Page 76 of Shameless Expectations

“I don’t know.” Athena shook her head. “I’ve never had sex with a woman before.”

“Right.” Monti blew out a breath. “Well, first things first, since we’re definitely in a bathroom.” She took hold of Athena’s hips and flipped them so Monti was in between the sink and Athena. With one more kiss, she turned around and started washing her hands. The last thing she wanted was for someone to get sick.

Athena didn’t touch her. Instead she leaned against the wall, her shoulders stiff and her look guarded as she watched Monti dry her hands and toss the paper towels. Was the heat of the moment gone already?

“We don’t have to—”

“I want to, Monti.” Athena looked at her directly, and Monti saw no doubt in her gaze. “I’m tired of waiting. I just don’t know what to do.”

“Okay. I hear you.” Monti placed a hand on Athena’s hip and bent slightly to kiss her cheek. She moved slowly to kiss the other one. “As much as I’d love to take this slow, I don’t know how much time we’ll get.”

Athena shivered.

Monti kissed her lips, taking her time but not deepening the embrace. She pulled away slightly and slid two fingers along the edge of Athena’s shirt. “I love touching you like this.”

Athena sucked in a breath sharply, but her hands remained firmly at her sides. Monti fully slid her palm against Athena’s side under her shirt. It felt like possession, but also willing submission. Stepping in closer, Monti whispered into Athena’s ear.

“Wrap your arms around me.”

Athena did as she was told, tilting her head up to capture Monti’s lips. This was going to be an adventure, one that neither of them had ever experienced before. Monti deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue against Athena’s. This was comfortable for them. They’d done this before. Athena knew how to kiss. What she didn’t know was how to touch or move or trust her body.

Monti nipped Athena’s lip, and then pressed small kisses all along Athena’s jaw to her ear and sucked on her earlobe. Athena hummed, digging her nails into the small of Monti’s back. It sent a shiver through her, the desire that Athena showed even if she didn’t realize that was what she was doing in the moment.

“I love when you hold onto me,” Monti whispered, kissing her way down Athena’s neck. “Will you let me kiss your breasts?”

“Yes,” Athena answered, already moving her hands to her shirt to pull it up.

Monti reached behind Athena’s back and flicked the clasp of her bra, swiftly loosening it. Monti didn’t care if Athena got her clothes off or not. She pulled the shirt up and the bra down and pressed her closed lips right against Athena’s skin. She smelled heavenly. Athena’s skin was so warm and inviting. Monti kissed her again, taking as much time as she dared to make sure that Athena got exactly what she wanted.

Athena clutched at Monti’s back again before she dragged her hand up into Monti’s hair and pulled Monti against her. Smiling, Monti parted her lips and covered Athena’s nipple. She flicked her tongue against the hard little nub and grinned when Athena let out a small grunt. She’d noticed that her breasts were sensitive before, and she was finally getting more of them. Not everything she wanted, but enough to keep both of them satisfied until they landed in Florida.

The sharp tug against Monti’s scalp was enough to make her back up. But Athena pushed her right back down onto the other breast. Monti had pegged her right from the start. Athena might not know what she was doing, but she knew exactly what she wanted, and she wasn’t willing to give up that control.

Using the flat of her tongue, Monti licked Athena’s breast before sucking her nipple and scraping her teeth as light as possible against the underside of her boob. Athena whined, holding Monti’s head to her.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to come again without you touching me,” Athena whispered, her voice disappearing in the noise from the plane.

Monti repeated the tease. If she could keep Athena on her toes, not knowing what was going to happen next, then she could figure out exactly how they were going to do this. Athena let go of Monti’s head and moved her hands to the front of her pants, pulling the belt and the button. Monti covered her hands to stop her.

“I want to make sure that you want this.”

“If I didn’t want this, we wouldn’t be here.” Athena clasped Monti’s hand, lacing their fingers. Her cheeks were red with arousal, her eyes glassed over. “If you don’t touch me, then I’m going to touch myself.”

Monti’s lips curled upward. “Aye aye, captain.”

“Touch me.”

Putting her hands on Athena’s hips, Monti pushed her pants down. On instinct, Athena spread her legs. The scent of her arousal was unmistakable, and Monti’s knees nearly buckled as it hit her full force. “God, you’re sexy.”

“Touch me, Monti.”

Monti slid her palm against Athena’s thigh, easing her way from Athena’s leg around the side to right between them. Athena’s curls were long, wild, and so fucking wet. Monti pressed her mouth hard against Athena’s, the kiss out of control. She breathed deeply, her eyes closed as she did everything by feel and let herself get lost just a little bit in this amazing woman who was so willingly opening for her.

Athena jerked slightly, and Monti halted all forward motion. She slowed her kisses, pulling Athena’s lip between her teeth as she kept her hand as still as possible. “You okay?”

“Fine,” Athena said, her voice tight.

“We don’t allow fine as an answer.”

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