Page 21 of June (New Orleans #6)

E nid breathed Caroline in and couldn’t believe this was happening. She’d planned to stop by and talk to the woman, check on her, ask if they were okay, and maybe try to set up another date if she were lucky and Caroline agreed. Instead, she was on her knees on a cold tile floor, with a shaggy rug beneath her to hopefully prevent marks, and she had her head between Caroline’s sexy legs.

Seeing Caroline in a towel earlier had started the tension building in her stomach and lower, but when Caroline had dropped it, Enid had been on her. She had needed her then, and she’d never needed anyone how she needed her right now.

“God,” Caroline gasped out when Enid started stroking her tongue over Caroline’s clit.

She tasted sweet and salty, and Enid licked and licked as Caroline squirmed a bit and had her hand on Enid’s head.

“Tell me what you like,” she said before she licked her again.

“That. Just keep doing that,” Caroline replied.

Enid did. She continued to lick, offering small flicks back and forth every so often, and Caroline continued to shift a little closer to the end of the chair and press Enid’s head down. Enid shifted, too, but the chair had wheels, so even though it was pressed against Frank, it wouldn’t stop moving. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been down there when she shifted again and heard Caroline laugh. Enid paused then and looked up, wondering what Caroline could be laughing about when they were doing this for the first time.

“Sorry, this is just…” Caroline shook her head. “I think I need to be lying down if you’re going to keep doing that.”

“Or, standing up,” Enid suggested.

She watched Caroline smile. Then, she backed up, and Caroline stood. She was so close to Enid that Enid reached out and kissed her stomach, needing to still be touching her skin somehow. Caroline moved quickly until she was leaning against the two dressers, which were stacked on top of one another. Enid followed suit, bringing the rug with her, and Caroline laughed again.

“I need to get an apartment,” she said.

Enid just gripped her hips in response and held her in place. Then, she lifted Caroline’s leg and moved it over her own shoulder before she began devouring her, stopping that laugh and sucking hard until Caroline was gasping and pressing Enid’s head to her center.

“You can… have all of the… Jolly Ranchers if… you don’t… stop,” Caroline added.

Enid didn’t stop. She moaned into her, licked her hard, and continued to suck until Caroline’s hips bucked into her mouth and she came all too soon.

“Enid!” Caroline yelled her name and rocked into her until she slowed and then stopped altogether.

Enid didn’t move at first, though. She just kept her lips around Caroline’s clit, listening to her breathe and feeling a hand on her head, which was trying to pull Enid’s hair out of the ponytail. Enid chuckled but still didn’t move her lips. Finally, Caroline dropped the hair rubber band to the floor somewhere, and Enid’s hair flowed. Caroline put her hands in it and ran them through it over and over. Enid decided to chance it and pulsed her tongue against Caroline’s clit, silently asking if she wanted more because Enid definitely did. When Caroline moaned, Enid’s hand moved to her breast, and she squeezed it, playing with the nipple she’d been dying to touch.

Caroline covered Enid’s hand with her own and slowly moved them both down her body until it was on her hip.

“Please,” she asked of Enid so softly that it sounded a little like begging.

When Caroline formed Enid’s hand by folding two of her fingers into her palm, leaving her index and middle fingers straight, Enid knew what she was asking then, so she lowered her hand between Caroline’s legs and began sucking lightly on her clit while she moved them inside her.

“Yes!” Caroline moaned. “I’ve touched myself picturing you doing this.”

Enid groaned into her, wanting to ask so many questions, but she’d save those for later because she wasn’t about to stop what she was doing.

“Just now, in the shower,” Caroline added.

Enid groaned again, hoping that would be enough to tell Caroline that she loved hearing that and wanted her to say more.

“I… do it in the shower a lot… because of… roommate.” Caroline’s hands were massaging Enid’s head while Enid began slow thrusts and sucks. “And today… I needed it.”

“More,” Enid said, taking a quick break to breathe in through her nose before she returned her lips to Caroline’s clit and sucked a little harder while Caroline described what she’d done to herself just minutes before Enid had arrived.

“I had to be quiet because… someone… would hear.”

Enid thrust deeper then, feeling Caroline’s walls begin to close around her fingers.

“I came… so hard… but not… as hard…” Caroline rocked her hips. “As you made me… come just now.”

Enid curled her fingers.

“Oh, yes!”

Enid continued to curl over and over again before she thrust as deep as Caroline’s already tensing body would allow her to go. When Caroline came on the third thrust and nearly fell on top of her, Enid had to stop sucking and pull out her fingers to be able to use both hands to hold Caroline back up against the dresser. She looked up and watched Caroline come down. Caroline’s eyes were still closed. Her skin was flushed. Enid kissed her inner thighs before she kissed her stomach and ran her hands up and down Caroline’s sides, and when she stood, she immediately felt the pain of a rug burn on her knees. She wouldn’t be able to wear shorts for a while, but she didn’t care. She leaned in and kissed Caroline’s neck while she squeezed and massaged her breast, not ready to stop touching her yet. Wanting more of her, Enid slipped a thigh between Caroline’s and felt Caroline’s hands move to her ass.

“Do you want it here?” Caroline asked her when Enid began rocking her own sex over Caroline’s thigh.

“This way… first,” Enid replied between breaths.

She rocked against her while she kissed Caroline hard. Caroline kissed her back and moaned, probably because she could taste herself on Enid’s lips. Her hands cupped Enid’s ass and pressed Enid into her hard-muscled thigh. All those steps around campus and up and down the stairs had given Caroline amazing legs, and her firm thigh pressing back into Enid’s clit had her coming undone within seconds.

“Fuck,” she let out, wishing she could’ve lasted longer but needing to come.

Her hips weren’t so much rocking in rhythm anymore; they were erratically pressing and releasing against Caroline’s thigh until, finally, Enid came down and pressed her whole body against Caroline’s.

“I think I need to name these dressers now,” Caroline said as she placed soft kisses on Enid’s throat and shoulder.

“Huh?” Enid asked, not processing much right now.

“I’m thinking maybe Dean and Drew, but Drew is a girl.”

“What?” Enid laughed a little and pulled back to look into Caroline’s eyes.

“We just had sex against them. We can at least give them names,” Caroline replied with a smile. “What do you think? Dean is Viv’s dresser. It’s the one on top. Mine is Drew, the one on the bottom.”

Enid laughed and asked, “Does your bed have a name?”

“No,” Caroline said, shaking her head.

“Well, start thinking of one because we’re about to have sex there, too.”

“Fine. But you can’t watch me climb up there naked. Turn around,” Caroline told her.

Enid laughed, and Caroline walked over to the bunk ladder at the end of the bed, which she used to climb up. Enid looked down at the bright green-and-blue shag rug that went with Viv’s bedding, which was also blue with a little green. In contrast, Caroline’s bedding was black, just solid black, and while the pillowcases offered a little color, they were gray, so not much. Enid waited for Caroline to lie down, with the blanket being pushed to the side against the wall, before she climbed up and stared down at her. Caroline spread her legs, telling Enid what she wanted. Enid climbed on top of her because, with a twin bed, there wasn’t much room for her anywhere else.

Settling herself between Caroline’s legs, Enid started rocking, but she couldn’t find a good place for her hands to go to keep herself up. The blanket was bundled to her right, and her hand kept slipping into it. Her left hand was slipping a bit, too, and that would eventually make her fall off the bed. Caroline laughed hard. Enid wanted to take offense, but she couldn’t. It was funny, so she laughed and moved down onto her elbows, placing them next to Caroline’s head and bringing them closer together.

“Hi,” she said softly and kissed Caroline’s nose.

“Hi,” Caroline replied just as softly. “This is nice.” She rubbed Enid’s back. “I like you on top of me.”

“I like it, too,” Enid said and moved until she was kissing Caroline’s neck. “I got a job, by the way.”

“What?”

“Not anything major, but just something to make a little money,” she replied as she kept pressing kisses to Caroline’s hot skin.

“You want to talk about that now ?”

Enid rolled down into her and said, “I want to do more of this, and I don’t want to do it in a dorm room.” She rolled again. “Or my bedroom at home.”

“Are you saying we can’t have sex again until one of us moves?” Caroline asked, her hands moving to Enid’s ass.

“What? No, of course, we can. I just want to have my own place to look forward to, and picturing you and I doing this all over it gives me more motivation to move as soon as possible.”

“On the couch?” Caroline asked.

Enid rocked into her in a silent agreement.

“Shower?”

“And bathtub, if I have one,” Enid added.

Caroline moaned and asked, “Kitchen table?”

“I’ll buy a sturdy one,” Enid replied and slid her hand between their bodies and into Caroline’s wetness.

Caroline gasped and said, “Counter.”

“All the counters,” Enid replied and entered her.

“The floor?”

“In every room,” Enid said, moving deeper inside and pressing her thumb to Caroline’s clit.

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“Caroline, it’s just a bunch of lines,” Enid said, laughing.

“I was a little distracted,” Caroline argued.

“But it was your idea to draw me and delay the sex we clearly both wanted,” Enid replied and laughed.

After another round in bed, Enid had climbed down to get them a bottle of water and pick up the sketchbook and pencil Caroline had asked her to grab, too. The sketch wasn’t even close to being complete. Enid could only make out the relative shape of a human in a chair, but that was about it.

“For the record, I drew Brooke after we had sex.”

“Let’s not talk about her right now,” Enid suggested.

Caroline’s head was pressed to her chest, and Enid was holding up the sketchbook so that they both could see the drawing. Caroline’s arm was over her stomach, and Enid’s was around Caroline’s shoulders.

“You know there was nothing there, though, right?” Caroline asked. “I know we joke about it, but it was about a week of my life and just sex.”

“This isn’t just sex, is it?” Enid asked but knew the answer already.

Caroline shook her head and replied, “I was so worried you’d do this with Jill, and it wasn’t because I wanted to do this with you first. It was because I didn’t want you to do this with anyone else, but I didn’t think it was fair of me to ask for that when we’d only just met. I tried really hard to focus on anything else when I knew you were on a date with her. It’s not just sex. If it were, you being with Jill wouldn’t have bothered me.”

“Nothing happened with her. We just kissed once. Well, technically, it was twice, but one was a quick goodnight kiss, and the other one was a real one.”

“A real one?” Caroline asked, lifting her head to look down at Enid.

“We made out for, like, a minute.”

“Oh, you did, huh?” Caroline teased her and straddled Enid’s hips.

“That was it, though,” Enid said, laughing when Caroline’s hands moved to her breasts, and she tweaked her nipples. “Ow!”

“You deserve it,” Caroline joked.

“What else do I deserve?”

Caroline smiled and began rocking down against her.

“You’re still soaked,” Enid noted, looking at Caroline’s sex as it moved over her stomach.

“You deserve watching me do this while I work myself up,” Caroline replied. “And you can’t touch me.”

“What? Babe, come on,” Enid said, practically begging as she gripped Caroline’s hips.

“Just there. That’s it. Hold me in place while I come.”

Enid watched, her eyes glued to Caroline’s center, and even though she already had Caroline like that not that long ago, she ached to have her back in her mouth. Instead, Caroline lowered her hands by Enid’s head and rocked harder, dragging her wetness over Enid’s skin, and Enid had to bite her bottom lip to keep herself from reaching out to touch her.

“I’m going to come,” Caroline whispered into Enid’s ear after a few minutes of slow rocking that had led to fast rocking and Enid about losing her mind.

“Yes,” Enid said, white-knuckling Caroline’s hips, encouraging her to move faster and take whatever she wanted.

Caroline’s right hand then slipped through the blanket, and she tipped to the side a bit. It caused her to stop rocking while she burst out laughing. Enid shifted her back into place and smiled up at her.

“I hate twin beds,” Caroline said, still laughing. “God, I was so close…”

Enid didn’t say anything, but she did sit up to suck on her nipple.

“Oh,” Caroline uttered.

“Let me get you there, then,” Enid said and sucked even harder.

“Fuck,” Caroline let out.

Her hips began rocking again, and Enid moved her lips to the other nipple, sucking until Caroline was rocking faster. Then, she let the nipple go with a pop and lay back down.

“Up here,” she stated.

“What?” Caroline asked as she opened her eyes.

“Let me suck you again,” Enid said.

“Oh.”

Caroline shifted until her knees were at Enid’s head, and she lowered her center down to Enid’s waiting mouth. Enid licked her lips before she licked Caroline up and down. Her clit looked swollen and very much ready, so Enid focused on sucking it while Caroline’s hips rocked against her face, not wasting any time. Enid could tell that Caroline’s hands were on the wall behind the bed, and that made this even sexier somehow. The bed underneath them was now shaking harder than it had done the first time she’d been up here, and Enid hoped it would hold up because she wasn’t stopping until Caroline was coming into her mouth.