Page 49 of All She Wants

Erin rewarded her immediately. Her tongue pressed flat and warm exactly where Claire asked, and Claire’s spine arched off the mattress. The first stroke was slow and firm, a declaration of intent rather than a tease, and Claire exhaled a sound she did not bother to contain.

Without sight, every sensation arrived amplified and unannounced. Erin’s hands spread her thighs wider before she settled lower between Claire’s legs. When Erin’s rhythm quickened, pleasure gathered between Claire’s thighs and pulled her steadily closer to release.

Then Erin slowed and pulled her mouth away until Claire felt only her breath.

“No—don’t stop.”

Erin kissed her inner thigh. “I like you like this.”

“You like me frustrated?”

“Waiting for me.”

Claire let out a breathless laugh. “Enjoy it.”

“Oh, I am.”

“You may feel differently when I’m the one deciding how long you have to wait.”

Erin’s mouth brushed higher. “Then I suppose I should make this worth it.” She slid two fingers inside Claire and resumed the firm rhythm of her tongue. Pleasure narrowed Claire’s awareness to Erin’s mouth, Erin’s fingers, and the sounds escaping her own throat. Erin responded to every clench and shudder, bringing her close once more until Claire gripped her hair and held on.

“Let me come. Please let me come.”

Erin pressed her fingertips firmly against the place inside Claire that made her hips lift, then drew her clit between her lips and stroked it hard with her tongue.

Claire came crying Erin’s name. Her body tightened around Erin’s fingers, her back arched from the mattress, and her thighs clamped against Erin’s shoulders until the pleasure released her.

Erin moved back up the bed and eased the blindfold off. Claire blinked until Erin came into focus above her, cheeks flushed and lips parted in a satisfied smile.

“Was that what you imagined when you chose that gift for me last year?” Claire asked.

“Even better than I had imagined.”

Claire cupped Erin’s jaw and kissed her. “Good. Now I’m going to show you what I imagined.” She rolled Erin beneath her and settled above her.

Claire kissed Erin, drawing on twelve months of learning what that mouth could do and what undid the woman beneath her. Erin reached for her, and Claire caught her wrists. She guided them back to the pillow and held them there gently, making her intention clear. “Keep those there.”

Erin’s eyebrows rose and her fingers curled against the linen, but she obeyed.

Claire leaned across her and opened the nightstand drawer. Inside waited the smooth, curved vibrator and its remote, placed there earlier in the day. Erin’s gaze followed the familiar shape, and her thighs shifted apart before Claire had even touched her.

Claire settled beside her, turned the vibrator over in her palm, and placed it against Erin’s skin just below her navel. She traced a slow line downward and then pressed it into Erin’s hand.

“I’ll let you decide where you want it.”

Erin brought the vibrator between her thighs and slowly guided the curved end inside herself. She adjusted it until it rested comfortably, then looked up at Claire. Her brown eyes were already darker than they had been a minute ago.

Claire lifted the remote and pressed the lowest setting.

The vibration was quiet. Erin’s lips parted. Claire bent and kissed the soft skin beneath her ear while her free hand traveled down Erin’s ribs, across her stomach, over one hip. She let the vibrator work on its own. She kissed her way down Erin’s throat and across one breast while her thumb circled the other nipple. When she caught Erin’s nipple gently between her teeth, Erin’s back arched from the mattress.

Claire raised the intensity of the vibrator one level and watched Erin’s jaw tighten.

This was the part she loved. She wanted to see every flicker of pleasure across Erin’s face, the way her throat moved when she swallowed a moan, and the moment her stomach hollowed as she drew a sharp breath.

“I want to see your face when you come,” Claire said.

Erin’s eyes found hers. Claire increased the vibration again and slid her hand between Erin’s thighs. She pressed two fingers against Erin’s clit, adding firm pressure around the vibration inside her. Erin gasped and her hips rolled upward.