I nodded. “Yeah.”
Thank God she brought it up first.
“It’s not enough. I want to do this some more once we’re back in Chicago.”
I felt simultaneously elated and freaked out.
“Tell me we can see each other when we get home,” she ordered. “We should keep it a secret though.”
That comment hurt my feelings a little.
“You want to extend our enemies with benefits arrangement?” I asked.
The grinding stopped as she searched my eyes. “It feels more like friends with benefits.”
I nodded. “That sounds good, but won’t your friends find out?”
“Eventually. They’ll be fine with it, they’re just nosy as shit.”
Her thigh started moving again and I groaned.
“I just want to keep you for myself, at least for a little while.”
I reached up and pinched her nipple.
“Can we figure this out later?” I asked. “I really need to come. Now.”
Grace’s chuckle was dark. “Such a needy little slut for me, aren’t you?”
If anyone else had said those words to me, even in teasing, I would have been furious. But I liked Grace’s dirty talk.
“I’ll show you needy,” I said.
I bent my knees, braced my feet on the bed, and flipped us over to our side.
My hand went right between her legs, cupping her mound briefly before I slid my fingers inside her wet slit. Grace chuckled, then lifted my top leg to rest it on her hip, opening my legs so she could do some exploring of her own.
Then she bent her head forward and kissed me deeply, her tongue mimicking the action of her fingers in my pussy. My own hand faltered.
“It’s hard to do this in sync,” I gasped as we pulled apart to take a breath.
“Don’t think. Just feel,” she reminded me.
Our lips met again and when Grace pushed me onto my back, I gave up on trying to reciprocate for now.
“I love your breasts,” she whispered before she caught my nipple between her teeth again and gave it a tug that made me cry out. There was a quick flash of pain, quickly followed by a zing of pleasure.
She did it again and again until my nipple was a stiff peak, then she moved to the other one. I slid my fingers into Grace’s hair, holding her where I wanted, and when her hand slid down my belly and between my legs, my entire body jolted.
Grace circled her thumb around my clitoris, never letting go of my breast, and when she caught my clit between her fingers and squeezed it at the same time that she bit down on my nipple, everything inside me lit up at once.
I cried out her name as I started shaking with the force of my orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through my body as she continued teasing my breasts and clit simultaneously. My mind was completely empty, only able to focus on the sensation of the strongest orgasm of my entire life taking over my body.
Through it all, Grace continued to move against me, instinctively knowing how to prolong the pleasure. When my orgasm had run its course, I sagged against the bed with a deep sigh. Grace moved up the bed, pulling me into her arms, and I rested my head against her chest, my cheek on the swell of her bare breast.
“I can’t believe how good it is with us,” I whispered, almost to myself.
“Think how good it’ll be once we have more practice,” she said teasingly.
