Page 17 of Where the Waves Kiss the Shore
She pushed past her to the bathroom before Tierney could react or see the lust that burned through her. She rinsed her mouth and took a moment to compose herself in the small space. Would she regret this tomorrow? Possibly, but it would relax her for a while, and she really had nothing to lose, did she?
When she got to the room, the door was ajar, and she kicked it wide open. She didn’t want to lose momentum, or she might have second thoughts.
Tierney was on the bed, the sheet pulled up under her arms, but she did appear to have followed Kasia’s instruction to undress. Kasia ran her eyes across the curves under the linen and forced herself not to lick her lips. Tierney really wasdelicious. Kasia was going to enjoy this, and she could face the consequences later. She stripped quickly without taking her eyes off Tierney. Tierney’s eyes traveled down her naked body and back up.
Kasia smiled. “What do you want me to do, Tierney?”
Tierney blinked. “I don’t know. I want…whatever you want.” She swallowed.
Kasia laughed. What had happened to the cocky little American with her big mouth? It was funny what some people needed in bed. Kasia needed the same as she always did: complete control.
She pulled back the sheets and straddled Tierney, enjoying the feel of her soft body between her thighs. Tierney gasped. She was definitely hotter when she was speechless. Kasia ran her hands from Tierney’s waist up to her breasts and gripped her nipples between her fingers. Tierney moaned, and closed her eyes, arching her body. Her hands slid up Kasia’s thighs, and Kasia clenched. She’d drunk so much she’d doubted she would be able to climax, but now she was worried she might come before they got started.
She moved Tierney’s hands and stretched them above her head while leaning in to kiss her. From the way Tierney’s hips moved against her, she guessed she liked that, so she took both of Tierney’s smaller hands in one of hers and pinned them to the pillow. She moved her other hand down, slowly, teasingly, and ran her finger along Tierney’s hip bone and down into the crease of her leg. Tierney groaned into her mouth, and she pulled away from their kiss. She licked her swollen lips.
Tierney stared back up at her silently. Keeping their gazes locked, Kasia lowered her hand and pushed two fingers into Tierney. She slid in easily as Tierney bucked and let out a louder moan. She pulled almost all the way out and thrust back in again, adding another finger. She worked into a steady rhythm,watching Tierney’s eyes roll back. Her moans became gasps as Kasia increased her pace. She moved her thumb and rubbed Tierney’s clit with every stroke. Tierney gave a long cry that got louder as she tensed around Kasia’s hand. Kasia kept up her rhythm until Tierney’s cry became a scream and she collapsed back onto the bed, breathing heavily.
Her eyes were half-lidded as her breathing slowed. Kasia had no intention of giving her any more than a brief recovery. The pressure between her legs was unbearable.
Still straddling Tierney, Kasia released her hands and moved up the bed. When her knees were on either side of Tierney’s shoulders, Tierney’s eyes widened for a moment, then she smiled. Hands cupped her buttocks and she was pulled down onto Tierney’s warm mouth. The sensation was overwhelming. She’d been on the edge from watching Tierney as she fucked her. The tongue now moving along the length of her made her legs want to buckle, but there was no way she was moving from this position. Tierney’s tongue strokes had just the right amount of pressure to stoke her rising passion without making it happen too fast. She reveled in the sensation, looking down at Tierney’s chestnut curls between her legs. Surely, there was no better sight in the world. When Tierney tilted her head and looked into her eyes, Kasia climaxed. She threaded her hands through Tierney’s hair and pulled her in closer, none too gently. Tierney let out a muffled cry and thrust her tongue deep into Kasia. Her walls tightened and pulsed around the warm muscle, and she thought she would pass out from the pleasure. She rode a couple more waves and then slumped down, carefully moving her weight off Tierney.
Tierney turned so they were facing and kissed her gently. “You’re amazing.”
The wave of exhaustion that hit Kasia was stronger than the sense of discomfort at Tierney’s intimacy, and her face was the last thing she was aware of as her eyes closed.
NINE
Tierney woke slowly,wondering why she hadn’t closed her curtains last night. Her second thought was why did her head hurt so much? Full consciousness and her memory quickly returned, and she sat upright in bed, the movement causing a flood of nausea.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
She turned to check she was alone. The pillow next to her showed signs of an occupant, but Kasia was nowhere to be seen.Of course not. I bet she ran away in horror when she realized I got her drunk and lured her into bed.Had either of them really been in a condition to consent to anything?Shit!
She stood, clutched her head, and looked around the room before collapsing back onto the bed. She let out a sigh. Why was she so stupid? Finding inappropriate people attractive happened all the time, but she thought she knew better than to act on it. Kasia was an employee, for now, anyway. That was enough of a reason to avoid her. Besides Kasia despised her, thought she was lazy and irresponsible. Why would Tierney choose to sleep with someone who thought so little of her?
Because she’s hot and exactly my type. And she was right there in front of me. Her inner voice could be traitorous at times.
She hauled herself out of bed for a second time and suppressed the urge to vomit. She needed to do something. She just wasn’t sure what. Apologize? She’d never had to say sorry about sex before, and the shards of memory glinting through the alcoholic mess of her brain didn’t feel like she had anything to apologize for. She had a feeling it had been an awesome night, not something she often thought after an alcohol-fueled encounter.
She checked her phone. Eleven fifteen. For a moment she wondered what Kasia was doing, until she realized she would be working, probably waiting to welcome guests from the late morning ferry. The thought of having to speak to anyone, let alone in a professional capacity, made Tierney’s head spin. Standing upright was the best she could do as she shuffled to the bathroom.
The shower provided momentary relief. She wished it could wash away both the hangover and the guilt that hung on her like a weighted blanket. She dressed slowly and methodically, avoiding any sudden head movements. Coffee, her regular morning savior, was now her nemesis as the acidic liquid swirled in her stomach. She dropped her head on the table.I really am too old to be getting in these situations.
Should she call Joey? They may have heard from Kasia. Or should she just drop down to the hotel and face her? She didn’t want to do that. She wanted to take responsibility for her actions, but Kasia was intimidating, and she would be even more so after their searing hot sex last night. New memories continued to surface, and the tenderness Tierney was feeling began to make more sense. However intense last night had been, it wasn’t what she would describe as making love. It’d been more of a hot fuck.
She should go and see Kasia. Did she have time before the ferry docked? She checked her watch and a memory surfaced.Oh, shit. I was meant to be on the first ferry to meet my uncles.She put her head in her hands, trying to prioritize which disaster to address first. Speaking to her uncles would appease both her dad and Kasia. That had to be her priority. She’d blown arriving at nine a.m., but she could get the second ferry if she hurried.
Driven by a sense of purpose, she surprised herself with a jog down to the harbor. Unfortunately, she was just in time to see the ferry pulling out past the lighthouse into the open sea. She dropped onto one of the stone benches along the quay and rubbed her face.
“Tierney! How are ya?”
She knew the voice the moment it drifted up to her, and she looked down into the harbor to see Joey on board Queen Maedbh, waving cheerfully. They motioned toward the steep steps nearby. She shook her head. Trying to get down there was several steps too far.
Joey’s laughter traveled on the wind. “Meet me at the slip?”
It suddenly struck Tierney’s shattered brain that Joey could get her to the mainland earlier than the next ferry in two hours.
“Yep!” She staggered her way to the slipway where local fishers were working on their nets and pots. “Hey, lads. How’s things?” They nodded and smiled as she slowly took the slippery flagstones. The smell of fish didn’t help the whirlpool of nausea still assaulting her.
“Are you not meant to be somewhere?” Joey’s white teeth shone in the sun, making Tierney realize this awful morning would have been notched up another level if it had been rainy and windy.
