11. Anevae

Iwoke the following day to the warm sun streaming in through my window. I rolled over to go back to sleep, but then my eyes snapped open. Maeyve was coming over! After the incident at the falls, I had been so exhausted that I forgot to plug in my phone. Cursing under my breath, I plugged it in and headed to the bathroom. When I was done, I tried to check the time again. 10:15 a.m. Shit.

Although we didn't set a specific time for her to come over, I knew we had agreed on late morning. Rushing back into the bathroom, I got ready and tried to be at least somewhat presentable. As I brushed my hair, there was a knock on the front door. I hurried to my bedroom, not paying attention to what I was wearing, and picked my phone up from the dresser. Yanking the charger from the wall, I sprinted down the stairs.

Standing on the other side was Maeyve. She was wearing all black again, which seemed to be her norm at this point. Her tight shirt accentuated all of her curves, and I couldn't help but stare until she cleared her throat.

I blushed deeply and held up my phone as I stammered, "I… Um, I'm sorry. Good morning. I didn't charge my phone last night, so I may have overslept just a little bit."

Giggling, Maeyve skimmed her eyes over my body and bit her lip before smirking. "Good morning to you as well. And it's okay. I tend to have that effect on some people. I'm not complaining about the view you're giving me, either."

My mouth popped open as I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to hide myself. Since I had rushed to answer the door, I hadn't changed out of my pajamas—a spaghetti strap tank top and soft fleece pants. My pierced nipples stood out from the cold air coming through the open doorway. I cleared my throat and stepped aside, "Please come in. Have you eaten breakfast yet? I also have coffee if you're interested."

"I ate a little before I came over, but coffee sounds amazing," she said as she entered the cabin.

My heart beat rapidly as I closed the door behind her. I took a few breaths, willing my heart to calm down. The scent of vanilla and berries filled my nostrils, reminding me of the first time I visited her house. She smelled so good.

I quickly stepped past her, leading her to the kitchen. She'd seen enough now, so I had no reason to change anymore; it wasn't like I was naked. She took a seat at the island while I brewed coffee for us. When it was ready, I took her a mug along with some cream and sugar in case she wanted it.

Moving to the fridge, I turned to Maeyve again, "Are you sure you don't want anything to eat? I don't have much to offer, but I have a few things. I really need to go to the store tomorrow."

"Thank you for the offer, but I think I'm okay with the coffee for now," she said, flashing a bright smile.

Grinning back, I grabbed the last of the eggs and some sausage links to make my breakfast before taking a seat across the island from her. I was nervous about sitting in front of her after she'd caught me staring at her. Deep down, I knew it was rude, but I couldn't help myself; I never wanted to take my eyes off her. What the hell is wrong with me?

I'd always been attracted to both men and women, but I'd never been in a relationship with a woman out of fear my family would disapprove. Something about Maeyve made me not care what my family thought, though. Chancing a glance at her, she was already staring at me.

"What's going through your mind?" she asked with a glint in her eyes and a sultry undertone in her voice. She had already finished her coffee but was still holding onto the mug.

Chuckling, I met her gaze. The orange of her beautiful doe eyes had intensified, and I could instantly feel my cheeks flush. "Well, honestly, I have a lot on my mind."

Her tongue swiped across her bottom lip as she set her mug down and stood up from her chair. Slowly, she stalked around the island to where I sat. I dropped my fork onto my now-empty plate and turned toward her as she approached. Sitting on the bar stool, we were at eye level as she strode to me. Seductively, she grinned and reached to separate my knees so she could situate her perfect, pear-shaped body closer to my center. She reached up with her dainty hand, caressing my cheek as she ran her thumb over my bottom lip.

Her grin turned to a smirk as she murmured, "I can't get that kiss yesterday off my mind—the feeling of your lips on mine. Your touch makes me feel like I'm alive for the first time in a long time. You're so breathtaking, and I don't want to keep my hands to myself anymore."

I bit my piercing briefly before whispering, "Then don't. Touch me, Maeyve."

Within seconds, her soft lips were on mine, and her scent engulfed me. My hands found her hips, pulling her in closer. She bit my lip, and I moaned softly. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my head back to separate us. After kissing the corner of my mouth, she trailed kisses down my jaw to my neck. The dull thrumming in my center intensified as she got lower and lower. I wanted her to kiss me everywhere with those soft lips.

When she reached the top of my shirt, she whispered against my skin, "I've wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you."

Relaxing my grip, I said, "I've thought of you constantly since we met. I look forward to every time I get to see you because being with you feels so natural. When you touch me, it feels like my skin is alive, and I never want you to stop. I don't know what's happening to me."

Without warning, she released my hair and stood back to look into my eyes. I was worried that I said something wrong. My worries were misplaced, however. She lifted me onto the island in a matter of seconds, and our lips collided again. Her hands slid up my hips and skimmed just under the hem of my shirt, eliciting a soft moan from me again. I needed to feel her skin against mine. Sliding my hand around to the base of her neck, I firmly grasped a handful of her jet-black curls. When our lips separated, Maeyve smiled and let out a soft sigh.

As soon as my lips met her neck, she gasped and gripped my sides tightly. I continued, and she moaned my name. Fuck. How is she so perfect? My clit began throbbing, and I loosened my grip on her hair. I wanted nothing more than to hear her say my name as I made her come over and over again.

With a giggle, she released my sides and removed my shirt in one swift movement. She tossed it onto the kitchen floor and took a small step back to look me over.

Instinctively, I reached up to cover myself, and her brow furrowed. "Please don't do that. I want to admire the beautiful woman in front of me."

Hesitantly, I lowered my hands, placing them on the island beside me, which made my chest puff out. Maeyve bit the inside of her cheek and stepped forward again. Reaching one hand up, she caressed my breast and swept a finger over my pierced nipple. I inhaled sharply—they were overly sensitive since I'd gotten them pierced a few years prior. Her eyes hooded as she slowly lowered her mouth to my breast, sucking my nipple into her mouth, and gently played with the piercing.

Throwing my head back, I reached up and grasped Maeyve's shoulder. She looped her free hand around my back to help support me. When she was done teasing one nipple, she moved on to the other. I grasped her shoulder tighter as pleasure rippled through my body. Releasing the hardened peak with an audible pop, she trailed kisses lower, easing me onto my back. The granite of the countertop was a cool contrast to the heat I felt within. When she reached the front of my pajama pants, she pulled the strings loose and deposited them on the floor. My bright pink, lace cheeky panties were the only piece of clothing left.

I tried to cover myself again, but when she noticed, she eased my hands away and tsked, waggling her finger at me. "You're beautiful just the way you are. Don't feel like you need to cover your body in front of me."

I had never felt comfortable with my body; I'd always been overweight. It made it difficult to find potential partners or anyone willing to look at me below my face. The way Maeyve admired my body amazed me. No one had ever looked at me that way. Ever. But she looked at me like I was some sort of goddess.

Her scorching gaze trailed over my body; then she slid her hand up the inside of my thigh. The feather-light tingling sensation that radiated through my body had me arching my back, anticipating where her hands would reach next. When she reached my panties, she played along the edges before slipping them off as well. Then, she bent down, placed her lips on my knee, and trailed kisses up my thigh as she spread my legs. When she met resistance, she stopped, looking up at me through her lashes.

"Open those legs for me, Anevae," she said, her voice husky with need.

When I didn't comply, she stood and met my gaze. "Is this too much for you?"

"No. Um, this is just my first time being with a woman, so I'm a little nervous," I murmured, lowering my head and covering my eyes. As soon as the words slipped past my lips, I felt stupid for saying them.

Maeyve stopped, bolting upright. "I'm sorry. I had no idea."

After pulling me back up, she started searching frantically for my clothes. I grabbed her hand to draw her attention back to me. "It's okay. I'm sorry. I didn't want you to stop; I just wanted you to know. I'm enjoying this a lot, so don't be sorry. Please."

Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes droopy as she turned back to me. "Let me make this a little more pleasant for you," she said, kissing me lightly on the cheek. I wasn't able to respond before she scooped me off the counter and headed for the stairs. She carried me as if I hardly weighed anything. Once we reached my bedroom, I pushed the door open.

She laid me on my king-size bed, and I closed my eyes. Fuck. Did I mess something up? What is she doing? I took a deep breath as I heard Maeyve shuffle toward the foot of the bed. Damn it. Please don't leave.

When I opened my eyes, Maeyve stood at the foot of the bed. "We can stop if you're not ready. I won't push you to do anything you don't want to do."

Shifting onto my knees, I crawled to the edge of the bed, directly in front of her. Reaching up, I placed my hands on her shoulders and pulled her to me. "As I said, I didn't want to stop downstairs; I just wanted you to know I've never done this before, so I'm a little nervous. I don't want to disappoint you either."

With a sigh, she pushed me onto my back and positioned herself between my legs. "I don't think you'd ever be able to disappoint me," she whispered against my skin. Her soft lips trailed down my body, finding my center. When she tried to spread my legs this time, I let her. She kissed a blazing trail down to my bikini line, and then she moved onto my knee, kissing a trail up the inside of my thigh. The closer she got to my throbbing pussy, the more I panted in anticipation.

Just when I started to settle down, she bit my thigh lightly. I gasped in shock at the delightful feeling and opened my legs even wider. Her teeth quickly released my thigh, and she licked a path straight toward my center.

She glanced up at me again and asked, "Are you ready?" As she waited for me to reply, she kissed my thigh again.

The only sound I got out was a whimper as I arched my back. I didn't want to wait any longer for her to touch me.

Without any additional warning, her mouth descended onto my pussy, licking up my wet slit. Then, she circled my clit with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth and releasing it. I screamed as a new kind of heat built in my core. No man I'd been with had ever gone down on me.

Sliding two fingers into me, I whimpered, "Holy fuck." She curled them up, searching for the perfect spot. "Oh my god! Don't stop. Fuck that feels so good."

She gripped me tighter and applied more pressure to my clit with her tongue. My screams grew louder the closer I got to climaxing. I wrapped my legs around her head to keep her from pulling away; I was already so close, and if she lifted her head for even a second, we'd be back to square one.

When I screamed my release, she continued her pursuit until my shaking ceased. I'd never felt pleasure so intense in my life. I unwound my legs from her neck and relaxed into the bed, trying desperately to catch my breath.

She crawled up the mattress and lay beside me, smiling and licking her lips. "You taste divine. I've never tasted anyone as delicious as you."

Blushing, I flipped onto my side to face her, "Thank you for making my first time unforgettable." Reaching over, I caressed her cheek and lightly kissed her soft lips again, slipping my tongue between them to taste myself on her.

As I started to trail my hand down her neck to her chest, she stopped me. "Not right now. This time was about you. We can worry about me another time. As much as I'd love to lay in this bed with you all day, we should get this day going."

I looked at her and stuck out my bottom lip, pouting. After shaking her head, I jumped out of bed and hurried into the bathroom to shower and get dressed. Maeyve sat on my bed, patiently waiting for me. About twenty minutes later, I walked back into my bedroom, ready to conquer the day. Smiling at Maeyve, I grabbed her hand and dragged her downstairs.

Entering the kitchen, I pointed at the island. "Sit. We need to figure out what we're starting with when we get out there."

Throwing up her hands, she huffed out a laugh. "Yes, boss."

Before sitting down, I grabbed a couple of glasses of water. I then explained the layout of my land and where all of my garden plots were.

After we formulated our plan, I looked at her playfully and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to finish what we started instead?"

She looked at me with a smile and shook her head. "Not right now. We have things to do."

"It can't be fair for you to pleasure me and not receive anything in return," I argued.

Leaning closer, she said, "Giving you pleasure was pleasing enough to me right now."

"Ugh. Fine," I grumbled. "If we're not allowed to have more fun in my bedroom, I guess we can go have some fun outside."

We explored the land until just before sunset. I gathered samples and jotted down notes about everything Maeyve told me. I didn't own any flashlights, so once it got dark, we headed back inside. Maeyve grabbed my hand to keep me close as we walked. The warm, tingling sensation was becoming a comfort, urging me to touch her.

As we entered the front door, we slid off our shoes and headed to the kitchen to grab dinner. After I heated the food – some leftovers from the day before – we took our seats across the island from each other again. Maeyve and I stole several glances at each other while we ate. Every time I caught her looking up through her lashes at me, the pulsing in my core amped up. All I could think about was how she had me splayed across the island earlier in the day.

"If you don't stop thinking about this morning, we'll end up with you naked on this counter again," Maeyve said with a smirk.

Giggling, I looked up at her through my lashes, attempting to be seductive. "Am I making it that obvious? What if that's exactly what I want, though? Except I want you to be the one splayed on the counter instead of me. I have several other areas around the house we could explore, but I'm always partial to the bedroom. I can be a pillow princess sometimes."

Maeyve's cheeks flushed, but her smirk deepened to a cat-like grin. "Hmm. Sounds tempting. I'd much rather take you on this counter again and have you scream my name repeatedly," she whispered.

Tsking, I got up from my seat and prowled around the counter toward her. "I think it's your turn."

As I approached, Maeyve turned toward me in her chair. Leaning in, I whispered, "As much as I'd like to show you around the house, I think I want a little bit of dessert first."

Stepping back, I grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs to my room again. When we reached the bed, I placed a quick kiss on her lips, then reached for her tight, black shirt. Drawing it over her head, I threw it onto the floor.

When she attempted to reach for my hips, I drew myself back and waggled my finger at her. "Uh-uh, Maeyve. Maybe when I'm done with you, but this is about you for now."

Reaching around her, I unclasped her bra and slid it off. Then I pushed her down onto her back and climbed on top of her. Straddling her, I leaned down and acted like I was going to kiss her but bit her lip instead. She gasped and grabbed my sides tightly. I proceeded to trail kisses down her jaw until I reached her neck and bit her again—her back arched underneath me as she moaned.

I licked where I had just bitten and sat up to look at her. "The sounds you make when I bite you make me want to do it over and over again."

Scooting down, I palmed one of her breasts and ran my thumb over her nipple. Maeyve bit her lip and stifled another moan.

Pinching her nipple, I scolded her, "I want to hear every sound that comes from that mouth." Bending down, I sucked her other nipple into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the hardened peak. She gasped and gripped the sheets. Refusing to leave the other side unattended, I gave it the same treatment. From there, I trailed kisses down toward her bikini line.

Sliding off her lap, I reached for her leggings and skimmed my fingertips just under the hem. She arched her back, and my heart began racing. The need I felt deep down to touch her—to feel her soft skin—amplified. When I pulled her leggings down over her thick thighs, I wanted to bite them to see how she'd react. With every intimate touch, kiss, and bite, she responded as if she hadn't been touched in a long time.

Kneeling between her spread legs, I trailed kisses from her knees to her panty line. Switching to the other side, I kissed halfway down toward her knee before biting her thigh. Maeyve's back arched as she screamed in pleasure.

"Oh my… That felt so good. Please do it again," she said breathlessly.

I licked the spot I bit and then did as she asked. Her reaction was the same as before, making me giggle. I licked the bite mark again and trailed my fingers up the outside of her thighs, reaching to pull off her panties. Once those were deposited onto the floor, I trailed kisses back up her body.

"Scoot up on the bed further. We wouldn't want you sliding off now, would we?" Maeyve complied without question. Smirking, I praised her, "Good girl."

Leaning over her, I ran my fingers over her belly"s smooth, olive-toned skin to her bikini line. I slid my finger down her wet, warm center, eliciting another gasp. Teasingly, I ran my finger up and down several times.

Maeyve groaned and, through gritted teeth, said, "If you don't stop teasing me, I will gladly strip you instead and –"

I shut her up by sliding a finger inside of her and pressing my thumb to her clit. She gasped as I pumped in and out at a slow pace, trying to find the perfect spot to make her lose control.

Between moans, she whimpered, "Oh. My. God."

After a few more languid strokes, I added another finger and sped up my pace. She moaned louder, and her back arched off the bed. When her hand found my shoulder, she dug her long nails into it. My own pleasure surged deep down in me, and I let out a soft moan.

She continued to pant and gasp as I went, but I could tell this wasn't getting her close enough. Trying to increase her pleasure, I replaced my thumb with my tongue, slowly licking her clit. She cried out in pleasure and began shaking. Speeding up my tongue, she rode my face and fingers, finally finding her release. I continued to lap at her, sliding my fingers in and out until she cried out one last time. The sounds had ceased, but she lay there, legs shaking uncontrollably, sucking in deep breaths.

Pulling my fingers from her, I licked each one slowly, savoring the flavor of her arousal. Then, I licked up her slit again and hummed. When I lifted myself onto my elbows to glance up at her, she was already staring down at me, still trying to catch her breath.

She sighed and laughed. "Wow. Are you sure you haven't done this before? Because there's no way this was your first time pleasuring a woman. That was amazing!" she said as she sat up.

Smirking, I shifted onto my knees and reached out to pull her toward me. Once she got close enough, I kissed her deeply, and she slid her tongue into my mouth.

I bit her lip and then pulled back to look at her. "Let's go take a shower. I'd like to admire that body of yours a little more."

Crawling out of the bed, Maeyve followed me into the bathroom and helped undress me, planting kisses all over my body along the way. She was intoxicating. I didn't think I'd ever be able to get enough of her.

Once we were finished with the shower, I grabbed each of us a towel, and we got dressed. I extended an offer for her to stay the night, but she declined and said she had some things to take care of at home, so I walked her downstairs and saw her out.