Page 124 of Semantics

“Babe!”

“What? You’re hot. I can’t get a little head start?” Violet asked while she slowly circled her fingers around her clit.

“Fuck,” Stella let out and went to move onto the bed, but Violet held up her index finger on her other hand.

“Pull up the suspenders.”

Stella grunted impatiently but obeyed. The suspenders were up, but her pants were undone, so she decided that two could play this game. She lifted and lowered her eyebrows and moved her hand inside her underwear.

“Oh,” Violet said.

“Want to know how wet I am?”

“Yes,” Violet whispered.

Stella licked her lips and replied, “I’m soaked.”

“Me too.”

Stella looked down and said, “I can tell.”

“And do you want to taste?”

“Yes,” she whispered this time as her fingers picked up speed.

“Then, stop.”

“I don’t–”

“Stella, stop.”

Grunting a second time, Stella pulled out her hand. Violet then stopped stroking, too, and moved until she was on all fours, facing her. Stella got closer to the bed and waited to see what Violet would do next. Violet crawled the short distance toward her and licked one of Stella’s nipples through the suspender.

“Shit,” Stella said.

“Your nipple seemed to like that.”

“God… Will you suck it?”

“Yes,” Violet said and pushed the suspender aside before she sucked on Stella’s nipple.

“Yes, baby,” she encouraged as her hand moved to the back of Violet’s head, and she lowered the other suspender so that she could nudge Violet’s head to that nipple, making Violet chuckle before she sucked it into her mouth. “I take it back: I don’t want slow.”

Violet let Stella’s nipple go with an exaggerated pop, sat back on her heels, and as her hands went to Stella’s jeans, she said, “Off.”

“Yeah? No more slow?” Stella asked.

“More? We haven’t even gone slow yet.” Violet laughed. “Just start by taking these jeans off.”

Stella backed up, pulled off the remainder of her clothing, and looked at Violet, who was, again, moving back on the bed.

“Make love to me?” Violet asked.

Stella gave her a soft smile and a nod before she moved on top of her.

“This is what you wanted, right?” Violet asked after she wrapped her arms around Stella’s neck.

“Definitely,” she replied.