Page 20 of Irish Getaway

“But it’s more than that. It’s the first time that I’ve really wanted someone.” Evelyn’s eyes searched hers. “But I don’t want you to go easy on me.”

Claire’s breath hitched as she took in the raw desire burning in Evelyn’s eyes.

“I don’t need you to be gentle,” Evelyn added, her fingers tracing a delicate path down Claire’s neck, over her collarbone, and between her breasts. “I don’t need you to hold back.”

The touch sent electric currents through Claire’s body, igniting every nerve ending. Without hesitation, she reached up and gently caressed Evelyn’s cheek, pulling her in for another searing kiss.

Evelyn moaned into the kiss, and Claire backed them up towards the bed, gently pushing Evelyn down onto the mattress, following her down and capturing her lips once more.

The kiss deepened as their bodies pressed closer together. Evelyn’s hand moved up Claire’s side, cupping her breast through the thin cotton of her top, and Claire’s eyelids fluttered shut as a jolt of electricity coursed through her. She was no longer thinking clearly, her body taking over, guided by this overwhelming desire she felt for Evelyn.

The finally broke apart, and Claire found herself staring down at Evelyn, her eyes searching her face. Her heart raced, and she felt like she was on a high, her body humming with desire. She swallowed, trying to get her breathing under control.

Claire gently brushed Evelyn’s hair away from her face, trailing her fingers down her neck and shoulder. Claire kissed her neck, her teeth grazing her skin, and Evelyn moaned, her hips shifting restlessly against Claire’s touch.

Claire loved the sensation of her body against Evelyn’s, the heat between them only growing with each touch. She kissed her way back up Evelyn’s neck, trying to take this slow.

“Claire,” Evelyn breathed out her name, sounding so needy that Claire shivered at the tone. “This has to go.” Without another word, Evelyn reached up and gently tugged Claire’s tank top over her head, revealing the white bra she wore. Evelyn’s hands lingered on her skin, tracing every inch of her collarbone and shoulders before cupping her breasts through her bra. Claire shuddered, her eyes falling shut as she let out a soft moan.

As Claire leaned in to capture her lips once more, they explored each other’s mouths, their tongues locking in a heated dance. Claire found herself gripping Evelyn’s hair tighter, loving the feel of the silky strands between her fingers. She slid her hands down Evelyn’s back as they rolled onto their sides, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric of her top.

Breathing hard, they pulled away from each other, panting. Claire watched as Evelyn’s eyes fluttered open, her pupils blown wide with desire. She slid her hands beneath Evelyn’s tank top, feeling the muscles beneath Evelyn’s stomach jump.

Evelyn pushed herself up, and Claire reached for the hem of Evelyn’s tank top, lifting it slowly, her eyes never leaving Evelyn’s. The fabric rose, baring inch after inch of Evelyn’s smooth skin, until it was over her head and discarded, falling over the edge of the bed.

“You’re so beautiful,” Claire murmured, her voice hoarse from their passionate kiss. Evelyn’s face was flushed, her lips swollen from their kisses, and Claire could feel her pulse swishing in her ears as she let her gaze move over Evelyn’s body.

Slowly, Claire leaned in and captured Evelyn’s lips in another deep, passionate kiss. This time, the kiss was more deliberate, slower, as she savored every second, every sensation.

Claire’s hands moved to the button on Evelyn’s jeans, fumbling momentarily—her excitement making her fingers tremble. She pulled away just enough to meet Evelyn’s eyes. “Can I take these off?”

Evelyn nodded, her gaze a mixture of nervousness and eagerness. Claire’s fingers undid the button and lowered the zipper. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and gently tugged, prompting Evelyn to lift her hips to assist.

Claire sat up slightly, giving Evelyn room to sit up too. Evelyn took off her ankle boots and Claire helped her shimmy out of her jeans, leaving her in nothing but a dark lace bra and matching underwear.

Claire could hardly breathe as she took in the sight of Evelyn. She got off the bed and unbuttoned her own jeans, not breaking their intense eye contact for a moment. She stepped out of her shoes and then her jeans, standing in front Evelyn in just her bra and underwear.

Evelyn moved to the edge of the bed, reaching out to pull Claire towards her. Claire straddled Evelyn’s lap, feeling the warmth of her thighs beneath her own as her arms wrapped around Evelyn’s neck. She kissed Evelyn deeply, their tongues dancing once more.

Evelyn’s hands, warm and trembling, moved to unclip Claire’s bra, pushing the straps off her shoulders as they continued to kiss.

Claire let the fabric fall away, feeling exposed and yet intensely aroused under Evelyn’s appreciative gaze. Evelyn’s lips trailed down Claire’s throat, her kisses leaving a fiery path down to Claire’s chest.

“You’re incredible,” Evelyn murmured, her voice breathy as she tasted Claire’s skin. Claire shuddered in response, her hands roaming up and down Evelyn’s back, feeling her soft skin beneath her fingertips. She unhooked her bra and guided the straps down Evelyn’s shoulders.

Claire could feel the heat of Evelyn’s body pressed up against her own as Evelyn’s lips moved lower, and she had no doubt that she was soaking wet right now. She didn’t think she’d ever been this turned on before.

Evelyn trailed kisses over Claire’s chest and then her tongue was flicking over Claire’s nipple, causing her to gasp. Claire closed her eyes, her head falling back as she savored the sensation, feeling every nerve ending in her body come alive.

Evelyn’s palmed her breast, her fingers playing with her nipple, and Claire struggled to breathe, the sensation overwhelming.

Evelyn’s other hand slid down Claire’s back, her fingers splayed over the thin fabric of her underwear, and Claire couldn’t stop her hips from rocking forward, a low moan on her lips as Evelyn took her nipple fully into her mouth, her tongue battering over it.

A ragged moan left Claire’s lips, her fingers lost in Evelyn’s hair as her hips continued to move, seeking any kind of friction. She was already so close.

Evelyn moved to her other nipple, and Claire didn’t know how much more she could take. Evelyn must have sensed it, because she lifted her head to meet her eyes. Evelyn’s hand left her ass, sliding over Claire’s hip until she was tracing the waistband of Claire’s underwear.

Claire could feel her heart racing as Evelyn’s hand stilled, her body tense with anticipation.

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