her voice was still tight. “It just used to look different, and it feels slightly alien to me.”
“Since this is the first time I get to take a good look, it seems like it always was—beautiful,” Casey said, smiling up at her. “And since I can get a lot closer, shouldn’t my vote count for more? I mean, you wouldn’t judge art from across the room, would you? You’d get up right next to it.” She pressed her mouth right into the center of Avery’s sex, then gently moved her tongue, letting out such a satisfied purr that even Avery had to smile. Casey lifted her head, and with an expression on her face that made her seem drunk, asked, “Have I mentioned how turned on it makes me to go down on a woman? Especially a woman I love?”
“I love you too,” Avery sighed, feeling tears sting her eyes again. “I’m sorry I’m so emotional and insecure. It’s…”
“Don’t apologize,” Casey murmured. “Your body’s been through an awful lot in the last two years.” She smiled again, with their gazes locked together. “But look at what it’s accomplished. This body created a human being. One little cell from you made that fantastic child we’re going to raise. Think about that,” she said, her voice growing stronger. “No. Really think about it.” She grasped her thighs and held on tightly. “Your body did something awesome, and now it deserves lots of pleasure to reward it for the work it’s done. It’s payback time,” she added, laughing a little.
“I understand that logically, but I’m having a hard time forgetting about the changes.”
“Okay. You think your body has a few minor dings. Should a few dents or scapes stop me from wanting to jump into what looks to me like a brand new Lamborghini? None of the changes you see are going to affect my enjoyment, and I don’t think you should let them change the way you think about your body, either. Concentrate on the miracle you’ve performed, Avery. Moms are superheroes,” she said, with her grin making Avery’s eyes fill with tears again.
Avery ran her hand over Casey’s hair, letting her fingers trail down to rub along the nape of her neck, her favorite spot. “Will you always try so hard to make me feel pretty?”
“I will always try,” she said, with her own eyes looking a little watery. “If you could see yourself like I do, you’d…” She let out a laugh. “You’d toss me aside so you could date yourself.” Laughing again, she added, “That didn’t wind up where I thought it would, but the meaning’s perfect. I think you’re fantastic in every way.”
“How about coming up here to kiss me again? I’ve lost a little steam.”
“You ask, you get,” she said, climbing onto the bed again to lie next to Avery. “I’m being totally sincere,” she said, her dark eyes filled with emotion. “I’m in awe of your body and its strength. But it’s also super sexy, and that’s the part that’s on my mind right now. I can’t wait to dive back in.”
“Come here,” Avery said, grasping her by the shoulders to pull her onto her body. “Crank me up again, you silver-tongued romantic.”
“First time I’ve been called that,” Casey said, smiling warmly. “But I like it.” She placed her hands on Avery’s arms and pushed her firmly against the bed, holding her tightly while she began to kiss her, the intensity climbing with every beat of her heart. They went back and forth for what seemed like a long time, with Avery finally squirming under the kisses that rained down on her, feeling in her soul just how much Casey wanted her. She wasn’t sure if she pushed her down, or if Casey went on her own, but her legs were once again over Casey’s shoulders, and that silky mouth was loving her full-tilt. It might have been seconds, and it might have been minutes, but Casey figured her out with little trouble. As the tip of her tongue hit the exact spot that Avery was thrilled to learn still sent her soaring, she closed her legs around Casey, trapping her as spasms unexpectedly began to wrack her body. She felt like she was tumbling over a cliff to explode with pleasure that thrummed within her for long seconds, pulsing through every muscle.
“Good god,” she murmured, struggling to catch her breath. Then Casey gently nuzzled a little more, but Avery grasped her shoulders and squeezed. “Time out,” she said, with her voice rising in pitch. “Need a second to catch my breath.”
“You know what I’ve got?” Casey asked, looking up. Her hair was a tangled mess, and she appeared a little drunk, but her smile was full and rich.
“What do you have?”
“All day,” she said as she rested her cheek against Avery’s thigh, looking perfectly sated. “We’re going to stay right here until we have to go pick up our baby.” She lifted her head again, grinning. “See how easy I slid into parenthood? I didn’t have to do a thing to get her, but I’m claiming Lisbet as my own.”
“We’re all claiming each other,” Avery said, tears once against filling her eyes. “I’m yours. Lisbet’s yours. And you’re ours.”
“I’ve never wanted to be a part of something more,” she said. Gently, she climbed up to take Avery in her arms, holding on tight. “We’re all over the place, aren’t we? Laughing, crying… I’ve been all over the map.”
“You haven’t been everywhere,” Avery said, tickling just under her ear. “The minute I can move again, I’m taking you to orgasm-town.”
Casey laughed at that, continuing to chuckle for a few seconds. “I’ve been there before, but I’m always ready to go back. It’s one of my favorite places.”
“Get ready to rock,” Avery said, nuzzling against Casey’s chest as she felt her eyelids begin to get heavy. “Any minute now…”
***
Since Casey had worked a full day, had supervised Baby Brewers, then had been all over the emotional roller coaster with Avery, she should have been tired. But she wasn’t. Not at all. In fact, she was buzzing with energy. She kissed Avery’s temple and scooted over to share her pillow, needing to be as close as possible.
Smiling to herself, she had to admit that they were going to be quite a trio. Lisbet had an almost unquenchable desire to be held and cuddled, and Casey was afraid she was going to be just as thirsty for affection. It had been too long since she’d had a connection anywhere near this intense, and she realized it would take some time to adjust to it. But she knew they’d figure it all out. You couldn’t have too much love.
Looking at Avery, so innocent-looking in sleep, made Casey’s heart beat heavily in her chest. She was going to need every bit of her heart to love the Nichols girls like they deserved, and she pledged to never give less than that.
Avery stirred, then her eyes blinked open as a slow smile curled her lips. “I thought we were going to orgasm-town. Did the train derail?”
“It took a detour to sleepy-town,” Casey said. She slipped an arm under Avery’s head and tumbled her into an embrace. “Did you have a nice nap?”
“Uh-huh.” She shivered as she stretched out. “I used to be the queen of the power-nap, but I’ve had to drop those from my schedule.”
/> “Well, from now on we can tag-team Lisbet, at least on the weekends. Or we can nap when she does and work to catch up on things later. We have options,” she insisted, cuddling Avery close.
“Options,” she sighed. “I’ve missed options.” She pulled away from Casey’s hold and sat up a little to rest on a forearm. “Speaking of options, you’re officially out of them. The train to orgasm-town’s ready to leave the station.”
Casey laughed. “I don’t think I can concentrate on revving back up if I think of being on a train headed for orgasm-town.” She stuck her hand out and waggled it. “Kind of not the sexiest image I’ve ever heard.” Smiling at Avery, she added, “As a writer, I thought you’d be the silver-tongued one.”
“I can get there,” she said, acting much more confident than she did when she was on the receiving end. “Just put yourself in my hands.”
Casey took Avery’s free hand and slapped it onto her belly. “Done.”
“I love playing with you,” Avery sighed, settling down to rest her head on Casey’s shoulder. “I just knew sex with you would be fun.”
“Well, if it’s drudgery, you’re not doing it right.”
Avery elbowed her gently. “You know what I mean. You’re good at finding the fun parts of things. You’re a serious adult, but you’re also playful. That’s a super nice pairing.”
“I’m just being myself. It’s not all that hard.”
“I know,” Avery said, scooting even closer. “I love the fact that you’re just you. You aren’t doing handstands to make sure people like you.”
“I can’t do a handstand.” She thought for a moment. “At least, I don’t think I can. But now I want to try.” She started to get up, but Avery held her still.
“Not so fast. I’ve hardly had a taste of you. It’s my turn to make you happy.”
“Aww…” Casey looked at her shining blue eyes, seeing how perfectly content she looked. “I don’t know if you can make me happier than you did when you told me you loved me.” She chuckled softly. “After your dramatic threat to eat ramen noodles in a cold-water flat, that is.” She cocked her head. “Is it just me, or was that a weird threat?”
“Don’t make fun of me,” Avery pouted. “I was heartsick.” She moved her hand across Casey’s stomach, inching up under her shirt to reach her bra and slide her finger under the band. “But I’m feeling much, much better now. Actually, I’m bursting with happiness.”
“I am too. This is right where I’ve wanted to be for a very long time.”
“It’s after eight,” Avery said, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. “We’ve only got…what? Twenty hours or so until we have to pick up the baby? Time to get busy.” She laughed when she wrapped her arms around Casey and pulled her close. Their noses were almost touching when she said, “I love you so much.”
“So much,” Casey echoed.
“Kiss me,” Avery whispered. “I need your lips.” She shifted again to get into a better position, then lavished kisses upon Casey’s lips, with each a little softer, a little sweeter. She was clearly starting off slowly and gently, making Casey feel her love as well as the depths of her caring.
They kissed for the longest time, still learning the intricacies of each other’s response. Casey was sure she’d never tire of this, opening herself to the subtle variations in the way Avery teased her. She was gliding along on a river of sensation, deeply enjoying the ride, when Avery climbed on top of her. She looked down at Casey for a moment, eyes bright with desire. “I think some of my nerve endings are waking up,” she said, smiling. “Mind if I check by rubbing myself all over you?”
“Give me a second to take my clothes off. If you’re going to rub against anything, I want it to be skin.”
They worked together, unbuttoning, then unfastening her shorts. They and her bikinis were tossed aside so Avery could sit on her lap. “I know just what I want to do to this temple of perfection,” she said, sounding so sexy that Casey was covered in goosebumps in a matter of seconds.
“Whatever it is, you have my permission.”
She pushed Casey to the bed, then sat back on her haunches to finally take off her shirt, leaving her with just a dark blue bra covering her luscious, ripe breasts. Casey was sure her mouth was open, but she was equally sure she wasn’t able to speak. The thought of having the breasts of her dreams to play with for the rest of her life was making her feel a little dizzy.
Avery’s mouth quirked into a smile as she stretched out along Casey’s body, then lowered herself to move gently against her. “Leaving our bras on might work,” she said. “I can ease into this.”
“Perfect,” Casey murmured as Avery’s breasts brushed against her own. “You can do that for a very long time.”
“I like it too,” she said, with her eyes closing as she continued to move. Casey was glad she’d let her be in charge, since she wouldn’t have moved as delicately as Avery did. But the sensation was kind of perfect, with the fabric from Avery’s bra providing just enough friction to make her nipples as hard as rocks.
“This is going to be my favorite way to play with your breasts,” Avery said, her voice barely a sigh. “Hands are nice, but breast on breast is much better.”
As she continued to move, Casey’s excitement grew to a fever pitch. It wasn’t even the actual sensation, although that was fantastic. It was the sultry expression on Avery’s face that made her clit throb, and that made her even more certain about how well they were matched. When your body reacted this strongly to another woman’s face, you’d found the perfect partner.
Avery’s arms were getting tired, given they’d started to shake, but she was clearly getting off on taking some pleasure for herself. While she was obviously trying to please Casey, she was sure she was focusing inward at the moment, trying to reclaim her breasts for adult pleasure.
Even though Casey was about to squirm off the bed, she put her hands on Avery’s ass and started to knead the skin, speaking softly as her hands took over. “I’m so turned on I’m about to cry,” she murmured. “But you look so damned sexy I don’t want you to stop. Nothing turns me on as much as watching my partner get into a groove.”
“Oh, I’m in a groove,” Avery murmured, with her eyes closed tightly. “It’s not exactly the same as it used to be… But it’s damn good.”
Casey couldn’t resist the lure, and she slid her hand around to gently circle Avery’s sex. “Can I…?” she asked, slipping her fingers inside, only to hear Avery let out a soft gasp.
“Ooo. I didn’t know that was coming…”
Casey’s eyes shot open. “You don’t…?”
“I used to love it. But I’ve been worried about exploring down there.” A determined expression covered her face, making her look very serious. “Let’s see if I still like it.”
“Are you sure? This isn’t mandatory for me.”
“No, I want to,” Avery said. “I need to reclaim a lot of spots I’ve been ignoring. Letting you remind me of how much I used to like this is perfect.”
“I’ll go slow,” Casey soothed. “I’ll be so gentle you won’t know I’m even moving…” She gazed into Avery’s eyes, searching them for any signs of discomfort. “How’s that?”
“You’re in?”
Casey laughed. “If I were a guy, I’d lose my boner. I’m definitely in. Feels good?”
“It certainly doesn’t hurt, which is what I’ve been worried about.”
“I think our goal should be a little higher than not painful. How about this?” she asked, moving slowly and delicately, gently teasing around the opening.
“Ooo. That’s better than good. If my arms don’t fall off, I could get somewhere fast if you keep that up…”
Taking that as a challenge, Casey moved her other hand between their bodies. Her wrist was in a seriously uncomfortable position, but she barely noticed. Arousal must have been a great pain reliever, because the discomfort disappeared by the time her fingers slid across Avery’s heated sex.
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br /> “Oh, Jesus,” she groaned, sucking in a deep, ragged breath. “Keep that up. Perfect.”
Casey watched her carefully, mesmerized by the expression on her face. It was a cross between intense concentration and pure bliss, and she tried hard to lock the image away in her memory bank.
“I’m so close.”
“I’m right with you. Feel my fingers touching every part of you. Let the sensation take over.”
Her flesh began to contract around Casey’s hand, and as soon as she started to spasm Avery’s arms gave way, dropping her flat onto Casey’s body with a slap.
“Whoa!” Casey yelped, having to catch her breath. “We were on the verge of an injury timeout there.”
Avery tilted her head to meet her eyes. Her hair was everywhere, gaze unfocused, but her smile was luminous. “God, I’ve missed having sex with someone who cares for me.”
“You’ve never had sex with anyone who cares for you as much as I do,” Casey said, rolling them onto their sides and dipping her head to kiss her with all of the emotion she could summon.
Avery stroked her cheek tenderly when they broke apart, their faces still so close she could see each individual eyelash. “I’m not normally so greedy,” she said, with a bright smile lighting up her face. “But I’m feeling like I did when I was in puberty, and I can’t wait to try everything.” With a gleam in her eye, she pushed Casey onto her back, then lay on top of her. “My power nap must have been rejuvenating, because I can’t wait to try something I’m very, very fond of.”
“I’m the last person who’s going to stop you.”
Avery’s expression was playful, almost giddy. “I’m just going to slow down and make sure I’ve tasted everything that’s caught my eye over the last year.” She reached behind and unhooked Casey bra, sliding it down her arms to gaze at her with rabid interest. Then their eyes met as she scooted down to devote some attention to a nipple now so hard it ached.
Casey put a hand to the back of her head, gently encouraging her. “I’m not overly sensitive,” she murmured, tingling with sensation. “You can do whatever you want.”
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