Page 61 of Freedom to Love

Kat quivered, knees threatening to buckle. She couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. But Brynn insisted, slowing. “Touch me like this,” she said.

Kat tried, but she was so close to coming all over her hand. “I-I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.” She slowed even more and released some of the pressure, stroking her lightly. The change took her breath away, and Kat had to blink away the floating stars she saw. She straightened, struggled for breath, and refocused on Brynn who looked so deliciously devilish.

“You love this don’t you?”

Brynn looked at her with hooded eyes. The corner of her mouth lifted. “I like playing with you, yes.”

“What if I made you stop? What if I took control?”

Brynn grinned fully. “You won’t. Not yet.” She increased the pressure again and circled her hand, pressing and sliding. Kat whipped back, grabbing her wrist. “Jesus.”

“Now, touch me like this.”

Kat did so, circling her hand in a similar manner, making sure to coat her fingers in Brynn’s hot liquid. Brynn jerked, clenched her teeth, and groaned. “That’s it. Yes.”

They played with each other, toyed, jerked, and cried out. And just when Kat was about to break and surge over the falls in orgasm, Brynn stopped and Kat nearly collapsed.

“On the bed,” she said. “Now.”

Kat crawled up on the bed with her and they met in the middle, both on their knees. Brynn kissed her hard, pushing and insisting with her tongue. Then she did the same with her fingers, pushing them up deep inside Kat, causing her to call out and then whimper with uncontrollable pleasure. She looked into Brynn’s eyes and knew what she wanted. Kissing her back, plunging with her own tongue, she slid her fingers up inside Brynn and fucked her long and slow just as she was being fucked. Their hips jerked and bucked, their breaths becoming pants of ecstasy. Soon Brynn began to fuck her hard and fast, and Kat strained against the building pleasure and followed suit. They stared into one another, writhing and fucking.

“I’m going over,” Kat said.

Brynn smiled wickedly. “Yes, go. I want to watch you come all over me.”

Kat reared back and came while calling to the ceiling. Brynn went seconds later, crying out for her, grabbing her face and kissing her hard and hungry. Kat kissed her back so desperate for her, all of her, she nearly swallowed her whole as she came into her hand, once, twice, then three times as they found engorged clits with their thumbs.

“Kat,” Brynn cried, pulling her mouth away to nibble her jaw and bite into her neck.

“Fuck,” Kat said as the sensation of her teeth sent one last wave of pleasure through her. “Oh, fuck, Brynn.” They slowed and eventually stilled. Kat could feel her walls pulse around her fingers. Brynn fell into her, heaving for breath.

“You’re beautiful,” Brynn said. “That was so…”

“Fucking amazing?”

Brynn laughed. “Something like that.”

Kat held the small of her back and kissed her softly. She licked the sweat from her neck. “You taste so good.”

Brynn rested her cheek against Kat’s chest. “Mm, so do you. I think I may have drawn blood on that last bite.”

Kat laughed, feeling the throb on her neck. “I think you may have.”

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to taste you so bad.” She straightened and slowly retrieved her fingers from Kat’s center. “And I couldn’t wait for this.” She placed her fingers against her lips and licked the glistening come, closing her eyes as she did so. Kat watched with bated breath, one hand lowering to Brynn’s round ass, the other thrusting up in her once again.

Brynn smiled and sucked her fingers one by one. “Mm, yes. Just like that, baby, while I taste you. Make me come while I suck you off my fingers.”

Kat groaned, completely overcome with desire. She thrust long and slow, getting off on Brynn’s snaking tongue and whipping hips. When she could take it no more, she kissed her, licking herself off her fingers and plunging herself into her mouth. Brynn moaned and bucked harder, faster, clinging to the back of her head.

She came while they were fused at the mouth, and she lowered her wet fingers to stroke Kat once again, sending her over in a series of short, hard cries. Kat pulled her down and they shuddered into each other on the bed, lost in downy soft pillows and wet, hungry kisses. And before Brynn was finished coming, Kat turned her and lowered. She pumped her softly, easing out the last of the orgasm and then attached her hungry mouth to her, swirling with her eager tongue. Brynn screamed, called her name, and dug her nails into her scalp. She lifted her hips and circled them in tune with the rotation of her tongue.

“Kat, Kat, I love you. Oh God. Sergeant Vander, fuck me. Fuck me so good.”

She writhed and tightened on Kat’s fingers while her clit balled beneath her tongue.

“Make me come, baby. Make me come.”

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