Page 106 of Fanning the Flames
“Hmm.” Sadie screwed her eyes up and pretended that her clit wasn’t screamingJoan’s mouth right now, you fool!
Joanie’s eyes swirled with hooded lust. What had they not done in a while? Lately, not much beyond morning shower sex. So something that required a soft surface and maybe lying down.
Ahhh, yesssss.
Sadie de-straddled and lightly commanded, “Lie down.”
“Ooh.” Joan’s smile said she was excited for whatever was coming. “Your wish is my command.”
She stretched out with her head against the armrest. Sadie shoved the throw blanket off the couch, smacking a few coloring pencils to the floor. Then she grabbed Joan’s legs and pulled her a few inches down the cushions.
She kneeled over Joan and waddled up to her rosy lips. A golden burst flickered in her eyes, bright in the dim lighting. Such incredible eyes. Her hands went to Sadie’s hips, guiding her down until?—
Oh,yesssss.
Sadie sighed with contented pleasure at the familiar caress of Joan’s mouth. Her tongue not hesitating to glide and tease. Her teeth gently tugging. She slid a hand up Sadie’s shirt to fondle her hardened nipple.
“Oh god, Joanie,” she breathed. She tossed her head back and rode the waves of tortuous pleasure. And then the warmth came—the way Joanie could get just enough heat to drive Sadie to the brink of ecstasy.
Her thighs quivered as she moved in rhythm with Joan’s tongue. Fuck, the way she watched Sadie, eyes sparkling, and her sinfully hot mouth…
A sharp pang shot through her belly. She dropped forward to grasp the armrest, chasing another jolt with her entire being until it happened. Then another that made her toes curl.
Joan growled and rolled her nipple, dragging her legs up and clamping her thighs together. Sadie’s eyelids fluttered closed. She bit her lip, trying not to lose herself just yet. It feltso good.
Stars shattered through her body and behind her lids. She cried out, then again as Joanie’s teeth tugged at her sensitive skin. The release consumed her even as it renewed her and she fell helplessly into it. She came loud and proud when Joanie did this to her.
Vibrations of pleasure rolled through her, punctuated with shivers and shocks. Her moans subsided with her movement, though the struggle to regain her breath was very real.
Once the last of the tingles were a delicious memory, she scooted back slightly, still bracing herself on the armrest.
Joan held her up by her hips. “Good?” she asked in an oh-so-sexy gravel.
“You know it was, cocky-pants.”
She pressed a soft kiss to the tattoo of four little flowers on the right side of Sadie’s lower abdomen. “I know what my girl likes.”
Sadie purred a grateful, “Yes, you do,” and wanted to give Joanie exactly what she liked.
She found the strength to push back and wobble on her knees. She glided down, shoving between Joan’s bent legs, bunching her shirt to kiss her glorious abs. Even without working out regularly, they were still spectacular.
She glanced up and smiled wickedly at the pure hunger on Joanie’s face. “My turn,” Sadie rumbled.
She kissed to Joanie’s tight dark curls. Could’ve easily teased her, but she wanted to savor what had been building while she’d been getting off.
She lightly blew on Joan’s swollen folds to watch her shiver. Apparently, Joanie had never shivered before having sex with Sadie. She never failed to be amazed at that.
One more gentle burst of air, one more shiver. Then she hooked her arms under Joan’s thighs, hitching her up so she could touch the tip of her tongue to the top of Joan’s clit. The little flicks tortured Joan as much as herself because she wanted it all.
Joan rested a hand on her shoulder as she tilted her head back in delight. Greedy now, Sadie licked all the way up her center. Her warmth, oh god, her salty and slightly spicy taste… Sadie eagerly drank it in. Her moan vibrated against Joan as she fought to keep the pace slow. To show Joan she deserved every second of adoration.
Joanie bent her legs further to wrap them around Sadie. Trusting her with full access.
Sadie caught her eye. “Do you want more?” she panted. Joanie didn’t always want fingers inside of her, so it was good to check.
“That’s okay,” she said with a little headshake. “Your tongue is so good.”
“Mmm. More tongue?”
