Page 82 of Full Court Crush
Keira pulled down the zip tantalisingly slowly, each click of the zipper’s teeth increasing the tightening of the coiled spring inside her. Keira's fingers traced on the fabric of Amelia’s underwear, teasing her mercilessly. Amelia thrust her hips forward, desperate for more contact, but Keira shoved her back into the wall, snuck a hand up her shirt and around her back, grazing her nails across her bare skin. That further ignited the ache in Amelia’s centre, and she grabbed at the centre of Keira’s shirt, desperately ripping the poppers open, revealing a dark grey sports bra, Keira’s hard nipples visible on its surface.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Amelia murmured, then lowered her head and kissed the top of Keira’s exposed shoulder.
Keira tipped back her head, closed her eyes, and ran her fingers through Amelia’s hair. Amelia trailed kisses down between the valley of Keira’s chest, down her stomach, her touch barely whispered on Keira’s skin. Amelia ran her hands over Keira’s ass. Then she quickly undid the button of her jeans and helped Keira step out of them, her shirt quickly discarded.
Taking Amelia’s hand, Keira gazed into her eyes as she pulled her towards the bed. Amelia spun them around and pushed Keira backwards onto the mattress. While Keira watched, Amelia pulled off her shirt and slowly unhooked her blue lace bra, letting it slide down her arms and fall to the floor.
“Oh, god” Keira whispered, reaching out to touch Amelia's chest.
Amelia grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, ravaging her face with kisses. Now Amelia had her, she wanted Keira toknowshe had her, that she was hers. Keira arched her back to try to get more contact, and Amelia just chuckled.
"Please, Amelia." Keira begged softly. Amelia released her hands and sat up.
"You seem a little overdressed, Morgan." Amelia chastised in her captain's voice. Keira swallowed.
"Are you going to do something about it?"
Amelia flashed back to their evening in the changing rooms, and her already intense libido rocketed into the stratosphere. In a tangle of limbs, they removed each other's remaining garments, until they were both naked. Amelia knelt between Keira's legs, gently forcing them apart. She took a moment to memorise the sight in front of her. Keira looking up at her, blazing desire burning in her gaze, hair half falling out of her ponytail. Amelia grinned as she lowered herself to Keira's centre, skirting her lips around the most sensitive parts.
“Please,” Keira croaked out.
“Please, what?” Amelia growled, mouth millimetres from Keira’s clit.
“Please touch me.” Keira’s voice was laced with desperation.
Amelia responded by kissing down Keira’s outer lips, then slowly parting them with her tongue. She could smell Keira's heady scent, and it almost broke her resolve to be patient. Eventually, she licked upward with one steady, smooth motion, stopping just short of Keira’s clit.
Her own clit was throbbing with need while Keira writhed under her ministrations, trying to get more contact. Amelia kissed back down the other side of her centre, then slowly slid her tongue between her folds and dragged it upwards, eliciting a whimper.
“Please,” Keira begged again.
This time, Amelia complied, enveloping Keira’s clit with the warmth of her mouth, then gently sucking. Keira’s left hand grasped the duvet cover as her right threaded through Amelia’s hair, frantically arching off the bed.
“Oh, god,” Keira said breathlessly.
Amelia ran two of her fingers up and down Keira’s folds, then slid them inside and curled them upwards. She moved slowly at first, gently sliding her fingers in and out while softly circling Keira’s clit with her tongue. Keira’s hips bucked into Amelia’s mouth. Amelia relished her taste and her desperation in equal measure. Keira was hers.
Amelia swirled her tongue around Keira's clit as she increased the tempo of her fingers.
“Amelia, I’m clo—I’m so close.” Keira panted.
Keira’s hips lifted off the bed, and her strong thighs gripped Amelia’s head like a vice. Amelia wrapped her free arm around one of Keira’s legs to pin her in place, while she thrust harder.
Keira suddenly went silent, and her whole body tensed.
“Oh godddddd.” She crested the wave of her orgasm, back arching and limbs twitching wildly. Amelia clung to her hips, desperate to eke out every drop of pleasure. Keira searched for Amelia with her hand, eventually grasping the hand that still wrapped around her thigh, squeezing it tightly. Amelia continued worshipping her clit as she writhed on the bed.
When Keira finally came down, Amelia slowed her movements and eventually removed her fingers. She sat up and wiped her mouth, then leaned over Keira and kissed from her stomach all the way up to her chest. Keira blinked up at her.
“Wow,” Keira finally said.
“You’re gorgeous,” Amelia said, stroking her fingertips down Keira’s face as she straddled Keira’s waist.
“And you’re amazing.” Keira pulled Amelia down and kissed her ravenously.
“My turn,” Keira growled, using her impressive strength to flip them over. Amelia's pulse sped up in anticipation.
Keira twirled her tongue around one of Amelia’s nipples, and Amelia couldn't help but arch into the touch. The warm, wet contact sent an electric shock straight to her centre, and she desperately wanted more. Keira ran her fingers up Amelia’s thigh.