Spectrum

by MJ Duncan

  “I want you,” Anna murmured against her skin as she kissed her way over the plane of Bryn’s chest.

  Their eyes locked as Anna’s lips brushed over the edge of her nightgown, and Bryn’s mouth fell open in a quiet moan when Anna’s mouth surrounded her nipple, heat and wetness and a pleasant sting of teeth marking the silk that separated them. Anna’s hands wrapped around her ribs to hold her still as she alternated from one breast to the other, sucking, licking, and nipping until Bryn was a writhing, whimpering mess.

  Her pulse pounded between her legs as Anna’s fingers dipped lower, tickling the tops of her thighs where her nightgown had bunched at her hips. She drew a shuddering breath as Anna’s tongue traced lazily back up her sternum and long fingers inched up her legs, the fabric of her nightie bunching on Anna’s wrists as it was pushed higher and higher. She blinked twice to focus on Anna’s smiling face as it hovered above her, and sighed as she lifted her head to capture Anna’s lips in a kiss that was a toe-curling blend of wanton desire tempered by tenderness.

  She moved with Anna, lifting her body incrementally off the mattress as they kissed until the wisp of her nightgown was lifted over her head and dropped over the side of the bed. She held her breath as Anna straightened above her, stormy blue eyes raking over her body that was exposed to her for the first time, insecurity twisting low in her stomach her as she prayed Anna liked what she saw.

  “Dear God, you’re beautiful,” Anna whispered, her voice thick with emotion as her hands swept over Bryn’s breasts.

  Bryn smiled as she reached for the hem of Anna’s shirt. “Let me see you.” Her heart beat up into her throat as she began lifting the thin shirt, revealing more and more of the taut belly she had once glimpsed months before, and she licked her lips as she dragged the backs of her nails over the defined lines of Anna’s abdomen. Her mouth went dry when Anna’s breasts were finally exposed, so pert and round, with pebbled rose-colored nipples that she could not resist touching.

  The quiet hitch of Anna’s breath when she ran her thumbs around the perimeter of each nipple was electric, and before she could even think about what she was doing, she had pulled herself into a half-sitting position to take one into her mouth. She moaned as she dragged the tip of her tongue over the swollen bud, loving the way it strained against her, and she grabbed onto Anna’s hips as Anna arched into her, one hand cradling the back of her head as she braced herself against the headboard with the other. The breathy sighs and rumbling moans that tumbled from Anna’s lips as she played at her breasts were utterly enchanting, and she wanted more.

  She had never felt such overwhelming desire, had never experienced this almost crippling need to touch and taste and give and take. She did not stop to think that she actually had no idea what she was doing as she grabbed the back of Anna’s shoulder with her right hand and twisted her hips to reverse their positions.

  She just wanted.

  And the way Anna immediately submitted to her made her want even more.

  Her hands glided over Anna’s body with an instinct she had not realized she possessed until that moment as she worshipped Anna’s chest with wet kisses and gentle nips and her fingers stroked and caressed every perfect inch of skin she could reach. She covered Anna’s breasts with her hands, dragging her thumbs over stiff, swollen nipples as she swooped higher to capture Anna’s lips in an ardent kiss that left her completely breathless.

  She stared into Anna’s eyes as she let her left hand drift lower, over the flat of Anna’s stomach to dip beneath the waistband of her shorts.

  “Yes,” Anna whimpered, cradling Bryn’s face in her hands and tracing the line of Bryn’s lips with her tongue as she lifted her hips from the bed.

  Bryn licked her lips as she tugged the shorts down over Anna’s hips, her gaze dropping to follow their progress. She swallowed hard as Anna was revealed to her, and she was unable to look away from the smooth skin and delicate folds that were slick with arousal at the crux of Anna’s thighs. Her heart pounded in her throat as she finished removing the shorts and dropped them off the side of the bed, hypnotized by the way Anna’s legs fell open beneath her gaze.

  She felt like she was being gifted something truly special as Anna lay waiting before her, and she drew a ragged breath as she stroked her hands along Anna’s inner thighs. “I’ve never…”

  “It doesn’t matter,” Anna whispered, her voice rough with desire. “Please touch me.”

  Bryn’s thumbs traced soft, full outer lips, and a trembling sigh escaped her as she leaned forward, her mouth going dry as she caught the first sweet scent of Anna’s arousal. She had no idea what she was doing, but she wanted.

  God, how she wanted.

  The first soft kiss she pressed between Anna’s legs was light and a little unsure, but the strangled moan it drew from Anna’s lips encouraged her to do it again. She flicked her tongue tentatively over Anna’s clit, tasting just the faintest hint of Anna’s arousal, and her stomach clenched at the way Anna’s hips lifted toward her.

  This was better than she had dreamt it might be.

  She wrapped her arms around Anna’s thighs as she laid down on the bed between her legs, her eyes fluttering shut as she dragged the flat of her tongue through the length of Anna’s folds. The taste was hard to describe, but Bryn did not need to be able to describe it to know that it was exquisite and that she wanted more. She pulled herself forward, covering Anna with her mouth as she licked and lapped and sucked at her, letting the breathy, feminine sounds that rained on her from above guide her to where Anna needed her.

  She matched the speed and force of her touch to Anna’s hips that were rolling against her mouth, and she watched, completely awestruck when Anna’s thighs tensed beneath her hands as she cried out softly with her release. Bryn had never seen anything so beautiful as Anna was in that moment, and she wanted to see it again.

  And again.

  She knew, as she dropped her mouth to lap at the sweetness that waited for her, that she would never get tired of seeing Anna like this, of feeling her tense and relax, hearing her gasp for breath and moan and sigh and whimper. She would never tire of the taste of Anna against her tongue, or the feeling of long fingers combing through her hair as trim hips rocked with increasing fervor against her mouth.

  This time she watched Anna as she made love to her with lips and tongue, completely enchanted by the way Anna moved with her, back arching, legs sliding along Bryn’s shoulders, opening wider, offering everything that she was to Bryn as she gave herself over to the pleasure that was coursing through her veins. It took longer for Anna to come a second time, but it was still far too soon for Bryn’s liking.

  She wanted more, but Anna’s hand cupped the side of her jaw, gently tugging as Anna let out a shaky laugh and said, “Come here.”

  Bryn closed her eyes and dropped one last kiss to Anna’s clit, loving the way it twitched against her lips before she kissed her way up Anna’s body until they were face to face. Anna was smiling, looking so completely relaxed and sated that she could not help but smile back as she drawled, “Yes?”

  Anna had been so pliant to her whims until that point that Bryn was surprised when Anna leaned into her, pushing her onto her back as she whispered huskily, “My turn.”

  Anna’s lips were soft against her own, her tongue tender in its exploration of Bryn’s mouth. Her right hand stroked lightly over Bryn’s body as they kissed, up and down the curve of her belly and around the perimeter of her breasts. There was no sense of urgency in her touch, and Bryn moaned into the kiss as knowing fingers floated around her nipple, gently coaxing it to a hard point before squeezing it with increasing pressure until Bryn had to tear her mouth away to gasp for air.

  “Hmm?” Anna hummed as she finally released Bryn’s nipple and let her hand travel in an aimless, wandering path down her stomach before latching onto her hip.

  Bryn shivered as Anna’s lips found her ear, dull teeth nipping at her lobe before moving on to bite the sensitive hollow
beneath the hinge of her jaw. Her heart raced as Anna’s mouth moved over her body, teasing areas she had not realized were so sensitive with wet kisses, heavy licks, and light nips. The hand on her hip held her still as Anna alternated between her breasts, teasing her nipples to tight, throbbing points before she moved lower, her loose hair ticking the skin on Bryn’s stomach as she playfully flicked her tongue in her bellybutton.

  She barely heard Anna’s whispered, “So gorgeous,” over the sound of her pulse pounding in her ears as Anna settled between her legs. Anna’s thumbs caressed her inner thighs as she pushed her legs open wider, and Bryn’s breath caught in her throat when she looked down her body to watch Anna’s tongue extended to flick lightly over her clit.

  Anna’s gaze was smoldering when she looked up at her as she teased the perimeter of Bryn’s clit with her tongue, and Bryn whimpered as her body curled in on itself, lifting closer to Anna’s mouth.

  She was not sure which of them moaned louder when Anna’s tongue swept through the length of her, and when Anna’s lips wrapped around her clit, sucking lightly as she painted slow stripes over the bud with her tongue, Bryn lost the ability to think altogether.

  The hands on her hips were an anchor, holding her in place as Anna’s mouth coaxed her to new heights, the warmth of her building climax spreading through her body with every lick and suck and toe-curling thrust of Anna’s tongue deep inside her. It inched down her thighs and up into her chest, pushing her heart up into her throat as her pleasure continued to build, filling every part of her until she was convinced that she could not feel any more.

  And yet, she could. It felt like an eternity that she hovered there on the precipice of orgasm, desire and heat and the firm press of Anna’s tongue overwhelming her senses. She did not hear the way Anna was moaning against her, did not feel the fingers against her hips tighten a heartbeat before Anna’s mouth surrounded her, the tip of her tongue flicking back and forth over her clit, sucking and licking, soft and fast, driving Bryn to the pinnacle of pleasure and then coaxing her over the edge into climax.

  Bryn came back to herself slowly, guided back by the feeling of Anna’s fingers stroking lightly over her hips and soft lips tenderly kissing her inner thigh. Her heart was still pounding in her chest as she reached for Anna, fingers wrapping around the back of her neck and wordlessly pulling her higher. She had never experienced such an intense orgasm, and she needed Anna closer, needed to feel the warmth of her skin and the weight of her body to anchor her to this moment. Her pulse began to slow as Anna’s body covered her own, and she closed her eyes as Anna’s lips pressed against her shoulder.

  She drew a deep breath, letting her chest fill completely before she slowly let it go. Her heartbeat settled back into something resembling its normal rhythm by the time she had expended all her air, and she smiled as she opened her eyes to look at Anna. “Wow.”

  Anna nodded. “Very much wow,” she agreed, hooking a finger under Bryn’s chin and lifting it so she could kiss her. “You’re incredible.”

  Bryn moaned at the taste of herself on Anna’s lips and shook her head. “You are.”

  “I beg to differ,” Anna teased, smirking as she ran a hand along Bryn’s side. “Good thing we have all weekend to figure it out, huh?”

  Bryn smiled and let her hands drop down to Anna’s ass, squeezing lightly as she replied, “Indeed.”

  Thirty-Four

  Bryn leaned back against the sofa in the great room and smiled at Anna, who was lying on the couch with her hands behind her head on a throw pillow and her legs draped across Bryn’s lap. Rumbling stomachs had chased them from the bedroom about forty minutes earlier, and Bryn made no effort to hide the way her eyes raked over Anna’s body as she stroked her fingers up and down Anna’s shins in time with the music that was playing softly over the speakers as they waited for the Thai food they had ordered to be delivered.

  “What?” Anna asked, smiling back at Bryn as she pointed her toes and arched her back in a small stretch. She looked like a contented jungle cat, relaxed and sated in the same slinky black shorts she had borrowed the night before and a tight white T-shirt that did nothing to hide the fact that she wore nothing underneath it.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good,” Bryn admitted as she traced the knob of Anna’s right knee with her fingertips.

  “Yeah, well, a day of mind-blowing sex will do that to a person,” Anna drawled, her lips quirking in a roguish grin.

  Bryn chuckled and pinched the inside of Anna’s thigh. “Are you complaining?”

  “Absolutely not.”

  “Wise decision, Fitzpatrick,” Bryn teased as she smoothed her thumb over the spot she had just pinched.

  “I have my moments.”

  “Indeed you do,” Bryn agreed in a throaty purr, her thoughts drifting back to her bedroom. Anna had been incredible—attentive, affectionate, and playful as they came together again and again. She had been a goddess of pleasure as she hovered above her surrounded by a halo of sunlight, eyes dark and lips curled in a luscious smile as she brought Bryn to new heights and then caught her with a kiss every time she went tumbling over.

  Anna groaned. “Nakamura…”

  Bryn ran her fingers higher up Anna’s leg and tickled the soft skin just under the hem of her shorts. She smiled at the way Anna arched a brow in playful challenge and let her right leg fall off the side of the couch, leaving herself open to whatever Bryn wanted to do to her.

  Keenly aware of the fact that Anna wore absolutely nothing under her shorts, Bryn held her gaze as she pushed higher, lightly caressing, loving the way Anna’s lips parted with a sigh as her fingertips ghosted over her clit, careful not to touch but more than close enough for Anna to feel the promise of the contact that waited just out of reach.

  “Bryn,” Anna breathed.

  “Yes?”

  Anna rolled her hips forward. “Please.”

  Bryn pushed just that little bit further to rub a slow circle over warm, soft skin that moved enticingly with her touch. “Like this?”

  “Yes.” Anna nodded as she reached for Bryn, beckoning her closer with an open palm and an almost desperate look on her face.

  Bryn’s heart fluttered into her throat as she moved over Anna, her touch never faltering as she stretched above her. Anna moaned and shifted, her legs opening wider as Bryn’s fingers dropped just enough to dip into a growing pool of arousal before spreading the slick warmth over Anna’s clit, coaxing the sensitive bundle of nerves from its hood. She captured Anna’s lips in a deep, probing kiss as a nimble hand dove beneath the waistband of her shorts, skillful fingertips finding their mark and immediately mirroring her touch.

  “God,” Bryn grunted as her hips bucked against Anna’s hand. “Didn’t we just do this?”

  “A lot.” Anna smiled and wrapped her free hand around Bryn’s hip, holding her in place even as she offered, “Do you want to stop?”

  Bryn shook her head and groaned as Anna’s touch moved lower, two long fingers pushing inside her. Her hips rocked down, drawing Anna deeper, and she touched their foreheads together as the heel of Anna’s hand rubbed against her clit. She had no idea how her teasing Anna had turned into this, but she forgot to care when Anna’s fingers began sliding in and out of her.

  “Please don’t stop,” Bryn whispered as she dipped her hand lower. She eased two fingers into soft, clinging heat, and could not contain the long, shuddering sigh that tumbled from her lips when she felt Anna flutter around her. She fisted her right hand in Anna’s hair as she pulled out slowly, and smiled at the way Anna moaned against her lips.

  “Fuck, Bryn…” Anna hissed.

  “Sounds good to me,” Bryn murmured playfully.

  Anna laughed and kissed Bryn hard, their tongues sliding sloppily together as they let themselves become lost in the moment. Push and pull, they moved together, bodies rocking and wrists flexing. Quiet curses and pleas punctuated ragged breaths and low, rumbling moans, until they eventually reached the pea
k of pleasure and fell into ecstasy together.

  “Oh my God,” Anna groaned as Bryn collapsed atop her.

  Bryn chuckled and nipped at Anna’s throat. “Yes?”

  Anna blew out a loud breath and shook her head. “I dunno.”

  That made Bryn laugh even harder, and she pressed a wet kiss to a purpling spot on Anna’s neck as she pulled her hand from her shorts. “Eloquent.”

  “I could be crass and say that you fucked the eloquence out of me,” Anna teased, tickling sticky fingers over Bryn’s lower stomach. She chuckled and wrapped her arms around Bryn’s waist. “But I won’t.”

  “Your restraint is impressive.” Bryn laid her head on Anna’s shoulder. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “You know, I honestly didn’t mean for that to happen.”

  Anna huffed a laugh and pressed her lips to Bryn’s forehead. “What did you expect to happen when you stuck your hand up my shorts?”

  “I don’t know. Certainly not for you to egg me on like you did.”

  Anna chuckled and shook her head. “Sorry, beautiful, but you should have totally expected that.”

  Bryn rolled her eyes and nodded. “Probably.”

  The cordless phone on the coffee table that had been all but forgotten rang shrilly, and Bryn sighed as she pushed herself off of Anna to reach for it. “That’s probably our dinner.” She wiped her hand off on her shirt before she picked up the phone. “Hello?”

  “Bryn. It’s Gerald. Is this a bad time?”

  Bryn sat up straighter. Though she had been pleasantly distracted all day, there was a tiny part of her subconscious that had been waiting for this call. “Not at all. What’s up?”

  “We’re ready to harvest.”

  Bryn smiled. “Excellent. How were the numbers?”