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Betty kissed back up my body. My taste met my lips as she leaned back in. I ground against her, desperate for release. Betty pulled back reading my expression. She moved to straddle my leg, torturously rolling herself over me. The way I made her wet further excited me.
“Yeah?” Betty ran her fingers to my clit.
“I want to watch you come,” I said as she continued to roll her hips into my body.
With every thrust of her hips, she grew wetter and wetter. Determination spread as she rubbed her wet center against me, moaning.
Voice raspy, Betty moaned, “Oh God, that… fuck that’s good.”
“Come for me,” I pled.
“I… I want to. Fuck, you make me so horny, baby! I can’t…”
She was at a loss for words, thrusting harder and faster against me, her fingers also diving into my pussy in a way that was about to bring me over the edge.
“Oh, God! Yes!” Betty’s eyes rolled back in her head and she stopped, hips rocking against me as her legs twitched.
“You look so… so beautiful… when you come,” I gasped.
Back on earth, nostrils still flaring, she continued.
“More,” I whined. “More, please.”
Now, all four fingers were inside me, tickling my G-spot as her palm slapped loudly against my wet clit.
“Oh, God, yes!” I moaned. “Just like that, baby.”
I was so close, unable to stop, and Betty took all she could, driving me over the edge unrelentingly. I felt my climax roll over me like a wave smashing into the coast.
While my toes curled, I gripped her ass and shrieked, “Oh God, Betty!”
And with that, I lay there, out of breath, totally satisfied, and physically overwhelmed. It was the best whole-body orgasm I’d ever had—and one I’d now want again. She lay her head on my chest. Maybe I made her feel safe with me, but it was her quiet, sweet presence that brought me a sense of security. She’d be here when I woke. I trusted it.
Chapter 26
The Amateur
BETTY
Curled in Mary’s arms, I wasted the morning. Waking by her and not having to rush away or panic felt like heaven. She ran her index finger down my arm in the most comforting way. Last night left me feeling so connected and safe. Listening to her heartbeat and feeling her breath slowly rising in peaceful silence was wonderful.
“You’re amazing,” I whispered. “All of you. I could stay here an eternity.”
“I mean, I could, too. And it’s not even about the 5000 thread count sheets,” Mary said.
I snickered. “I’m serious.”
Mary kissed my forehead. “And so am I, älskling.
I melted at her sweet tone. “I’m relieved that is how you feel because it felt so right last night. Thanks for putting up with me being green.”
“Green?”
“Inexperienced. It’s a horse term. An amateur, maybe?”
“Stop that, Bets,” Mary said. “We’re all green with a new person.”
I looked into her eyes, seeking reassurance. “So, I wasn’t bad?”
