Page 18 of Moments in Ink

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Page 18 of Moments in Ink

“I think I can make you come more than once tonight. However, you best know I’m expecting the same,” she said, and I laughed.

“Oh, I think I can make that happen,” I said, shaking right along with her.

And then she kept licking, touching, and I moved my hands to her hair again, needing to touch her, needing everything.

When my toes curled, and my back arched once more, I came, my knees shaking. I almost fell. Then she was on her feet, her lips on mine, her arms holding me steady.

“I can taste myself on you,” I whispered.

“Now I want to taste myself,” she whispered against my mouth.

“Then we’d better get to the bedroom where I can lay out and taste you exactly the way I want,” I said, feeling far more daring than I had in months. Maybe even years.

I had been with both men and women in my life and enjoyed making love with both. I loved the human form, enjoyed the taste, the touch, the differences in everybody’s body and how everything changed from day to day, from arch to gasp.

It was all wonderful, and yet tonight felt different.

And because I had that thought, I quickly pushed it from my mind.

“Show me the way,” Meredith said, holding out her arm.

We were both disheveled, my dress still above my waist, my heels firmly on my feet. Neither of us would be wearing anything for much longer, though.

I took her hand and led her towards my bedroom, swaying my hips just enough that I knew she was staring right at my ass. I laughed.

“Well, this isn’t exactly how I thought I’d be wearing my dress tonight,” I said, being completely honest.

“I’ll be honest and say I kind of had this image in my head when I saw you in it.”

I threw my head back and laughed, and then she pushed me against the door to my bedroom, the wood cool against my bare skin, and ravaged my mouth. I arched for her, needing her touch, and I tugged at her shirt.

“You’re far too clothed. I’ve wanted to see your breasts fully since I first saw you in the backyard.

“You know, I still haven’t seen yours.”

And then she took a step back and shoved my dress off my shoulders. It was a tangle of fabric around my waist now, but then she had her mouth on my breasts, her hands and her tongue and her teeth and everything. I arched for her, my knees shaking again.

“No fair,” I gasped.

“You’re the one who isn’t fair in that dress.”

“I’m not wearing much of it now.”

She held my breasts in her hands, a heavy weight in each of her palms.

“How on earth did you dance tonight without wearing a bra? You are all curves and sin, lady.”

I winked at her. “The dress has a built-in bra of sorts. And let me say that my nipples are going to ache for the next week because of what I wore.”

Meredith winked. “Well, I’m pretty sure I can help you with your nipples if you want.”

“I did leave that line open for you, didn’t I?”

“I’m just saying, I can kiss them and make them better.”

“I still haven’t seen your breasts.I’mjust saying. This is very one-sided, me standing here in roughed-up fabric and high heels that are hurting my feet.”

Concern washed over Meredith’s face. “Well then, let’s get you completely naked. And then I will indeed kiss and make it better.”




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