Page 16 of Promises We Meant to Keep (Love in Massachusetts #1)

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Elia’s entire body was a live wire. Kamryn stared at her in confusion, and she couldn’t help herself. She stayed exactly where she was and held her breath. She had to wait for what she’d said to click into Kamryn’s brain—whatever thread she’d decided to follow and couldn’t manage to come back from just yet.

“Kiss me,” Elia repeated. “I want you to kiss me.”

“Elia…” Kamryn trailed off, dragging out her name until shivers ran up and down Elia’s spine.

But Elia had exactly what she needed. Kamryn was mad—pissed off and so, so angry—and it was all because she thought what was happening to Elia was an injustice. No one had ever done that for her, at least no one on campus. They’d assumed she’d been guilty the whole time, and Elia had worked her ass off to prove her innocence and clear her name.

But Kamryn… Elia was very nearly in tears. Kamryn had believed her without even knowing what had happened all those years ago. Without being let in on the secret. Elia slowed her breathing and her heart rate. She slid in closer to Kamryn, locking their gazes together.

“If you still want to… that is,” Elia said, afraid to touch Kamryn without some sign that this was also what she wanted.

Without warning, Kamryn surged forward. She cupped Elia’s cheeks and brought their lips together, mouths pressed in a fiery kiss that hit on every nerve in Elia’s body and told her this was exactly what she’d wanted and needed. Every single place that Kamryn touched felt instant sparks of pleasure and ripples of joy. They cascaded through her, hitting every sensitive spot in her body.

Elia moaned, her body rocking into Kamryn’s. She’d needed this. Not sex. Not kissing. She’d needed someone to just believe her and tell her she wasn’t wrong. That nothing had been wrong all those years ago, that she was innocent, and Kamryn had managed to do that without even saying the words.

“Touch me,” Elia murmured through kisses. “Fuck me.”

Kamryn growled and turned their bodies, pushing Elia back into the peninsula and pinning Elia between it and Kamryn’s body. Elia ran her hands over Kamryn’s sides, shoulders, breasts. Her clothes were freezing cold to the touch, and her skin wasn’t much better. Elia didn’t care. She just needed to feel everything that Kamryn was feeling and more.

“Take it off,” Kamryn said as she moved her hands from Elia’s cheeks to the hem of her shirt. She didn’t wait as she pulled Elia’s shirt off. As soon as her skin hit the air, Elia lost track of everything.

She tried to focus on Kamryn’s touches, on their skin against each other—hers on fire and Kamryn’s ice—and she couldn’t. It was a mix of touches and kisses, tongues and fingers. Her head spun, and breathing was getting harder. Kamryn had a hand down her pants and fingers against her, and Elia grunted when Kamryn found her clit and pinched lightly.

“Oh fuck,” Elia said. That felt so good. She got wetter in an instant, and she knew without a doubt that this was going to be good sex. This was going to be exactly what they both needed and wanted. “Mouth.”

Kamryn pushed Elia’s pants down her legs and pulled them off one leg at a time. Then she pulled her underwear down. Elia stared at Kamryn as she stood back up with a wickedly satisfied grin on her lips. Elia breathed heavily, the pause in the action rearing up her libido even more. If Kamryn continued to stare at her like that, like she was going to be eaten up and completely consumed, would she come just from the look?

Reaching behind her, Elia unhooked her bra and let it drop. She didn’t move her gaze from Kamryn’s face, but Kamryn looked down. Her gaze roved all over Elia’s body, lingering in certain places, her cheeks reddening, her eyes widening. Was she fascinated?

Kamryn stepped forward, putting both hands on Elia’s hips. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Elia’s ear as she breathed. The hot air touched Elia’s skin, rushing over her body. Her nipples hardened tightly, and the muscles in her body tensed with anticipation—this time with anticipation of so much pleasure that she was going to completely lose herself in the moment.

“Just go with it,” Kamryn said.

Elia was about to object, but Kamryn’s grip on her tightened. She lifted Elia up and backward, sliding her easily onto the counter behind her. Elia cried out in surprise, but when Kamryn bent down and pressed kisses to her hips, Elia closed her eyes and lay backward on the counter.

Parting her legs, Elia waited for Kamryn’s mouth to be against her. She planted one hand under her head and the other against her breast, teasing her nipple. She was ready to let everything go, to let the world know who she was, for Kamryn to finally find out who they might be together. And she was ready for the leap for herself too, to let go of everything that had been holding her back for all these years.

“Mouth,” Elia demanded again when Kamryn still hadn’t started sucking and licking her. “Hard.”

Kamryn chuckled as she moved in. The vibrations from her voice adding to the sensation. Elia raised her hips and pushed her body deeper into Kamryn’s mouth. She’d dreamed of this. After the last speech meet, when she’d all but kicked Kamryn out of her room, she’d dreamed of exactly this.

Kamryn’s mouth, hot against her pussy. The cries of pleasure that would fill the air. The freedom that she might just taste. Freedom from her past, from the cloud that had haunted every step she’d taken for the last eighteen years, from all the hopes that she didn’t dare entertain, and from all the failures she knew she was going to face.

Elia bit her lip and pulled her nipple hard, the pain rebounding down her body to exactly where Kamryn’s tongue was hitting against her. Kamryn moved into sucking before she went back to using her tongue in quick little flicks.

“Ughhhh…” Elia cried out, her back arching on the hard counter. She didn’t want this to ever end. She wanted to stay right where she was, splayed out for Kamryn’s consumption, and go nowhere else.

Kamryn’s fingers against her thigh were the request for more. Elia wasn’t going to tell her stop. She wanted everything that Kamryn was willing to give her, everything and more. Elia was getting more and more frustrated by the second when Kamryn didn’t put fingers inside of her. Elia had to work to find her voice.

“Fingers. Now.”

Elia sighed as Kamryn moved two fingers inside her, gently inserting them and then curling them upward. She tapped once and Elia nearly jumped off the counter. Her entire body tensed and tightened. She hadn’t been prepared for just how damn good that was going to feel.

“Amazing,” she murmured. When Kamryn did it again, she groaned and knocked her head back into the counter. She brought her arm up to her mouth and bit down on her wrist to hold back her screams. Because that was exactly what she wanted to do. She wanted to let loose everything that she’d been holding back and never look at it again.

Kamryn’s breathing intensified as she moved. Deep intakes and slow exhales as she teased. Elia was so close already. She was ready to cascade into her orgasm and let Kamryn hold her while she did it. She tightened her thighs around Kamryn’s head, needing to be rooted as best as she could when she did finally orgasm.

Elia closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations and the feelings. Feelings that she had long kept hidden away. Was there love in there? Hope? Was she even capable of those things anymore? With Kamryn, she thought that perhaps just maybe she could be. But it would be so dangerous to let those things out again.

Writhing and struggling to keep still, Elia stayed planted until she couldn’t hold back any longer. She flung her arm out to the side and pushed up on her elbows. Their eyes locked. Kamryn’s brown to Elia’s blue. Elia’s heart thudded hard, her breath caught, and she was gone. Crying out, Elia let her orgasm, her pleasure, her life as it was now with Kamryn consume her.

But Kamryn didn’t stop right away.

Elia’s body twitched sharply as Kamryn slowed her teasing, and just when she thought that Kamryn would back away, she didn’t. She picked her pace back up again. Elia briefly thought about telling her to stop, telling her that it was too much, that she’d be too sore in the morning. But fuck she only lived once, and that first orgasm was delicious.

She needed another one.

Staying as upright as possible, Elia watched this time. Kamryn’s face was deep against her, buried. The little curls must be tickling her face, but Kamryn didn’t seem to even notice them. She was so damn focused, so determined to do whatever it was she was doing.

“That feels so good,” Elia said, smiling when Kamryn tried to grin back at her. “Pull my nipples.”

Kamryn reached up with her one free hand and cupped Elia’s breast. She used her hand to test the weight, the softness, and flicked the edge of her thumb over Elia’s hardened nipple.

“Pull them,” Elia demanded. “Hard.”

Kamryn pinched Elia’s nipple between her thumb and forefinger and did exactly as she had been told.

“Ohhhhh.” Elia let all the air out of her lungs before sucking in sharply. “Again.” That had been exactly what she’d needed. Kamryn did it again and again, elongating how long she held the nipple tight before releasing. Elia was so close already. Her entire body was ripe for pleasure and Kamryn was going to give and give no matter what they did.

“So close,” Elia said, holding onto that feeling. This was what she’d needed—the closeness, the connection. She shivered as she came again, holding still against Kamryn’s mouth until she could finally find her brain again somewhere—though she was pretty sure it was mush now.

Kamryn moved her finger and thumb across her lips, and then she licked them, sucked them into her mouth and smiled as she stared directly at Elia. “You taste just as good as I dreamed.”

Elia’s heart stuttered. Dreamed? Had Kamryn dreamed of this too?

Dropping her legs to the counter, Elia surged forward and pulled Kamryn up by the chin. She pressed their mouths together, tangling their tongues. She could taste herself on Kamryn’s lips, the cold dampness against her cheeks now. It was sloppy. It was pure. It was a promise.

They stayed there for who knew how long. Elia completely lost track of time. When she pulled back, she was grinning. “Bedroom.”

“I thought you’d never get to that point.”

Elia chuckled lowly. “Oh, we’ll definitely be in there for a while.”

Kamryn helped her slide off the counter. Elia took Kamryn’s hand and led the way up the creaky old wooden stairs to her bedroom. She flicked on the light, wanting to see everything of Kamryn, as much as Kamryn had seen her. She walked backward toward the bed with her hands out to her sides.

“You better get undressed if you’re staying.”

Kamryn’s lips pulled upward. “Hell yes I’m staying.”

“Good.” Elia reached the bed and stopped when she didn’t see Kamryn moving any more. “What?”

“Thank God your bedroom is messy. I was about to think you were some sort of weird perfectionist.”

Elia laughed, her voice ringing through the air. “Only in the public-facing spheres.”

“That’s sexy as hell.” Kamryn immediately undressed, dropping her clothes on the floor next to Elia’s dirty clothes. Elia didn’t care one bit as she watched. Kamryn climbed onto the bed and lay back, her head on the pillow and her look insistent. “Well?”

“Well what? If I had to tell you want to do, it’s only fair that you tell me.”

“Hmm.” Kamryn used her bare foot behind Elia’s knee to jerk her forward slightly. “Get on top.”

“This is for you, not me.”

“Oh, I know.” Satisfaction dripped from Kamryn’s voice. “This is for me.”

Elia climbed onto the bed like Kamryn had asked her to. She got on all fours and straddled her. Bending down, she kissed Kamryn again, keeping their mouths pressed together, while she slid her hands across Kamryn’s still chilled skin. They’d have to fix that next. Maybe with a shower, or maybe with that tea she hadn’t made yet. But either way, they’d warm Kamryn up.

“Fingers,” Kamryn said. “And don’t take it easy on me. I’m not exactly easy to break.”

Elia took her time exploring Kamryn’s body, her delicious curves, her hips, her thick thighs, her amazing ass. Elia was just about to touch her large breasts again when Kamryn grunted. “Enough teasing.”

She supposed it was only fair. They hadn’t exactly taken it slow in the kitchen either. “How many?”

“As many as you want.” Kamryn intentionally parted her legs.

Elia glanced down between them, overcome with joy. She just wanted to touch, and she was finally given permission to do exactly that. She tenderly touched at first, seeking to know exactly where Kamryn liked it best, where she was most affected.

“Elia…” Kamryn said on a warning. “Fingers. Now.”

Payback was a bitch, but Elia was willing to let it slide this time. Inserting one finger at first and then a second, Elia waited. Kamryn was so tight around her. She wasn’t sure that she’d be able to fit a third finger in right away, not without some stretching and teasing first. Elia took a steadying breath, she centered herself so she could focus on what was coming next, and then she did exactly what Kamryn had done.

She tapped—a repeated and regular rhythm.

Kamryn curled upward, her face twisting in pleasure. She gripped Elia’s wrist tightly until her breathing evened out, and then she relaxed a bit more. Leaning forward, Elia trailed kisses up Kamryn’s stomach to her breasts. She pressed the heel of her palm against Kamryn’s clit, adding to the pleasure that she was already feeling.

She pulled Kamryn’s nipple between her lips and sucked gently before flicking it with her tongue. She stayed there, listening to every change in Kamryn’s body, the way she moved, the telltale signs that what Elia was doing was good and wanted. She tuned her entire body into Kamryn’s.

There was nothing else but the two of them there in that moment.

“Elia,” Kamryn cried out. “Don’t stop. I need this. I need you.”

Elia shuddered as those words washed over her. She listened to them, let them echo in her mind until Kamryn shouted her name again, squeezing Elia’s fingers deliciously as she came and came and came.

Collapsing next to Kamryn, Elia let out a light laugh as she stared up at her ceiling. She was so relaxed. Sore already, but far more relaxed than she had been in ages. Kamryn turned on her side, trailing a hand down her side and stopping at her hip.

“Can we try that again? But slower this time,” Kamryn asked.

Elia smiled, surging up to meet Kamryn’s lips in a kiss. “Yes. After a break.”

“Yes, after a break,” Kamryn agreed. “A much needed and much deserved break.”