The Three (11 page)

Elin sat up on the sleeping bag with a beaming smile, then grasped the hem of her shirt. “How about we start by taking off our shirts?”

I’m almost used to this by now. Anna sat up as Elin pulled off her T-shirt, then tugged her own over her head. Elin reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, giving a playful smile when Anna stared hungrily at her bare breasts.

“Let me get yours.” Elin gave Anna a slow, wet kiss as she unhooked the silky green bra they’d found in a clothing store back in Sullivan.

“You practice that move?” Anna murmured as Elin drew back with the bra in her hands.

“That, lover, was pure improvisation.” Elin dropped her gaze, taking in Anna’s bare skin with intense eyes.

“God, you have beautiful breasts. And your nipples—” She pushed Anna back onto the sleeping bag, moving with her and taking her mouth once more in a sensual kiss.

Anna groaned in astonishment when Elin’s breasts pressed against her own. It was the softest, sexiest, most intoxicating thing she’d ever experienced in her life. She could feel startling wetness between her thighs, and when Elin parted them with one leg, Anna bucked her hips against the pressure.

Elin pulled back with a lick to Anna’s earlobe. “Is it all right that I’m on top of you, baby?”

Anna wrapped her arms around Elin’s shoulders and hugged her tight. “Yeah. It feels amazing. You’re so soft.”

Elin giggled and kissed down the side of Anna’s throat. “So are you. But listen, if you get nervous at any point, or if I do anything you don’t like, I want you to tell me. Okay? Stop me. You won’t hurt my feelings. I want this to be so good for you.”

Anna gasped as Elin’s mouth slid down the slope of her left breast. She stiffened slightly when Elin used her tongue to trace over the ugly white scars that marred her brown skin.

Elin glanced up at her reaction and whispered, “You’re beautiful. Every inch of you.”

Anna gasped again when Elin lowered her mouth to lick around her left nipple. She held Elin’s head to her breast, releasing a harsh cry of pleasure as her nipple was suckled and scraped with gentle teeth. “Oh, Elin, I’m…I’m…”

Elin released her nipple with a coy grin. “Wet, I hope. Are you getting wet, baby?”

“I think so.” Breathing hard, she dropped her gaze to Elin’s breasts, smashed against her body. “I want to—

”

“What do you want to do? You can do anything you want.”

“I want to…to use my mouth on your breasts.”

Elin rolled onto her back and beckoned Anna over with a lazy hand. “Come here.”

Her breasts were pale, slightly smaller than Anna’s, and topped with light pink nipples. They looked delicious, and Anna needed to know how they tasted. She bent to kiss the slope of Elin’s left breast, then took creamy skin into her mouth and sucked hard. Elin cried out and arched her back, and Anna pulled away, concerned.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Oh, no. God. Be rough, I don’t care. I love having my breasts worshiped. Hard, soft, whatever you do will feel good, I promise.”

Shyly, Anna wrapped her lips around a now dark pink nipple, batting at the hard nub with the tip of her tongue. She brought her hand up to Elin’s other breast, squeezing and tugging at her nipple with gentle fingers.

“Oh, yeah,” Elin whimpered. “That’s so perfect. You’re so good at this.”

Anna’s chest swelled with pride. She scraped her teeth over the turgid flesh in her mouth, then made wet circles around it with her tongue. She groaned in pleasure at the feeling of Elin’s hand coming to rest on the back of her head. She spent long moments moving her mouth from one breast to the other, thoroughly loving each until her breathing grew heavy and she felt a powerful craving rise within. Startled by the force of it, she broke off and gasped, “I want more.” She barely knew what she was asking for. She just wanted more.

“How about we take the rest of our clothes off?” Elin suggested.

Anna murmured her agreement and reached down to unzip Elin’s blue jeans. “Lift your hips,” she said, tugging at the waistband.

The first thing that she noticed after tossing the jeans aside was the large wet spot soaking the cotton material between Elin’s legs. Then she smelled the sweet scent of her arousal.

“Oh, God,” she breathed, stripping off her own jeans and throwing them aside. She didn’t spare a thought to her own nudity, instead exploring Elin’s delicious skin. She slid her palm down Elin’s gently rounded belly, over the damp cotton of the light blue panties, then flexed her fingers over the heat of Elin’s center.

Remembering herself, she glanced up in mild alarm. “Is that okay?”

“Wonderful,” Elin choked out. “Don’t you dare stop.”

“I don’t know what to do,” Anna whispered. She’d touched herself for pleasure occasionally, but never someone else.

“I’m sure you’ve thought about this before. Just follow your instincts. Do what feels natural.”

Anna bit her lip, afraid to voice her deepest desire. Rubbing the palm of her hand over Elin, she cupped her and gave her a gentle squeeze.

As if sensing her fear, Elin said, “What’s wrong, baby? Tell me what you want.”

“Will you—” Anna paused, then gathered her courage. “Will you show me how you touch yourself? So I know…so I can see how to do it?”

Elin’s cheeks flushed light pink. “I could touch you first, Anna. Then you would see—”

She shook her head. “No, I…I’d love to watch you touch yourself. I want to see how you make yourself feel good.”

“All right,” Elin murmured. When Anna removed her hand, she groaned her disappointment. “You’re good at getting me nice and worked up, by the way.”

Anna managed a nervous giggle. “Awesome.”

Without hesitation or preamble, Elin slid her right hand down beneath the waistband of her panties. She closed her eyes as her fingers began moving beneath the material, stroking her center in practiced rhythm.

Anna quickly decided that the situation, as it was, would never do. She hooked one finger in the leg of Elin’s panties and pulled the sodden cotton material aside, exposing swollen pink flesh and busy fingers.

She watched Elin’s unashamed pleasuring for only a minute or two before she was overwhelmed with the need for more.

“Elin…I need to touch you.” She pushed Elin’s hand away and dragged the panties down, leaving her bare and exposed.

Dark brown curls between pale thighs, sparkling with evidence of Elin’s arousal. Slick pink flesh, so wet that Anna could only gape in mute shock. Pale skin flushed with desire; ragged breathing that signaled painful need.

With a trembling hand, Anna slid her fingertips over the slippery folds. She closed her eyes and hissed in pleasure when she made contact with Elin’s wetness. Almost immediately, she opened her eyes again, unwilling to miss one instant of what was happening.

“Yes.” Elin covered Anna’s hand with wet fingers and pressed her firmly into the slippery, swollen bundle of nerves that lay just beneath her touch. “Feel what you do to me?”

Anna stared hard at her hand between Elin’s legs. “You’re so wet. I want…”

“What do you want, baby?” Elin’s breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, her cheeks flushed with color.

“I want to look at you.” Anna pulled her fingers away from the silky heat between Elin’s thighs, causing hooded hazel eyes to flash with unspoken need.

“Go ahead, sweetheart.”

Anna shifted down the sleeping bag until her face was level with the damp curls between Elin’s legs. The pale thighs parted in willing surrender, and Anna sucked in a reverent breath at the sight, then traced curious fingers over wet, swollen flesh.

Elin gasped and her whole body jerked at the touch. Anna continued her caresses. She didn’t really know what she was doing, but if the rolling of Elin’s hips were any indication, she was doing it right. She slid her fingers up to the swollen nub where Elin had guided her before, tracing slow circles around it until she drew a breathy moan from Elin.

“Like this?” she whispered.

“Just like that. It feels so nice when you rub my clit like that.” Elin spread her legs farther apart and pushed her hips toward Anna’s hand. “God, Anna…you’re gonna make me come.”

Anna whimpered and rested her face against Elin’s thigh. She’s so incredibly soft. Full of love, she redoubled her efforts and stroked Elin in a steady rhythm set by the undulation of the supple hips. She stared as she worked, disbelieving that she was causing the pleasure and wetness she could see and feel.

“Anna, do you want to put your fingers inside of me?”

Anna gasped and squeezed her thighs together when she felt a literal surge of wetness at the question.

She slowed her hand to a gradual stop. “Yes.” Her head spun at the very thought. “But I—”

“You won’t hurt me.” Elin moved Anna’s hand down until her trembling fingers were poised at her entrance.

“Start with one, okay? I promise you won’t hurt me. I want it so bad.”

Gathering her courage, Anna explored the tight opening with her index finger, then buried her face in Elin’s hip when the sensation grew overwhelming. She pressed forward, just barely going inside, and murmured in contentment as Elin threaded her fingers in her hair and pulled lightly.

“Please…” Elin shifted and arched her back to draw Anna’s finger deeper inside. “Please, baby.”

With a low groan of excitement, Anna pushed her whole finger inside. She squinted her eyes closed as she was enveloped by tight, wet heat. A shockwave of pleasure coursed through her body when Elin cried out and tugged on her hair.

“Oh, fuck,” Elin groaned.

Anna grew wide-eyed at the rough language, something she had never heard from Elin before. A pulse of pleasure-pain between her own legs wrenched a surprised whimper from her mouth.

Elin grasped her wrist with a frantic hand, encouraging her to withdraw and then press inside once again.

“Fuck, baby…God, you feel so good. Just…like that.”

Anna picked up Elin’s motion, thrusting slowly. Elin began to writhe around on the blankets, eyes closed, a constant stream of mewling pleasure falling from her lips. “Your thumb.” She bucked her hips, meeting Anna’s thrusts with growing urgency. “On my clit.”

Anna nodded, but first pulled her finger out of Elin, which drew a soft cry of alarm. “Don’t worry, I’m not leaving you.” She returned to Elin’s opening with two fingers, pushing deep inside. “You are so beautiful,”

she said in a voice made low with desire. “I want to feel your release.”

Elin planted her feet on the sleeping bag and arched her back even farther into the air. Anna stayed with her, thrusting and rubbing as her lover twisted and turned in ecstasy. When Elin cried out as she orgasmed, Anna felt it right between her legs, and joined her with a throaty moan of pleasure. She collapsed onto Elin’s chest and panted hard against impossibly soft breasts. Eyes closed, she smiled at the throbbing and pulsing that continued around her fingers and the trembling of Elin’s hands on her bare back.

They lay in the sweet silence of that moment, Anna still buried deep between Elin’s legs. She couldn’t speak. I’m happy. If I died right now, I’d be happy.

Eventually, Elin gripped Anna’s wrist and helped her withdraw, bringing her hand to her mouth. Anna’s face grew hot with a mixture of shock and arousal as she watched Elin’s silky tongue lick her own juices from the wet fingers, and she was certain that she was right on the verge of her first orgasm.

“What are you doing?” she gasped.

“Tasting myself.” Elin released Anna’s fingers with a mischievous smile and shifted to lie closer. She leaned forward and captured Anna’s lips in a slow kiss. Her mouth tasted sweet, and the new flavor made Anna’s heart pound with hunger.

After some time, Elin pulled away and they both gasped for air. “Lie back, sweetheart.” Elin pushed on Anna’s shoulder until she lay on the sleeping bag.

Now the center of attention, Anna stared up at Elin and took deep, calming breaths. Her nipples hardened, pebbling under Elin’s heated stare.

“Are you nervous, baby?”

It didn’t even occur to Anna to deny it. “Yes.”

“Don’t be.” Elin crawled on top of Anna’s body, settling her weight between Anna’s spread legs. Anna still wore her pale yellow panties, and they were soaked. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”

Elin bent her head to take Anna’s nipple into her mouth, before running her tongue from one breast to the other, peppering brown skin with wet kisses. “How do you feel?”

“Like…I’m going to explode.” With a whimper, Anna thrust her hips into Elin’s naked abdomen. The feeling of her swollen clit rubbing against the cotton of her panties left her gritting her teeth in desperation.

“My poor girl.” Elin kissed the corner of Anna’s mouth, then began a new trail of kisses over her throat, between her breasts, down the center of her belly. She took the waistband of Anna’s panties between her teeth and gave it a gentle tug. Mouth full, she mumbled, “May I take these off?”

Anna giggled. “Please.”

Elin tugged the panties down with an excited growl. When Anna was bare, Elin laid the palms of her hands on her warm inner thighs and looked up at her with a loving smile. “May I see you?”

Anna cleared her throat, nervous. “Okay.”

“I won’t hurt you. I’m not even going to go inside of you, okay?”

Anna relaxed. Of course she won’t hurt me. She allowed Elin to press her thighs apart with gentle hands.

The hazel gaze dropped and took in her center, and Anna felt herself growing wetter.

“You look delicious.” Elin shifted so that she was on her belly between Anna’s legs, her face close to where Anna throbbed with need. “Do you want me to taste you, baby?”