Page 27 of Scorched Hearts

Maya turned around to face her, leaning against the opposite counter.

“I don’t know what it is that you want to have with me.” She avoided Elle’s eyes. “But I don’t like it.”

“What don’t you like?” Elle raised her eyebrows in shock. “I only want to be with you, Maya. Didn’t you see how vulnerable I became in there with you? I don’t have sex like that with anyone else. All I’m doing is trying to get back together with you! Yeah, you were right back there when we were against the ambulance. I just didn’t have the guts to say--”

“Don’t bullshit me,” Maya snapped.

“What?” Elle felt extremely confused on top of being hurt.

“Don’t bullshit me. I found your little dating profile on Her App.” She paused for a moment, gathering words. “If all you want with me is some casual fun on the side while you’re out there while you’re looking for someone to actually date--”

“Stop this.” Elle grew furious, hearing Maya’s interpretation of her actions. Such a distorted, inaccurate pile of bullshit. She tried to tame her emotions but fell short. “Don’t you see how much I care about you? That was nothing, some bullshit experimenting that means nothing to me. I forgot about that goddamned profile. I want you!” She leaned in closer, looking into Maya’s hesitant eyes. “I really do. I don’t feel right with anyone else.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“What?” Being so close to Maya’s face, her dark brown eyes flashing dangerously, Elle could barely separate the meaning of her words from the heat of her breath she could feel on her skin, from the movement of her dark red lips. “You’re wearing lipstick.” Elle smiled, shamelessly stroking Maya’s lower lip with her thumb.

Maya stood frozen, taken by surprise with this turn of events. “I am,” she said, barely moving her lips so as not to disturb Elle’s finger.

Elle put her hand on Maya’s back to pull her closer. “Was it for me?”

“Yes.” Maya nodded, hesitantly putting her tongue out and licking the length of Elle’s thumb, taking it in her mouth.

Elle shivered at the feel of Maya’s tongue.

“Oh, Baby, you look so very beautiful.” Elle lifted her to sit on the countertop, putting her hips against Maya’s.

Elle drove her hand up Maya’s thigh, beneath the fabric of her skirt. Her fingers stroked the lace underwear she found between her thighs, whispering, “It feels so good against my fingers.”

Maya shivered, pulling Elle closer to renew their kiss. Their connection was so strong and instinctive. Elle followed Maya’s cue, still playing around with Maya’s underwear, tangling it in her fingers, teasing at Maya’s vulva underneath.

“Should I take you like this, on the countertop?” she teased.

Maya eluded the question, kissing her more intensely.

“Oh, you want to be taken on the countertop.” Elle smirked, pushing two fingers past the now damp fabric into Maya’s wet pussy, hearing her sigh in her quiet, involuntary way. She delighted in feeling Maya grow increasingly wet around her fingers in anticipation. “Let’s take it off,” Elle removed her fingers and helped Maya to remove the lace underwear.

Once the underwear was gone, Elle parted Maya’s thighs and dipped her head, licking at Maya’s pussy. She felt the tickle of Maya’s neat, perfect pubic hair. She tasted Maya’s arousal and enjoyed Maya’s moans as they increased.

She sucked at Maya’s clitoris. Maya gasped and grabbed a handful of her hair.

“Oh my god,” Maya said, and Elle increased her assault on Maya’s pussy with her mouth.

She moved her right hand to assist her in her quest and pushed two strong fingers back inside Maya, curling them upward to find Maya’s G-spot.

“Oh fuck, Elena. Please…” Maya was coming apart for her, and Elle couldn’t think of anything she enjoyed more. Her name on Maya’s lips as she fucked her was an absolute pleasure.

Elle went to work with her fingers, fucking Maya with them hard and fast as her mouth licked and sucked Maya’s clitoris.

It wasn’t long before Maya’s moans became screams and Elle felt her tighten around her fingers and squirt as she came.

Elle smiled to herself as she slowly withdrew her fingers and emerged from under Maya’s skirt. Her own desire throbbed insistently between her legs.

She met Maya’s dark brown eyes that were now glazed with lust. Maya was clearly in a post orgasmic haze. Elle needed to take her own pleasure so desperately. She could feel her own wetness between her legs.

“Can I, Baby?” Elle growled.

Maya knew what she was asking and nodded, offering her arms. “Help me down?” Maya asked, barely able to speak.

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