She moved into her position, resting her center tightly against Keira’s, creating a moan from deep inside Keira’s needy body and a gasp from Emma as their eyes met. Emma didn’t move for a moment. Keira wondered if the intimate contact caused something to change, but then Emma’s arms that were holding her above Keira tensed completely. Emma rolled into her. At first, it was hesitant as she watched Keira beneath her. But when Keira offered no objection and, in fact, gripped Emma’s ass again briefly to offer permission before moving her hands to cup Emma’s breasts – which she’d been dying to touch, Emma drove down hard once.
“Yes,” Keira breathed out and cupped Emma’s breasts harder. She worried for a second that she might hurt the woman above her, but Emma seemed to enjoy it. She lessened her grip as Emma reached with one hand between their legs. She thought Emma would touch her then; that she would slide inside her with ease. Keira would finally get the relief she’d been seeking since the moment she met Emma Colton. But Emma did something else instead. It was something Keira had never done with another woman. Because they were just about the same height, their bodies lined up perfectly, which only enhanced Keira’s pleasure. Emma wanted even more contact between them. She reached down and into Keira’s slickness for a moment. Keira longed for more when she felt two fingers slide between her folds. Emma gasped out at the contact. She parted Keira’s sex to settle further into her, then reached to her own flesh and did the same.
“God,” Emma let out when their clits connected.
Keira felt an intimacy she’d never felt before. Emma moved against her again. She could feel Emma everywhere now. She’d been hard and swollen before this connection, but she was certain she’d never been more turned on in her life than when she watched Emma rock above her, slow at first and then faster and faster until her eyes closed. Keira wondered if she was about to come. She helped things along by gripping Emma’s tense ass once more and lifting her hips up and into Emma. She captured Emma’s lips in a heated kiss, immediately sliding her tongue into Emma’s mouth, which Emma took and sucked on in rhythm to her hip movement, causing Keira to nearly explode herself. She’d never screamed a woman’s name in bed before, but she was about to do it now. She’d spoken to a deity or two, but she’d never yelled a woman’s name when she was about to come.
“Emma,” Keira screamed.
“It’s okay.”
Emma seemed to know what was happening. She encouraged Keira as she used one hand to toy with her nipple while somehow managing to keep herself up with just one arm, firmly planted next to Keira’s head.
“Oh–” Keira stopped as the sensation of a thumb and forefinger lightly twisting her nipple hit her hard.
“It’s okay,” Emma repeated and rocked faster.
The intense speed would have been enough, but the pressure of how hard Emma was pressing their clits together was what pushed her over the edge. Keira screamed Emma’s name again before calling back to those deities, and her clit exploded in pleasure.
“Oh, my God! Oh, my God,” she yelled as Emma began to come above her, causing her to tumble over again.
Emma’s orgasm caused her muscles to jerk uncontrollably into Keira’s body. With their centers still connected, Keira hadn’t even had time to fully come down before the second orgasm overtook her. She forced her eyes open the moment she could and watched Emma’s breasts bounce and her hips jerk while she took what she needed from Keira’s body. Keira gripped Emma’s hips to help her stay in place. She wanted her to ride out the orgasm to the very last second and worried Emma’s jerking would cause her to lose the contact she needed. Instead of falling on top of Keira when the jerking finally subsided, Emma sat up and straddled Keira.
“I think I need that other word now.”
Keira watched sweat drip down the sides of Emma’s face, and a few droplets fell between her breasts. She could barely move. Her body was spent and sated, or so she thought until she saw that sweat that was the product of Emma writhing on top of her.
“Jesus!” Keira sat up and licked between two full breasts, taking one into a hand and squeezing.
“Oh,” Emma let out when Keira’s mouth sucked the other nipple into her mouth. “Other word, please.” She laughed but stopped the moment Keira’s tongue flicked it back and forth and then bit down lightly with eager teeth. She let it go with a pop and moved to the other nipple while moving one hand to Emma’s hip to hold her in place as she seemed to be a bit wobbly on her knees. She used the other hand to slide between their bodies. “I can’t go–”
Keira’s fingers slid between her folds; still wet and swollen with arousal. She didn’t stay though, knowing Emma’s clit was likely much too sensitive for her touch. She moved her fingers lower and slid inside Emma with ease. Emma nearly fell over at the movement, but Keira held her firmly in place.
“Yes, you can,” she encouraged. “I want to touch you.”
Her lips met Emma’s neck as Emma began moving around her fingers. Keira felt new wetness join what was already there when Emma’s hips began to move in a circular pattern. She leaned back, still holding Emma up, but watching instead of acting. Her eyes were on Emma’s center and hips, and she could no longer hold herself up. She lowered herself and watched Emma take her pleasure around her fingers while her body slowly moved before her speed increased. Keira could only watch. Her body was delightfully paralyzed while the sexiest woman she’d ever seen moved against her. She flattened her palm, and Emma gasped as she was forced just a little more into Keira’s hand. Keira reveled in the wetness that claimed her palm and the swollen clit that sought it for release. Her own hips finally understood that they could help Emma and rose and fell in time with Emma’s now hard and fast thrusts. Keira curled her fingers inside just as Emma rocked forward against her palm. She did it again and again until she felt it: Emma’s muscles clenched tightly around her fingers, and she rocked even faster, even harder.
“Yes,” she yelled. “Kei–” The orgasm ripped through her before she could get out Keira’s full name.
All Keira heard was Key. No lover had ever called her Key. Michelle had created the nickname. Kevin continued it but used it sparingly. Emma hadn’t used it, technically. She’d just not been able to finish saying Keira. But as Keira watched, felt, smelled, tasted and heard Emma Colton come undone, she knew she’d have no problem with Emma calling her Key. Keira felt her nearly come down before she leaned back up and kissed the skin between Emma’s breasts again. New, sexy sweat had surfaced. Keira wanted to taste it again. She wanted to taste all of Emma. But she knew she’d have to wait, because just as her tongue flicked out to take what she wanted, Emma fell into her. Keira fell back against the mattress to allow Emma to crash down on top of her. Keira’s fingers remained inside, not moving. She felt small muscle spasms every so often, and both felt and heard the heavy breathing in her ear as Emma pressed her face into her neck. After several minutes of listening to Emma and feeling her pressed against her body, she slid out of her and wrapped both arms around Emma’s form, squeezing her ever closer.
“That was…” she said as she stared up at Emma’s ceiling.
“Wow?” Emma asked.
They both laughed at their inability to find another descriptor until Emma grew silent and Keira joined her. She ran her fingers up and down Emma’s hot back, still a little sticky with the sweat from their heated lovemaking. Then, Emma lifted herself up and looked down on her.
“What?” Keira asked.
“Unbelievable, astonishing, unimaginably amazing?”
“What?” Keira repeated with a laugh.
“Other words that describe what that was; what I’m feeling right now,” she explained and leaned down for a slow, deep kiss that did nothing to quell the desire that had started to build again when Emma began those circles with her hips.
Keira’s body couldn’t stop. She’d been sated. She’d had back-to-back orgasms. That should have been enough, but it wasn’t. And this kiss, this remarkably soft and perfect
kiss only proved that she’d not had enough of Emma.
“Those are pretty good words,” Keira commented when the kiss ended naturally. She wrapped her arms around Emma’s back, moved them to her neck and then into her hair. “Is it wrong that I already want you again?” she added after a moment while staring up into Emma’s eyes.
“I don’t think it’s wrong, but I don’t think I can.”
Emma kissed her lightly on the lips and rolled off her. Keira rolled onto her side, facing Emma, and used her fingers to draw on Emma’s skin. She wasn’t drawing anything in particular. At first, it was just shapes. She made small circles around Emma’s belly button and then she drew lines across the now clammy yet still incredibly sexy skin. It wasn’t until she finished that her eyes grew large and she’d realized what she’d just done. She looked up to see that Emma’s eyes were closed in order to enjoy the sensations more. Keira gulped at how it had happened and how she hadn’t known it before that moment. She stared down at Emma’s closed eyes, apparently satisfied that Emma hadn’t recognized anything. She exhaled a long-held breath when she discovered how quickly it had happened and wondered if she was ready for it.
What had Keira done that caused the concern? With her finger dancing across Emma’s stomach, she hadn’t drawn random shapes near the end of her exploration. She’d drawn the letter I followed by a heart and concluded with the letter U.
CHAPTER 22
Emma’s eyes were closed. They’d been closed since Keira started playing with her stomach, using those long perfect fingers that made her feel like jelly after being inside her body, supplying her with a kind of pleasure she’d never experienced. Emma hadn’t planned on keeping her eyes closed, but then she felt something different than the small circles and long lines across her body. She felt one long line and two shorter ones appear to connect on the bottom and the top. The letter I, she reasoned. Her brain snapped to attention, realizing Keira was writing a message on her abdomen. She kept her eyes closed, wanting to hear the rest of the message with her skin and Keira’s light, almost ticklish touches. The next shape was a shape after all. It took her a moment to register because Keira stopped halfway through and then resumed with a matching half-circle before bringing her finger to its stopping point, connecting the two shapes near the top of where she’d started. Her heart began to pound, but she kept her eyes closed. Keira started another shape. It took only a few seconds, but in those seconds, Emma considered what she could write. She could write something like– no, she wasn’t writing anything like that. Keira wrote the letter U on her stomach. Then, she stopped. Keira had written I and then a heart and then the letter U. That couldn’t exactly be anything else than what Emma was thinking at that moment.
She couldn’t move. She didn’t know what to do. Keira hadn’t moved either. Her fingers had stopped, and she appeared to be still, despite the fact that Emma’s eyes remained closed. She didn’t want to give away that she’d noticed the meaning behind those touches if Keira didn’t accompany them with actual words. Maybe Keira was just testing it out, wanting to check Emma’s reaction. Emma didn’t know how to react. The last time a woman said those words to her, it was Eli. And those words from her mouth only rang hollow now. Before that, Hailey had been on the only one to say those words to her when they’d been two teenagers in love. None of her other girlfriends had ever uttered them to her. Technically, Keira hadn’t either, and that was okay. It was okay that she drew them on her skin. They were a couple now. They were crazy about each other. In the afterglow of sex, people often made grand declarations like this. So, it was okay. If Keira said it out loud though, Emma wasn’t sure if it would be okay. She didn’t know if she was ready for that.
When she felt Keira move, her eyes stayed closed. Instead of Keira rolling onto her back, like Emma figured was her next move, Keira mounted her. Emma’s eyes shot open when Keira straddled her and sat straight up. Emma caught her just in time to watch her take her slightly messy hair and moved it off her shoulders.
“I need you,” Keira stated and took Emma’s right hand, sliding it between them.
Emma gasped as she was called into action. Keira needed her. Emma slid two fingers inside Keira and immediately flattened her palm. She held onto Keira’s hip with her free hand while the woman rubbed against her hand. She reveled in the sensation of being inside her. Her fingers filled her. They fit.
She knew it had probably been a very long time since Keira had another woman inside her like this. She had no idea if Keira used anything inside when she took care of herself. Emma only knew that Keira was tight and amazing around her fingers, and that she seemed to be enjoying it as she rocked into Emma first from the kneeling position and then she lowered herself on top of Emma, using her arms to hold herself up, allowing Emma to actually pump her fingers in and out. Keira moaned and gasped, and then went silent for a moment. Emma thought she was coming, but Keira kept rocking and pressed harder against Emma’s hand as her lips met Emma’s and she kissed her in a way that rivaled all their other kisses. Emma’s wrist was starting to hurt, but she wasn’t stopping until Keira told her to. Because watching this, feeling this happen above her, with her, was more than she’d ever wanted. It was everything.
“You’re amazing,” she remarked softly when Keira pulled her lips away to breathe before crashing them back down into Emma’s neck.
“Oh. Oh,” Keira repeated as she rocked slowly but with great force into Emma’s hand. “Yes,” she gasped out the word and then fell onto Emma.
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Keira’s eyes opened. She was embarrassed. No, she was mortified. She was beyond mortified. Her cheeks warmed and reddened as she turned to see Emma underneath her, looking up at her now open eyes.
“Hi there,” Emma greeted with a smile.
“Hi,” Keira returned and closed her eyes briefly again. “I can’t believe I did that.”
“Fell asleep?” Emma asked her with a small chuckle and then reached up and moved Keira’s hair away to see her face.
“Fell asleep on top of you.” She opened her eyes. “Were you still–”
“Inside you? Yeah.” Emma laughed again. “I’ve got to say, that’s never happened to me before. I don’t know how I should take it.” She lifted an eyebrow.
“Oh, my God,” Keira exclaimed, lifted herself up and rolled off Emma’s body. “What time is it?” She looked to the window for an answer.
“About three,” Emma answered her.
Keira’s head snapped back around to her and noticed Emma was still naked. So was Keira, for that matter.
“I’ve been asleep on top of you for hours? Oh, my God! Why didn’t you move me?” Keira asked and sat up.
“Because you were asleep.” Emma sat up with her. “Get back down here.” She pulled Keira against her body, this time wrapping her arm around Keira and encouraging Keira’s head to her shoulder. “You were just lying there. I could feel your heartbeat slow down and your breathing went back to normal. I thought you’d roll over, but you didn’t. Then, I realized you’d fallen asleep.” She ran her hand up and down Keira’s back. “I had to kind of pull out of you, and I thought you’d wake, but you didn’t. So, I just let you sleep.”
“Have you slept at all?” Keira asked, not able to look her in the eye just yet.
“No, but I have been enjoying myself.”
“Em, I am so sorry. I–”
“Why are you sorry? If I wanted you to move, I could have woken you up. I liked where you were.” She kissed the top of her head. “Keira, I–” she stopped.
Keira leaned up to look at her and asked, “What’s wrong?” She draped her arm over Emma’s waist.
“I just want to be sure about something.”
“Okay?” Keira held her breath, wondering if this had anything to do with her need to be an artist earlier, before she’d apparently fallen asleep on top of Emma right after having one of the most intense orgasms of her life.
“I want to be the only one you do this with, o
kay?”
“Oh.” Keira let out her breath. “Yeah, that’s kind of how it works, Em.”
“We’ve just gotten mixed up in the details before, and I wanted to be clear.”
“You want to be my girlfriend.”
“Yes.”
“And I want to be your girlfriend,” Keira added.
“Good,” Emma replied. “I haven’t had one of those for a while.”
“Neither have I, remember?” Keira asked.
“Is that why–” Emma stopped herself again.
“Why I fell asleep on you?” Keira laughed and sat up more fully, lying beside Emma with her head on her hand. “It has been a while. I think my body just needed to…” She didn’t know what word was appropriate to describe the fact that it had been a long time since another woman supplied her with an orgasm, let alone three of them in near-rapid succession. Add to that the fact that all three were now her top three orgasms of all time, her body apparently needed to crash from exhaustion and pleasure. “I haven’t come inside like that for a long time,” she admitted. “Well, I don’t know if I’ve ever come inside like that.”
“Yeah?” Emma asked with one corner of her mouth lifting.
“Yeah.”
“You don’t… I mean, you don’t do that to yourself when–”
“No, I don’t,” Keira answered the question before it was asked. “I seem to have a problem reaching that spot you found so easily. I stopped trying years ago.”
She reddened a little with embarrassment but then took in how Emma was looking at her and no longer cared about being embarrassed. It was that look again; that look that told her Emma cared about her. She really cared about her.
“How do you feel now?” Emma asked, changing the subject.
“I feel sore – but a good kind of sore, and still embarrassed that I fell asleep right after, but I feel good. How do you feel?”
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