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Monica knelt down in front of her.

“Oh,” Bridgette let out, looking at her.

CHAPTER 27

Monica was on her knees in front of Bridgette. She was staring at her own hand working between Bridgette’s thighs, and she was licking her lips. Bridgette stared down at her as Monica looked up for a second, and that expression told her that Monica needed this just as much as she did. Bridgette also knew what Monica wanted somehow, so she placed her hands above her head and joined them there, silently telling Monica that she would let her do whatever she wanted. When Monica’s tongue slid around her inner thigh, Bridgette knew her decision had been a wise one. She’d never been able to do this with any of her past partners, and she’d assumed that Monica would want her to take charge as well, to take care of her first in the way that her other lovers had always wanted, but Monica Arnette had been quite the surprise all around.

“Lift your leg,” Monica said a few minutes later, pausing what she’d already started doing.

Bridgette’s eyes had been closed, so she’d only felt when Monica had stopped her sucking. She opened her eyes and looked down, finding Monica smiling up at her with a glistening chin. Maintaining their eye contact, Monica slid her tongue over her lower lips, and Bridgette almost came. She lifted her leg as instructed, though, and Monica moved it over her shoulder. Resettling herself against the wall, Bridgette kept her eyes openas Monica took her again, and it didn’t take long. Bridgette had been pulsing since earlier in the day when Monica had mentioned that she was ready for this, and when Monica had placed her hand over her sex in the conference room, Bridgette had nearly come then, too.

This time, she came in Monica’s mouth, her eyes closing on their own as she finally released. Her head hit the wall a little harder than she had expected, but she’d deal with the pain later. Everything felt too good right now. Monica’s head was bobbing between her legs. She was alternating sucks with hard licks and applying a flick every so often, which was just enough to drive Bridgette completely crazy. When she finally came down, she looked at Monica, who was still lightly sucking and licking her as if she didn’t want to stop yet. Bridgette knew she couldn’t come again so soon, so she placed her hand on the back of Monica’s head to get her to stop. Monica did and looked up at her.

“That was amazing,” Bridgette told her. “Like really, really good.”

“Yeah?” Monica asked.

“Come up here,” she requested.

Monica stood, and Bridgette wrapped her arms around her neck, pulling her in for a kiss. As she tasted herself on Monica’s lips, she let her hips jut from the sensation, causing Monica to groan. Bridgette went to turn them around so that she could explore Monica’s body now, but Monica had other ideas. She backed up, with their lips still connected, and began moving them in the direction of Bridgette’s bedroom. They made their way to the door, which was closed. Bridgette had her way then, pressing Monica against it and moving her lips to Monica’s neck. Her hand covered Monica’s breast, and she began to squeeze, allowing her free hand to move down between them. When she cupped Monica, though, the door suddenly opened, and Monica stepped away from her.

“Not yet,” she said. “Bed.” She pointed to Bridgette’s bed.

Bridgette growled in frustration. Yes, she was more than ready to touch Monica now, but she growled because watching Monica take control was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. Bridgette moved to the bed, sitting at the end of it and waiting for further instructions. Monica approached her and ran a hand through Bridgette’s hair, staring into her eyes with her own soft blue ones. The fire in them was gone now, but that had been replaced with something else that Bridgette knew she actually wanted more. She didn’t want to put words to what she was seeing, but she knew. She also knew that her own eyes reflected those unsaid words back to Monica.

“Lie down, baby,” Monica requested softly, and Bridgette couldn’t remember her calling her ‘baby’ before.

‘Babe,’ yes. Monica had started calling Bridgette that after their first kiss. But ‘baby’ wasn’t the word she’d used with her before. It felt good. It felt like Monica was saying that they were in a new place in their relationship with just that word.

When Bridgette moved until she was lying down, with her head against the pillow, Monica got onto the bed on all fours and crawled up her body. She kissed Bridgette slowly then, letting their nude bodies connect like this for the first time. Bridgette’s arms went around Monica’s back, pulling her in closer. She didn’t need to come yet. She just needed to hold her. They remained kissing like that for a while, their hands roaming around gently, before Monica’s soft lips lowered and moved to Bridgette’s chest. There, Monica licked at her nipple until she finally took it into her mouth, and Bridgette watched her suck and then move to the other breast to apply the same attention. As Monica’s lips continued down her body, kissing around Bridgette’s pale stomach, gone was the initial rush of the moment, replaced with very deliberate, slow caresses. Monica was clearly taking her time as she proceeded lower still, lickingat Bridgette’s inner thighs for several minutes, getting her closer and closer but never landing where Bridgette needed her most, so when Bridgette felt fingers push inside at some point, she clenched around them with surprise.

“Let me in, baby,” Monica whispered as she licked her again.

Bridgette relaxed and waited, but Monica didn’t move her fingers at first. She moved her tongue to Bridgette’s clit and licked her several times, driving Bridgette crazy again. Finally, Monica curled her fingers inside her ever so slowly and proceeded to suck her gently. Bridgette knew that this would be a slow build and that she would more than enjoy that. When her hips lifted on their own, though, Monica placed a gentle arm over her stomach to help her lower them back down. Bridgette’s eyes remained open, and she pushed Monica’s hair back away from her face so that she could see her better as her head moved up and down between Bridgette’s legs. To Bridgette, there wasn’t anything sexier than a woman’s head between another woman’s legs. There was an inherent intimacy in this act, and watching Monica take her like this made Bridgette feel like this was what she’d been waiting for all along.

“There,” she whispered. “Yes, there.”

Monica moved a little faster, sensing that she was close. The fingers inside her curled to a steady rhythm in time with the sucking on her clit. When Bridgette came, it was with her hand on the back of Monica’s head, pressing her down, and her hips rising to meet her.

“God, that was so good,” she said as she flopped back onto the bed.

“Yes, it was,” Monica replied and climbed up her body slowly, applying lazy kisses to Bridgette’s skin as she moved.

Then, she kissed Bridgette soundly on the mouth, and Bridgette felt her straddling her. Knowing now was the time,Bridgette flipped them over and hovered above Monica, who looked shocked that she was now on her back.

“Can I topyounow?” she asked. “You can do all of that to me anytime you want, but I want to touch you now.”

Monica nodded up at her, bringing her in for another kiss with a hand around the back of her neck, and Bridgette moved her hand between Monica’s legs and into her folds.

“Jesus,” she let out, feeling how wet Monica was for her.

“I’m very ready,” Monica said. “It won’t take much.”

Bridgette stared into Monica’s gorgeous blue eyes as she started a slow stroke up and down over her clit. Monica did her best to keep their eye contact, but after only a few strokes, she couldn’t keep her eyes open.

“So beautiful,” Bridgette whispered and leaned down to kiss her.

She stroked Monica slowly and softly until her moans turned more insistent, so Bridgette halted her kisses then and looked down at her own hand moving between Monica’s legs, swallowing hard at the sight below her. Monica came a few seconds later, saying Bridgette’s name in a gargled whisper as her head went back against the pillow.

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