FILL - Lay It On Me (3/3)salmon_pinkJune 23 2012, 19:14:36 UTC
It isn’t fair that Ev can recover as quickly as does, but almost as soon as Dinah’s hand has slid free from her thong, Ev’s pushing up on to her knees, roughly shoving Dinah back against the bed. Her eyes are still wild, but a different kind of wild, hazy and shocked and fucked-out and still hungry, and she’s not smirking anymore.
Instead she’s pulling at the fly on Dinah’s jeans, practically tearing the material in her haste, and it’s rare to see a shake in Ev’s hands but Dinah can feel them trembling when they brush her stomach.
And then the fly is open and Ev pulls Dinah’s jeans and panties down her thighs in one quick movement. Barely pushing them past Dinah’s knees before she’s shoving Dinah’s legs apart, and Dinah shakes one ankle free of the denim right before Ev leans down and buries her face between Dinah’s thighs.
Dinah shouts, sudden bark of sound that sounds raw and guttural, and she can’t even remember the last time she was this turned on. Her hips push up, one thigh sliding up over Ev’s shoulder, her heel pressing against Ev’s back.
And Ev doesn’t tease, doesn’t make her wait. Tongue moving instantly, and Dinah’s so wet for it. Feeling the ripple of muscle as it pushes inside, feels herself pulsing around it, and there’s no way she’s going to last. Gets one hand on the back of Ev’s head, pushing her down as Dinah’s hips rock up, and she doesn’t care how demanding she’s being, she needs this.
Ev groans against her, and the vibration of it makes Dinah moan, makes her babble things that don’t make sense, makes her want more.
And then Ev’s lips are pressing against her clit, and Ev’s sucking lightly at it, strange sensation that makes Dinah cry out again, and she can’t control her hips, feels like she can’t control any part of her body as everything flashes cold for a second before heat is coursing through her. Hand gripping the sheets as she arches, and she can’t tell if her vision is blacking out or if she’s squeezing her eyes shut as she comes, pleasure rippling up her spine and sending her spinning.
She’s not sure if it’s seconds, minutes or hours later when her brain starts to come back online, but Ev’s sitting beside her, casually licking her lips, so Dinah guesses it can’t have been that long.
Dinah’s legs feel like jelly, there are electric aftershocks tingling through her body, and her mind feels like cotton candy.
Ev grins down at her, and Dinah feels a spike of something white-hot and ready for more between her legs.
“Wow, hon, next time we explore one of your secret kinks, okay?” she winks.
Dinah lets out a long, shaky breath. She’s pretty sure this is the point where she should offer at least a token protest.
But somewhere through the haze of cotton candy she can already feel her mind listing the possibilities.
Instead she’s pulling at the fly on Dinah’s jeans, practically tearing the material in her haste, and it’s rare to see a shake in Ev’s hands but Dinah can feel them trembling when they brush her stomach.
And then the fly is open and Ev pulls Dinah’s jeans and panties down her thighs in one quick movement. Barely pushing them past Dinah’s knees before she’s shoving Dinah’s legs apart, and Dinah shakes one ankle free of the denim right before Ev leans down and buries her face between Dinah’s thighs.
Dinah shouts, sudden bark of sound that sounds raw and guttural, and she can’t even remember the last time she was this turned on. Her hips push up, one thigh sliding up over Ev’s shoulder, her heel pressing against Ev’s back.
And Ev doesn’t tease, doesn’t make her wait. Tongue moving instantly, and Dinah’s so wet for it. Feeling the ripple of muscle as it pushes inside, feels herself pulsing around it, and there’s no way she’s going to last. Gets one hand on the back of Ev’s head, pushing her down as Dinah’s hips rock up, and she doesn’t care how demanding she’s being, she needs this.
Ev groans against her, and the vibration of it makes Dinah moan, makes her babble things that don’t make sense, makes her want more.
And then Ev’s lips are pressing against her clit, and Ev’s sucking lightly at it, strange sensation that makes Dinah cry out again, and she can’t control her hips, feels like she can’t control any part of her body as everything flashes cold for a second before heat is coursing through her. Hand gripping the sheets as she arches, and she can’t tell if her vision is blacking out or if she’s squeezing her eyes shut as she comes, pleasure rippling up her spine and sending her spinning.
She’s not sure if it’s seconds, minutes or hours later when her brain starts to come back online, but Ev’s sitting beside her, casually licking her lips, so Dinah guesses it can’t have been that long.
Dinah’s legs feel like jelly, there are electric aftershocks tingling through her body, and her mind feels like cotton candy.
Ev grins down at her, and Dinah feels a spike of something white-hot and ready for more between her legs.
“Wow, hon, next time we explore one of your secret kinks, okay?” she winks.
Dinah lets out a long, shaky breath. She’s pretty sure this is the point where she should offer at least a token protest.
But somewhere through the haze of cotton candy she can already feel her mind listing the possibilities.
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