Page 21 of January (New Orleans #1)

K yle hadn’t planned on having sex out in this courtyard tonight. Then again, she hadn’t planned on taking a helicopter ride, either. As she kissed Melinda’s neck, her hand cupped her over her panties, and she gave Melinda another chance to tell her that this was too much or too soon. When Melinda didn’t say anything , Kyle used her other hand to tug at Melinda’s jeans until Melinda took over and Kyle could move her hand into Melinda’s panties for the first time.

“I feel like a teenager,” Melinda whispered. “Like we’re going to get caught by my parents when they get home.”

“Do you want to stop?” Kyle checked just as her finger had been about to slip into Melinda’s folds.

“What? No.”

“We can go to your place; find a bed.”

“I don’t want a bed, Kyle. I want you ,” Melinda replied, cupping Kyle’s cheek.

As her fingers dipped into Melinda’s folds, feeling just how much Melinda did want her, Kyle kissed her, and having coated her fingers one by one, she began a slow, paced stroke before she pulled out of the kiss to be able to watch the woman beneath her. Melinda’s eyes were closed. Her mouth was open. Kyle wanted to kiss her again, but Melinda’s body shifted, and she lifted at her own shirt and pulled it over her head. Once it was off, Melinda’s hands went to the straps of her bra until it, too, was at her side. Kyle looked down at the perfect breasts, which lightly swayed from their movements as Melinda pushed her own jeans even farther down until they were at her ankles and she could spread her legs. Kyle felt overdressed, still in her jeans. Reading her mind, it seemed, Melinda took care of those, too, gripping them hard and tugging until they were around Kyle’s knees. She had to sit up to do so, though, making Kyle’s hand pull out.

“We should…” Kyle began. “Before I continue. ”

“Yes,” Melinda replied.

Kyle smiled and stood up, pushing her jeans all the way off, leaving herself in only her gray underwear.

“Fuck,” Melinda whispered, leaning forward and pressing her face to Kyle’s abdomen. “I can smell you. You’re so wet, babe.”

Kyle held her head there for a minute as Melinda kissed her stomach, her hands disappearing into Kyle’s underwear, cupping her ass before she lowered them down Kyle’s thighs. When Melinda pressed her lips to Kyle’s belly button first and then lower, Kyle worried she’d go lower still and take her with her mouth. Knowing she’d come instantly if Melinda did that, she tilted Melinda’s head up.

“Lie back,” she requested softly when Melinda looked up at her in confusion.

Melinda obliged and lay back on the blanket, so Kyle kicked the underwear away, knelt, and tugged the remainder of Melinda’s clothing off, taking her time to stare at the beautiful woman lying in front of her. Melinda’s brown eyes stared back at her the whole time. Her brown hair was fanned out over the blanket as if each individual strand of hair knew they were about to do this and worked together to make Melinda look unbelievably sexy.

Not being able to wait any longer, Kyle hovered over her again, kissed her hard, and settled a thigh between Melinda’s spread legs, feeling Melinda’s wetness coat her own leg as she rocked. God, Kyle wanted this. She wanted her . Melinda had been this amazing surprise when Kyle first arrived in New Orleans, and she knew she’d never be able to separate her view of this city from the woman beneath her.

“Touch me. Please,” Melinda requested.

“I am,” she replied, rocking harder, pressing her thigh harder into Melinda’s center.

“You know what I need,” Melinda said, cupping Kyle’s ass and bringing her toward her again.

“Tell me,” Kyle replied, positioning her lips back over Melinda’s neck, taking in her intoxicating scent .

“Fingers. Clit,” Melinda told her between breaths.

Kyle placed her hand between them and found Melinda’s sex. She cupped her gently as she rocked and let her index finger play between Melinda’s folds. Slowly, she stroked her as she continued to rock into her, her own sex rubbing over Melinda’s thigh even harder now.

“I can come like this,” she whispered into Melinda’s ear. “Just from touching you.”

“Will you come again for me after?” Melinda asked.

“Yes,” she replied, knowing one orgasm tonight would not be enough.

Then, Kyle added another finger and stroked Melinda harder, faster, as she rocked against her. She knew she was full-on grunting into Melinda’s ear, but Melinda got wetter and coated Kyle’s eager fingers, so she kept it up.

“I’m close. Don’t stop,” Melinda told her, wrapping her arms tightly around Kyle’s neck. “Oh, my God!”

Melinda’s hips rose and fell, and Kyle kept up with them, stroking and rocking until she, too, was coming all over Melinda’s thigh, never wanting this moment to end.

“Oh, God,” she managed out, crashing her hips down into Melinda, unable to control them anymore.

She came harder than she had in a very long time, and the last time she remembered it being this good, she’d been by herself and using her favorite vibrator.

When Melinda’s hips slowed, Kyle’s fingers did as well. Melinda’s hands were in Kyle’s hair. Her lips were pressed to Kyle’s. They kissed, pausing only to catch their breath before they reconnected their lips and kissed again.

“That was…” Melinda mumbled softly, her lips grazing Kyle’s.

“Yes, it was,” Kyle agreed and kissed her as she lowered her fingers to Melinda’s entrance, circling them at first, gathering what she needed.

“God, yes. Go inside,” Melinda requested.

Kyle pushed in with two fingers, going as deep as she could, lowering her face to Melinda’s shoulder, nibbling on the skin as she pulled out and pushed back in.

“Oh, fuck,” Melinda let out. “Ky…”

Kyle loved hearing Melinda curse. She wasn’t sure she had before, but in this situation, there was something so hot about it. She pulled all the way out and didn’t just push back in; she thrust inside Melinda deeply, repeating it over and over again when Melinda spread her legs farther for her.

“God, you feel good,” Kyle let out, hating how cliché that sounded but needing to say it anyway. “God, Mel.”

They’d done slow already. They’d had slow all night. Now, Kyle wanted fast. She wanted Melinda to absolutely come undone beneath her while she was buried inside. She wanted Melinda’s body to go limp after an earth-shattering orgasm delivered by Kyle’s own touch.

Melinda didn’t say any words as Kyle fucked her, but her moans and gasps spurred Kyle on. When Kyle added her thumb to Melinda’s clit, pressing it there hard, that earned her deeper moans from Melinda before Melinda’s leg lifted up. Kyle looked up to see what had happened and noticed Melinda’s left leg was nearly straight in the air now. She leaned back and kissed it, licked the sweat she found behind Melinda’s kneecap, and with her free hand, she shifted that leg to her shoulder and lowered herself back down. The new angle must have been just what Melinda needed because she was coming, and she was coming hard. She yelled expletive after expletive into the night, and Kyle glanced up when she saw a light turn on in one of the houses next to them.

“Fuck,” she whispered but didn’t stop.

She couldn’t stop. This was her house, damn it, and if she wanted to make love to this beautiful woman in the backyard, she was going to do just that. What she did do, though, was cover Melinda’s mouth with her other hand, letting her bite down on her finger a bit to keep her yells from reaching the rest of the neighborhood. Only when Melinda’s sounds had subsided did Kyle detach her hand from her mouth. She also lifted Melinda’s leg from her shoulder and let Melinda set it back down on the blanket beneath them. Then, without removing her fingers, she reached for the blanket behind her and pulled it over them, blocking their nakedness from the neighborhood as she collapsed on top of Melinda.

“We should go inside before someone reports a crime,” she suggested.

“I was loud, wasn’t I?” Melinda chuckled and wrapped her arms around Kyle’s back. “I’m hardly ever loud. God, Kyle… That was so fucking good. I’m, like, molded to the ground now.”

Kyle just smiled and kissed Melinda’s neck in response.

“I could fall asleep right here,” Melinda added.

“I think we should get dressed before you do that. Don’t want anyone to open their curtains in the morning and see us both naked in–”

Melinda had other ideas, apparently, because her hand slipped between them, cutting Kyle off.

“Roll over.”

“Mel, we should go inside. We can continue–”

“Roll over, Kyle,” Melinda repeated.

Kyle obeyed, rolling over onto her back, and when she did, Melinda brought the blanket with her, covering them up. She kissed Kyle, who spread her legs to let Melinda settle between them.

“No one will see anything,” Melinda added.

Kyle watched as Melinda’s head lowered to her breasts, sucking on it first, but only for a minute before she lowered still. Melinda was right: no one would see anything because she’d disappeared under the blanket, kissing down Kyle’s body until she was pressing those perfect lips to the inside of Kyle’s thighs.

“Oh, God,” Kyle uttered when Melinda’s tongue met her clit for the first time.

She lifted the blanket just enough to see Melinda’s head moving up and down ever so slightly as she began sucking. Kyle lowered the blanket and gripped the one beneath her with one hand while her other went on top of Melinda’s head above the blanket, holding her in place, encouraging her to continue. There was something extra sexy about Melinda being hidden from her. As Kyle watched without being able to see anything but Melinda’s head bob, she grew even wetter. She couldn’t stop her legs from spreading even wider, wanting Melinda to take whatever she wanted.

“You taste so good,” Melinda told her as she continued sucking.

“God, that’s…” Kyle couldn’t finish her sentence.

She tried to keep her eyes open. She tried to watch Melinda go down on her, suck on her clit, and bring her to an orgasm, but she couldn’t. Kyle’s eyes closed. She heard how wet she was. She could actually hear it as Melinda brought her higher and higher. She wasn’t sure she’d ever been this wet for someone before, and she was already nearly there when Melinda’s hand left the back of her leg, and Kyle felt her fingers slip inside her instead. Unable to control them, her hips bucked into Melinda’s mouth, earning a moan from Melinda that vibrated through Kyle’s entire body.

Melinda curled her fingers, connecting the sensations outside Kyle’s body to the ones inside, and Kyle reached for the edges of the blanket under her. As she gripped them, she pulled up some grass as well, but she didn’t care because what was happening was so good, it had her fisting the blanket and still wishing she had something harder to hold on to to keep herself grounded.

Then, she thought she heard something, which took her out of the moment, and her eyes shot open. The light from the other house was still on, and someone had opened the window and was looking around their own backyard for the sound they’d heard moments before. Kyle held her breath. She knew she was about to come and come hard. She didn’t move. The gas lanterns, which hung on the back of the house, were lit, but Kyle was sure the two of them were far enough away from the source of light that no one would be able to see them back here.

Probably unaware of this new development from her position under the blanket, Melinda licked her hard, flattening her tongue before she sucked again, and Kyle tried to hold on; she tried to keep her orgasm in, but she couldn’t. She let go of the fabric, covered her mouth, and let out a deep guttural moan just as the window closed and the person disappeared back inside.

“Oh, fuck,” she said, pushing at Melinda’s head, rocking her hips into her mouth now.

The neighbor’s light turned off then, so they were back to being completely and blissfully alone. Kyle was still coming. No, she wasn’t still coming. She was coming again.

“Melinda!”

“Yes, baby,” Melinda said, lifting her head up enough and moving the blanket away to look up at Kyle. “Yes?”

“Yes,” Kyle encouraged.

Melinda lowered her head again and sucked. She kept her eyes on Kyle’s, though, and her fingers stopped curling and began thrusting in and out of Kyle instead. Kyle felt the orgasm rip through her. Closing her eyes, her head went back, and her body rocked and shivered at Melinda’s touch. She couldn’t believe she was coming again this quickly and that it was this good.

“You are so responsive,” Melinda noted as she licked her slowly.

“I’m not normally,” Kyle replied.

“No?” Melinda asked, slipping her fingers in and out slowly now as she rested her head on Kyle’s thigh.

“Not usually, no. I don’t think I’ve ever come that fast.”

“Well, my ego is certainly happy about that, but I’d be just as happy making you come slower, too,” Melinda said, kissing the inside of her thigh.

“We woke someone up,” Kyle shared, chuckling.

“No. Really?” Melinda glanced around to make sure it was safe to straddle Kyle’s hips and did just that. “Looks like whoever it was went back to sleep.”

Kyle gripped Melinda’s hips and said, “We could take this inside and lay the blankets out on the floor.”

“That sounds like a great idea,” Melinda replied as her hips slid back and forth over Kyle’s stomach. “But can it be after?”

“After you come in my mouth?” Kyle stated more than asked, knowing what she wanted now.

“Yes,” Melinda replied.

“Yes,” Kyle agreed.

Melinda shifted into position without words, and as she lowered herself down over Kyle’s mouth, Kyle pressed her hands to Melinda’s breasts, wanting to feel the weight of them in her hands. Once they were settled, Kyle licked and flicked, gripping Melinda’s hips hard as they began to rock while Melinda used them to direct Kyle where she wanted her to go. When Kyle sucked her in, Melinda jutted forward, her hands in the grass as she pulsed her hips back and forth into Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought it was likely that Melinda would yell out again, so she squeezed Melinda’s ass.

“Cover your mouth,” she told her and sucked again.

“Confident, aren’t you?” Melinda smirked. “Oh, fuck. Yes.”

Kyle had slipped her tongue inside her, and yes, she was confident. She knew she’d make Melinda come hard and that Melinda would need to cover her mouth so as not to draw attention to this courtyard again. When Melinda shifted once more over Kyle, she took Kyle’s hand off her ass and used it to cover her mouth. Kyle opened her eyes, and her own hips jerked a bit at the sight of Melinda using her hand to help hold back her sounds. Shortly after, Kyle was watching Melinda come undone above her, hardly able to keep her moans in as Kyle felt them reverberate through her palm.

“I can’t believe we just did that,” Melinda stated a few moments later when she climbed off of Kyle and lay on her side next to her, facing her.

“Me neither,” Kyle replied, lifting the blanket to cover them just in case.

“We can go inside now, if you want,” Melinda offered, kissing Kyle’s cheek before resting her head on Kyle’s chest.

“Are you cold? ”

“Not anymore.”

“Then, let’s wait a bit,” she suggested, wrapping an arm around Melinda.

“Kyle?”

“Yeah?”

“This has been the best date of my life,” Melinda told her softly, running a hand over Kyle’s stomach.

“Mine too,” she admitted, kissing Melinda’s forehead. “Does that mean I get a third date?”

Melinda’s laughter vibrated Kyle’s whole body, and she said, “I think you definitely get a third date.”

Kyle smiled up at the night sky, feeling like she didn’t want this magical night to end.