Page 41 of Just For Her

Kayla was completely unfazed, especially out in the middle of nature.

“Oh,yes!” Tove’s car caught and bottled that enthusiastic voice as it echoed between windows. Kayla had ditched her sweater in the front seat when she and Tove hopped in the back, where there was more room for them to fool around. The first place Tove went was that ridiculous cleavage.She’s wearing the bra I got her…Tove didn’t know why that delighted her. She had been worried that it wouldn’t fit, or that Kayla would find bright, sexual red to be tacky. Yet nothing about Kayla was “tacky.” She embraced every fashion and night out about town in ways that made her seem at one with the world. Tove often wished she could feel that way. Even now, as she thrust herself upon her girlfriend, fingers wet and as deep as they could go.

It wasn’t about the possibility of being caught. Tove wasn’t an exhibitionist. What she craved about this situation was the raw spontaneity of it. The burning desire to get straight to the sex without taking time to go somewhere more practical. Tove got off on the knowledge that her partner couldn’t wait – Tove was so good, so desirable that her girlfriend begged for it right here, right now. That was the fantasy, and it did things to Tove that made the logical and methodical façade she presented to her family melt away.

“How do youdothat?” Kayla gasped when Tove had to adjust her stance. Slightly changing position meant her fingers hooked at a different angle, and Kayla cried out in ecstasy.

“Do what? Get under your clothes without taking them off?” It wasn’t difficult. The dress moved with ease, and the leggings were stretchy enough that Tove stuck her whole hand down them without resistance.

“Find the best spot in there!”

Tove didn’t know either. Some partners claimed Tove was less than satisfactory in bed. Then there were women like Kayla who claimed she always found the “best spot.” Tove barely remembered the other women now. There was only Kayla, with her curvy, supple body and the things it did when they were in the throes of sex. She probably didn’t know that her fingers curled wherever they went or that her bottom lip trembled when kissed.

That was another thing Tove loved about doing it in broad daylight: she saw everything.

“Sign me up for this shit forever and always…” Kayla’s faraway voice was not weak. If anything, she sounded like she was making a bold announcement to the citizens of Bend a few miles away. “Fuck,baby, you’re amazing.”

Did that stroke Tove’s ego?Better than I’m stroking her clit right now.She had lost track of what her thumb did now that all she felt wassoft, wet,andwomanly.Sometimes Tove forgot that she had these qualities in her own body. When they got like this, she also forgot to let Kayla touch her back. Mostly because it was never about reciprocation. Tove could perform salacious acts on women all day long without being touched in return. If Kayla noticed this…

Well, she didn’t mind. She had claimed to be a pillow princess after all.

I fucking love pillow princesses.Already a new fantasy struck Tove as she imagined tying this sweet blossom up in her bedroom for the rest of the day.I’d do everything to her. Every fantasy she has. Every fantasy I’ve yet to explore.Tove hadn’t felt this young since she was Kayla’s age. Maybe younger. Moving back to Bend and relegating her love life to midnight dreams and the occasional one-night stand that came through town had done wonders for her everyday stability, but wrecked her sense of wonder and zest for life. Now here was this walking fantasy who had literally stepped out in front of the right car at the right time.

Thank you, Thomas, for being such a goddamn mess.

Tove was getting ahead of herself. While she forgot about accounting, family drama, and her retirement, she dove headfirst into the sensual sea that was Kayla’s sexual movements and the heft of her body as it crashed like waves upon Tove’s waiting hands. At this point, Kayla did most of the work with her bodacious hips and passion for the moment. All Tove had to do was sit still and relish the godly sensations that overwhelmed her entire being.

There was nothing likethis.Absolutely nothing.

“Fuck me!” Kayla may have been breathless, but that didn’t stop her from screaming as she reached her peak. Tove was enthralled.Her sweaty breasts. The roll of her stomach. Her hands searching for purchase. Her vibrating legs and the shoe falling off her foot.None of that mentioned her hypnotic O-Face, the kind of sight that Tove would photograph if she had the wherewithal to do this with one hand and grab her phone with the other. “Holyfucking moly…” As quickly as the moment climaxed, Kayla opened her eyes and reclaimed her breath. Tove slowly pulled her hand away. She had left her girlfriend wet and exhausted in the back seat of the car, out here in the middle of nowhere, and she could die happy.

“My sentiments exactly.” Tove eased halfway on top of Kayla, kissing her gaping lips and tasting the sweat on her chest. She wanted to get to a nipple, but they were firmly enclosed in the bra and the dress on top of that.Later. Let’s save some adventure for later.

Kayla left her hand on her brow. “I used to think fingering was foreplay only,” she said after a moment. Tove’s tongue hesitated in the tight chasm between her girlfriend’s breasts. “You’ve shown me the light. It’s the main event.”

“Glad we agree.” Tove lifted her head for another kiss, this time with Kayla’s full attention behind her mouth. “Does it help that I like going straight to the main event?”

“You waste no time. Once we got back here, you were all over me.”

“I didn’t want to waste time. I never know when you might slip away from me.”

“Baby, I’m not goinganywhere.” Kayla lurched forward, wrapping her arm around Tove and teasing her with a sumptuous kiss. “You’re one of the best things that’s happened to me.”

Another seed of hope grew in the depths of Tove’s heart. “Do you mean that?”

“Do you think I say these things easily? Come on, the way I feel right now…” Kayla laughed. “I’m so high on what you do to me that it’s pure thoughts only. God, I don’t even think I’m making sense right now.” She turned over Tove’s collar with a mischievous bite to her lip. “All I can think about is doing dirty things to you.”

“There’s no need,” Tove said. “We should probably get going. We can stop to freshen up at a restroom not too far from here.” There she was, always practical, always searching for ways to ruin the moment.My family would be proud.Ah, not aboutthis,at least…

“What’s the rush? Don’t you want to feel good too?” Kayla’s hands ran down Tove’s chest, lingering on her breasts until she looked away. “I can be quick too. Let’s take off your pants and hearyouscream next.”

Tove didn’t want to say no, but she knew it was impractical. “That’s all right. We’ve already pushed our luck with nobody finding us out here.” Knowing her luck, a family member was about to blast by in their SUV. “Also, now that I think about it, the bookstore might close early on Saturdays.”

Was Kayla pouting? “If you insist. But tonight, you’re going first, do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.” A lightness touched Tove’s voice as she opened the back door and prepared to get back in the driver’s seat.

“If it’s all right with you….” Kayla raised the backseat and fell against the cushion. “Think I’ll sit back here for a bit. The thought of moving around too much is killing me.”

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