Page 34 of Welcome to Ero-TEA-Ca: We’re Open!

With Harriet practically squirming, Cass had to wrap her free hand around the base of her neck to keep the rhythm from slipping.

Sensing Harriet needed more, Cass relied on her instincts, planted both hands on Harriet’s hips and flipped her over, pinning Harriet’s back to the mattress.

Without pausing, she settled between her legs and slipped two fingers inside.

She began pumping, hard and deep, relishing in Harriet’s cries of pleasure.

Adding a third finger, Cass curled the tips, brushing Harriet’s G-spot.

The curse words which flew out of Harriet’s mouth were obscene, but all they did was drive Cass to work harder.

She felt the walls clamp and the rush of liquid seep through her fingers.

She braced herself as Harriet’s body vibrated and shook.

All she could do was watch in wonder as Harriet arched her back and screamed into the night.

Slowing her movements, Cass laid gentle kisses on Harriet’s chest as she panted and gasped for breath.

Eventually, she pulled out and sat back on her haunches.

Looking down on a wrecked Harriet Kirkwell was possibly the best view in the world and Cass needed to savour every second, because, quite frankly, she couldn’t quite believe what she’d achieved.

Never in all her sexual history had she felt so…powerful. Like she was finally the person she’d always hoped to be: A normal person who wasn’t hung up on sex, and just a regular woman who knew how to satisfy a partner without all the worrying. Cass moved so she was lying at Harriet’s side.

“I think I’m dead.” Rolling over to her stomach, Harriet turned her head and eyed Cass. “You killed me.”

“Was…was it okay? Um, did you enjoy it?”

She could have done without Harriet laughing. It didn’t instil confidence, even though she was pretty sure she’d done a good job.

“Was it okay?” Harriet chuckled. “Cass, you just liquified my lady garden!”

Of course, Cass blushed fire engine red. “Well, that’s…good.”

Harriet buried her head in the duvet and continued to laugh. Cass sat with a shy smile on her face, her eyes poring over every contour of Harriet’s body. When she no longer heard laughter, Cass leaned over to see if Harriet had fallen asleep.

The contented sigh didn’t really help. Was that a sleeping sigh, or a just-taking-a-minute-to-bask sigh?

Unsure what to do, Cass laid down so her body was flush with Harriet’s.

If she was asleep, Cass had no problems snuggling up.

Sure, her vagina still ached, and she might have to sort that out before she could sleep, but as long as she was there, next to Harriet, it didn’t matter.

“I’ve not forgotten about you.” Harriet’s voice was muffled, as she still had her face planted in the bedcovers. Cass was starting to grow concerned about her air intake. Slowly, Harriet turned her head. With flushed cheeks and glassy eyes, she looked adorably…fucked.

“You can sleep if you want.”

“Oh, no. I’m just getting my second wind. There are still a lot of things I want to do to you. If you’re comfortable.”

Cass let her hand stroke long gentle paths up and down Harriet’s exposed back. “I’m comfortable with you.”

Rolling to her side, Harriet placed a hand on Cass’s hip. “Is there anything you don’t like?”

“I…uh, wouldn’t like you doing what I did to you, if you know what I mean.”

Harriet’s eye flashed with mirth. “Got it. The back door is permanently closed.”

Cass wrinkled her nose at the analogy, which only caused Harriet to titter. “Something like that.”

“Do you like penetration?”

“Yes.”

“And oral?”

Bloody hell, Cass had never had so many questions fired her way when naked. “Very much so.”

The smile Harriet conjured was blinding. “Oh, good, because all I want to do right now is taste you.”

“Oh.”

“Is that okay?”

Wetting her lips, Cass nodded. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a woman taste her. “I like circles. Is that okay to say?”

Pushing gently on Cass’s shoulder, Harriet slipped on top. “It is more than okay to say. I want to know what gets you off, Cass. I find it very sexy when a woman knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to ask for it. Never be worried about that, okay?”

“Okay. Should…should I have asked about doing what I did?” It occurred to Cass that maybe they should have had this discussion before getting naked.

“No, don’t worry. There isn’t much I don’t like, but thank you for checking in. Boundaries are important, and continued consent is a must. If there is anything you want to happen, or more importantly, not happen, just talk to me, and I’ll promise to do the same.”

Clasping Harriet’s bum cheeks, Cass leaned up and kissed those plump lips. “Deal. Right now, I’d really like to feel your mouth on me.”

“Jesus, you’re so hot,” Harriet groaned, already sliding down her body.

Cass wanted to return the compliment, but she was a little too distracted by the sight of Harriet going down on her to form words.

Her fingers fisted the in sheets the second Harriet’s tongue made contact.

She felt every millimetre as it slid slowly through her folds.

The noise that fell from Cass’s mouth was less a groan and more a whimper of unintelligible gibberish.

No longer able to keep her eyes open, Cass let her head fall back. Every part of her body was attuned to Harriet’s movements. Her nerves were firing on all cylinders as she fell into sexual bliss. Harriet was taking her apart with each lick and suck.

“Inside,” she pleaded.

Harriet grunted something, sending vibrations through her clit. Before Cass could ask if everything was okay, two fingers entered her and immediately curled.

“Don’t come yet,” Harriet commanded. She must have felt the strong clench of Cass’s muscles as soon as she entered her. It was pure bliss.

Cass’s hips bucked off the bed, but Harriet held her down, never letting up the pace in which she pounded into Cass.

It was hard, but not painful. Just the right amount of roughness to make Cass plead to whatever deity was looking down on her, because if Harriet didn’t let her come soon, she was going to get really upset. “Harriet,” she growled.

“I’ll tell you when to let go, Cass. Just a little longer.”

Only seconds passed, but it felt so much longer as Cass’s orgasm rounded on her. “Harriet, I can’t…”

“Now.” Harriet clamped onto Cass’s clit and added a third finger, sending Cass into the rafters. The scream that tore itself from Cass’s throat was animalistic, but it was all she could do to stop herself from shattering altogether.