“Sit down and spread your legs.” Ryan’s grin was wicked.
Liv’s hands went to her underwear.
“Leave them on.”
Liv stared at her. Then she did what Ryan said, sitting on the edge of the bed and spreading her legs. The crotch of her underwear was bared to Ryan’s eyes.
Liv took a deep breath, reminding herself to trust. Ryan wasn’t going to do anything she didn’t want. And god, she knew it was going to feel great.
Ryan sank to her knees and gently pushed Liv until she was lying down on the bed, her bottom half within easy access to Ryan.
“Give me your hands?”
There was a question in Ryan’s words. Liv laid them down by her sides, palms open so Ryan could take them. How exactly was it going to work with —
Ryan’s hot, wet tongue teased her slit through her underwear, sending pulses of pleasure through Liv’s body.
Oh. It was going to work like that.
Liv squirmed, her nipples rock hard and her clit begging for something, anything. Ryan was so good at that, making her want and need without actually letting her go off the edge.
“Please,” Liv whispered without even meaning to. Her body was as taut as a bowstring, as if even the smallest thing could send her flying off a cliff she wanted to go off.
Ryan chuckled between her legs, the vibrations making Liv shiver. There was her answer, then.
Liv closed her eyes, gripping Ryan’s hands tighter as she continued teasing her through her panties. “Are these expensive?” Ryan asked, drawing Liv out of her closed-eye state.
“Just tear them off,” Liv said, exasperated. “Anything.”
Ryan laughed and kissed her inner thigh. “Demanding.”
“You know it.” Liv lifted her head, meeting Ryan’s eyes for a moment. There was an intimacy, a caring there that made Liv shiver.
Then there was a ripping sound as Ryan tore her underwear off. Good thing Liv was just wearing generic. Not that she would have really hesitated if had been more expensive underwear, not at the moment.
Ryan kissed featherlike kisses up Liv’s thigh, closer and closer to the apex of her thighs. Liv felt one of her hands lifted and moved to Ryan’s head. Ryan was offering up control.
Liv felt like she was on fire, like all of her was going to be consumed by flames at any moment. Gently, or what mostly felt like gently, she moved Ryan’s mouth to where she wanted it.
She felt Ryan’s hand come up and squeeze her breast, teasing the nipple, as Ryan finally, fucking finally, slid her tongue into her slit and found Liv’s clit. Liv cried out loud enough that she was more than thankful Gram wasn’t home, because it would have been near impossible to hide what they were doing.
Ryan’s other hand disappeared out of Liv’s, and Liv lifted her head long enough to see it slide down Ryan’s body. Wetness pulsed out of her. Was Ryan fingering herself at the same time she was licking Liv?
A soft moan echoed against Liv’s clit. There was her answer.
“Ryan,” Liv breathed, wishing she could touch her, that they could come together. But Ryan was just too damn good with her tongue, licking and teasing and driving Liv crazy.
With a cry Liv came, clenching her hand in Ryan’s hair and holding her close, letting out soft whimpers as the aftershocks of her orgasm raced through her. Ryan licked softly until she quieted, then pressed her forehead to Liv’s inner thigh.
Liv struggled up on her elbows. “Let me help,” she said. She wanted to touch Ryan. She wanted to feel her.
Ryan slid her fingers out of herself and looked at Liv. She straightened up on her knees, and motioned Liv to come down to the ground.
Liv did. Ryan drew her closer to her, angling her knees slightly apart so that Liv could slide her hand down there. Then Ryan kissed her, hard and deep, using one hand to guide Liv’s hand down between her thighs.
Half-lost in the kiss, Liv slid her fingers inside on instinct. Ryan was wet already, so wet, and her clit was a hard little nub. Desire pulsed inside her, a need to take Ryan, have her, and make her feel just as good as Ryan had made her feel.
She started sliding her fingers in and out, using her thumb to rub against Ryan’s clit. She broke the kiss, shifting so that she was licking at Ryan’s nipples instead, enjoying the feeling of the hard peaks in her mouth. They had plenty of time to explore other things later, and she knew it.
Ryan was silent when she came, biting her lip and letting out little gasps of air. Liv kissed her through it, letting Ryan grind on her as she came through the last of the shocks.
“You’re so damn good at that,” Liv murmured, a bit dazed from everything that had happened.
Ryan let out a shocked laugh. “Thanks.” She looked at Liv, and their soft gazes met. Liv could have stayed there for hours, just looking at her.
“We should get some sleep,” Liv said reluctantly.
Ryan looked at the bed, a gleam of wickedness in her eyes. “We should definitely use the bed for something.” She reached and grabbed Liv’s hand, and pulled her, giggling, onto the bed.
The sun was peeking through Liv’s curtains by the time Ryan woke up. They were both naked, curled up under the covers with Liv’s back against Ryan’s chest. She liked that position, curled up against Liv. For all that Liv had gone through, she sometimes needed that protection. No matter what had happened in the past or would happen in the future.
“I’ve got to get to work,” Ryan murmured to Liv.
“Kay,” Liv murmured back, obviously not completely awake. “Bye.”
Ryan chuckled softly and kissed her on the cheek before she got out from underneath the covers, heading to where their clothes had been tossed around the night before. She was probably late for work, but
