Page 25 of Fixing Hearts

“Point taken,” Jo murmured, and she peeled off her shirt, then her jeans, leaving her in only boxer briefs.

Evelyn had seen Jo in plenty of outfits before—grease-streaked work clothes, her signature leather jacket, even the slightly more polished look she had worn to Evelyn’s apartment for dinner.

But this was different. Even though she was muscular, Jo looked softer, her usual confidence replaced with something quieter.

But no less sexy, she thought. Evelyn swallowed hard.

I’m only going to focus on sleep. That is the plan.

Sleep . She pulled off her leggings and climbed into bed.

Jo hesitated for only a second before following, settling beside her.

The moment Jo’s body pressed against hers, warmth flooded through Evelyn’s body.

It was supposed to be comforting, but all it did was remind her how much she wanted Jo.

Evelyn exhaled slowly, staring at the ceiling, trying to steady her breathing.

Jo shifted beside her, turning onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow.

“You okay?” she asked, and Evelyn turned her head, meeting Jo’s gaze in the dim light.

“Yeah,” she whispered, and before Jo could say another word, Evelyn reached for her, pulling her into a kiss that started slow, soft, but quickly became something more.

Her heart pounded as Jo’s lips moved against hers, and their bodies pressed tightly together.

She felt the heat of Jo’s skin through her thin tank top, the firmness of her muscles, the softness of her curves.

Every touch, every movement, sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire deep within her.

Slowly, Jo’s hands slid down Evelyn’s side, her fingers tracing the hem of her tank top before slipping underneath.

Evelyn gasped as Jo’s warm hands found her bare skin, her touch gentle yet confident.

She arched into the touch, her body craving more.

Jo broke the kiss, her lips trailing down Evelyn’s neck, her teeth grazing lightly against her skin.

Evelyn’s breath hitched, and her fingers tangled in Jo’s hair as she held her close.

Jo’s mouth moved lower, her tongue brushing Evelyn’s skin, drawing out a soft moan.

“You’re sure you want this?” Jo whispered, and Evelyn nodded.

“Yes,” she said, her voice barely more than a gasp. “I want... I want you to touch me.”

Jo lifted her head, her eyes dark with desire. “Where do you want me to touch you, Evelyn?” she murmured, her voice rough.

Evelyn’s cheeks flushed, but she held Jo’s gaze.

“Everywhere,” she breathed. A slow smile spread across Jo’s face as she shifted her body, covering Evelyn’s.

By instinct, Evelyn opened her legs and felt Jo’s weight settle between them, the warmth of her body seeping into her skin.

Jo’s lips found Evelyn’s again, her kiss deep and hungry while Evelyn’s hands roamed over Jo’s back, feeling the muscles shift beneath her touch.

Breaking the kiss, Jo paused with her hands under Evelyn’s top, her eyes meeting Evelyn’s.

“Can I take this off?” Jo asked, her voice soft.

Evelyn nodded, her breath coming in short gasps.

Jo’s fingers hooked under the hem of the soft fabric, slowly pulling it over her head.

Evelyn’s heart pounded as her breasts lay bare before Jo, her body trembling with anticipation.

As her eyes roamed over Evelyn’s body, hunger filled Jo’s gaze.

“You’re beautiful,” she murmured. Evelyn felt her cheeks flush, but she didn’t look away.

She watched as Jo’s head dipped, her lips finding Evelyn’s nipple.

Evelyn gasped, her back arching as Jo’s tongue swirled around the hardened peak, drawing out a moan from deep within her.

Suddenly, Jo’s hands moved to Evelyn’s hips, her fingers slipping into the waistband of her underwear.

She looked at Evelyn. “Can I take these off too?” she asked, and Evelyn nodded again as her heart raced.

Jo slowly pulled her underwear down and off.

Evelyn held her breath as she lay completely naked before Jo.

Any hint of doubt or fear that this was what she wanted was gone.

All she could think about was Jo and her body, her fingers, her mouth.

Slowly, Jo’s attention moved to Evelyn’s thighs, and her fingertips traced patterns against her skin.

Evelyn’s breath hitched as Jo’s hands moved higher, her touch gentle yet firm.

When Jo’s fingers brushed over her center, Evelyn gasped, her hips jerking upwards.

“Is this okay?” Jo asked, her voice soft. “Can I touch you here?”

Evelyn nodded. “Yes,” she breathed. “Do whatever you want to me.”

In response, Jo moved lower, trailing kisses down Evelyn’s stomach.

Evelyn moaned when Jo’s head dipped between her thighs, her tongue finding her most sensitive spot and circling her clit.

Evelyn’s body arched into the contact, her hips moving in time with Jo’s tongue.

She felt pleasure building within her, her body coiling tighter and tighter.

Slowly, Jo’s finger slipped inside her at the same time Jo used her tongue on Evelyn’s clit.

Evelyn cried out. “Yes, oh my God,” she gasped.

“Oh my God.” Unable to stop herself, she bucked in time with Jo’s hand, pressing her clit harder against her mouth.

The pleasure was building within her, and she thought for the first time she might actually come.

Having an orgasm with a lover was something she had never done, and it excited her to think Jo could draw one out of her.

Suddenly, Jo slipped a second finger inside her, and Evelyn felt herself widen with the added pressure.

A long moan of pleasure came from deep within her.

“Oh, Jo, that feels so good,” she said, and in response, Jo stroked her with long, slow thrusts.

Evelyn’s entire body quivered, close to the edge, but still not able to tip over.

She wasn’t sure she could do it, and then Jo sucked Evelyn gently and she came undone.

Her orgasm crashed over her, her body throbbing as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

She cried out. Jo’s fingers continued to move in and out of her, drawing out every last wave of pleasure until Evelyn’s body finally stilled.

Jo’s head lifted, her eyes meeting Evelyn’s. A slow, satisfied smile spread across her face. “That was...” Evelyn breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper. “That was incredible.”

“Just the beginning,” Jo murmured, her voice filled with promise. Evelyn’s heart pounded as she reached for Jo, pulling her up and into her arms. She felt the heat of Jo’s body against hers, and as they lay there, wrapped in each other, Evelyn knew that she had never felt more alive.