Undeniable You (Sapph in the City #4)

Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen

Jo

I still couldn’t believe this was happening. That I was standing in Larison’s bedroom in the bra that I’d never worn before. It made me feel so pretty. Still, I couldn’t wait until she took it off me and touched me.

And I needed to see her . She had to get naked immediately.

“Take your clothes off. Please.”

Larison laughed and then clapped her hand over her mouth.

“Shhh,” I said, giggling and pulling her toward the bed. We fell onto it together and I had to work hard not to giggle.

“This is harder than I thought,” I whispered as we lay next to each other. She still had her clothes on.

“You’re still wearing clothes,” I whined, pulling at her shirt. It was the same blue one she’d been wearing earlier, and I was almost ready to try and tear it in half.

“So are you,” she said, reaching out and cupping one of my breasts, her touch like fire even through the lace. I wanted to moan.

“Are you trying to distract me?” I asked, my eyes fluttering closed as she stroked over my nipple that was already hard enough to cut glass.

“Maybe?” The uncertainty in her voice made me look at her.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s just…I’ve had a baby and my body looks like it.” She did a little shrug with one shoulder.

“Larison,” I said. “You’re beautiful. Your body is incredible. Do you know how many times I’ve wanted to grab you and bite you and lick you all over? Way too many. Wayyyyy too many.” Fuck, there had been too many moments to count.“Come here,” I hooked my fingers under her chin and pulled her face toward me, kissing her and doing my best to pour all that desire into her. I needed her to believe me. Needed her to know.

I pushed her back on the bed and straddled her.

“Fuck, Larison,” I said. “Please can I take your shirt off?”

She nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

I helped her sit up and yank the shirt over her head.

“Oh, Larison,” I said. She’d practically taken my breath away.

“I didn’t know this was happening, so I didn’t plan very well,” she said, her face turning red as she glanced down at her simple off-white bra. It was fraying in a few places.

“At least I didn’t grab one of my old nursing bras, which I still keep finding in my drawers.”

“Hey, aren’t those made to have easy access though? Sounds like a good idea to me.” I wiggled my eyebrows and she snorted a laugh. There. Much better.

“Your body is amazing. And not just because you created a human. Your body would be amazing because it’s yours. I adore every single part. Even the ones I haven’t seen yet.” Couldn’t wait to see.

Her belly was soft and rounded and spiderwebbed with silvery stretch marks. I had plenty of those myself, and I couldn’t help but run my fingers across her stomach.

“I wouldn’t change a single thing about you,” I said, gazing into her eyes as I traced some of those scars.

Larison reached her hand up and stroked the side of my face. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For seeing me and knowing what I needed to hear. You always seem to know what I need to hear.”

The same was true for her.

“Can I see more of you?” I asked.

She sat up again and reached for the closure of her bra. “How about we do it at the same time?”

That seemed fair, so I did the same.

“Okay, go,” I said, and she laughed softly as we both shimmied out of our bras and set them aside.

“One good thing that happened is that having a baby was almost as good as getting a boob job. They hang a little lower, but…”

Fuck, her tits were amazing. They were heavy and rounded and I honestly didn’t think I’d ever seen a better pair. Mine were just kind of cute and perky, but when I was younger I’d wished they were bigger. Then I heard from some of my friends how hard it was to have a bigger chest and I decided that I was fine with what I had.

“I feel like you’ve been reassuring me this whole time, but your body is lovely, Josephine. You’re perfect.”

Well that was nice to hear. Even if it wasn’t exactly true.

“Thanks,” I said, feeling nervous for some reason.

With a wicked grin, Larison leaned forward and kissed my neck, making me whimper. She chuckled softly against my skin and looked up at me.

“How about we get the rest of these clothes out of the way?”

“That’s what I’ve been saying this whole time,” I said, sounding a little grumpy.

Larison just responded by tugging at my jeans and I answered by pulling at the waistband of her pants.

It took a little bit of wrestling before our pants and underwear joined the rest of our clothes on the floor.

Naked . I was finally naked with Larison and the reality was so much better than I could have imagined.

Our mouths came together again, and I couldn’t decide what and where to touch so we both just kind of rolled around on her bed breathlessly grabbing at each other kissing senselessly.

I ended up on the bottom this time with her body covering me and I had never been happier in my entire life. Whatever decisions had led me to this moment had been the right ones.

“Oh fuck , Larison,” I said as she ground her hips into mine and then Larison froze.

“Shh.” She slammed her hand over my mouth and looked in the direction of Juniper’s room. We both barely breathed as we listened for what felt like eternity.

“Sorry. I thought I heard something.” She tried to remove her hand, but I grabbed onto it and sucked several of her fingers into my mouth.

“Fucckkkkk,” she moaned, her eyes shuttering. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

“The question, Larison, is what are you going to do to me ?”

Larison smiled slowly and shook her head from side to side.

“You want me to take the lead, Josephine?” Oh she definitely knew what hearing that did to me.

“Uh huh.” I didn’t even know if I considered myself a top or a bottom. It hadn’t really mattered before, but here with Larison? I wanted her to lead.

“Like I said, it’s been a long time since I did this. Just, let me know if there’s anything you’re not into. Anything you don’t want. Please tell me.”

I nodded. “Of course. And the same for you. I know we’re both into this, but if that changes, say something.” The worst sex you could have is if one or both of you weren’t really into it. I’d rather have no sex than bad sex.

“I don’t, um, I sometimes have a hard time coming with a partner? Just so you know. It’s just…” she trailed off.

I grabbed her waist, reveling in the feeling of holding her. My pussy ached so hard that I could barely think, but we needed to have this conversation before we went forward. We probably should have had it when we still had our clothes on because it was harder to have it now when my brain wasn’t working as well.

“Hey. It’s okay. If that happens then you’ll just have to get yourself off and let me watch. And maybe I’ll join you. That would be so hot.” Tandem masturbation was absolutely fine with me. More than fine. Whatever I did with Larison was going to be amazing. Even if neither of us got off, tonight was going to be the best sexual experience of my life. I knew that to be a fact.

Larison smiled. “I guess you can use one of my vibes if you’re good.”

I sat up and kissed her. “I’ll be good for you.”

Larison kissed me back and then we were overcome again, writhing and gasping and grabbing.

Larison pushed me into the bed with a hand in the middle of my chest. “Be good.”

Oh. Fuck .

She could tell me to do anything and I’d do it. I’d do it because it was what she wanted. I’d give her anything. Rip my soul out of my body and hand it to her.

This woman owned me and had owned me for longer than I’d realized. If it wasn’t too late already, I was absolutely going to fall in love with her.

It was probably too late.

This wasn’t in the plan. This hadn’t been what I wanted, but I was here now with Larison and it didn’t matter.

“I’ll be good,” I said in a soft voice that I didn’t recognize.

“You’re going to be good for me, Josephine?” The air in the room had shifted and I was having trouble drawing a full breath. This was intense and a few moments ago. Things had shifted and thickened and grown deeper.

“Yeah, I’ll be good,” I said again, because I wanted to say it.

“You’re a good girl, aren’t you?” she asked, and I moaned so loud that she had to shush me.

“Good girls have to be quiet, remember?” she said, stroking one hand along my neck.

“Yeah,” I said, licking my suddenly dry lips. “I’ll be quiet.” I’d try, at least. No promises. I was kind of losing my mind currently.

Larison licked into my mouth, tangling her tongue with mine and I was absolutely and completely hers.