Tessa kissed Jayde, effectively stopping the string of wonderful words. “I know you won’t but if you don’t start counting, I’m going to orgasm all over your lap.”
Jayde laughed. “That’s the idea.” Then her eyes hooded. “Hold my shoulders. That’s all you can touch. My hair, too, since you have a thing for it.”
Tessa didn’t think she’d get to zero, what with all the verbal foreplay and the touching and fondling and the kissing and the?—
"You ready?”
Jayde didn’t give Tessa a chance to answer.
“Ten. You told me you like circles. I also like circles, particularly if I’m drawing circles here.” She dragged a finger up through Tessa’s wetness and delivered one single slow circle around Tess’s clit. “And here.” She curled two fingers around one of Tessa’s nipples.
“Jayde,” Tessa whimpered, drawing out her name.
“Nine. I like the fact that circles start and end at the exactly the same spot.” Jayde’s voice was so low, it almost rumbled in their intimate space. She ran her finger around Tessa’s clit, this time more firmly, and Tessa’s lungs decided that breathing was not necessary.
“Eight.” Jayde took her hands away. “Your nipples, wasn’t it?” The noise from Tessa’s mouth was a definite whimper, an ‘O’, carried on all the air in her lungs, as Jayde lapped at Tessa’s nipples, sucking each one into her mouth. Tessa’s body arched, and writhed, and Jayde had to hold her hips to keep Tessa from sliding onto the floor.
“Seven.” Jayde bit each nipple softly and that was when Tessa’s brain suggested passing out.
“Six.” Jayde dragged two fingers up through Tessa’s soaked sex, touching only her folds. In the part of her mind that was still coherent, Tessa wanted to hug Jayde for completely understanding her need without actually needing to understand.
“Five.” Jayde used her other hand to hold Tessa’s chin, and gazed into her eyes. She dragged two very wet fingers up to stop either side of Tessa’s clit, and pressed firmly.
“Four,” Jayde whispered, pressing again. She held Tessa’s chin steady and kissed her. Tessa felt the smile on Jayde’s lips, which opened, granting access to Tessa’s tongue, and white light exploded in her head. A jolt of desire flared at her core and she groaned, knowing that she might not make it to three, particularly when Jayde’s quiet hiss of desire sent sparks of heat to all corners of her body.
“Jayde,” Tessa murmured against Jayde’s mouth. She had to be leaving indentations in the skin on Jayde’s shoulders.
“Three.” Three meant three quick flicks across the top of Tessa’s clit, which nearly levitated her off Jayde’s lap. Jayde leaned in to lick Tessa’s neck, to nibble on her earlobe.
“Two.” Two hard circles on top.
Tessa trembled, holding herself, waiting for number one.
Jayde pulled away slightly. “One.” She kissed Tessa, running her tongue over her bottom lip.
Tessa’s legs shook, her hands still clutching Jayde’s shoulders, her skin burning, her sex a sopping mess.
“Jayde, please,” she breathed.
“Would you like zero, Tessa?”
“Yes. Yes.”
Jayde hovered two fingers over Tessa’s clit, then looked into Tessa’s eyes.
“Zero.”
Jayde’s fingers didn’t even complete a full rotation before Tessa’s orgasm lit her up like a Christmas tree, electricity coursing throughout her body. It was fire and Tessa burned and burned and shouted and shuddered and pressed down into Jayde’s hand. Waves of pleasure wracked her body, until finally she fell forward into Jayde’s arms.
They held each other long after Tessa’s aftershocks subsided. She buried her face into Jayde’s neck, and smiled at the aimless lines that Jayde’s fingers were drawing on her back.
“You’re so beautiful, Tess. So, so beautiful and I curse anyone who ever said that you are less than. You are perfect.” Jayde’s words tickled Tessa’s ear, filtered into her heart, and settled in her soul.
If she wasn’t careful, she could fall in love with Jayde Ferguson. It kind of felt like she already had.
Tessa pulled away, and held Jayde’s face, skimming her cheekbones.
“I… That was incredible.”