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“I want to know everything.” Caz smiled down at her.

Caz focused on the movements, and the speed and pressure, enjoying the jerks and moans as Grace expertly got herself off.

When Grace pulled her hand free, Caz’s remained, sliding her fingers lower and into the wetness, watching Grace’s face as she inched inside of her for the first time.

They both took a moment to recognise it, to mutually understand they were now one, completely and utterly joined together in a way more intimate than either had ever known with anyone else.

Grace smiled. “Don’t think about it, I won’t break.”

“How did you know I was thinking that.”

“Because I know you, and I know you love me…and now…” She slid her hand around Caz’s neck and pulled her face closer. “I want you to fuck me like you’ve never fucked anyone before.”

“I want to hear you being fucked like you’ve never been fucked before,” Caz said, her movements slow and teasing.

“Mm, so good,” Grace purred, her back arching like a cat, and her grip around Caz’s neck, grasping firmly, until her mouth was right next to Caz’s ear and all Caz could hear were the soft moans that grew into incoherent words when she upped her speed and followed the instructions she’d been given.

She’d lost count at five.

“Okay…enough…I can’t take…oh, fuck.”

Grace groaned as the final swipe of Caz’s tongue lashed against her clit and another eruption burst forth form her.

“Jesus, is this normally…” Her chest heaved, fingertips clutching at the sheet, as her hips jerked upward once more and she cried out one last euphoric ensemble of incoherent noise.

“So…much?” she finally stammered out.

Her legs clamped tightly around Caz, stopping any further pleasurable assault on that one spot Caz had discovered hours ago. Grace was sure it was hours, as she’d lost all track of time, and what was up and what was down.

When she finally relaxed and Caz was free to scuttle up the bed and kiss her, she could barely breathe, and then she burst into tears.

“Oh, that’s not good…Grace?” Caz said, rolling onto her side and pulling Grace with her. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…I’m fine.” She tried to laugh through the tears. “Overwhelmed, I guess, that’s all.” She pulled Caz close, again attaching herself like a limpet, legs and arms wrapped tightly as her body shuddered and shook until it was finally spent.

“Okay?” Caz asked.

“Okay? Are you for real?” Grace laughed, and then she grew serious. “How am I supposed to live up to that?”

Caz grinned. “Practice, babe, lots of practice.”

“What if—”

“Uh-uh.” Caz pressed a finger to her lip. “It’s not a competition.”

“Really?” Grace snapped her teeth at the finger. “I think it might become one…once I’ve practiced enough.” She took Caz by surprise and flipped her onto her back. “So, I think we’ll start here…” She leaned lower and sucked a nipple between her lips, enjoying the way Caz hissed her own pleasure, and then she trailed fingertips down the bare torso of her new lover. “Here…” She leaned back up and hovered above Caz. “I might have been the last to know…but I’m going to make up for every lost moment.”

“And I’m here for it…‘til death do us part.”