Page 22 of Dusk & Desire

“I–I–I’m s–so c–close already,” I stutter through clenched teeth, my whole body shaking from the pleasure. It’s too much, too fast.

“I know, sweetie, I can tell,” Noa exhales, leaning down to take my nipple into her mouth, rolling her piercing over it. When she sucks so hard her cheeks hollow out, my back arches up, my pelvispressing hard against the toy. I scream and her mouth covers mine, swallowing the sound. I feel like I’m floating in more than just the water as waves of bliss roll over me, again and again.

When I open my eyes, I see nothing but Noa’s face. Our foreheads are pressed together and she’s smiling gently at me. “Are you alright?” she asks.

I nod then reach up to tug at her top. “Get in here,” I breathe, my voice rough.

Her smile is brilliant and doesn’t leave her face the entire time as she shucks her clothes and carefully steps between the tub wall and my legs. When she lies down on top of me, water splashes out of the tub, and we both giggle. For long minutes, we kiss, caressing each other’s bodies. I don’t think I’ve ever had a moment like this with a boy.

As the water cools, I’m made aware of the heat between Noa’s legs over my thigh and the way she squirms against me. “Do you…” I bite my lip and Noa lifts a sculpted eyebrow. “Do you want to come too?” I finish, drowning in embarrassment.

When she licks her lips, I’m briefly mesmerized by the glinting piercing. “Could you do something for me?” she asks quietly.

“Anything,” I reply, my voice coming out breathy.

“Switch places with me,” she instructs, lifting up so I can maneuver enough to give her space against the backrest. “Sit back on your heels.”

Confused, I position myself so I’m kneeling between her spread legs. I quickly forget about everything other than the sight of her trimmed pussy, the tattoo of my name just visible between her thighs.

“You like it?” she asks with a purr and I flush for the hundredth time this week. Yes, I freaking like, and I don’t know how I feel about that. Vaginas never used to make me drool. I glance up and nod, my gaze quickly drawn back to her taut belly and what lies underneath. “Good,” she breathes. “Now, eat me out.”

I sputter and cough, looking between her face and her pussy. “Really?” I squeak. “What… what if I do it wrong?”

Her chuckle sends an echo of lust through my womb. “There’sno way you’re going to do it wrong, baby. I’ll tell you what to do.”

“O–okay,” I concede, nervously chewing on my bottom lip. I scoot back as far as I can, then lean down. There’s still too much space between my lips and her pussy, though, so I place my hands under her bum and lift her up to my mouth like she’s the holy grail and I’m about to drain the very last drop. When my lips are so close that her short pubic hair tickles my lips, I hesitate again.

“Use your tongue. Lick anywhere you want to start.”

Grateful for her instructions, I extend my tongue, my shaky breath coming out of my mouth with it. I lick around her opening and warm musk, diluted by the bath, teases my tastebuds. “Mpf,” I hum in surprise. Noa laughs softly, her hand coming to the back of my head. Intrigued, I stiffen my tongue to pierce into the source of the inviting taste, swirling around for more. This time Noa grunts in surprise, her hand clenching in my hair.

“God, pretty girl. That’s so good,” she praises.

Emboldened, I bring a hand up to replace my tongue with my finger. I watch as it slowly disappears into her silky channel. When it’s as far as I can push it, I turn my hand so I can stroke the upper wall.

“Fuck, Linda!” Noa hisses. “You’re a natural.”

Feeling almost cocky now, I smile as I lower my mouth to her pussy again and take her throbbing clit between my lips. Noa grabs the back of my head like she’s going to pull me in closer, but obviously stops herself. I take the hint, though, pressing harder, sucking on the little nub.

Noa’s moaning in earnest now, the titillating sounds seemingly coming from every corner of the bathroom as they bounce from the walls.

“You’re killing me, baby,” she gasps, rhythmically lifting and lowering her bum like she wants to hump my face. Wanting to give her more, I start thrusting my finger inside her faster, harder.

“You’re gonna make me come like that. God, I love you so fucking much, Linda.”

Something snaps inside me with those words and I descend on her like an animal. I add another finger and fuck her as fast as Ican. I take her clit between my lips and start flicking my tongue over it rapidly.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The dam breaks. With a guttural groan, Noa clenches over my fingers and gushes over my hand and face. Sobbing my name, she falls apart in my arms as her muscles contract and expand over and over in a seemingly endless orgasm.

Chapter 13

Noa

Spending the night with Linda sleeping in my arms in a proper bed was everything I had imagined and more. She’s not a very active sleeper; she doesn’t toss and turn. Instead, she huddles into a warm ball of blonde hair and soft curves, like a body pillow made for me by God. I woke up refreshed and content, and as we said goodbye for now to Harriet and Jack, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. I thought my brother’s eyes were going to roll out of his head.

“I heard you two, by the way,” he mutters now as we cross the C.G. Meigs Bridge. “Chances are the old folks probably heard you, too.”

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