Engaged (The ABCs of Erotica) by Lexi Maxxwell Read Free Book Online Page B

 
    We shared our final kiss and said our farewell. I felt sadder than I imagined I would, especially considering I’d not seen or spoken to Leigh in years, and only came over to fuck.  
    Jenny was there as I stepped out of the shower, waiting to seduce me.  
    “All clean,” she said, handing me a towel.  
    “I am.” I nodded, looking her up and down. “Why are you in a bathing suit?”  
    “You’re on vacation, right?” She laughed. “I wanted to be on vacation with you, before you leave.”  
    I took the towel, smiling, and started drying my hair. Jenny grabbed another. I used the first to wrap my hair, then rubbed the other all over my body.  
    “I’m not really on vacation,” I corrected. “It’s a journey of self-discovery.” I laughed because it sounded ridiculous, even though that’s exactly what Richard would have called it.  
    “So, why leave already? Are you really finished?”
    “I guess,” I said. “I came here for Leigh, and now she’s gone.”  
    “And you never expected me?”  
    “No,” I shook my head. “Not at all.”  
    She smiled. “What if I’m part of your adventure? What if there’s something you’re still supposed to discover?”  
    I smiled back, dropped my towel on the floor, and kissed her.  
    “Goodbye,” I said.
    “But what if we’re not finished?”  
    I raised my eyebrows.  
    “You’re supposed to explore yourself, right? Well, maybe there’s some stuff you can explore with me.”
    “I don’t know,” I said, considering my thoughts before I turned them to words. “I think I got what I needed from Leigh. You were a delicious surprise. But I’m supposed to explore my past, not jeopardize my present.”  
    “Are you? It sounded like Richard wanted you to explore what makes you happy.”
    I had just dried my pussy, but it was so wet already. I tried to fight her: “I don’t think Leigh would like that.”  
    Jenny smiled, took a step closer, and whispered, “Leigh told me to ask. She said to give you my special .”  
    I had no idea what Jenny’s special was, but my mind and body agreed it was likely worth discovery. I kissed her, and didn’t stop until she was pulling me from the bathroom to dress me in a white bikini.  
    Now she is taking it off.  
    Jenny adds my bottoms to the tops on the ground, then slips her hand between my legs and starts to stroke my blushing skin. I lift my ass from the cushion, and push it against Jenny’s hand as she runs her fingers up and down just inside my lips. I fondle my breasts while I watch her, moving from one to the other, squeezing flesh and pinching nipples. My other hand curls into her hair.  
    Her rubbing grows insistent as we kiss. I feel impatient. I’m hungry for Jenny, but I’ve already started thinking about what’s next. Bits of my mind and body are already traveling. I’m hungry for cock — Cooper’s, since I still can’t have Richard’s — and am tired of waiting. We’ve been sipping and kissing and brushing and licking for nearly an hour. I’m wet and wanting.  
    Like an order I say, “Eat my pussy.”  
    Jenny brushes my sweet, slippery lips with her fingers, then pulls her hands from my middle and scrambles down from the top until her face is between my legs. “Is this where you want me?” she says, looking up and finding my eyes.  
    “Yes,” I nod. “Now lower your face.”
    She pushes her lips to my pussy and starts gently moving her mouth sideways. I’m so primed, so ready and juiced after a long day spent fucking with only naps to space encounters, I’m already edging, and could cum any second. It will be hard. I worry that I won’t want to leave.  
    I scoot slightly higher on the lounge chair for a view of what Jenny is doing. She sees me watching and makes more of a show.  
    She pulls her face away, shows me her palm, presses it hard to my pussy, rubs it in several wide circles — all fast — and pulls her hand from her cunt and shows me her palm,