“I haven’t touched you like this yet.”
“You will,” Myra replied as she let go.
Elisa missed the connection instantly until Myra shifted forward and pressed them together in the most intimate of ways. They were spread against one another now, and Myra’s hips were moving, rolling them into one another.
“Oh, that’s good,” Myra said.
“Yes,” Elisa agreed.
This new angle definitely felt different. There was less pressure being applied, so Elisa could see that it might mean she wouldn’t come since her clit had always loved pressure, but just doing this with Myra and feeling their wetness and heat between them was enough. She didn’t need another orgasm right now; she needed this. That all changed, though, when Myra grasped her own breast with her hand and began squeezing it, forcing the nipple between her fingers. Elisa watched as the nipple disappeared again beneath Myra’s hand and then reemerged through the fingers. Shewanted to lick it, to suck on it until Myra came. She wanted to nibble on it until Myra begged her to stop because it was too sore. She wanted–
“Fuck!” she yelled.
Her own hands went to her breasts, and she did what Myra was doing to herself, wanting to know how good it felt, and as she came, she twisted her own nipples.
“Oh, yes,” Myra encouraged, speeding up her hips. “So fucking sexy. Don’t stop doing that. I’ll kiss them better, baby. Make yourself feel good.”
Elisa’s hips moved in time with Myra’s as she twisted her nipples so hard, she worried they’d be sore for days. She came hard and felt a rush of wetness come out of her.
“Shit! Yes,” Myra let out, rocking into her even harder now. “God, yes.”
Elisa hadn’t ever felt what was happening to her right now, but it wasn’t just a gush of wetness; there was something else going on down there.
“Yes, like that,” Myra said, her rocking slowing a little.
Elisa’s body released again and again, but it was still the same orgasm. When she finally came down, she felt the still-hot wetness under her body and watched as Myra pulled away from her. Suddenly, Myra was back on top of her and kissing Elisa. Then, Elisa was being rolled over, and she was on top of Myra.
“What just happened?” she asked herself more than Myra.
“You just squirted all over me, and it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. I need you inside me now. Please, baby. Please go inside. I need to feel you.”
Elisa’s eyes widened.
“Did you just say I squirted?”
Myra nodded and replied, “Yes. And I want you to do that again, too, but can you–”
Elisa looked down between them and remembered what Myra had asked her.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said.
“I’ll talk you through it, but I’m so ready,” Myra said.
Elisa licked her lips and kissed her as she reached down between them and found Myra’s center soaking wet. She wondered how much of that was Myra and how much was her as she lowered her fingers and found Myra’s entrance. Myra nodded up at her, encouraging her to continue, and Elisa slipped one finger inside.
“More,” Myra said.
Elisa pulled out and pushed back in with two fingers.
“More,” Myra repeated.
“Oh, God,” Elisa let out.
She pulled out and pushed into the tight space with three fingers, stretching Myra around her and loving every single second of making her come beneath her.
CHAPTER 27
When Myra felt the heat from the sun hit her naked back, she knew it was time for her to wake up. She wasn’t twenty anymore, so having sex all night when she had work the next day probably wasn’t the best idea where work was concerned, but she regretted nothing. Elisa was in her arms, and they’d only just gone to sleep around three in the morning, spending the entire night touching and talking and then touching some more until they’d been too spent to continue and had finally given into slumber. Myra didn’t want to wake Elisa up since she could sleep in if she wanted to today while Myra needed to go to work, but the thought of just leaving and texting her later didn’t seem right. She could write a note and put it on Elisa’s bedside table, but that didn’t seem right for their first morning after together, either.