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“Don’t do that,” Lydia requested, somehow reading the moment without even looking at her. “Don’t regret. Just be here with me. Always be here with me. Nothing else matters.”

“Okay,” she said, holding back her tears. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Lydia replied and pulled back enough for Eliza to crawl onto the bed before she crawled on top of her, between Eliza’s spread legs, and looked down at her with a smile. “I think I remember what you like. I tend to replay all those times in my mind a lot. But we’re also a lot older, so if there’s something else you want, tell me, okay?”

“You replay them?”

Lydia nodded.

“Me too,” Eliza admitted with a soft smile. “And just touch me. I’ve missed you.”

Lydia kissed her slowly at first, but when her hips began to roll down into Eliza, the kiss turned heated. Eliza didn’t want this to be over in seconds, but she also knew that their first time back, after being apart like this for so long, was likely to be quick before they took their time with each other later. Lydia kissed her neck and moved down to her chest, between Eliza’s breasts, placing soft kisses there. She moved lower still, kissing Eliza everywhere down to her belly button, but then she moved back up, and a nipple was in Lydia’s mouth before Eliza even realized it. Lydia sucked and massaged her other breast, all while Eliza lay there, watching her and touching her all over her back, letting Lydia know with her touch and her sounds that she wanted this; that she was here with her.

Lydia moved to her other nipple next, and she sucked, licked, andnippeda bit at it, which was a new thing they hadnotdone as teenagers, and it had Eliza wanting more. When they’d been together before, Eliza had loved Lydia’s fingers on her clit, but she’d always,alwayscome with her mouth. Even during their first time, which had been two teenagers figuring things out – especially Eliza because, at that point in her life, she hadn’t even touched herself before – she’d come when Lydia’s mouth had been on her.

“Still?”

Eliza nodded at her and gave her a smirk.

“Oh, I missed that bedroom smirk. You have no idea, El.” Lydia smiled up at her as she lowered herself down Eliza’s body, somehow knowing exactly what Eliza wanted without words again.

Lydia kissed her thighs, spreading her legs wider and taking in Eliza’s center for the first time in years, and Eliza watched her breathe her in and close her eyes for a moment. Then, Lydia just licked her, apparently unable to wait any longer, and Eliza’s hips bucked. Sex with women had been fine for her. It hadn’t ever been anything to write home about, and she didn’t have all that many partners in her life, but she knew there was a difference between the other women and this one. Other women had touched her, but none of them had ever made her feel how Lydia did when she just did one simple thing, causing Eliza’s entire body to relax its tension without even having an orgasm.

Lydia licked her again. Then, her lips engulfed Eliza’s clit, and she sucked. God, Eliza was on fire now. Her hips rose and fell, and her hand went to her own breast, massaging it and playing with her nipple. When she heard Lydia moan, she looked down at her and realized that Lydia was staring at Eliza’s hand on her breast. She was getting turned on. Eliza gave her that smirk again that she hadn’t used with anyone else and continued to play with her breasts, closing her eyes to just focus and feel this. She’d been numb for so much of her life, with and without the prescribed medications, but she didn’t feel numb anymore. Finally, she was able to feel. And when Eliza came, it was with Lydia’s name on her lips, her hips in the air, Lydia’s mouth on her clit, and Lydia’s fingers slipping inside, taking advantage of the angle.

She came again only minutes later, letting the rush take over her entire body as she moaned and gasped out Lydia’s name once more. Lydia let her come down and then climbed back up Eliza’s body and kissed her; the first time Eliza had tasted herself on her best friend’s lips in more than ten years. They kissed like that for several minutes, with Lydia taking small breaks to tell Eliza that she loved her and Eliza saying the same, before Eliza rolled them over. When she did, Lydia gave her a look so soft that Eliza had this flash of receiving that look under different circumstances.

Lydia was standing next to her in front of their friends and family. Someone was presiding over the ceremony because they were getting married. Eliza smiled back at her, knowing that she could have that now, if she wanted. Well, notrightthis instant, obviously, but if she allowed herself to be happy, she could have that soft smile from Lydia aimed at her as they stood and professed their love in front of everyone and then walked back down that aisle as wife and wife.

“What are you thinking about right now?” Lydia asked as she ran a hand through Eliza’s blonde hair.

“Just that I want to be happy with you,” she replied. “I don’t want to miss anything with you.”

Lydia smiled even wider and nodded. Eliza kissed her and, remembering what Lydia liked, hoping it was still the same, she reached down between them and started stroking.

“Oh, God,” Lydia let out.

And she was so wet. Eliza didn’t remember her gettingthiswet when they were younger, but she loved it.

“I want you,” she whispered into Lydia’s ear before she sucked on it.

“I’m yours. I’m all yours, El.”

Eliza slipped inside her with two fingers and placed her thumb on Lydia’s clit. Then, she moved her own center over Lydia’s thigh and began rocking. Lydia’s eyes were closed, and her head was back. Her cheeks were flushed. The pink was creeping over her neck that was now exposed to Eliza, so she kissed it and licked up to Lydia’s jaw before she kissed her hard on the lips. She grunted as she rocked harder and moved faster inside Lydia, wanting Lydia to know just how much she’d missed this.

“Come with me,” Lydia ordered and grasped Eliza’s ass.

Eliza wanted this moment to be just about Lydia. Still, she remembered how Lydia had always loved when they could come together the few times that had happened, so she began rocking herself harder over Lydia’s thigh, trying to bring herself closer to climax to match Lydia’s building orgasm.

“Fuck, baby,” Lydia said. “I’m coming.”

That was all it took. Hearing those words come out of Lydia’s mouth had taken Eliza over the edge as well, and they were coming together. Eliza had sweat forming between her shoulder blades. She was thrusting inside Lydia harder and faster while pressing her own clit down as hard as she could against Lydia’s thigh. Lydia was still holding on to her ass, helping her move forward and back over the thigh, and Eliza wasn’t sure how she was able to concentrate on both her orgasm and Lydia’s because her own was so powerful, she’d lost her rhythm inside Lydia. Finally, they both reached the highest point of their climax, and they just continued to touch one another slowly until they came down.

“My love,” Eliza said.

“Wow… You haven’t called me that in years,” Lydia replied, tracing shapes over Eliza’s back as Eliza lay firmly on top of her.

“I missed calling you that.”