Page 78 of Balancing Act
She needed Beth just as badly.
Jamie expertly pulled Beth on top of her, their bodies aligned in a delicious press of skin. With one fluid movement, Jamie flipped them, her forearm braced beside Beth’s head. She tucked a strand of blonde behind Beth’s ear and cradled her cheek.
“You have me,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving Beth’s. She wanted Beth to feel the sincerity in her voice. She had her. God, she had hersogood. Jamie had never given herself to someone in the ways Beth got her. She wanted to drown in Beth, jump right in, and never come up for air.
A fire raged inside her as Beth’s arms snaked their way around her neck, pulling their mouths to each other, and for once, she didn’t care about being in control of what was happening. She wanted to let Beth consume her in any way she wanted to.
She let out a sigh as Beth’s nails grazed gently across her shoulders. At the same time, Beth thrust her hips up againstJamie’s thigh, her heat pulsating through the thin fabric of her underwear.
“You’re wearing far too many clothes,” she whined in Jamie’s ear, and the sensation of her breath against her already-sensitive skin sent another jolt of pleasure coursing through her.
“Then do something about it.”
Beth wrapped slender legs around her waist, and in a move that both shocked and impressed Jamie, she found herself lying on her back looking up at Beth, who was straddling her, looking down at her with a hunger in her eyes.
“I love these dimples.” Long, slender fingers brushed against Jamie’s cheek before her lips followed as Beth inched her way down Jamie’s body. Every precisely placed kiss sent waves of pleasure right to Jamie’s center, and her hips involuntarily ground up, desperate for any kind of pressure they could find.
A hint of a smirk tugged at the corners of Beth’s mouth as she unbuttoned Jamie’s jeans, pushing them down over her hips with her underwear. Jamie swiftly kicked them off to join the crumpled jumpsuit on the floor.
She thought she might feel self-conscious with Beth, but that thought was quickly proven untrue as she lay there, splayed out on Beth’s bed—bare for her, wanting her, needing her in ways she’d never needed before.
“I adore your body,” Beth murmured softly against Jamie’s skin, as her mouth continued to trace a delicate pattern down her abdomen.
“Beth, please.” She heard the whine fall from her own lips as Beth ran her fingers through her slick folds, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. “I need you right now.” Her words were lost in a groan as Beth slid two fingers inside of her, and that was it—whatever control she had been holding on to had completely left her.
She couldn’t think straight and didn’t know which way was up or down. All she could register was the sensation of Beth’s fingers inside of her as they curled against her walls.So good.It all felt sofuckingamazing.
She had spent the last few months imagining what this moment would feel like, but nothing she had dreamed up could even come close to the reality of Beth between her knees, making her body writhe like this.
“God, Jamie,” Beth panted as she curled her fingers to where Jamie needed them most, her thumb brushing lightly over her clit. Jamie grabbed for fistfuls of the sheets, anything to ground her. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are?” A whimper escaped her as Beth pushed her fingers deeper.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck...” She was so close, so close. Every nerve in her body was alive, electrified by Beth.
“You’re so beautiful like this, spread across my bed, all for me.” The low whisper of her voice drove Jamie crazy as fingers curled and twisted just the way she craved, a wave of pleasure building with each ministration. “Absolutely perfect.”
Jamie grabbed out for any part of Beth she could reach, suddenly needing to feel her. Her hand found her toned bicep, feeling the muscle contract with her movements. “I—oh—” she gasped, swallowing her scream, trying to make this moment, these feelings, last forever. “—I’m, fuck. Please, I’m going to come,” she pleaded, as her hips jerked, body shaking and pulsating in waves around Beth’s fingers—every muscle in her body contracting before releasing.
She had no recollection of how long she lay beneath Beth, breathing heavily, trying to fill her lungs with air after being rendered breathless by her.
“That was . . .” she started. “I . . .”
Beth laughed softly as Jamie struggled to find her words in the cloud of her orgasm.
“Amazing?” Beth supplied, with a grin. “Incredible? Mind-blowingly good?”
“Worth the wait.”
She rolled onto her side as Beth crawled up next to her, and Jamie swiftly pulled her body in so they were pressed together.
“Are you kidding me with this smile?” Jamie felt the heat growing in her face as Beth cupped her cheeks, thumbs brushing over her blush before she placed soft kisses on her lips.
“Can you blame me, after that?” Jamie asked.
“Not one bit,” Beth said, smiling, then she nuzzled Jamie’s nose with her own.
Jamie lifted a hand to Beth’s cheek, her fingers moving with deliberate slowness as she traced the line of Beth’s jaw.
Her touch was gentle, savoring every inch as she followed the curve of Beth’s neck. She took her time, committing each detail to memory, and couldn’t help but grin when she felt Beth’s sharp inhale. Jamie’s fingers dipped lower, gliding over Beth’s shoulder and down to trace the delicate lines of her collarbone. Her hand continued its slow, teasing journey—across the valley between Beth’s breasts, lingering over the rise and fall of her belly before finally settling on the soft curve of her hip. She paused there momentarily, absorbing the quiet, charged intimacy between them.