James first laid claim to Riley's skin with her hands and then mouth. She started at Riley's outer thighs, then top of her thighs. Hands caressing, mouth tasting. James hovered a moment above Riley's underwear then brought her mouth slowly to make contact as she breathed in slowly and then exhaled a warmth that flooded over Riley.
Tenderly, James' hands parted Riley's thighs, exposing the soft skin, where her hands trailed from upper inner thighs then down towards her knees, her mouth quickly following suit. James could feel Riley quivering and looked up to make sure everything was still ok. But things were more than ok. Riley was drowning in James' touches. The heat of James' hands, only competing with the fever of her mouth. Riley had never been more ok than she was right now.
Despite this, James wanted to be certain and thus moved up to kiss Riley's lips again. Softly at first and then with more pressure as her desire took over. James slid one hand down the length of Riley's torso until it rested flush to the last remaining bit of cloth covering Riley. Their mouths were still pressed together but Riley's lips were no longer moving. With another small nod from Riley, James pulled Riley's underwear to the side and slid one finger into Riley.
Riley gasped, mouth still covered by James', it was now slightly agape. James herself had to work to control her breathing as she felt the immense wetness of Riley. So warm. So wet. James slid her finger farther into Riley and then slowly out without ever fully leaving.
Unable to wait any longer, James' mouth left Riley's and instead found a new home. She let her tongue learn every inch of Riley, tasting a sweetness she didn't know could exist.
Riley's back arched in pleasure which gave James an opportunity to slip Riley's thong completely off. Now with unrestrained access, James' mouth moved to Riley's clit while her finger resumed its steady motion.
Surprisingly, or maybe not all that surprising given how wet Riley was, she seemed close to orgasming already. Not wanting to delay any pleasure, James continued rhythmically while her other hand moved from Riley's breast to her hip.
As Riley's breathing quickened, she reached a hand down to entwine gently into James' hair. Not pulling, just maintaining contact. That is, until Riley reached the edge and spilled over it, causing her hand to tighten slightly as her back arched, body tense, and the sounds of her moans filled the room.
Riley didn't open her eyes as James ran her tongue one last time over her clit, causing her to twitch with sensitivity. She didn't think she could open her eyes. Or move. She wasn't even sure if she was breathing. All she could recognize was the stillness of her mind mixed with the flush of her cheeks and chest that reflected the heat where James' mouth had just been.
She felt the weight of James slide next to her, James' lips kissing Riley's neck until James pulled Riley's face to hers and kissed her mouth.
"Good?" James asked.
Riley shook her head.
"Great?" James tried again.
Riley shook her head again. "Fucking incredible." She was still breathless. "Who knew-", she couldn't think straight "Holy fuck-", eyes still closed "You are...damn"
James laughed, "Glad you enjoyed it, love."
Riley shook her head and mumbled "More than enjoyed..."
Riley didn't need to open her eyes to know James was smiling as she said "I know".
Riley nodded, tried to collect herself, and said "I just need a minute. A minute to recover."
"Take all the time in the world" James reassured. "We don't even have to do anything else, I'm good. Really."
Riley opened her eyes but narrowed them and said "Oh you're not getting out of it. It's your turn now." and sat up, rolling James onto her back, then climbing on top.
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Unknown Beginning
General FictionRiley has just started over at a new college and is trying to navigate relationships with her new best friend, Kenny, while integrating to a new disgruntled hockey team. One particular captain seems to hate Riley and she doesn't know why but she's g...