Page 23 of June (New Orleans #6)

E nid woke up to the sensation of someone lying next to her, touching her, and she smiled when she realized that it was Caroline who was running a fingertip around her nipple. Enid opened one eye and looked down, noticing the blanket was around her waist, and she was bare above that, meaning when Caroline’s lips sucked that same nipple into her mouth, Enid could see her head bob a little with the movement. She closed her eyes and lifted her sore arm to hold the back of Caroline’s head in place.

Sleeping with someone else in a twin bed wasn’t ideal. They had hardly had any room to move, and the bed made sounds any time either of them tried, which kept waking Enid up. They hadn’t gotten to sleep until well after three, and she had no idea what time it was now, but it had to be early because the sun was just starting to peek in through the window by Viv’s desk. Enid wanted to go back to sleep, but Caroline’s hand was moving from her other breast and down under the blanket, so she kept her eyes closed, holding Caroline’s head in place, silently asking her to continue.

“You’re ready,” Caroline noted before she licked Enid’s hard nipple.

“Yes,” Enid whispered.

Caroline kissed her and began stroking. Enid kissed her back as Caroline shifted on top of her, and Enid’s hands went to Caroline’s back just as she slipped inside her. Enid certainly didn’t mind, but she hadn’t expected Caroline to do that. She figured they would just have a quickie before she had to go, but Caroline was now moving inside and against her while her center rubbed against Enid’s thigh.

“Can you come like that?” Enid asked her.

“Yes. Want me to?”

Enid nodded and lifted her thigh to give Caroline more pressure. Caroline moaned into her mouth, and Enid focused on how good it felt to be touched by her. She’d always liked sex enough, but she’d never particularly loved it with anyone. Orgasms were nice, and she’d had plenty of those, but even with girlfriends, she had felt like something was missing. It made no sense because Caroline wasn’t doing anything differently than any of her other lovers, but it did feel different. The orgasms were stronger. The after-sex glow was brighter. The cuddling was better. Everything about this was right to Enid, and it was scary and new.

“Babe?”

Enid met Caroline’s eyes and said, “Yeah?”

Caroline halted her movements, looking concerned, and asked, “Are you okay?”

“What? Yes, of course. Why?”

“You weren’t looking at me,” Caroline replied, pressing her forehead to Enid’s. “You looked away. I–”

Enid cupped Caroline’s cheek and said, “I was thinking about how good this is.”

Caroline smiled and asked, “So, I shouldn’t stop?”

Enid shook her head before she kissed her, and Caroline’s fingers were on the move again. Just as Enid was about to come, though, there was a key in the door.

“Shit,” Caroline whispered and quickly pulled out her fingers before she moved off Enid and to her side, making Enid grunt in frustration.

Enid managed to wrap her brain around what was happening in time to pull the blanket up over both of them. The door opened right after that, and there stood Viv with her bag and a look of disbelief on her face when she took them in because Enid and Caroline looked exactly like they’d been doing what they’d just been doing.

“Oh,” she said and dropped the bag to the floor.

“Hey, Viv,” Caroline spoke, clearly trying to catch her breath still. “You remember Enid.”

Enid wanted to laugh at that, but Viv’s face was telling her that laughing might not be the best option. Was that hurt on her face? Had Enid been right that Viv wasn’t over Caroline, after all, so they’d just caused her a lot of pain by doing this in their shared room? Why hadn’t she asked Caroline to verify that Viv wouldn’t be back until Enid was gone?

“Yeah, hi,” Viv said finally and looked away from them even though they were both covered up by the blanket.

“Uh… Hi,” Enid added as she looked around for her clothes.

She then squished her eyes together when she realized that they were on the floor, along with Caroline’s. And not just on the floor, either. Their clothes were all over the tiny room. Enid’s bra was currently hanging over Viv’s desk chair. Her underwear was on the floor in front of the dressers. Her jeans ended up by the closet with one of her socks, but she wasn’t sure where the other one was. Her shirt was on top of the TV, and her shoes were behind the now-open door. Caroline’s clothing was equally dispersed. Enid should have suggested they not sleep naked. It would’ve been the smart thing to do. But her brain hadn’t been operating fully after Caroline had gone down on her and made her come twice before they had gotten into bed again.

“Um,” Viv said, walking toward the bed. “I think your shirt is on my pillow.”

She then lifted Caroline’s shirt without looking.

“Thanks,” Caroline replied as she grabbed it from her, and when she put it on so that she was covered enough to sit up, she added, “Sorry. I didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”

“I texted you late last night, but now I know why you didn’t get it.”

“Yeah, sorry. Enid came over to talk.”

“Talk?” Viv asked. “ That’s how you two talk?”

“Hey, Viv?” Enid spoke.

“Yeah?”

“You left the door open. Would you mind closing it?” she asked.

Viv didn’t respond, but she did close the door before she picked up Enid’s shirt and tossed it onto the bed. Enid hastily put it on, feeling a little better that at least her top half was covered, but the pulse between her legs wasn’t helping at all. She had been so close to coming that her clit actually ached, and putting her jeans on in a minute would not be comfortable.

When Viv bent over to pick up Enid’s jeans and tossed them at her without looking, Enid managed to catch them before they hit Caroline in the face. Viv looked away, giving her the chance to put them on under the blanket, and yes, Enid had been correct: putting jeans on with her clit throbbing in near pain was definitely uncomfortable, but doing it without underwear made it worse because she’d been soaked from Caroline touching her earlier.

“I’m not going near your underwear, Enid. Sorry,” Viv stated before she moved to her own bed and disappeared beneath them.

“I should go,” Enid whispered softly, looking over at Caroline.

Caroline kissed her quickly and said, “Viv, is your dad okay?”

“He’s just a wuss, and my mom is co-dependent,” Viv replied.

“He’s a wuss?”

“He was getting a vasectomy,” Viv explained. “He was worried he would be in pain, even though everyone knows it’s really just uncomfortable, and then they’re fine. My mom wanted me there because she needed the support.”

“Why was he getting–” Caroline began.

“I have a one-year-old brother. That’s why.”

“You have a brother?”

“Care!” Enid whispered at her because this really wasn’t the time to have this conversation.

Caroline was still half-naked, and Enid’s underwear was on the floor. Caroline just shook her head and smiled a little. Then, she pushed Enid down gently and rested her head on Enid’s shoulder before moving her hand under Enid’s shirt to cover her breast.

“Not helping,” Enid whispered.

“I don’t like to talk about it because it’s embarrassing, but yeah,” Viv answered. “He just turned one last week. My parents had me and then waited about twenty more years before they had a second kid. He was an accident, obviously. My mom doesn’t want another one, though, so she made my dad take care of it, and he’s a big wuss. I’m still convinced he got her pregnant on purpose because he had wanted a son. He always had.”

“You shouldn’t be embarrassed about that,” Caroline said before she kissed Enid on the neck.

Enid’s body was stiff and unresponsive. She was barely holding herself together. Caroline was not making it easy, and if Viv was going to be in here, Enid needed to go. She needed to get home and find a vibrator to get herself off because she couldn’t go the rest of the day like this.

“Yeah, well, I’m back. He’s fine. My brother is cute and annoying, and my mom is fine, too.”

“That’s good,” Caroline replied, and her hand slid down to the button on Enid’s jeans.

Enid’s eyes widened as Caroline undid it, and she put her hand on top of Caroline’s to get her to stop because she couldn’t exactly say anything with Viv right below them.

“I’m exhausted, so I’m going to sleep for a couple of hours,” Viv said.

“Okay,” Caroline replied, managing to get her hand under Enid’s jeans and into her folds.

Enid wanted to gasp, but she held it in. She also wanted to stop because Viv was right there, but she couldn’t seem to get her hands to cooperate and push Caroline’s away.

“Care?” Viv asked.

“Yeah?”

“Can you not have sex with Enid up there while I’m down here?”

Caroline’s hand was already stroking Enid’s clit, but she stopped and said, “Of course.”

She then pulled her hand out of Enid’s jeans.

“I’m going to head home anyway,” Enid said, clenching her teeth because she’d been so close to coming after only a few direct strokes.

“I can walk you out,” Caroline offered.

“No,” Enid said. “You stay here.” She kissed Caroline quickly. “I’ll call you later.”

Caroline held Enid’s face in her hands and leaned into her.

“Let me take care of you,” she whispered into Enid’s ear. “Shower?”

Enid shook her head and replied, “Later.”

“Babe…” Caroline’s eyes widened.

“Sleeping,” Viv reminded loudly.

“Dinner tonight,” Enid said before she kissed Caroline again and leaned into her ear this time. “I’ll take care of myself when I get home,” she whispered.

Caroline glared at her, which only made Enid laugh.

“Sleeping!”

Enid and Caroline both laughed at that, and then Enid jumped down and quickly grabbed her bra, underwear, and other things.

“Close the sketchbook on Care’s desk, please,” Viv requested from her position of lying on her side, facing the wall.

Enid quickly turned to glance at Caroline’s desk, where the sketchbook was indeed open, and her eyes widened. Caroline nearly cackled at her reaction, so Enid threw Caroline’s underwear up at her after picking them off the floor and moved to the desk, where she stared down at the near-finished drawing of her naked body. She pulled the cover of the sketchbook down and sighed.

“Not bad, Enid,” Viv noted.

“Not bad? She’s hot as hell,” Caroline replied.

“Then, it’s your sketch that’s not bad,” Viv added.

“Hey!” Caroline laughed.

“Sleeping!” Viv said louder.

Enid moved to the bed, and Caroline leaned down over the side to kiss her.

“I’ll call you.”

“In two hours,” Viv stated.

“Viv, you can’t say you’re sleeping if you’re not actually sleeping,” Caroline replied. “And you can’t control when my girlfriend calls me.” She laughed.

“Two hours,” Viv repeated.

Enid laughed and stared into Caroline’s beautiful eyes.

“It’s much better than not bad. Way better than the one you did of Brooke.”

“Viv didn’t even see the up-close one I did,” Caroline replied, wiggling her eyebrows.

“And she never will,” Enid stated before she kissed Caroline’s forehead. “Bye, babe.”

“Bye,” Caroline replied.

Enid made sure that she had all of her things before she opened the door to go and closed it behind her.

“Girlfriend, huh?” She heard Viv say from the other side of it.

The moment Enid’s feet hit the sidewalk, she got a text notification. Assuming it was Caroline, she pulled the phone out of her pocket and saw that it was Rory instead.

Rory Winter : So, we did that thing I was talking to you about, and holy shit, Enid. Why didn’t you tell me how good that could be?

Enid laughed at the message as she walked to her car. Sounded like Rory and Logan had enjoyed Rory’s first time with a strap-on. She didn’t feel like replying just yet, though. Her own body ached to be touched, so she made what felt like the endless drive home and was grateful when she didn’t see or hear her brother. Her parents were downstairs in the kitchen, so she’d managed to escape without questions about where she’d been the previous night.

Disappearing into her room, Enid closed and locked the door. Her shoes, socks, shirt, jeans, and everything else were tossed to the floor before she lay down and found the vibrator she hid in a shoebox under the bed. On top of her few sex toys, she’d kept some pads and tampons, knowing that would keep her brother from searching any deeper inside the box, and her parents never went into her room, wanting to respect her privacy. Enid spread her legs and turned it on. Then, she reached for her phone and decided to have a little fun with her new girlfriend, who had attempted to get Enid off with Viv in the bottom bunk.

Enid Becker : Guess what I’m doing right now.

She pressed the vibrator to her clit, and her head went back against her pillow instantly. God, she needed this, and it wouldn’t take long. When her phone beeped, she held it up with her free hand and checked the message.

Caroline Timothy : Really? I want to watch you.

Enid knew she wouldn’t mind that at all.

Enid Becker : You can. Someday.

Caroline’s reply came immediately.

Caroline Timothy : I’m going to take a shower.

Enid now knew what Caroline did in there, and them being with each other in that same shower just last night was still very much fresh on her mind, so within a few seconds, she was coming just at the thought of Caroline sliding her hand between her legs to touch herself. Caroline had stopped texting because she was probably a little busy at the moment, and when Enid came down from her orgasm, she turned the vibrator off and rolled onto her side, keeping the toy between her thighs for now.

Then, she thought about how Caroline had asked her to lie back on her bed with her legs spread. She thought about how Caroline had sat at the other end of that bed with her sketchbook, and she turned the vibrator back on its lowest speed and rocked her hips while she thought back to how Caroline had ordered her to put her arms and legs places, close her eyes just so, tilt her head to the right, touch her clit and stroke it a few times, massage her breast, and more, all while Caroline drew her.

“Fuck,” she let out, recalling how Caroline had moved closer and had asked Enid to spread even wider for her.

She had flipped the page of her sketchbook and had begun drawing Enid’s center, which was ready to be touched and probably looked wet and swollen. Enid had been self-conscious at first, but watching Caroline work and focus had only pushed that aside and turned her on. Caroline looking focused on her center was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.

“When I finish this, I want you to sit on my face,” Caroline had said. “I can tell you need it.”

“Yes,” Enid had replied in a mere whisper.

“You need to be sucked,” Caroline had added.

Enid had nodded at the time, and right now, she was coming just at the memory. No woman had ever talked to her during sex how Caroline did. No woman had told Enid that she needed to be sucked before. It had been the biggest turn-on, and now, it was getting her off again, thinking about how when Caroline had finished her drawing, she’d moved into position and told Enid to straddle her face.

Her phone beeped just as Enid started to come down. She turned off the vibrator, rolled onto her back, and picked up the phone to see a message from Caroline. Expecting it to be an update on her shower exploits or questions about what Enid had done to get herself off, she smiled when she saw the message.

Caroline Timothy : I miss you.

Enid replied quickly.

Caroline Timothy : I liked waking up with you, too.

Enid Becker : Want to do it again tomorrow?

Caroline Timothy : I don’t know if we can. Viv will be here. She didn’t actually go to sleep, so we talked a bit after you left. I know she says that she’s good, but I can tell that she’s not, really. Something’s up with her, and I don’t know what it is.

Enid considered suggesting that they could just sleep, but she didn’t want to cause Viv any pain if she was still hung up on Caroline.

Enid Becker : Stay here.

Caroline Timothy : Really? Are you sure?

Enid replied that she was, but she still needed to ask her parents. It felt very, very lame and childish to have to ask her mom and dad if she could have a girl sleep over, but she wiped her vibrator off and put it back under the bed before she showered, dressed, and headed downstairs to find them cleaning up after breakfast.

“Hey,” she said.

“Hi, honey,” her mom replied.

“How was your night?” her dad asked. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“Um… I stayed at Caroline’s,” she said.

Her mom just gave her a polite nod in response before returning her attention to the pan she was drying. She was probably thinking about the fact that her only daughter had stayed at her girlfriend’s place, which meant that she’d likely had sex. Her father also seemed to be awfully silent all of a sudden. He stared at the wall and was wiping off a plate that was definitely already clean.

“That’s nice,” her mom said eventually.

“I… was wondering,” Enid began. “We’ve never really talked about this since I moved back in.”

“About what?” her dad asked, passing the plate to her mom.

“Well, Caroline lives in a dorm room, so we don’t… There’s no real privacy there, and I was wondering if she could maybe stay over here tonight.”

Her mom stopped drying the plate, and her dad looked at his wife as if she had the answer for both of them, which Caroline found kind of adorable in a way.

“Oh. Well, I suppose it’s okay. You’re twenty-four years old. We know how…” Her mom cleared her throat. “Just remember that you have an eighteen-year-old–”

“Brother, yeah,” Enid finished. “I know.”

“There’s leftover bacon if you want some,” her dad told her, and the subject was promptly changed.