Jenny was everywhere; her mouth was on Olivia’s breasts, her hands caressed and stroked her back, her ribs, her belly. “I can’t get enough of you.” Jenny moved her mouth from one breast to the other. “You feel so good.”
“Jenny, please.”
Jenny lifted her head. Her eyes were such a dark gray it was breathtaking. “What?” Her voice was no more than a whisper but the desire in it made Olivia’s heart skip a beat.
“I need you. Now. Please.”
Jenny’s gaze never left Olivia’s. “Me too. I had all these ideas about going slow but…”
Olivia chuckled. “Oh yes, same. But I can’t. We can do slow some other time, I promise. But right now, I want to feel you on me, feel your skin. Feel you inside me.”
“Oh, fuck.” Jenny ground the words out even as her hands moved to the button on Olivia’s jeans. “Off. Now.”
Olivia helped her, her hands frantic at the fastenings, then was quick to yank the jeans down as soon as they were undone. “You too.” She pointed at Jenny’s clothes. “All of them. Off.”
Jenny’s grin was wicked and sent another throb straight to Olivia’s clit.
She pulled off her own jeans then sat back, wearing only her panties, to watch Jenny strip before her. If she’d thought Jenny looked sexy doing her strut down an imaginary catwalk, it was tame compared to watching her right now.
Whether consciously or not, Jenny peeled off her clothes in the most seductive way possible. First, the shirt was unbuttoned, then carefully draped open to reveal the lacy bra beneath. After pushing the shirt off her shoulders, she let it fall to the floor behind her and undid her bra.
Olivia sucked in a breath when Jenny’s breasts were revealed; firm, small, and with dark nipples that were taut already. I can’t wait to taste them. She leaned forward to do just that, but Jenny held up a hand.
“Wait, Ms. Impatient. Let me get undressed first.”
Olivia made a hurry up motion with her hands, and Jenny laughed.
Within seconds she too was down to panties and slid her thumbs into their waistband. “I will if you will,” she said with a smirk.
Her gaze locked on Jenny’s, Olivia stood and mirrored Jenny’s actions, sliding her panties down and kicking them away.
Then, before she could figure out how it happened, Olivia was on her back on the couch with Jenny poised above her, leaning on her elbows. She gazed down at Olivia with such tenderness and desire it made Olivia’s breath catch in her throat.
Jenny moved, pressing her form against Olivia’s. Their skin connected everywhere possible, and Olivia moaned, sweet and low. She wrapped her arms and legs around Jenny and pulled her closer, searching for her lips with her own, kissing her deeply when she found them.
Jenny settled between Olivia’s thighs, their centers almost touching. She kissed Olivia while her hand wandered to Olivia’s breasts to rub and pull on her nipples.
It was electric; deep jolts of desire thrummed through Olivia’s clit. She needed something happening there. Although Jenny moved against her, slowly thrusting back and forth, it wasn’t enough. Each thrust in brought her tantalizingly close and drove Olivia wild with anticipation. “Please.” She looked for and found Jenny’s gaze. “Please, touch me.”
Jenny moaned and moved her hand from Olivia’s breasts, down over her belly. She lifted her hips away from Olivia’s, and in the next moment, her fingers found Olivia’s wetness and stroked swiftly through it.
“Oh God!” Olivia bucked upward, almost overwhelmed with sensation after just one touch.
“Oh yeah…” Jenny’s gaze locked on Olivia’s as she stroked again. Then again, and again, and—
Olivia’s orgasm slammed into her so fast she couldn’t have done anything to stop it even if she’d wanted to. Her eyes closed tightly, and she arched up into Jenny; Jenny’s mouth on hers captured her sounds of ecstasy. She could feel Jenny everywhere, and the touch of their bodies against each other only amplified the flush of her orgasm. She rode wave after wave of it while she thrust her tongue deeply into Jenny’s mouth once more.
Eventually, everything calmed, and her heartbeat slowed, and her breathing returned to something near normal. She slumped back against the plush material of the couch.
Jenny gazed down at her; her eyes held a mix of wonder and a still-burning desire.
“That was wonderful.” Olivia shook her head. “That doesn’t even do it justice.”
“Wonderful is fine, don’t worry.” Jenny kissed Olivia, then carefully moved her hand from its position between Olivia’s legs. “Sorry, I need to move. I’m in danger of getting a cramp.”
Olivia grinned. “It’s quite all right. As long as you promise to get back there another time.”
“Oh yeah, that is a promise I have no trouble making.” Jenny’s mouth quirked up in a sexy smile.
God, this woman. Although she’d barely got her breath back, Olivia knew she couldn’t wait a moment longer to touch her.
Jenny gasped as Olivia rolled them over to pin Jenny beneath her.
Olivia raked her gaze down Jenny’s body, feeling as if she had the most delicious buffet laid out before her and didn’t know where to start.
“Olivia.” Jenny writhed beneath her. “Jesus, just touch me somewhere. Anywhere!”
Smiling, Olivia did as she was told. She tried to take her time, but the first touch of her tongue against Jenny’s hard nipple, the small bud rolling so perfectly between her lips, once again had her acknowledging slow would have to be another time.
Jenny groaned and pushed up toward Olivia’s hungry mouth.
She lavished her attention on Jenny’s breasts for a few moments longer, then hunger for another part of Jenny’s glorious body consumed her. “I want to taste you.”
Jenny groaned. “Be my guest.”
Olivia’s center ached at the passion in Jenny’s voice. She kissed her way over Jenny’s ribs, over the flat of her abdomen, then licked and kissed her way down the inside of Jenny’s thighs.
“You don’t need to tease. I’m more than ready.” Jenny looked down her body at Olivia.
“Good to
