Page 125 of Semantics

They stayed like that for a while, kissing and letting their tongues dance together, and Stella held herself above Violet, trying to prevent her hips from rolling down into her because she really did want slow with her, and once the rolling started, she knew it wouldn’t be stopping. Her lips moved to Violet’s neck after a few minutes, and she nipped, licked, and sucked while she listened to Violet’s soft sounds fill the room.

Touching her slowly like this, something she had never thought she would get to do, felt so perfect to Stella that she thought back to their days in college and wondered back to Violet’s question about what might have happened between them had they met under different circumstances. Had Stella been able to knock the chip off her own shoulder and had Violet been ready to tell her parents that she wanted to make her own path in life, they might have ended up here a decade faster, but Stella knew neither of them had been ready for that back then. Now, though, they might be.

“That’s good,” Violet whispered when she sucked on her nipple.

Stella made it form a hard peak in her mouth prior to letting it go, and she watched it remain hardened like that as she slowly dragged her index finger around it before going in for more. She repeated the same actions on the other nipple and then moved her lips down Violet’s body, loving the feel of the soft skin as goosebumps formed after her warm mouth pressed against it. Stella let her lips travel down wherever they wanted, and they eventually landed between Violet’s legs, but only to suck and kiss on Violet’s inner thighs.

“Slow,” she reminded as Violet squirmed beneath her, clearly ready for more.

“Still?”

Stella laughed silently and moved back up Violet’s body, slowly kissing her skin as she went. When she settled her hips between Violet’s spread legs, she kissed Violet again and then finally began to roll them down into her.

“Yes,” Violet said between kisses. “Touch me. It’s been too long.”

‘Maybe about ten years too long,’ Stella thought to herself as she lowered her hand and placed it between Violet’s legs, searching for what she knew Violet wanted.

She stroked Violet’s clit and kissed her through her first orgasm, which came quickly because Violet had already been so close when they’d been on the couch. Then, she slid her fingers inside her moments later, causing Violet to gasp and nod rapidly. Stella kissed her neck and slowly pushed in and pulled out, letting Violet’s orgasm build this time. Violet held on to her tightly, but Stella managed to place her center over Violet’s thigh and began to rock, pressing down to give herself some relief.

“Yes, baby,” Violet encouraged. “God, you’re so wet.”

“All for you,” she whispered and sucked on Violet’s earlobe.

She continued to build Violet up as she moved against Violet’s strong thigh, and when Violet begged her for faster, she gave it to her, flicking inside her while she let her thumb graze over Violet’s hard clit. Violet’s hips began to rise and fall, and Stella could barely hang on, she was so close.

“Stella… Please, baby.”

Stella knew what she wanted, so she pushed in deep and began to focus solely on Violet’s orgasm. She thrust hard and fast while Violet held on for the ride, and when she came in Stella’s ear moments later, Stella smiled and thought about how she could see it all. The plaque on the wall. Violet in her office. Maybe an office for Stella, too. It was far too early for all of that, but it was the first time that Stella had ever even allowed herself to consider taking those steps with a woman, and she’d never thought she’d be thinking about taking them with Violet Russell.

“Are you close?” Violet asked, bringing her attention back to the present.

“Yes,” she replied.

“Tell me. It’s yours.” Violet pulled Stella’s face to her own and kissed her hard. “God, Stella, it’s yours. Whatever you want.”

“You,” she replied.

“How?”

“Your fingers. Now.”

Violet pushed her legs together, and Stella shifted until she was straddling her. Seconds later, Violet’s hand was between her legs, and Stella was the one who positioned herself to slip onto Violet’s fingers. Then, she lowered herself, put a hand on either side of Violet’s head, and rocked down into Violet’s palm that pressed to her clit in the best way while she kissed her. It didn’t take long. Soon, Stella was coming and moaning into their messy kiss.

When she pulled back to breathe, she sat back up and raised up on Violet’s fingers, dropping back down a moment later. Stella watched Violet watching her own fingers disappear inside her body until she rode out her orgasm and came down completely as she massaged Violet’s breasts with both hands.

They stayed like that, both of them catching their breath while they stared into each other’s eyes, and Stella swallowed as she thought back to the time she offered to wash Violet’s hair. She understood it now. It had been way too intimate for Violet, something a girlfriend might do, and Violet hadn’t been ready for that then, when it had only been sex between them. Stella had a feeling that Violet would be ready for that now.

“That was…” Violet’s words faded, and she shook her head while she smiled. Then, she laughed a deep post-orgasm laugh and added, “Really, really good.”

“Yes, it was,” she agreed, still massaging Violet’s perfect breasts.

“But as much as I loved it – and I did, trust me – can we maybe go fast this time?”

Violet smirked up at her, and Stella still couldn’t believe that Violet thought no woman had ever found her sexy before.

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“Babe, your phone,” she said.