It had been so long, so damned fucking long since she’d felt this way.
And she wanted more. More friction, more closeness, more skin. More Lena.
She kissed her way along the line of Lena’s jaw to her earlobe.
Tilting her head to the side, Lena offered herself for easy access.
How was it even possible skin was so soft? Jess nibbled on the earlobe, and when Lena moaned, she sucked it into her mouth.
Lena’s fingers dug into Jess’s shoulders as if they were the only thing holding her up. She squirmed, and their bodies touched all along their lengths.
“I want to…” Unsure what she really wanted, Jess kissed the area behind Lena’s ear to buy time. She searched for the spot that had melted her insides into puddles when Lena had caressed her.
When she found it, Lena sucked in a deep breath. “Yes.” Her voice was husky and low.
Jess leaned back to look into her eyes. As much as she wanted this, she needed to know they were on the same page. “I can’t offer you anything but sex.”
She found nothing but arousal and honesty in Lena’s gaze. Her eyes were clear and had taken on the shade of fresh leaves in spring.
“Sex.” Lena nodded, and an impish grin spread on her lips. “And fun. I want that too. I’m not expecting anything else, and I can’t offer more myself.”
“Fun. Perfect.” And it would have been but for the tiny seed of disappointment that stirred in Jess’s belly. She stomped on it before it could take root. Sex, fun, no strings—that was what she wanted. And tonight, she’d take it. “Bedroom?”
Lena trailed her hand down Jess’s left arm and took her hand. “Shouldn’t we talk about risks?”
Oh. As a doctor, this should have probably occurred to her without prompting. “Sorry, yeah. It’s been a while since…” Jess swallowed. Lena didn’t need to know that right now. “I was tested for everything under the sun during my pregnancy.”
“I’ve been tested too. It’s been a while too for me.” Lena’s hand was warm and steady in hers. “Anything else we need to talk about?”
When Jess shook her head, Lena led her the few steps to the small bedroom, still holding her hand. It was oddly intimate, and the flickering candlelight in the living room enhanced the impression.
The queen-size bed was neatly made, and the nightstand held only a notebook, a few pens, and a small lamp. Lena reached for it.
Before she could switch it on, Jess pressed her hand. “Don’t.” She closed the door with a kick of her foot. In the sudden darkness, all she could use for orientation was their joined hands.
Jess stepped closer until she stood in front of Lena. Hot air caressed her lips. She leaned in but held herself back before they touched. It wasn’t time for a kiss.
A moan escaped Lena, and she reached with both hands for Jess’s waist.
Oh, no, not yet. Jess caught her hands and led them back to Lena’s side, then reached for the hem of her T-shirt. Lena didn’t protest as Jess pulled it up inch by inch. Jess brushed against the bare skin of her abdomen with the heels of both hands, eliciting a gasp from Lena. As she reached Lena’s bra, Jess steered her hands outward, skimming the soft cotton. She so wanted to explore the tantalizing curves. Patience.
Lena gasped and squirmed. Did she press closer?
“Patience,” Jess repeated aloud. She almost didn’t understand her own hoarse whisper.
But Lena stilled and took a deep breath, offering herself to Jess’s exploration.
Suppressing a groan, Jess swiftly pulled Lena’s shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. The next thing that needed to go was her yoga pants. Jess hooked both thumbs into the waistband and pulled. She followed them downward and helped to free first one foot, then the other from the tight cuffs around the ankles. On her way up, she ran both her hands along the outside of Lena’s legs.
The lean muscles were full of tension. The power in those legs was so sexy. The vision of them wrapped around Jess’s waist flashed through her mind, and she lost her balance. Her grip tightened around Lena’s ass to steady herself before she fell with her face in Lena’s lap.
The musky scent of Lena’s arousal shot directly to some primal part of her brain. Jess groaned and pulled down Lena’s panties, not even caring what fabric or cut they were. They needed to be gone.
Jess stood again, this time fast and with a goal in mind. She reached with both hands behind Lena’s back, unhooked her bra with only minimal fumbling, and removed it.
“Lie down.” She swallowed twice, then removed the towel that was still tucked around her.
Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and the minimal light of the moon through the window was enough to see gray shapes.
Lena was sprawled on the bed on her back, her upper body raised on her elbows. Could she see Jess’s body? Or her silhouette? She pushed the thought away. That didn’t matter. It was only sex, and she was in charge.
She sat next to Lena on the bed. With her right hand, she trailed the feminine curve of waist to abdomen. Muscles tightened beneath her fingers, and for a second, she regretted she couldn’t see details. She stopped the journey of her hand on Lena’s sternum. “Lie down.” This time she whispered.
When Lena lowered her upper body to the mattress, Jess continued her exploration. Up, past the sexy indentation of her collarbone to her neck. Lena tipped her head back and offered everything to Jess.
The show of trust made Jess’s head swim. She stretched out on her side, one arm still free to move, to touch, to finally reach for Lena’s curves.
“Yes.” Lena arched into her touch as Jess cupped her breast. “More.”
Oh, yes. Jess completely agreed. She wanted more too, and now
