Page 80 of Breadwinner
Sarah pulled at her arm, urging Nell to straddle her hips, her hands coming to rest on Nell’s thighs. “You asked me what I wanted,” Sarah said, her voice hoarse with want. “Now I’m asking you. Tell me what you want, Nell. Whatever it is, I’ll make it happen.”
“I want...” She gulped for air that seemed to be disappearing from the room as she leaned forward to kiss Sarah. “I want you to take the reins this time.”
A guttural, animalistic sound left Sarah’s mouth, and Nell swore she could feel their power exchange as she gave her control completely over to Sarah.
With ease, Sarah flipped their bodies so it was Nell whose back was pressed to the ground, Sarah’s hands flying over every inch of her body.
She moaned Sarah’s name, moving involuntarily, chasing her touch as her fingers dipped under her sweater again, this time cupping her breast, thumbs teasing her nipples over her bra. “I want to feel you, feel all of you. Make me feel everything,” she whined, her senses completely overwhelmed.
Sarah’s hands moved lower still, fingers hooking into the waistband of her lounge pants, pulling them and her underwear down agonizingly slow, leaving her bare. What she must look like right now, sprawled out on this blanket, sweater and socks still on but unclothed between, waiting to see what Sarah would do next.
She wasn’t kept waiting long as Sarah kissed her way up her body and back down, lips dangerously close to where Nell wanted them most. Her body ached with desire. Then again, having desire for Sarah had never been a problem for her.
She whimpered when Sarah placed wet, open-mouth kisses along the crest of her pelvic bone, following the curve of her body as she descended lower still, pausing only to make sure Nell felt the ghost of her hot breath as she hovered over her center.
“Fuck, I want to bury my face in you,” Sarah rasped, her sentence punctuated with a hot kiss placed on the sensitive skin of Nell’s inner thigh.
Nell couldn’t help the way her hips rolled up in search of Sarah’s touch as she wove her fingers through Sarah’s hair, nails scratching along her scalp.
“I want to savor you.” Another kiss. “Consume you.” Another. “Devour you.”
This was maddening in the most diabolical way. Her need for Sarah rose with each teasing kiss placed as Nell became more and more desperate, but then it stopped.
Her eyes flew open at the loss of contact, only to see Sarah sitting up, peeling her fleece-lined leggings from her body, and discarding them in a heap on the floor.
“I need you to feel what you do to me,” Sarah said, her voice thick with want as she crawled back up Nell’s body.
She gasped as Sarah’s hand found the back of her thigh, raising her left leg while straddling her right, inching herself closer until she could feel the heat of Sarah’s desire radiating just above her own.
“Fuck,” Nell moaned, as Sarah lowered her hips, the slickness of their want for each other gliding and mixing as Sarah rolled her hips forward, their clits brushing each other over and over with every one of her movements.
The friction alone made her lose her goddamn mind. It went completely blank. The sensation of Sarah’s hips grinding against hers in the most delectable ways was the only thing her brain could process.
“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to feel you like this,” Sarah moaned through her teeth, moving her hips faster, her fingers digging into Nell’s thigh, using her body for leverage. Nell was doing her best to hold on, but she couldn’t stop the wave of pleasure rising inside her.
“More... please... Oh God, more...” Those words were all she could muster as Sarah moved faster still. Nell could feel her wetness, and possibly Sarah’s, dripping down her thighs astheir bodies moved together. Nell grabbed a fistful of the blanket beneath her, trying to hold on and just feel.
“I’m going to make you come now,” Sarah panted, clinging to her like a lifeline.
She dug her fingers into Sarah’s hips, trying to pull her closer still as she ground up to meet her, and—oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.
“I’m so close, Sarah. Fuck—yes.” She slammed her eyes shut, darkness filling her vision as her orgasm bubbled over, every muscle in her body tightening.
“That’s it,” Sarah purred, hips slowing to match hers. “Come for me.”
Her legs stilled and dropped as her orgasm tore through her, and it was a few moments before her breathing returned to a regular pattern.
“Can you come again?” Sarah’s question was eager as she positioned herself perfectly between her spread thighs, fingers tracing absently across her still-sensitive skin.
She nodded, the only movement she could make.
“I told you I wanted to taste you,” Sarah said, dipping her head down, tongue swiping through her folds, Nell’s hips shuddering at the contact as she bit back her moan. “But I should have been honest, because that’s notallI wanted.”
Sarah pushed one, and then two fingers into her slowly, taking the time to coat them in her wetness, all the while looking to Nell for confirmation, seeking permission even now. Nell nodded, and Sarah began her movements, starting with long, deep strokes that filled her in ways she’d forgotten about.
“I wanted to taste myself on you.” Sarah’s tongue danced around her clit in small circles as she pushed her fingers into Nell again and again and again.
“Ohyes...” Nell gritted her teeth, nails digging into Sarah’s shoulder as she unraveled her bit by little bit until all of herearlier nervousness had been carried off, leaving what remained underneath—a fire in her that burned for Sarah and Sarah alone.