Chapter 17

Evelyn's eyes followed Claire as she got on the bed, slipping one leg between Evelyn's as she bent to find her lips. Evelyn sighed into the kiss, her hands roaming all over Claire's smooth skin, her hips pushing back against Claire's thigh.

As much as Evelyn was enjoying this, she was going out of her mind with want. Her entire body ached, and when Claire had fallen apart in her arms, Evelyn had felt it everywhere.

And if she felt that much then, what could she possibly feel when Claire was the one bringing her to the edge?

The thought of it was dizzying, never mind the feeling of Claire's breasts against her skin right now as she kissed her way down Evelyn's body.

Evelyn's legs fell open as she let her head fall back against the sheets, her skin tingling as Claire's lips traveled further south. Claire's hand covered her breast, the other gliding down her side, and Evelyn knew she wouldn't last long.

When Claire's palm landed on the inside of Evelyn's thigh, and her tongue pressed against Evelyn's clit through her underwear, Evelyn gasped, her hips lifting off the bed.

"Is this okay?" Claire asked as she flicked her tongue over her again, her fingers hooking under the thin fabric.

"Yes," Evelyn panted, her breathing already all over the place, and Claire had barely touched her.

Claire slid her underwear down her legs, and Evelyn still couldn't believe this was real. Whenever she thought of being with another woman, it was always a hazy fantasy, both because she couldn't know how it would actually feel and because she didn't have a particular woman in mind.

But this was all very real, and it wasn't just happening with anyone. Claire had gradually invaded her thoughts these last few weeks, and once they regularly started spending time together, Evelyn could do nothing to stop herself from falling for her.

Evelyn inhaled a shaky breath as Claire climbed on top of her. She'd been almost certain that Claire was going to stay between her legs, but right now, Claire was looking down at her with the most seductive gaze, her black hair tossed over one shoulder as she dipped her head to find Evelyn's lips.

Evelyn sighed into the kiss, her hand on Claire's cheek, the other sliding down her back and grabbing a hold of her ass, eliciting a low moan from Claire's lips.

"I love the way you kiss me," Claire murmured against her lips.

But before Evelyn could reply, Claire's hand trailed up her thigh until she was cupping her sex, moaning when she found out just how ready Evelyn was for her.

Evelyn loved the feeling of having Claire on top of her like this, her silky hair brushing her skin as she moved, her breasts pressed against her own, her lips never too far away, and Evelyn forgot what she was thinking about when Claire's fingertips found her clit, tracing slow, tight circles around it.

"Fuck," Claire panted as she pulled back to meet Evelyn's eyes. "You're so wet."

Evelyn lifted her hand to Claire's cheek again, struggling to form the words, because with every little movement of Claire's fingertips, Evelyn felt herself losing control. "I need you," Evelyn managed, guiding Claire's lips back down to hers right as Claire slid her fingers inside.

Evelyn threw her head back, a low moan on her lips, her hand gripping Claire's shoulder, the other on her ass while Claire's fingers slid in and out. Evelyn could hear how wet she was, and her clit was throbbing, Claire's heel brushing up against it with every stroke.

"Oh fuck," Evelyn groaned, and then she had to kiss Claire, her hand on her cheek, pulling her down into a deep kiss, their tongues swirling while her hips moved of their own accord, matching Claire's thrusts.

It wasn't long before Evelyn had to break the kiss again, her breath coming in gasps as her orgasm grew closer, her body wound so tight. Claire's lips trailed down her neck and over her chest, taking a nipple into her mouth, teasing her with her tongue, and Evelyn had to bite down on her lower lip, barely able to make sense of the tension building up, of how close she really was.

Because whenever she'd taken care of herself over the years it was a struggle to get over the edge, and she couldn't keep those thoughts from entering her mind now, but Claire's lips were on her neck and then her jaw, her voice whispering in her ear.

"Come for me," Claire said, her voice low, and then her lips were on Evelyn's again, hungrily kissing her as her fingers curled inside Evelyn.

Evelyn held onto Claire, breaking the kiss and burying her face in Claire's neck as her body shook, her hips grinding back against Claire's hand.

Evelyn saw stars, and she briefly wondered if she'd blacked out. Her eyes fluttered open, her grip on Claire's loosening. She was breathless and flushed, her heart pounding in her chest, a warmth flooding her body as she tried to recover.

Claire was kissing her again, her mouth tender and sweet as she eased her fingers out, and Evelyn couldn't help but whimper into the kiss. Everything was magnified, every touch, every kiss leaving her skin tingling.

Claire pulled back to meet her eyes, her fingers lightly caressing her cheek. "Are you okay?" she asked, searching her eyes as she got comfortable beside her.

Evelyn moved onto her side, her hand on Claire's hip, their legs still tangled. Evelyn ran her hand up and down Claire's thigh. "Yes," Evelyn said, her eyes locked on Claire's. "More than okay."

Claire smiled. "Good." She leaned in to kiss her again. It started slow, their tongues lazily exploring, but it wasn't long before their breathing became heavy, and Claire was back on top of her.

Evelyn let her hands wander down Claire's back as she lost herself in the kiss, already feeling another orgasm building slowly, her hips moving against Claire's body.

Claire broke the kiss, shifting her body and sliding down the bed, her lips pressing hot kisses on Evelyn's neck and chest as she made her way down.

"Can I taste you?" Claire asked, looking up at her as she brushed her lips over her lower abdomen.

A shiver of desire ran through her, both at the way Claire just asked her that, and at the thought of what that would actually feel like.

"Yes," Evelyn said, her voice breathy as Claire continued down her body, kissing her hip before moving to her inner thigh.

Evelyn moaned when Claire's tongue parted her folds, and she gasped when Claire found her clit.

Evelyn's fingers twisted in Claire's hair, her hips lifting off the bed. She couldn't believe how good this felt, how Claire's tongue was making her feel like she was losing control.

Claire's hands were on her thighs, holding her in place as she continued to flick her tongue over her clit, taking it into her mouth, and Evelyn could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her breathing becoming more ragged as she moaned Claire's name.

Evelyn was hyperaware of every sensation, every touch, every movement. She could feel the way Claire's tongue was moving against her, the way her fingers were digging into her thighs, the way her own body was responding to all of it. It was overwhelming in the best possible way.

Evelyn let out a gasp as Claire's tongue swirled over her clit, her hips bucking involuntarily. She could feel herself starting to lose control, and she didn't want it to end, but she knew that she couldn't hold on much longer.

And then, with one final flick of Claire's tongue, Evelyn let out a cry as her body trembled, her hips bucking against Claire's mouth as she rode out the waves of another orgasm. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and as her body slowly came down from the high, Evelyn tried to catch her breath. She could feel Claire's lips pressing soft kisses against her thighs, and she couldn't help but smile.

"Come here," Evelyn said, and she wrapped her arms around Claire, running her fingers up and down Claire's back, tears pricking at her eyes, but they were the good kind.