Page 41 of Crossing the Line
"I know." Carmen's thumb ran against Harper’s plump lips. "I'm terrified."
"So am I. But I'd rather be terrified with you than safe and alone without you."
Carmen took Harper's hand and led her toward her bedroom. At the door, she paused, turning back to meet Harper's eyes. "What we're doing?—"
"Is us choosing each other despite every logical reason not to," Harper finished softly.
The air between them felt thick, charged, every heartbeat echoing in her ears. Carmen’s eyes flicked over Harper—her lips slightly parted, eyes dark with want, hands twitching with anticipation. She let herself savor the sight, the way Harper leaned slightly forward as if drawn to her magnetically, and Carmen felt a delicious tension coil low in her belly.
Carmen’s hand slid to the small of Harper’s back, leading her to the bed gently, feeling the warmth radiating from her. Before Harper sat down on the bed, she fumbled with Carmen’s blouse, a little more unsure than their first time together, and Carmen could feel the weight of what existed between them.
Carmen helped Harper remove her own clothing, standing only in her black lace bra and matching panties, before shifting her focus to take off Harper’s clothes. For a moment, she stood there, marveling at Harper’s body—the way the navy bralette accentuated her natural curves and how her matching lace panties hung low on her hips. She felt a tiny twinge of fear-based hesitation but pushed it aside as she guided Harper down on top of the comforter.
Harper reached up for her hand and pulled her down next to her.
“I can’t believe we’re here,” Harper said as she looked Carmen directly in the eyes.
Carmen felt a lump in her throat of all the things she wanted to say but couldn’t, so instead she leaned and kissed Harper, gently at first then with more passion.
When they separated, Carmen rested her forehead on Harper’s and finally said, “Me too. I’m glad you are, though. Really.”
Harper looked up at her with hope and affection that Carmen recognized as the beginnings of love, and she couldn’t resist anymore.
Carmen kissed her again, this time letting her tongue dance with Harper’s as her hands ran down Harper’s back til she reached the small lower part then pulled Harper’s body closer to hers. Harper let out a soft squeal that turned into a giggle as Harper wrapped her arms around Carmen’s body.
Carmen wanted to say so much and pour out her heart to Harper, but instead, she trailed kisses down Harper’s neck andchest. She gently lifted the navy bralette, letting Harper’s breasts free for her to kiss. She cupped them and lifted one nipple to her mouth, flicking the nub with her tongue before swirling around it while her hand gently pinched the other nipple. Harper moaned deeply and shifted her body closer to Carmen. With her other hand, Carmen ran her fingers down Harper’s body, over her toned stomach and down to her heat, letting her fingers rest just outside the opening.
“Please,” Harper begged. “I want you.”
With that, Carmen teased Harper with her finger, not quite inserting it, while still sucking on her nipple and squeezing her other breast. Carmen could feel how quickly Harper became warm and wet for her as she ran her fingers between her folds, then inserted one finger then two.
Harper let out a massive sigh that turned into a moan as she arched her back. “You feel more amazing than I remember.”
Carmen affirmed a “mmhmmm” around Harper’s nipple, letting the vibrations from her voice stimulate Harper even more. Carmen slowly fingered Harper, gradually increasing the pace, and she made a beeline of kisses from her nipple down to her clit. She took out her fingers, to Harper’s protests, spread her folds, then hungrily leaned down to lick her clit. It was swollen with desire, and Carmen could feel Harper wrapping her legs around her back, pulling her even closer. Carmen lapped Harper’s clit, getting lost in the heady musk and something that smelled uniquely Harper. She leaned up to look at Harper’s sex, admiring its beauty, before leaned down and running her tongue from the bottom to top of her folds. Instead of making quick work of Harper’s clit again, she sat up.
“What’s wrong?” Harper asked immediately.
Wordlessly, Carmen leaned over to her nightstand table and opened the drawing, pulling out a pink dildo. She sat next to Harper.
“It’s my favorite. Can we?”
Carmen watched Harper as she appraised the toy, her eyes growing large with desire. She nodded her head and watched as Carmen rested her thumb on her clit and teased the toy between her folds. Carmen pushed the silicone toy gently, letting Harper get used to the feel of it, before letting it slip inside her. She paused for a beat as Harper inhaled sharply, then moved the toy in and out, gently at first then gaining pace. She kept circling her clit, putting a little more pressure with each circle, then easing up a bit before applying more pressure, all the while pumping the pink toy in and out. Carmen pressed a small button at the base of the toy, starting a low vibration. She watched as Harper moaned deeply and shifted her hips to take more of the toy, and Carmen pressed the button again to increase the vibration. Carmen leaned down to run her tongue over Harper’s clit and drew tight circles on it before she used her thumb again. She pumped the toy faster as she matched the same pace with her thumb, and she felt her own excitement growing as Harper squeezed her eyes shut and cried out, her body tightening from her orgasm.
Carmen removed the toy from inside Harper and placed it on the nightstand, then kissed Harper’s lips. “You’re so sexy, you know that?”
“I can’t help myself around you,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes. “Since you said it’s your favorite…”
Carmen’s breathing hitched, and she laid back on the mattress, spreading her legs just slightly.
Harper leaned over and grabbed the pink toy from the nightstand and positioned herself between Carmen’s legs. Harper pawed at her thighs and rubbed her thumb between her folds. Carmen could feel her body responding instantly, and when Harper leaned down to run her tongue along her, she had to hold herself together to prevent herself from going overthe edge already. Harper’s tongue had the perfect amount of pressure, and she melted into the mattress as Harper slipped her tongue inside her before flicking her clit with her tongue. Carmen felt heat pool in her belly and her muscles start to coil tighter with each circle and flick, and she entwined her fingers through Harper’s flowing hair.
Finally after what felt like forever, Harper pressed the button on the toy then inserted it inside Carmen. “Like this?”
“Press it twice more,” Carmen said. “For a stronger vibration.”
Harper did, and Carmen felt the toy fill her and bring her even closer to the edge. Carmen raised her hips and moved them in sync with Harper’s rhythm as Harper pumped the toy in and out.
“God, just like that,” Carmen moaned, barely able to contain herself.
