Only for the Summer

I LET her take the lead here. I'm too afraid to move in fear I'll wake up from this magical dream. We've only had two shots hours ago, so this isn't a drunk action. She's sober, and she wants me.

She climbs on top of my lap, a soft moan slipping through my lips. Her thin fingertips run up my thigh, and she presses light, open-mouthed kisses down my neck. I moan again, she's teasing me. She goes back to kissing me, and I let myself touch her.

My hands run up her legs, inside the back of her shirt, up to her spine. I kiss her neck softly, painstakingly, slow. She moans this time, so I flip her underneath me and kiss her again. She tugs at my shirt, pulling it over my head, so I do the same.

I blush as she bites her lip, looking at my body. I've never been shy with a woman before. I'm confident in my body, but this is different. This is Char seeing my body. She only hesitates for a moment before grabbing my breast softly and taking my nipple between her fingers. A moan escapes my lips as I collapse on her in pleasure.

My lips find her neck, gently biting down. I stop to leave a trail of kisses down her stomach, stopping just before her sweatpants.

"Get. these. off," I growl. She has been teasing me for weeks; it's my turn to return the favor.

She nods and slides them off under me, then looks up at me expectantly. I run a hand over her panties, trailing my fingers down her core and stopping when she moans. She's soaked. Because of me.

All I want to do is bury my face in her and not stop until she's screaming my name, but I want to pace myself. I press my hand to her core, and she bucks under me. She moans a soft 'please,' and I smirk. I'm having too much fun, but I've barely touched her, and she's begging.

"I trace my fingers to her hips and slide her panties down her legs achingly slow. I want to appreciate every second of this. I notice her tattoo, the rose on her thigh she normally kept concealed. It was beautiful, just like her.

I look up at her, making sure this is okay, and she nods furiously. I kiss up her thighs until I'm met with her hot and dripping core. I take an achingly slow lick up her center and smirk as she bucks her hips toward me.

Testing the waters, I lick her again, tasting all of her. I stop at her clit, sucking ever so gently and her breath is heavy, with a long moan. I squeeze my thighs together; I am just as wet. I switch between teasing her and making her cum, opting to add in a finger while my tongue creates circles against her.

"Mmm, yes." Her eyes struggle to stay open, enjoying every second.

"You like that?" I smirk and look up at her biting her lip.

"Don't stop!" she moans and pushes my head back down gently. I giggle against her and start again. Soft, slow licks to taste and tease. Then focusing on her clit again, listening for her moans. I want to make sure she enjoys this.

By the way, her legs squirm and her panting, I can tell she's close. I reach a hand up to play with her nipple, tugging it ever so gently, which works like a charm. In seconds, she's panting and screaming my name.

"OH ENGFA!" I don't stop my tongue until she's still again.

Wiping my mouth subtly on the back of my arm, I lean in for a quick kiss on her lips. Then I take her in, deliberately. Her red hair is sprawled across the pillows in a mess, her body is glowing.

"That was... wow," she says breathlessly.

"I agree." I'm at a loss for words.

"Your turn." She smiles at me devilishly.

"You don't have—" Char cuts me off with a kiss.

Running her hands through my hair, her fingers stroke the shaved side. She slides her hand down my neck and grabs it with just the perfect amount of pressure. Is Char Stevens into choking? I swear it's like learning a completely new side of my best friend. This uncharted territory is something I'll want to discover over and over again.