Page 47 of Balancing Act (Soulmate #1)
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 so fucking amazing.
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.
Blue eyes bore into hers as she gently squeezed Beth’s hip, leaning in and capturing her lips before her hand slid between her thighs, cupping Beth gently. She bit down on Beth’s lip with a moan at the feeling of her damp arousal soaking through the underwear she was still wearing.
“You’re so fucking wet,” she murmured into fistfuls of her hair, as they rolled so, once again, Jamie was on top of Beth. She applied more pressure with her hand, using the fabric to tease at her clit.
“It’s all because of you.” The words fell from Beth’s lips in whispers, punctuated between her moans of pleasure as Jamie teased her, and she rocked her hips. “God, Jamie, you do this to me.”
Jamie nipped playfully below Beth’s right ear, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin as a soft gasp escaped Beth’s lips.
From there, Jamie let herself slide slowly down Beth’s body, her hardened nipples brushing against Beth’s torso, drawing a shiver from both of them.
Beth’s hands pressed gently but firmly against Jamie’s shoulders, guiding her lower, as Jamie’s fingers hooked through the edges of the black lace that still separated them.
She peeled away the last barrier, her gaze flicking up to meet Beth’s.
Jamie moved with a deliberate slowness, savoring every inch of Beth’s body as her tongue traced a lazy path.
Her movements were focused yet unhurried.
She wanted to savor this, to map every curve and reaction.
She had nothing but time in this moment, and Jamie had no intention of rushing.
Tonight was about worship, and Beth was her altar.