by Erin Zak
Elena pulls Julia’s clit into her mouth, rolls it between her teeth, and it’s then that Julia hears herself. She was so lost in the feel of Elena’s mouth, her tongue, her lips, that she felt as if she left her body, left Earth and floated above, watching as the most amazing woman Julia has ever met has her way with her. She reaches down and runs her hand through Elena’s hair and then pushes Elena’s mouth harder into her wetness. “Don’t stop,” Julia says as Elena slides two fingers into her. The friction coupled with Elena’s constant contact on Julia’s clit is working, and her first orgasm crashes into her like an avalanche. Only it’s not cold; it’s hot and wet and so fucking amazing. Julia cries out and says Elena’s name over and over like a prayer.
Elena looks up. She’s holding up Julia, whose legs are like Jell-O. Elena guides Julia’s leg down, firmly plants her foot on the ground, and stands. The light catches the glimmer of Julia’s wetness on her face, and Julia almost comes again from the sheer sexiness of it all. Elena’s eyes seem darker, if that’s possible. Elena leans forward and kisses Julia, and she tastes herself on Elena’s tongue. “God, Elena,” she says into her kisses. “You are amazing.”
“Oh, City Girl, that is only the beginning.”
Julia can’t help but laugh, deep and throaty, as Elena wraps her arms around Julia. “Oh, really?” Julia says against Elena’s ear.
Elena takes Julia’s hand and leads her into the bedroom. The room has a dim glow from the outside lights, but it’s just enough for Julia to make out every curve of Elena’s body. Aside from Julia’s own heartbeat, she can hear the music from the party, low, with a small amount of bass.
Elena undresses herself quickly. Almost too quickly. Julia wanted to do it…wanted to take her time doing it…but Elena clearly has no patience. Julia isn’t disappointed, though. She knows she’ll eventually get her chance to undress Elena, one article of clothing at a time. Now, the only thing Julia gets to take off is Elena’s panties, and holy shit, they’re black and a thong, and Julia’s mouth goes dry when she finally sees how gorgeous Elena’s body is. Julia reaches forward and slides her fingertips over Elena’s C-section scar, over the soft, trimmed hair on her center. Elena moans, and the sound makes Julia instantly wet again. Julia catches Elena’s eyes in the soft glow of the lights. It hits Julia hard in that moment that she is so in love with Elena. She can feel the emotion bubbling in her throat, and she has to swallow to keep from crying. Julia breaks eye contact, bends her head, and takes in the sight of Elena’s full breasts. Her areolas are a shade or two darker than her skin, and her nipples are so hard. Julia smiles. Not because it’s funny, but because she honestly never thought she would get to see Elena like this, and she is so excited and happy.
“What are you smiling at?” Elena asks, her voice low, throaty, amazing. Fuck, her voice. How can a voice be so fucking perfect and sexy?
Julia reaches forward and ever so lightly runs a finger around one of Elena’s nipples. “I’m smiling because I’m happy,” she says before she leans forward and captures that same nipple in her mouth. Elena’s sharp intake of air spurs Julia on, and she gently starts to massage both of Elena’s breasts. She tweaks one nipple between her forefinger and thumb, pulls on it as she sucks and bites gently on the other. Elena is moaning, and her hips are rocking.
“Oh my God, Julia,” she says, and it’s followed by a groan, and then her body starts to quiver. Julia’s eyes widen as she looks up at Elena, who instantly starts laughing.
“What…”
“Yeah,” Elena says while continuing to laugh. She smooths her hands over her face, and Julia can tell Elena is embarrassed.
“Are you okay?”
Another laugh and she finally looks at Julia. “Yes. I just fucking came from you playing with my nipples.”
A smile spreads across Julia’s lips, and she’s sure it’s a blind smile because she has never done that to a woman before. “Wow.”
“Yeah. That’s a first for me.”
“God,” Julia says quietly. “Think I can make you come with my mouth now?”
Elena guides Julia toward the bed, her hands on Julia’s shoulders. “Please, yes.” And she pushes Julia back onto the bed, and she lands with a thud. Julia can’t take her eyes off Elena as she easily straddles Julia’s hips. Julia lifts her center until it’s touching Elena’s, and she’s so wet against Julia. She wants to fuck her so bad. She has never wanted another person like she wants Elena Bennett. It’s consuming every inch of her.
“Ride my face,” Julia says, and Elena does as instructed. She places her knees on either side of Julia’s face and within seconds, Julia is licking Elena’s folds, sucking Elena into her mouth, dipping her tongue into Elena’s center. And Elena has found her rhythm, moving her hips, rubbing her wetness on Julia’s mouth and chin. She looks up at Elena, at her hands as they grip the headboard. She is so goddamn sexy, and her voice is so amazing as she says Julia’s name, moans so loud, and says “fuck” more times than Julia has ever heard from her. Julia has Elena’s clit in her mouth now, and her hands are on Elena’s ass.
Elena looks down at Julia, bites her lip, and moans before she says, “Put your fingers inside me.”
Julia does as she’s asked when Elena leans forward more. She fills Elena with two fingers. Julia isn’t sure how she contorts herself, but she is successful, and Elena starts grinding even more. Julia can tell Elena is close. She has never understood a body more than she has with Elena, and she can sense it as Elena’s orgasm approaches. And then, as if on command, Elena clenches around Julia’s fingers, and it happens. Elena comes, and Julia feels Elena’s wetness dripping down her chin. Julia looks up at her as she sags against the headboard. Her ass is on Julia’s chest, her knees bent, her stomach moving in and out with her heavy breathing. Her hair is hanging around her face. Julia is so enamored watching her as she comes down.
Elena starts to laugh, and it shakes Julia’s entire body. “I’m sorry,” she says finally.
“For what?” Julia’s fingers slide from Elena’s wetness as she dismounts from Julia’s chest and face. Elena leans against the headboard. Her breasts look so perfect, and Julia wants to suck and bite her nipples again. Julia wants to laugh at herself because she is so hot for Elena. It’s ridiculous.
“I came all over your face.”
“Are you kidding me?” Julia asks as she rolls toward Elena. “That was the hottest thing that has ever happened to me.”
“Julia,” she says in a whisper. She runs her fingertips over Julia’s cheek, down her jawline to Julia’s chin. “You are the hottest thing that has ever happened to me.”
Julia rolls her eyes and goes to sit up, but Elena makes a move and somehow tops her. Julia’s on her stomach, though, and Elena is in between her legs. Elena leans down against Julia’s back, presses her breasts into Julia, gets insanely close to her ear and says, “Are you ready to be fucked?”
Julia swears that it’s a primal need that makes her legs open wider. Elena chuckles against Julia’s ear, and dammit if Julia isn’t soaked again. Elena moves down Julia’s back, her breasts touching Julia the entire time. Julia can feel Elena’s nipples against her lower back, the dimples that she has above her ass, then as hard pebbles dancing across her ass cheeks. She runs her nails up the backs of Julia’s legs. She places her lips on Julia’s right ass cheek and bites down hard. Julia groans and pushes her ass into Elena until she finally feels Elena’s fingers slip inside her. Julia slides up onto her knees, backing into Elena, giving her access to everything, her heart, her soul, her entire world. Elena starts out slow, then starts to thrust harder and faster, with so much intensity that Julia feels herself start to cry. It doesn’t hurt. No. It feels so good. Julia has never felt this good before. She didn’t know she could ever feel this good. And then Elena reaches around with her free hand and starts to massage Julia’s clit.
And oh, God, Julia was wrong before.
This is the best she has ever felt.
“Kneel,” Elen
a says, and Julia doesn’t argue. She would literally do anything Elena asked. Julia would die if Elena asked her to. Elena latches onto Julia’s earlobe again. Fuck, why does that feel so fucking good? When Elena lets go, she says, “Are you going to come for me?”
Julia turns her head and kisses Elena as her orgasm builds. It’s so close, dancing on the precipice, ready to free-fall into the abyss. Elena knows it’s close, too, because Julia can feel her smiling into the kiss. “Elena,” Julia says against her lips. And her gentle mm-hmm reverberates into Julia’s mouth. “Please don’t stop fucking me.”
“I’ll never stop,” she whispers.
And that’s the moment when Julia’s entire world shatters. Her orgasm rips through her body, throwing her forward, and she braces herself against the mattress. It’s literally the best orgasm Julia has ever had. Elena continues to thrust gently, and Julia is still so very open for her. Another orgasm builds and hits Julia like a runaway train. She finally collapses onto the bed, completely spent. Elena stills inside Julia, whose entire body is pulsating. Every muscle. Every fiber of her being. Elena wiggles her fingers, and Julia can’t help it when she shouts, “Please stop!” Elena laughs against Julia’s ass before she ever so slowly slides her fingers out of Julia’s wetness. “Not funny.”
Elena rolls to the side, pushes Julia’s hair away from her face, and runs a damp finger across Julia’s cheek. “You okay?”
“Yes,” Julia says. Then she breathes out and corrects herself. “No.” She smiles. “Maybe?”
“I told you I was going to fuck you hard,” Elena says before she leans forward and kisses Julia’s forehead.
“You weren’t lying.”
Elena laughs as she snuggles down next to Julia. She pulls a blanket from the end of the bed up around them. “Go to sleep,” she says. “City Girl.”
* * *
Julia’s eyes slide open. She blinks, then looks around the bedroom. She realizes she’s alone in bed. She squints at the red numbers on the digital clock on the bedside table.
2:37 a.m.
She slides out of bed, taking the sheet with her as she pads down the hallway into the kitchen. The light over the sink is on, and Elena is leaning against the countertop wearing a very loose AC/DC T-shirt. She’s holding a glass of water, her hair is a mess, and the entire scene makes Julia’s heart race.
“You okay?” Julia asks when Elena smiles before downing the rest of the water.
Elena nods, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand nonchalantly. She takes a couple steps toward Julia. “I was thirsty,” she says softly. “And really hot.”
“Mmm, you are definitely hot,” Julia responds, her voice low. “My T-shirt looks good on you.”
“You think so?”
Julia runs her hand up under the material to Elena’s bare ass. “Yes,” she says, pulling Elena toward her. “Come back to bed with me.”
Elena pulls the sheet up and up until Julia’s legs are exposed. She then moves her hand under the sheet and slips it between Julia’s thighs. “We could christen this room,” Elena says.
“That isn’t a bad idea.” Julia moves her hand from Elena’s ass to between her thighs and mimics Elena’s movements. And within seconds, Julia is pressing Elena’s back to the wall of the small kitchen, and Elena is moaning Julia’s name over and over again. “That was far too easy,” Julia says as she adjusts the sheet still wrapped around her body.
Elena breathes out, then with one smooth movement, pulls the sheet from Julia and drops it on the floor. “Well, I guess it’s my turn now.”
Julia pulls Elena toward her and kisses her deeply, all too excited to let Elena have her turn.
Chapter Seventeen
As Julia wakes up in the morning, she feels a jolt course through her body when she remembers that she isn’t alone. She looks over at Elena, who is on her stomach, and her hair is wild, and all Julia wants at that moment is to start their night before all over again.
Julia tears her eyes away from Elena’s sleeping figure and looks up at the ceiling, flashbacks flooding her memory. She in’t a stranger to good sex, but last night? Is it a cliché to say it was mind-blowing? Oh well if it is, because that is the only way to describe it. And Elena. Elena… She was perfection wrapped in the body of a goddess.
“What are you doing awake?”
A smile spreads across Julia’s lips as she turns her head to look at Elena. “Couldn’t sleep.” Julia rolls closer and runs her fingertips down Elena’s bare back.
Elena sighs. “That feels nice.”
Julia leans over and places her lips on the bare skin in front of her. “Last night was fun,” she whispers between kisses.
“It was more than fun,” Elena says before she adjusts herself. “It was—”
“Perfect? Incredible? Everything I never knew I wanted?”
“All of the above.”
“Spend the day with me.” Julia runs a finger down the length of Elena’s arm, crossing the faint tan line on her bicep. “Spend the day naked with me,” she corrects herself.
Elena nods and smiles before she pulls Julia into a kiss.
* * *
The two women spend most of the morning finding new ways to make each other moan.
And scream.
And curse.
And take the Lord’s name in vain.
Julia learns quickly that Elena comes harder when she has Julia’s tongue inside her, and when she alternates between sucking and biting at Elena’s clit. The way Elena’s breath hitches in her throat and her back arches, and her muscles in her neck tighten; Julia is now an addict, and making Elena come is her drug.
They climax together more than once, and Julia realizes that coming together, with their fingers inside the other, their mouths busy kissing each other, is the most intense and real feeling she has ever felt. It’s only when they are both completely spent that they peel themselves out of bed and shower together, where the sex is only intensified by the water and the feel of cold tiles pressed against warm bodies. Julia leaves a mark on Elena’s inner thigh, and Elena smiles when she sees it, says she feels like a teenager again. And when Julia rakes her fingers down Elena’s back, she is instantly turned on by the sight of the dark red marks that remain.
It’s late afternoon when they finally emerge from their sex-induced haze. Elena starts to rummage through Julia’s fridge. “Your food supply is laughable, Miss Finch.”
A warmth fills Julia’s chest as she turns and looks at Elena. She is wearing a pair of Julia’s running shorts and a Star Wars T-shirt. It’s quite possibly the best sight Julia has ever seen. She walks toward her and runs her hands up the back of Elena’s bare thighs. “I know what we could eat,” she whispers, reaching around to cup Elena’s still warm center.
Elena turns and instantly starts kissing Julia. “How do you do that to me?” she asks between kisses.
Julia shrugs before she slips her hand under the waistband of the shorts Elena is wearing without panties. She can feel that Elena is already damp, and just touching the wetness makes Julia feel the same way. “Elena?”
“Yes?” she says, panting, looking at Julia.
“I want to fuck you again,” Julia says quietly as she slides her fingers through Elena’s wetness.
“Do it,” Elena replies. “Please.” Julia backs her up against the countertop before she slides in two fingers. Elena leans her head back, spreads her legs a little wider, allowing Julia to go deeper. Julia’s thumb starts to brush against her clit. “Julia, I’m going to come,” Elena says.
“Come for me,” Julia whispers. She repeats herself, adding Elena’s name. She watches as Elena’s orgasm hits. Her hands are gripping the countertop, her breathing is ragged, and she looks so fucking incredible.
Elena starts to laugh after Julia slowly slides her fingers from Elena’s center. “Dammit,” she says quietly. “I was all clean.”
“Not anymore,” Julia says as she looks at Elena and takes in a deep breath. “Do you r
ealize how beautiful you are?”
“Julia,” Elena whispers. She leans forward and places her lips on Julia’s, kissing her deeply. She wraps her arms around Julia’s slender frame and holds on tight.
* * *
Elena manages to find enough ingredients to throw together a pasta dish with tomatoes, garlic, and basil. Julia is thankful that Elena started filling her fridge with supplies; otherwise, they’d be eating crackers and beer.
“You know this basil keeps much better if you put it in water and place a bag over it?”
“You’re kidding me, right? I didn’t even realize you put that in there, let alone know how to keep the stuff fresh.”
Elena rolls her eyes and continues to stir the tomatoes and garlic. Julia watches as Elena adds a pinch of red pepper flakes. “Gives it a kick,” Elena says when she glances at Julia.
“You think we need more heat between us?” Julia asks as she raises her glass of water to her lips.
“Heat isn’t bad,” Elena says. She dips a clean spoon into the sauce and raises it to her lips. When she tastes it, she looks at Julia.
“Jesus,” Julia mumbles from her spot where she’s seated on the counter, white knuckling the countertop. Her entire body tingles at the sight of Elena with the spoon in her mouth. “You’re a tease.”
