Something in the Water, page 21
“So pretty,” she breathed, pressing her forehead to Kate’s as she trailed the backs of her fingers up and down her arms. “If I’d known that this was waiting for me under that dress, I’d’ve stripped it off you sooner.”
Kate’s eyes crinkled as her gaze dipped to drink in Carter’s simple, pale blue bra. Though it wasn’t nearly as fancy as Kate’s lingerie, the slow slide of Kate’s tongue across her lips as she palmed Carter’s breasts said that she didn’t particularly care. “I could say the same for you…” She hummed at the way Carter shivered when she brushed her thumbs over her nipples, and fluttered her tongue along the seam of Carter’s lips as she tugged at the edges of the cups. “Can I take this off?”
Carter nodded and raked her nails down Kate’s back to toy with the clasp of her bra. “Can I?”
“Yes,” Kate whimpered as she reached behind Carter to unclasp her bra.
Carter dipped her head to recapture Kate’s lips as they stripped each other of the obstructing garments. She sighed into the kiss as eager hands raked over her stomach to unbutton her jeans, and cradled Kate’s breasts in her hands as she rocked her hips back just enough to give her room to work. A fresh wave of arousal crashed between her thighs when Kate’s thumbs dipped under the waistband of her boxer briefs to push them over her hips along with her jeans.
“Want you,” she husked as she stepped out of her clothes and pushed Kate toward the bed.
Carter clenched at the breathy, high-pitched whimper that tumbled from Kate’s lips when she pressed her back onto the mattress, and moaned approvingly at the way Kate spread her legs wider and grabbed her ass to pull her in closer. She bit at Kate’s shoulder as she settled atop her, and her heart skipped a beat at the feeling of Kate’s sodden panties rubbing against her skin.
“Gonna make you feel so good,” she rasped as she drove her hips forward, coaxing the most exquisite cry from Kate’s lips. Kate’s hands swept up and down her back encouragingly as she set a slow, purposeful rhythm, and she used her chin to turn Kate’s head to the side so she could nuzzle and nip at her throat. She fluttered her tongue over the mark she’d already left before dipping lower to lave attention on the curve where Kate’s neck and shoulder met and nip at it sharply.
“Yes!” Kate cried as she turned her head further to the side, offering Carter more skin to devour.
Carter soothed the bite with the flat of her tongue and pulled back to blow lightly against it. Her stomach tightened when Kate’s hand curved around on the back of her head, pressing firmly.
“Again,” Kate husked.
Carter hummed as she traced the pinked skin with the tip of her tongue once, twice, three times before clamping her mouth around it. She alternated between heavy sucks and light, teasing licks as she slid her right hand down Kate’s chest. She dragged her teeth over the blossoming bruise as she rolled Kate’s breast in her hand before squeezing roughly, and licked her way back up to Kate’s mouth to whisper, “You are so fucking sexy,” against her lips as she plucked at her nipple.
“Fuck, Carter, please…” Kate hooked her knees over Carter’s hips and pressed her heels into the backs of her thighs to urge her closer.
Carter squeezed her eyes shut as she clenched at the desperation in Kate’s tone. “What do you need?”
“I need…” Kate raked her nails down Carter’s back. “Fuck— I— Please!”
Carter rolled Kate’s nipple between her thumb and forefinger and thrust against her forcefully. “Like this?”
“Yes,” Kate hissed, her nails biting into Carter’s shoulders as she arched her head back into the pillow. “More. Please more…”
Carter licked at Kate’s mouth as she gave her nipple one last tweak before sliding her hand down Kate’s stomach. She blinked her eyes open to watch Kate’s face as she cupped her over her panties, and clenched at the unabashed pleasure that washed over Kate’s face as she moaned at the touch. “Just like that,” she encouraged as she pressed the knuckle of her middle finger against Kate’s straining clit and began rubbing in a firm massage. “You feel so good.”
Kate’s eyes screwed shut as she gasped, “You— Ah!”
“That’s it, beautiful.” Carter pressed her forehead to Kate’s as she massaged her, delighting in the way Kate’s breaths fell in ragged, increasingly desperate pants against her lips as she drew closer and closer to the edge. “Don’t hold back,” she encouraged. “Let me hear you.”
Kate tipped her head back and moaned Carter’s name, the syllables long and lush with abandon in a way that said she was so very close to the edge.
Carter’s clit pulsed at the sound of it, and she kissed her sloppily as she shifted to grind against the back of her hand so she could come with her. She peppered Kate’s throat with kisses when Kate broke away with a gasp, and sped the tempo of her hips as Kate chanted her name like she alone could bring her salvation. “So good,” she whispered. “Just like that.”
Kate’s hands scrabbled over Carter’s back as she whimpered, “God, Carter, please.”
Carter curled her fingers into the sodden fabric and pressed against the ocean of want puddled at her entrance. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” She licked a line up to Kate’s mouth as she tugged her panties aside, and kissed her hard and dirty as she stroked lightly through slick, swollen folds, once, twice, three times, coating her fingers in Kate’s arousal before dipping lower to press at her entrance. She broke the kiss to lick at Kate’s lips and rasp, “How many do you like?”
“Three,” Kate rasped. “Please, oh—” Her plea faded into a moan as Carter sank inside her.
Carter’s stomach tightened as hot, velvet walls fluttered and clenched around her fingers, pulling them deeper. When she bottomed out and her palm pressed against Kate’s clit, the euphoric cry that tumbled from Kate’s lips caused Carter’s eyes to roll back in her head. “You feel so good,” she murmured. She drew a deep breath as she pulled back to bask in Kate’s pleasure, the furrow of her brow and the fullness of her lips that were parted in a picture of ecstasy as she sucked in sharp, ragged breaths. She was the most beautiful thing Carter had ever seen, and Carter bit her lip against the tingling warmth that began to creep its way up her belly and down her legs.
Desperate for Kate to come first, Carter curled her fingers as she reversed course, purposefully stalling her retreat to massage hidden ridges that made Kate’s eyes squeeze shut and her hips buck against her hand. “That’s it,” she encouraged, pulling out to tease at Kate’s entrance before slamming back in with a wet slap of her palm to Kate’s clit.
“Don’t stop,” Kate croaked, her voice vibrating with the storm building inside her.
“Never,” Carter promised, using her hips to drive her next thrust. She dragged her fingertips over fluttering ridges as she withdrew, and grunted quietly with the effort it took to bury herself inside Kate once more.
It only took a handful more thrusts for Kate to tumble into release, her breath hitching around a sharp cry before settling into a heavy moan that swept over Carter like a wave and pulled her over the edge after her. She rolled her hips in a slow grind against her hand that was pressed against Kate’s clit to draw out each of their pleasure for as long as possible, and only pulled out once Kate’s trembling eased.
“You are so goddamn sexy when you come,” Carter whispered, brushing a playful smile of a kiss over Kate’s lips. Her heart fluttered into her throat at the way Kate whimpered and immediately deepened the kiss, and she hummed at the feeling of Kate’s hands sweeping up and down her sides as their tongues stroked idly together. She nuzzled Kate’s cheek when the kiss reached its inevitable end and plucked at the waistband of her panties. “Can I take these off?”
Kate lifted a hand to cradle Carter’s jaw, her thumb brushing a gentle arc over Carter’s cheek as she consented with a small nod and a soft, “Please…”
Carter licked her lips as she pulled the absolutely ruined panties down Kate’s legs. Her stomach tightened at the way Kate’s legs fell open for her as she tossed the panties aside, and she pressed Kate’s knees out wider to drink in the sight of pink, swollen lips glistening with desire. “So pretty,” she purred, rubbing her hands over Kate’s calves as she dipped her head to kiss the inside of Kate’s thigh. A quiet moan hitched in her throat as the scent of Kate’s arousal overwhelmed her, and she lifted her eyes to watch Kate’s as she began kissing her way slowly higher.
“Oh, Carter,” Kate sighed as she melted into the bed. She carded her fingers through Carter’s hair, a look of complete surrender softening her features as she lifted her hips invitingly.
Carter stared, utterly entranced by the way Kate’s free hand slid over and around her breasts in a gentle caress as she placed one kiss after another along the line of Kate’s thigh. Her eyes fluttered shut at the first taste of Kate’s arousal when she licked at her upper thigh, and she honestly wasn’t sure which of them moaned louder when she finally dipped her tongue into the source of that sweetness. She bathed Kate’s clit with soft, fleeting licks as she stretched out between her legs, and grabbed her slowly rocking hips to hold her still as she pulled back to exhale a rough, “Fuck, you taste so good,” against her center.
Carter groaned as Kate’s voice cracking around her name sent a molten shiver cascading between her thighs, and she guided Kate’s legs over her shoulders as she nuzzled closer, bathing her clit with firm, tight swirling licks that made her whimper and moan. She wrapped her hands around Kate’s thighs to hold them open as she captured the swollen bud between her lips and sucked against it once, twice, three times before pulling back to blow lightly over Kate’s clit.
“Please,” Kate whined, her hips twitching wantonly as she tugged at Carter’s hair.
Carter licked her lips as she allowed Kate to guide her to where she was needed. She was rewarded with a breathy cry when she dove back into her task, and relaxed her grip to let her hands wander up and down Kate’s sides as she lost herself in the intoxicating sweetness of Kate’s pleasure. She worked Kate up slowly, lingering on the spots that made her whimper and moan, bathing them with kisses and alternating between heavy licks and light, teasing flicks of her tongue, delighting in the way Kate writhed against her mouth. Her hands returned to Kate’s hips when soft, feminine cries became desperate and pleading, and she moaned against Kate’s clit as she sucked it between her lips, batting the bud with the tip of her tongue.
She held on tight as Kate cried a positively debauched, “Fuck,” that faded into a deep, rumbling groan as her body stilled for a moment before pulsing against her mouth as she came.
Carter released Kate’s clit to feast on the fruits of her effort. When the last waves of Kate’s pleasure receded, she rested her cheek against Kate’s inner thigh with a contented hum. “God, that was amazing.”
Kate sighed and scratched lightly at Carter’s head. “I feel like that should be my line,” she said as she rubbed her free hand over her face. “My god, Carter…”
Carter pressed a wet kiss to Kate’s thigh before pushing up onto her hands and knees and sweeping higher to capture Kate’s lips with her own.
A low moan bubbled in Kate’s throat when she tasted herself on Carter’s tongue, and she dragged her hand from Carter’s hair to push at her shoulder. “Want you,” she mumbled against Carter’s lips.
Carter’s clit throbbed needfully, and she nodded as she panted, “How?”
“Oh, there are so many ways,” Kate murmured as her hands curved around Carter’s hips. A slow, sinful smile curled lips, and Carter very nearly came when she continued in a voice that brooked no argument, “But for now, put your hands on the headboard. I want you to sit on my face.”
Warm contentment swelled in Kate’s chest when she blinked her eyes open early the next morning and found Carter stretched out on her stomach beside her, arms extended beneath the pillow that only the very top of her head was resting on, fast asleep. She bit her lip as her gaze drifted from Carter’s soft, kissable lips to where the sheets had bunched just above the defined curve of her ass. Heat pooled low in her belly when she noticed the faded pink marks her nails had left on Carter’s waist, and she licked her lips as memories of how those marks had come to be flashed across her mind.
Carter hovering above her with dark, lust-filled eyes and lips parted as she panted with the effort of her thrusts as she fucked her.
Carter’s knees on either side of her head, her powerful thighs as soft as silk against her cheeks as she rode her face.
Carter’s face alight with laughter as she pressed her down onto the stairs, their quest for food forgotten as a hot, hungry mouth wrapped around her nipple with a satisfied hum and long fingers plunged inside her.
Her lower back twinged at the memory of that one, but it was far outweighed by the pleasant ache between her legs. She’d expected sex with Carter to be amazing—there was no way it could be anything but, given how much Carter’s kisses affected her—but the reality of just how incredible it’d been left her feeling tingly and satisfied and eager for more despite still feeling the effects from the night before.
God, she’s gorgeous, she thought as her gaze drifted back to Carter’s face.
Her fingers itched to caress Carter’s cheek, and she curled them into a fist to resist the urge. Only a handful of hours had passed since they’d finally fallen asleep, and just because she’d woken up with the sun didn’t mean Carter had to.
While Carter wasn’t awake, her stomach was, as it made itself known with a comically loud grumble, but Carter was so zonked out that she didn’t even twitch.
Kate chewed her lip as her eyes flicked to the clock on the bedside table. She very much wanted to be here when Carter finally woke up, but if that grumble was any indication, she was going to be famished when she did. And, well… Carter was so dead to the world that she figured she could dash upstairs, put together a quick breakfast for them, and be back before Carter even realized she’d left.
She slipped carefully out of bed and, after a quick bathroom stop, picked up Carter’s button-down up from the floor and pulled it on, buttoning the bottom four buttons and rolling the too-long sleeves above her wrists. Her hamstrings twinged as she started up the stairs, and she grinned at the discomfort. It had been years since she’d last taken anyone to bed, but she couldn’t recall a time she’d ever felt this good afterward.
As if to match her happy afterglow, the front room was painted in soft golden hues by the early-morning sun shining through the front window. Her smile widened as she turned toward the kitchen, a fluttery feeling settling in her chest as she reveled in the incredible perfection that was her life. That fluttery feeling relocated to the pocket of her hips a moment later when she spotted her favorite well-worn Smith sweatshirt and a pair of little black running shorts beside an empty pizza box on the floor beside the dining room table. Her step faltered, and she blushed as her pulse stumbled into a sprint as she recalled, with striking, stomach-clenching, nipple-tightening clarity, the way Carter—reenergized after having polished off two-thirds of the pie herself—had stripped her bare, laid her out on the table, and absolutely ravished her.
Kate bit her lip as she knelt to pick up her clothes and the cardboard box, trying and failing to direct her thoughts to anything other than the way Carter’s hands had molded to her hips to hold her still as she went down on her, and made a mental note to disinfect the table as she tossed the clothes onto it. She shook her head with a wry thought of Now that’s something I never thought I’d say as she wandered into the kitchen with the pizza box and set it on the counter.
She pulled the carafe from the coffee machine and turned to the sink to fill it. Her chest filled with a warm, honeyed feeling as her gaze landed on the bouquet of roses on the windowsill above the sink, and she took a deep breath, letting herself sink into the unfamiliar sensation as she reached out to gently rub one of the soft petals between her thumb and forefinger. Everything about last night had been so blissfully perfect that a part of her wondered when the other shoe would drop. It still boggled her mind that a woman as young, gorgeous, and charming as Carter might be interested in her, and yet, she’d brought her flowers—twice in one week, something not even Grant had done when they’d been dating—and the sated lassitude in her limbs, never mind the myriad of marks scattered over her body, were all undeniable proof that she did.
Honestly, if this is a dream, I don’t think I ever want to wake up from it.
She was snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of water cascading into the sink from the overflowing carafe
Once the coffee was brewing, she turned her attention to breakfast. Though she’d had no real expectations for how last night would end, she’d stopped at the market to make sure she had ingredients on hand for breakfast this morning with the same hopeful anticipation that that she’d had when selecting her lingerie when she’d dressed for their date.
Eggs, strawberries, whipped cream, and a loaf of cinnamon bread were all laid out on the counter, and she’d just set a glass baking dish beside them all when a husky voice tinged with amusement said, “So that’s where my shirt disappeared to.”
Kate sucked a sharp breath in through her teeth as her entire body reacted to Carter’s voice, and her jaw dropped when she turned and found her leaning casually in the doorway, wearing nothing but a playful, cocky smile. If she’d been wearing panties, they’d have certainly been ruined as her gaze dripped slowly over Carter’s broad shoulders to linger on pert breasts that her hands twitched to hold before dropping to appreciate toned abs, trim hips, and gloriously powerful thighs. “Fuck…”
