Page 88 of Love Is…?
Jayde shook her head. “No. It’s not my place to ask. You have your reasons and that’s that. You don’t like that part of sex when you’re with someone, and so that person needs to respect it.”
Tessa gaped, then couldn’t help herself. She leaned forward, threw her arms around Jayde and kissed her quickly, then pulled away. “Every woman I’ve ever been with didn’t ask why exactly, but assumed that I was simply too vanilla for words and not worth their time or that I was a virgin because only penetrative sex is real. I mean, I always thought that the lovely aspect of lesbian sex was that it was all about giving rather than receiving. I mean, receiving is amazing, but giving a woman an orgasm or a very, very nice time is sometimes the best goal, you know? The loveliest of the loveliest.” Tessa wrinkled her brow.
Jayde reached forward and tenderly cupped Tessa’s chin.
“I’m so sorry that you’ve had shit experiences. Even the ones that qualified as pretty nice probably weren’t that great, I bet. Just because a woman is a lesbian or is a woman who loves being with a woman doesn’t mean they’re automatically a good person. Being in the alphabet rainbow doesn’t qualify you for a kindness card. You’ve had some shit experiences that hurt you, so no wonder you’re unsure about new lovers. Including me. Perhaps I could have been shit.” She brushed Tessa’s cheekbone with her thumb. “I haven’t really asked a lover what they wanted. I've just used cues. Read reactions. That’s not fair or respectful. So, yeah. I’ll own that shit behaviour as well.”
Tessa leaned into Jayde’s hand. “I meant it when I said that you’re perfect,” Tessa said, a smile growing on her lips.
Jayde curled her hand around the back of Tessa’s neck and brought her in for a long, lingering kiss. Tessa’s toes curled in delight.
“You are as well,” Jayde whispered against Tessa’s mouth. “You’re wonderful, and anyone who ever said that you’re not enough is wrong. You are enough and those women don’t deserve your time or your body or your heart.”
The moment was delicious. Eye contact, soft smiles, bodies so close that Tessa could have been sitting in Jayde’s lap, which was a thought she immediately put into action.
“I’m enough.” Tessa pushed on Jayde’s shoulders, ensuring that Jayde’s lap was very accessible, and slid one leg over so they were eye to eye. Jayde’s lips parted slightly.
“Oh, yes,” Jayde whispered. “Very much so. Here you are, being enough. And perfect.”
Tessa slowly rocked her pelvis forward, and Jayde’s hands flew to her hips. “These are uncharted waters here,” she murmured. Tessa knew that Jayde understood that she wasn’t talking about sitting in laps, and rocking forwards, and staring into eyes, and generally being achingly turned on. Uncharted meant that for the first time, Tessa was aiming for a horizon, not staring back to shore.
Jayde breathed shallowly. “Tell me what you like, Tess.” The sentence came out on a sort of tight whisper.
Tessa squeezed her thighs so that Jayde’s legs were brought together.
“I like singing in the rain,” Tessa leaned back to gauge Jayde’s reaction.
Utter confusion. “Really?”
Tessa laughed. “No. Not even a bit. Rain makes me wet.”
They held each other’s gaze, then Jayde pulled Tessa forward, and pressed her lips to Tessa’s ear. “What else makes you wet?”
Tessa shuddered, then sat back to fall into Jayde’s dark eyes. She lightly dragged the backs of her fingers across Jayde’s cheeks, then pressed her fingertip against Jayde’s beautiful lips. “It’s my turn to ask a question,” she whispered, then ran her finger down, over Jayde’s chin, down her throat, to finally stop at the point where Jayde’s shirt made a ‘V’ across her chest. “Now,tell me whatyoulike.” The entire motion produced a low growl from Jayde, a sound which thrilled Tessa no end.
“I like it when a sash, silken and soft, is draped over my eyes and a trusted lover takes me to that edge then holds my hand as I fall over into blind ecstasy.”
“Oh, Jayde, that’s—” Tessa’s words were cut off as a shudder of arousal rippled from her pelvis and up her spine. “I think I’d like that, too.” She gasped, shivering as Jayde’s hands roamed, brushing and flicking over her breasts, her nipples.
“I…” She cleared her throat. “I like my nipples being played with. They’re really sensitive.” It seemed the moment to mention it seeing as that was where Jayde’s hands were currently located.
“Oh?” Jayde thumbed both nipples through the thin fabric of Tessa’s shirt. “Like that?”
Tessa’s head rolled back. “Yes. Yes, exactly like that.” She breathed quickly. “Your turn.” As Jayde’s lips lifted in that soft predatory smile that was so incredibly attractive, Tessa cupped Jayde’s breasts, enjoying her soft purr.
“I really like half-clothed sex.”
Tessa angled her head. “Really?”
Jayde nodded, her smile growing, her breath shallow.
Tessa blinked, then clambered off Jayde’s lap to stand in front of her. “I can totally accommodate,” she said seriously, and Jayde laughed. Then as if to demonstrate, Jayde lowered the zip of her jeans—an action that made every muscle in Tessa’s pelvis clench with desire—and wriggled out, tossing them to one side, then with a flick of her thumbs, rolled her panties down her legs and kicked them away. Tessa’s eyes travelled up the gorgeous length of Jayde’s legs, arriving at the arrow of hair pointing to the glistening lips of her sex. Tessa couldn’t breathe.
Jayde lifted her chin in challenge. “I choose this half.”
“Same,” Tessa croaked, whipping off her skirt, and her panties, then slid back onto Jayde’s lap, enjoying the heat ofJayde’s skin against her sex. Jayde held her waist, her thumbs creeping up under Tessa’s shirt, her fingers drifting down to Tessa’s bum. Like it had a mind of its own, Tessa’s body rocked into Jayde’s.
Passionate kisses echoed the push-pull of their bodies, and when Tessa brought her fingers to Jayde’s nipples, jutting at the fabric of her shirt, they both groaned with arousal. Tessa pulled back, caught her breath, then lifted her eyebrows.