Page 47 of Pursuit of Happiness

“Let’s find out.”

This time Meredith led the way, and when they were at the edge ofthe bed, she pushed Stevie onto the mattress. Stevie sat back on her elbowswatching while Meredith eased her blouse off her shoulders and let it slip tothe ground. Next she reached around and unfastened her bra and tossed it aside.Stevie licked her lips at the sight of Meredith’s beautiful, swollen pinknipples.

“You like?” Meredith asked.

“I like very much.” Stevie crooked a finger. “I’d like better ifyou were closer.”

“Me too. I’ll be there in a minute.”

She took a step back and lowered her skirt. Heat flamed throughStevie at the sight of her sexy black swatch of cloth underneath. “Verypresidential.”

Meredith made a show of looking down. “Are you sure? I wasthinking maybe I should go with navy blue.”

Stevie leaned forward and held out a hand. “If you don’t get overhere right now, your candidacy will be in jeopardy.”

Meredith, wearing only her tiny black thong, climbed onto the bedand slid between Stevie’s legs. “I feel like I’m working really hard for yourvote, counselor.” She cupped Stevie’s crotch, and traced the seam of her jeanswith her thumb. “But I really want it.”

“I can tell,” Stevie gasped, her body arching to meet Meredith’shand. Her clothes felt too tight, oppressive. She sat forward and pulled hersweater over her head and tossed it aside and fumbled with her bra whileMeredith continued to stroke, applying increasing pressure. When she wasfinally free on top, Meredith’s hand stilled. “Please don’t stop.”

Meredith sat up. “I’m not. I promise.”

Stevie felt Meredith’s hand in the waist of her jeans and thegentle pull of her fingers as she unfastened the button. Eager for the feel ofher skin against Meredith’s, she raised her hips as Meredith pulled the jeansalong with her underwear in agonizing slow motion down her legs and off of thebed. And then nothing. No words, no touching. Just still silence. She looked upto see Meredith sitting over her, seemingly in a haze. “What’s wrong?”

Meredith’s eyes flicked up to meet hers. “Wrong?” She stroked theinside of Stevie’s thigh, eliciting a groan of pleasure. “There is absolutelynothing wrong.” She leaned forward, stretching her body across Stevie’s, skinon skin, the wet, hot heat unmistakable. “This could not be more right.”

Stevie nodded, but she couldn’t find words before Meredith’s lipsclosed on hers again, this time claiming her rather than seeking permission.She surrendered to the touch, craving more, craving everything Meredith had tooffer. She arched from the bed as Meredith stroked her breasts, teasing hernipples with light pinches punctuated by wet hot circles with her tongue. She’dimagined sex with Meredith would be amazing, but the reality was so much morethan the buildup, with even the lightest touches sending shockwaves of pleasurethrough her entire body. She was soaking wet and aching for release butdesperate to prolong the ecstasy until she couldn’t take it anymore.

The first stroke between her legs was delicious, but the secondwas electric. She rose off the bed, pressing into the contact, no longer ableto count, no longer caring about anything but the push and pull of nerveendings lit up with desire. Meredith’s fingers were soft, firm, tender, andfierce. She was everywhere—her tongue lapping at Stevie’s breasts, then drawinga path down to her center while she slipped first one, then another fingerinside to begin a steady rhythm of thrusts that had Stevie thrashing across thebed. When Meredith’s mouth closed on her clit, and her tongue slid the lengthof it, Stevie stiffened and cried out, and then rode the waves of her orgasmuntil she was spent.

Meredith kept her hand on her thigh and curled around her side,holding her close. Stevie relaxed into the feel of her skin, the warmth of hertouch, and wondered if she’d ever felt this fulfilled.

“Are you okay?”

Stevie heard the slight undercurrent of uncertainty, and sheturned in Meredith’s arms. “Okay is not quite the word I’d use to describe howI feel.” She tucked Meredith into the crook of her arm. “Incredible, wonderful,sated—all much better words.”

Meredith shifted to look at her and raised an eyebrow. “Sated?Really?”

Stevie grinned. “For now.” She reached down and trailed herfingers along Meredith’s naked thigh, enjoying the soft moan her touch elicited.“And how about you? How are you?”

Meredith reached for Stevie’s hand and guided Stevie between herlegs. “You tell me.” As Stevie gently stroked her wet folds, Meredith grabbedthe sheets with her fists and held on tight. She was more aroused than she’dever been, and making love to Stevie had almost taken her over the edge. Sheteetered there now, torn between prolonging the ecstasy and giving in to thepull of pleasure from Stevie’s touch.

“You’re so wet.”

“You. Make. Me.” Slow then fast. Stevie kept a steady pace as sheinched her way down until she was between Meredith’s legs. Meredith watched asStevie bowed her head. She knew what was about to happen, but when Stevie’stongue traced the first stroke through her center, she lost her mind. Stevie easedher hands behind Meredith’s ass and cupped her closer, alternating gentle nipswith long, lingering strokes that pulled her closer and closer to orgasm. Shesurrendered to the sensations, letting the slow build rise higher and higheruntil she no longer remembered anything outside of this space, these feelings,this woman. Stevie with her silky touch and her gentle heart was the only thingthat mattered, and she called out her name as she came in a rush of rapture.

* * *

Meredith rolled over and looked at the clock. They’d been makinglove for the last three hours, and she’d lost track of how many orgasms hadoccurred in that span of time. Stevie, who’d just had the last one, was tuckedup next to her and already exploring again. “I have something to tell you.”

Stevie’s hand stilled. She looked up, concern in her eyes. “Whatis it?”

“I can no longer do this…” Meredith paused for effect. “Withoutfood. I can’t remember when I ate last, and I need sustenance to continue to doall the things I want to do to you.” She kissed Stevie. “With you.”

Stevie rolled over on top of her and started tickling her sides.“You need to work on your delivery, missy.” She grinned. “Hey, you’re reallyticklish.”

Meredith squirmed to escape. “You’ve discovered my secret.”

“I think I’ve discovered several secrets about you tonight.”Stevie’s voice dropped to a whisper, and she dipped her hands lower, lightlygrazing Meredith’s thighs. “You know, I’m hungry too. How about we grab a snackand get back to the main course?”

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