Rhea’s face grew hot, but she didn’t let the embarrassment deter her. She was excited by Morgan’s response to her. “Show me.”
Morgan took her hand and led her to her bedroom, stopping just outside the door. She kissed Rhea again, but this time she didn’t hold back. She stroked Rhea’s lips and filled her mouth with her tongue, claiming her until it was Rhea who struggled to stand. The kiss was deep yet gentle, delicate yet possessing. Morgan was claiming her.
Morgan moved to Rhea’s neck, planting kisses along the sensitive skin, making Rhea shudder with need. Rhea let her head fall back, offering herself to Morgan. Morgan’s touch left trails of pleasure along her skin that made her dizzy with want.
Rhea took a step back, leading Morgan into the room until they stood by the bed. Rhea resisted when Morgan tried to guide her down onto the bed.
“No. I can’t have you on top of me.” She swallowed and felt the first wave of trepidation ripple through her until she was shaking.
“It’s okay,” Morgan whispered. “We can do this any way you want. We can stop any time you want.”
“I don’t want to stop. Show me how to love you.”
Morgan sat on the edge of the bed and lay back until she was stretched out on her back. Rhea followed her down onto the bed, straddling Morgan’s hips. Rhea’s heart beat so hard she was certain Morgan could hear. Morgan took Rhea’s hands and placed them over her breasts. Rhea instinctively caressed the soft mounds of flesh and raked her thumbs across Morgan’s nipples, watching them harden at her touch.
Morgan groaned and lifted her hips. The pressure of Morgan’s thigh against Rhea’s clitoris was like a bolt of lightning igniting a fire, and she felt herself swell. She sat up and gripped the end of her shirt and pulled it over her head, as another tendril of uncertainty snaked up her spine. Rhea shivered as the cool air hit her skin and Morgan’s gaze fell to her breasts.
“You are so beautiful,” Morgan whispered.
Rhea started to protest, but Morgan reached up and cupped her face in her hand, drawing her back to the moment. “If you will let me, I’ll show you all the ways you are beautiful to me.”
Rhea smiled, knowing in her heart Morgan could honor her words. The way Morgan looked at her, the way she touched her, made Rhea believe she was beautiful.
“What do I do?” Rhea asked.
“All you have to do is touch me.”
Rhea took Morgan’s hand and placed it over her breast and felt Morgan’s fingers close around her nipple. A flood of heat coursed through her, and she throbbed low in her belly and between her thighs as liquid heat filled her. Morgan sat up and cupped Rhea’s breast in her hand as she kissed her. Rhea dug her fingers into Morgan’s wrist, holding her to her. Her hips surged and her thighs ached. She needed more. She pushed Morgan back onto the bed and tugged at Morgan’s shorts and slowly pulled them down exposing more muscle and honey-brown skin and the soft mound of short dark hair cloaking tender folds of pink flesh.
Morgan reached for her. “Will you take yours off too? I want to feel you against me.”
Rhea removed her own shorts with trembling fingers. This was the most vulnerable she had ever allowed herself to be with anyone. She didn’t recognize what was happening to her body, but it was a feeling beyond anything she had hoped. She let her guard down and took a chance. She crawled up Morgan’s body and settled over her until their nipples brushed and their centers met in a union of heat on heat, wet on wet, skin on skin.
She looked into Morgan’s eyes and brushed her fingers through Morgan’s hair. Morgan held her gaze as if they were tied to each other’s souls. Rhea pushed up with her arms and gasped when Morgan took her breast into her mouth. The heat, the silky wetness, and the smooth, firm stroke of Morgan’s tongue sent waves of pleasure coursing through her until the pressure between her legs threatened to burst. She craved Morgan, and every cell in her body cried out for her touch, her mouth.
“Oh God, Morgan, show me now. Show me how to touch you. Show me.”
Morgan took Rhea’s hand and guided her fingers between her legs through her wetness until Rhea’s fingers slid through the slick folds and pressed against her hard clitoris.
Rhea gasped. “You’re so wet.”
“For you,” Morgan groaned.
Rhea moved her hand to her own sex and touched herself lightly. “Oh.”
Morgan smiled up at her. “You are amazing.”
Rhea slid her hand between Morgan’s thighs and slid her fingers through the wet folds of molten flesh. She watched the pulse in Morgan’s neck quicken and closed her mouth around it and sucked until Morgan writhed beneath her.
“Please don’t stop.”
Rhea kissed Morgan and slid into her, feeling the delicate muscles tighten around her fingers. With each stroke she could feel the tension building in her center, and blood rushed to her head until she could no longer think. Morgan’s hand brushed through her hair and down her back in gentle strokes urging her forward, drawing her deeper. Morgan’s touch was featherlight and warmed her like beams of sunshine. Morgan moved against her, mirroring each stroke of her hand. With each movement, her clitoris rocked against Morgan’s thigh. She pressed herself harder against Morgan until she thought her mind would melt and her body would explode.
“Oh, Rhea,” Morgan moaned. “That’s it, sweetheart. Oh, heavens, I can’t hold on much longer.” Morgan tensed and groaned against Rhea’s neck. She was close. She had dreamed of what it would be like to make love to Rhea, but she hadn’t expected to feel so completely consumed. She wanted to touch Rhea, taste her, and explore every inch of her. She groaned and tempered the urge to take Rhea. She wouldn’t push. She had to let Rhea set the pace. Rhea was so brave and Morgan wanted to give herself to her in every way, but she couldn’t let her want come before Rhea’s need.
Rhea’s clitoris rubbed against her thigh with every stroke and thrust, and Morgan was lost in the feel of Rhea’s heat, and the glide of her wet lips against her sent her to the edge.
“Now,” Morgan whispered. Her body tensed and ripples of pleasure grew until she couldn’t hold back the orgasm any longer. “Now, I’m coming now.”
Morgan marveled at the power surging through her body as she gave herself to Rhea, completely trusting her with her body, her heart, and her soul. Morgan felt both empowered and humbled by the beauty and purity of Rhea’s trust, and her heart ached with the love filling her.
Rhea rocked her hips faster, pushing her clitoris into the firm muscle of Morgan’s thigh. “Oh yes,” Rhea cried out, as the pressure in her clitoris exploded and waves of pleasure pulsed through her like waves crashing against shore. Pleasure erupted inside her until she was beyond reason and the ecstasy spread to her fingertips and the very ends of her toes. She fell against Morgan’s chest and held her in her arms, feeling Morgan tremble beneath her, mirroring the shocks of pleasure still pulsing within her.
Morgan stroked her hair and ran her fingers along her spine in long tender caresses. “Please let me touch you.”
“I don’t know if I can,” Rhea answered, her voice barely a whisper.
Morgan wrapped her arms around Rhea and rolled so that they were on their sides facing each other. She cupped Rhea’s cheek and kissed her.
“Look at me.”
Morgan smiled when Rhea looked at her and began to trace her fingers along the line of muscle along Rhea’s neck to the hollow at the base of her throat. She leaned down and took Rhea’s nipple into her mouth and sucked until Rhea gripped her hair and she felt Rhea’s hips thrust against her.
“I will never hurt you,” Morgan said as she slid her hand between them and stroked Rhea’s thigh, seeking permission. “I want you to think about what we just did and how wonderful that felt. I want to make you feel that again.” She kissed Rhea again and this time slid down Rhea’s body, taking her nipple in her mouth again. Morgan teased and kissed Rhea until she groaned and thrust her hips, telegraphing her need.
Morgan smiled against Rhe
a’s breast and began to kiss her way lower. Rhea rolled and Morgan wrapped her arms around her thighs and settled between Rhea’s legs.
Rhea whimpered and ran her fingers through Morgan’s hair.
Morgan pressed a kiss to the apex of Rhea’s sex.
Rhea jerked when Morgan’s lips brushed against her clitoris, overwhelmed with pleasure as the heat of Morgan’s mouth bathed her. She lifted her hips and surrendered to Morgan’s mouth. Rhea gasped when Morgan’s tongue brushed against her clitoris again, and the world around her melted away. She looked down into Morgan’s eyes, amazed by what was happening.
“Stay with me,” Morgan whispered.
The muscles in Rhea’s thighs tightened as Morgan licked her tongue up the length of Rhea’s clitoris. Need coiled inside her until she couldn’t take much more.
“Please, Morgan.”
Morgan’s mouth closed around her and she shuddered as the tension unraveled, unleashing a flood of pleasure so intense she cried out.
“Oh my God, please, please, don’t stop.” Rhea gripped Morgan’s hair in her hands, holding her to her, and tightened her thighs around Morgan as her hips bucked, and she erupted in Morgan’s mouth. Morgan stroked her and kissed her until the last waves of her orgasm subsided, before kissing her way up her body.
Tears of pleasure trickled from the corners of Rhea’s eyes, and Morgan kissed each one away with a tender brush of her lips.
“Are you okay?”
Rhea buried her face against Morgan’s chest. “I never imagined it could be like this.” She cradled Morgan’s breast in her hand as Morgan’s arms closed around her.
*
Morgan held a trembling Rhea in her arms and gasped as the last aftershocks swept through her. They had made love through the night exploring and claiming each other’s bodies until they were both spent and sated. Rhea had been silent for so long Morgan thought she’d fallen asleep.
She held her breath and tried to plot a course from here. She had no idea how Rhea would feel about what had happened between them. If Rhea turned away from her now, it would break her. She’d held nothing back and had given her heart to Rhea along with her body. Doubt crept into her mind and fear shimmied down her spine.
“Are you okay?” Rhea said in a tired voice.
“Are you?”
Rhea lifted her head and looked at her. Morgan searched Rhea’s face for any sign of doubt or regret or fear or hurt. But Rhea’s eyes were bright and there was a new lightness in her face that Morgan had never seen before.
Rhea smiled. “I don’t know how to describe what I feel. It’s like I was trying to find something, but I didn’t know what it was until I found you. I never imagined I could feel like this.”
Morgan let out a sigh of relief. “You’re amazing, and I can’t imagine anything more beautiful than making love with you. I could hold you forever.”
Rhea stilled and a faint line creased her brow. “Do you mean that?” Rhea asked.
“Of course.”
“What if I can’t be who you want me to be?”
Morgan took Rhea’s hand and kissed the tips of her fingers. “I only want you to be you. You, just the way you are, nothing more and nothing less.” Morgan was holding her heart out to Rhea. This wouldn’t be the first time she’d wanted to be enough for someone, only to be turned away. She’d been selfish in the past and asked too much. She wouldn’t do that to Rhea. She would walk away before she did that.
“If this is too much, Rhea, all you have to do is say so.”
Rhea rolled on top of Morgan and kissed her. She took her time exploring every recess of Morgan’s mouth until Morgan’s doubt was a vague memory.
Morgan groaned. “Rhea?”
“Hmm,” Rhea answered, playing her fingers across Morgan’s chest.
Morgan swallowed, afraid she was about to say something Rhea wasn’t able to hear. “I love you.”
Rhea’s fingers stilled.
“You don’t have to say anything. I just wanted you to know. Just tell me what you need, and I’ll do it.”
Rhea pulled away from Morgan and pushed up on her elbow so she was looking down at Morgan. “What I need is to have you show me more of the things you like. I need to hear you call out my name until I believe all of this is real. I want you to make me feel things beyond imagining. I want you to show me all the things I never knew about love.”
Morgan slid her hand up Rhea’s back. “I can do that.”
Rhea smiled and wiggled closer against Morgan with a contented sigh and played her fingers along Morgan’s cheek. She leaned down until her lips were a breath away from Morgan’s.
“Good.” She nipped Morgan’s lower lip with her teeth. “Because I love you, Morgan, and I never want to stop.”
Morgan smiled and kissed her.
About the Author
Donna K. Ford is a licensed professional counselor who spends her professional time assisting people with their recovery from substance addictions. She holds an associate degree in criminal justice, a BS in psychology, and an MS in community agency counseling. When not trying to save the world, she spends her time in the mountains of East Tennessee enjoying the lakes, rivers, and hiking trails near her home and in the Great Smoky Mountains. Reading, writing, and enjoying conversations with good friends are the gifts that keep her grounded. She shares her life with her loving partner Keah and their now three adoring cats and one increasingly crazy beagle. They are her heart and her home and keep life interesting.
She spends much of the summer months traveling to Pride events with other Bold Strokes Books authors, where she enjoys meeting readers and talking about books.
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