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Carmen grinned before making a show of dragging her teeth over her own bottom lip. At the sight, Lola tangled her fingers in Carmen’s hair and made a fist.
Tempted to make Lola ask for it, Carmen decided that it wasn’t the time to play old games. Not now. Now she wanted something different. Wanted to take and give without scoring points. There would be plenty of time for that later.
Without warning, Carmen lunged forward. Running her tongue along the length of her, drowning in her desire — getting drunk and high and lost, tasting her again was a revelation. A feeling so right that she could never contemplate stopping.
Using her fingertips, she held Lola open. Finding her wet, Carmen moaned when she circled her lips around Lola’s hard clit. When Lola’s fist in her hair tightened, she added her tongue. She moved slowly, mapping every inch of her and paying attention to when Lola held her breath. When she moaned. When she relaxed her grip. She committed it to memory like she might be tested on it later, and Carmen was very good at taking tests.
Thighs trembling, Lola was on the edge but wouldn’t tumble over it. Carmen focused her efforts. Moaning and using every part of her mouth, she needed to make Lola unravel. To show her that she could without the push and pull underlying the moment.
Before she could get what she wanted, Lola tugged on her hair in a way that meant stop. Carmen did, looking up at Lola’s flushed body and gorgeous face.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Lola breathed before helping Carmen to her feet just long enough to push her onto the bed.
On top of her before Carmen could process the change, Lola kissed herself off Carmen’s tongue and lips and chin. She was sliding down her throat before Carmen brought her back to her mouth.
All at once, Carmen understood what Lola had been missing. Why she’d been so close but couldn’t give in.
“Kiss me,” Carmen whispered.
Lola slipped onto her side, tucked in so close to Carmen, she was still partially on top of her. Her dark gaze dripped down Carmen’s naked body. Her touch followed.
Fingertips danced in circles around Carmen’s sensitive nipples before rolling over her navel and across her thighs. Carmen’s legs parted for her like they’d been programmed to open on command.
“It’s not fair,” Lola whispered against Carmen’s lips before she kissed her again. Slowly this time and agonizingly deep.
Tipping her hips up, Carmen forgot her plan. All she could think about were Lola’s fingers slipping lower and easing the desire that had turned into a painful ache.
“You know how wet I am…” Lola left her lips only to blaze a fire down her neck.
“I’m wet,” Carmen promised in something of a groan. “I’m fucking dripping.”
Lola kissed her collarbone. Kissed her hard. Hard enough to leave a mark.
“Touch me,” Carmen begged, hand on Lola’s and guiding it over the inside of her thigh, but stopping short of putting it where she really wanted it. “Please,” she added in a ragged whisper.
Lola didn’t try to resist her. Digging her fingers into Carmen’s soft inner thigh, she gripped her hard. An act so possessive that it flooded Carmen’s body with so much heat, she was sure she’d come before Lola touched her.
Cursing, Carmen tossed her head back, signaling Lola for more. Understanding, Lola tightened her grip at the same time that she sunk her teeth into Carmen’s shoulder as if to pin her in place.
Digging her blunt fingernails into Lola’s lower back, Carmen’s moan burned her throat. With her free hand, she clawed at the sheets, making a fist while resisting the overwhelming urge to cry.
“Lola,” she whimpered, “Please—”
Lola’s fingers over her aching clit cut off the rest of Carmen’s plea. She slid down the length of her, dipping her fingers lower, teasing Carmen’s entrance before coating Carmen in her own arousal as if Carmen didn’t already know that she was soaked.
Fingers slipping into her completely this time, Carmen’s hips lifted off the bed. She was too sensitive. “Slower,” Carmen whispered.
Lola slid out of her, releasing Carmen’s tortured shoulder from beneath her teeth. Lightly, she kissed a line up to the shell of Carmen’s ear.
“How do you want it?” Lola whispered.
The question alone, earnest and gentle, was another rush of pulsing heat coursing through Carmen’s already tense body.
“Kiss me,” Carmen breathed, “and then go really slow. I want to feel everything you’re doing.”
Lola kissed her. Messy and deep and perfect. She didn’t leave Carmen’s lips even as she found a steady rhythm with her fingers. Even as Carmen squirmed beneath her, unable to stop moving.
The unstoppable ache raced over Carmen’s body, throbbing and pulling and tightening every muscle while Lola slid her clit between her fingers, drawing agonizing circles that made it impossible to stop shaking.
