Free Out of The Blue by Charlotte Mills Page B

her hot body. I soaked up the few moments of downtime like a sponge, wallowing in the feeling of accomplishment while dripping with anticipation of what was going to happen next.   
    Seconds later, she came to life, kissing the side of my face. She leant back, locking eyes with me before moving in for a deep, sensual kiss. Now fully in control of her body, she slipped off my thigh. Standing up, she pulled me with her back towards the bed, a wicked glint in her eye. Sitting on the edge of her bed, I thought her legs had given out after her earlier exertion. Instead, her hands went to my hips, pulling down my underwear. Lifting up my right leg to release me of my pants, she did the same with my other leg, but instead of setting it back on the floor she lifted it to her left side on the bed. Bringing my hot centre directly into her eye-line, she wasted no time, kissing the inside of my exposed thigh before pulling me closer to her parted lips. The heat from her tongue and lips was almost too much, as I tried to regulate my breathing. Her mouth quickly found my hard clit and I realised this would be a very quick event. Resting one hand on her shoulder for stability, I could feel my climax beginning to build. I buried my other hand in her hair as I began gently thrusting towards her. She must have realised how close I was as she started groaning, creating a slight vibration next to my clit, tipping me over the edge. I just managed to keep my balance as my body jerked. Her hands held me firmly as my wobbly legs almost gave way. Catching my breath, I looked down to see Jamie wiping her swollen lips on the back of her hand before pulling me closer, softly kissing my stomach. She looked up, meeting my eyes.
    “I think you might need to lie down.”
    “At the very least,” I replied with a giggle.                               
    Jamie quickly scooted up the bed, resting back against the double pillows at the top. I crawled on all fours, following her. Resting above her, I kissed her glistening lips before collapsing next to her. We cuddled for several minutes before I gripped the duvet with my foot. Dragging it towards me, I covered us both.     
    “Chimp feet!”
    “What?” I asked, turning to her, a little shocked at her outburst. 
    “You heard, chimpy.”
    “Oh, really?” I said, launching an attack on her torso, my fingers quickly discovering those tender tickle spots we all try and nonchalantly protect in the hope that no one will ever suspect. Her unruly, flailing limbs and rowdy, hoarse laughter soon turned into something else as she smothered my body with hers, securing my hands in an effort to prevent further tickling. Suddenly, there was a look in her eye as she pushed forward, devouring my lips. I attempted to keep up as we attacked each other’s bodies, flipping each other over in an effort to find release.
    I rolled on top, kissing her firmly. I felt the need to take control. I’d never taken this long to reach the inevitable goal. I could feel myself getting light-headed from all the tossing and turning. Each time we got close to release she pulled back. I figured she was stringing it out as long as possible. I spoke softly next to her ear. “I really need to come.”
    “Umm … me too,” was her breathy reply, to my great relief.
    I adjusted my position, pressing firmly against her. Under me I felt her thighs part, allowing me better access. She drew her knees up before flattening them against the bed, pushing against me. As I moved my body against hers, I knew it wouldn’t take long. Gripping her thigh, I broke away from her lips to tell her how close I was. She responded with a grunted, “Me too.”
    I gripped the top of the bed as she began thrusting in time with me. Her hand went to the side of my face, moving my hair, exposing my eyes to hers. I felt her jolt underneath me as she closed her eyes, releasing a loud moan. Her release spurred me on as I felt