Page 115 of Derivation

“That was…”

“I know,” Gabi replied.

Her fingers lowered to Sarai’s entrance, and Sarai knew that she could say that she needed a break or that she wasn’t ready, but she hadn’t. She was ready. She wanted Gabi inside her. She needed her there, and she needed her now.

“Yes,” she said when Gabi pulled out of another kiss to allow them both to catch their breath.

Gabi pushed slowly and easily inside her with one finger before she pulled back out and pushed back in again, having added another, and when Sarai adjusted and pulled her in for a kiss, Gabi began curling her fingers. Sarai had almost come right away, but she wanted it to last. She couldn’t just come after only a few seconds. She tried to focus on Gabi moving against her thigh instead, but that wasn’t helping as it only made her want to come even faster.

“God, if you don’t slow down, I’ll come.”

“I want you to come,” Gabi said. “God, Sarai. Let me make you come. I promise, you’ll come again over and over; all night, if you want.”

“Don’t stop what you’re doing, and I will.”

Gabi kissed her and continued curling her fingers, finding just the right spot to take Sarai over the edge yet again. Sarai came harder this time, and when Gabi tried to pull out of the kiss, Sarai held her there because she needed something to keep her cries of pleasure from leaving the backyard. Gabi finally slowed her curls before she stopped them, but she remained inside. Her hips also had stopped moving, and she collapsed down on top of Sarai, breathing hard. They were both clammy, and Sarai loved that. She wrapped her arms around Gabi and kept her there, not wanting to let go of her just yet.

“Did you come?” she asked after a minute of silence, save for their breathing.

“No, not yet. But I can wait. I needed to touch you.”

“Do you want to now?” Sarai asked.

“Yes,” Gabi replied with an adorable laugh.

“Roll over for me?” she requested.

Gabi held herself up and kissed Sarai before she rolled off her and onto her back. Sarai went to move herself, but as she did, the one thing she hadn’t thought about when she’d considered having sex in the backyard, happened.

“Oh, shit!” Gabi squealed and laughed.

The automatic sprinklers, installed by the landlord when he’d done all that landscaping work years ago, started going off.

“Oh, my God!” Sarai exclaimed and quickly stood.

The sprinklers had popped up from the grass, and water was now drenching them, their blanket, their clothes, and everything else they’d brought out with them.

“Get your phone!” Gabi said loudly. “Leave everything else.”

Sarai laughed, but she listened and grabbed her phone off the ground. She noticed Gabi’s glasses and picked those up, too. She handed them to her when Gabi stood up from grabbing her own phone, and after Gabi put them on, Sarai took her free hand, and they ran naked toward the back door of the house. Sarai got there first, pulled open the door, and once both of them got inside, she closed it behind her. They took a few seconds to catch their breath, but then, they both burst out laughing. When Sarai turned around to face Gabi, she saw water droplets all over her glasses, which made her laugh harder, but she quickly used her fingers like windshield wipers, and it made Gabi laugh, too. Sarai realized then that she had Gabi pressed up against the back door, so she took their phones, set them on the kitchen table to deal with later, and moved to kiss Gabi on the neck.

“How long do the sprinklers go off for? We need to get our clothes.”

“Don’t know. Don’t care,” she replied.

“Wait. Here?”

“You just made me come in our backyard, and you have a problem with the kitchen?”

“No problem. Just making sure.” Gabi spread her legs apart and added, “Do whatever you want to me. I’m yours.”

Sarai smiled as she nibbled Gabi’s neck and slipped her hand between Gabi’s thighs, not wasting any time.

“Oh, fuck,” Gabi let out.

Sarai stroked her, feeling how wet Gabi still was for her. Gabi’s arms moved around her neck, and she mostly seemed to hold on while Sarai focused all her attention on hard and fast strokes to the spot that had Gabi gasping and begging for more.

“Don’t stop. God, don’t stop,” Gabi told her.