Page 50 of Finding Wonderland

Pushing the door open, they barely had it shut before Vera unzipped Isla’s dress. It fell to the floor, revealing that Isla only had on a black lace thong underneath. Vera’s breath hitched in her throat at the sight of her beautiful Isla in front of her.

“God, you’re gorgeous.”

Isla responded by pushing the blazer off Vera’s shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. She quickly removed her top as Isla unbuttoned her pants and pulled them to the floor. With their clothes in a heap by the door, they made their way over to the king-size bed. Vera carefully laid Isla down, knowing she couldn’t keep her mouth and hands off her any longer.

Making love to Isla was unlike anything Vera had ever experienced before. It was sexy and electric and sweet all at the same time. She loved every curve of Isla’s body, loved the way she had every inch of her memorized. Vera placed a trail of kisses from her neck to her navel before settling between her legs. Isla spread them wide for her, giving Vera all the access she’d need.

“Touch me,” Isla moaned as Vera slowly ran her fingertips along her inner thigh. “Please.”

“Here?” Vera softly touched her clit. She was teasing her, which she knew would only drive Isla closer to the edge faster.

“Vera.” Another moan. “Please.”

“Here?” Vera gently stroked Isla’s wet center. The wait was almost too much for Vera to bear, so she didn’t wait for Isla to respond before thrusting two fingers inside her. A pleasurable moan filled the room as Vera methodically pumped her fingers in and out. Isla’s hands went from holding on to the sheets to holding Vera’s forearm and back again.

But when Vera curled her fingers inside and found the perfect spot, Isla called out her name in complete bliss as her back arched off the bed.

“Vera!”

“I’m right here, baby.”

“More.”

“More what?”

“I don’t care,” Isla’s breathing was labored. “Just more.”

Lowering her head, Vera sucked on Isla’s clit as she slowly moved her hand up toward her breast. She squeezed, causing Isla’s back to arch again. As Vera rolled her hardened nipple between her fingers, she could feel Isla coming again. It was more intense this time. Isla grabbed onto the sheets with one hand while grabbing a fistful of Vera’s hair with the other. Not that Vera minded. If anything, it turned her on more.

“I need to touch you.”

Before Vera could process what was happening, she was on her back with Isla on top of her. Isla’s fingers gently slipped inside her as Vera enjoyed the sensation. Vera would never tire of feeling Isla’s fingers in her. Placing a hand on the back of Isla’s neck, she pulled her body closer to hers as their kissing grew more desperate. They might as well have been stranded in the desert for days and just found water for how badly they needed each other.

“Baby,” Vera moaned quietly into Isla’s ears while Isla placed kisses on her neck and breasts.

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

As her orgasm crashed into her, Vera called out Isla’s name in complete bliss. She rode out the orgasm on Isla’s fingers before desperately trying to regain her breath. Isla slowly pulled her fingers out, licking them one by one as she kept eye contact with Vera. It was more than enough to turn Vera on again, and she wasted no time scooting down the bed between Isla’s legs until her feet were planted on the floor and Isla’s wet center was inches above her lips.

Isla lowered her body slowly, allowing Vera’s tongue easier access. She wrapped her arms around Isla’s thighs to support herself while she begged her shaking legs not to give out on her just yet.

“Vera,” Isla was breathless, “I don’t know if I can handle another.”

“You’ll find out.”

And she did.

After Isla’s orgasm ended, Vera slowed herself to slowly slide off the bed and onto the floor in complete and total bliss. She still had Isla’s wetness on her lips and savored it. Isla joined her on the floor, sitting beside her as she put a hand between her legs. Her fingertips traced small circles on her inner thigh, and Vera leaned her head into Isla’s shoulder.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Impossible,” Isla chuckled.

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