Page 25 of The Relationship Mechanic

“Fuck. Deeper.” One of Jessica’s hands curled around Vini’s shoulder, gripping it tightly as the other pulled her face closer. Everything was wet and hot as Jessica’s hips began to lift with each flick of Vini’s tongue. “Your tongue...” Her head leaned back against the door with a thump.

With a smirk, Vini leaned back, enjoying the shudder that followed her tongue sliding between those moist folds. “My tongue what?”

“Oh, God, why are you stopping?” Jessica’s voice cracked on the last word, and Vini had to fight hard not to laugh at how offended she sounded.

“You said ‘my tongue.’ My tongue what?”

Jessica stared down at her for a beat before her lips quirked up. “Are you fishing for compliments when your face is buried between my thighs?”

Vini shrugged. “Now seems as good a time as any.” She leaned forward with faux nonchalance and huffed a breath over Jessica’s lips. This close, she could see the sheen of spit and slick on them, and she licked her lips to chase the flavor of them from her lips.

Jessica chuckled before trailing fingers over Vini’s still-sticky lips. Vini chased them, sucking a couple into her mouth and giving them the same treatment she planned to continue once Jessica told her what she wanted to hear.

“I can’t believe I thought you were sweet and innocent.”

Vini snickered. She didn’t know what the hell about her screamedsweet and innocent, but she made a note to make sure to do the opposite of whatever it was. “I don’t know what to tell you. Now, about my tongue.”

“You have a one-track mind.”

“Only when I really want something, and right now, I want you to finish your sentence so I can go back to finishing you.”

Jessica groaned and leaned her head back against the door again before looking back down at Vini. “Your tongue is fucking amazing. That’s what I was going to say, okay? It makes me lose my fucking mind, and then I can’t think about anything else but having more of it.” She cocked her head to the side. “Now, can you please get back to tongue-fucking me so I can come? I’ve been ready for this since you started licking popcorn butter from your goddamn fingers.”

With a soft cough to hide her laughter, Vini made good on her promise to get back to it now that she knew exactly what Jessica thought about her tongue. In the back of her mind, she knew she was going to exploit that information somehow, but right now, she just wanted to see Jessica fall apart.

“Yes,” Jessica hissed loudly, her grip on Vini’s shoulder tightening. Vini didn’t plan to waste any more time. She hiked Jessica’s leg higher spreading her more for her ravenous mouth. Her tongue curled and darted back between Jessica’s lips loving the way the walls of her cunt trembled. She put everything into it, bobbing her head forward and adding a couple fingers to push Jessica higher.

The nails scraping her back was her warning before Jessica slapped a hand against the door behind her and arched again. Vini didn’t let up, thrusting her tongue and fingers forward until Jessica’s body jerked and she gently pushed Vini’s head away.

“Jesus. I think I saw heaven.” Jessica smiled wide as her eyes continued to flutter. Vini helped guide her leg back to the floor. They were nowhere near done, but moving to the bed probably was for the best. Vini didn’t intend to let up until both of them were exhausted.

She stood up and smiled when Jessica reached for her. They kissed again, Jessica’s tongue darting forward as if chasing the taste of herself from Vini’s lips. Vini opened and let her taste her fill as she guided them toward the bed. They fell upon it, legs tangling until Vini wasn’t sure where she ended and Jessica began. When fingers brushed against the short hairs that framed her own pussy, Vini groaned.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” Jessica asked, eyes hooded as she gazed at Vini. The heat there matched the blazing inferno that was Vini’s own arousal.

“Not at all. Just wanted to give you a chance to catch your breath,” Vini teased. When those fingers continued on brushing lightly against the hood of her clitoris, Vini didn’t even try to hold in her gasp. She was engorged and sensitive with the need to be touched. She let Jessica push her leg up until Vini was spread enough for her hand to move.

“How sweet of you.” Jessica’s voice was like syrup, but her smirk had Vini snorting in amusement.

“There goes that word again,” she replied before leaning in for more kisses. “I don’t think that word fits me at all.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Jessica started. She slid a finger between the lips of Vini’s pussy before Vini could reply. Her finger moved easily with Vini’s own juices that had gathered as she enjoyed eating Jessica out. “I’m pretty sure there’s something sweet about you.”

Vini watched enraptured as Jessica lifted her hand, her finger glistening with Vini’s slick. Without waiting for her to speak, Jessica drew that finger into her mouth, sucking the fluid off and pulling her finger out again with a loud pop.

“You taste sweet to me.”

“Fuck.” There were no other words left to say. Vini reached, then pulled Jessica to her and captured that wicked mouth again. She knew she should probably get home, but all thoughts of the time vanished under heated groans that tumbled from their lips.

Fourteen

“Ava is coming to dinner tonight.”

“Uh-huh,” Jessica hummed in acknowledgment. She didn’t understand why Grace thought this was news. She and Ava had been attached at the hip from what Jessica had seen over the past four weeks. It was why she spent so much time at the bed and breakfast and had extended her stay there through the next two weeks. It had only taken her one time to walk in on some very not-wanted noises to realize that staying elsewhere was the better plan.

“Jess.”

She looked up. Grace was frowning for reasons unknown to Jessica. They had been having a good afternoon since Grace got back from work. Jessica had been out of school for years, but even she could recognize the excitement that loomed before a long holiday. Christmas was right around the corner, and Jessica was a little sad that she wouldn’t be here to see how Peach Blossom did Christmas. The lack of snow notwithstanding, there would probably be some sort of parade or outdoor thing the town put on. At least, that’s what Hallmark always portrayed.

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