Falling for the Fire

Chapter 33

*Ariana's POV

Seeing Brooklyn laying naked on my bed in front of me was doing things to my body that I didn't want to admit to.

I'd been hoping for this to happen again since the last time that we were together, but up until very recently, I thought I'd ruined any chances of that happening.

The fact that we'd finally gotten back to this point was shooting excitement through me.

I held on to her thighs as I lowered myself down in between them. I brought one of my hands over and started to gently circle my thumb over her clit. I heard her take a sharp breath in as I rubbed over the sensitive skin.

I used my fingers to spread her further apart as my tongue ran slowly over her entrance and up to her clit. A low groan came from her mouth as my mouth connected with her skin.

I flicked my tongue back and forth over the same area before taking it in between my lips and sucking.

I felt Brooklyn's hand come down and tightly grasp on to the top of my head as her moans continued.

I moved down slightly, pushing my tongue inside of her as much as I could and moving my head back and forth in a steady rhythm.

Her back arched and her hips pushed up against my mouth as her grip on me tightened.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as her free hand reached down and held on to the sheets beneath her. She squeezed them in her fist as her pleasure continued to build.

I moved my hand in between her legs as my mouth moved back up to her clit. I sucked on it as I swirled my tongue back and forth beneath my lips, and I slowly slid a finger inside of her.

She tensed up around me as I began to push it in and out, and her breathing grew heavier.

When I pushed a second finger in, I could tell that she was about to be pushed over the edge.

I sped up the movements of both my fingers and my tongue, and she quickly reached her climax with a loud groan and a shudder.

"Fuck Ari," she breathed out.

Hearing her moan out my name was never going to get old.

I gradually slowed down as I kissed along her thigh and up to her hips.

Once she had come down from her orgasm, she reached down and grabbed on to my shoulders, pulling me up so I was even with her.

"Jesus," Brooklyn said against my lips, "have you been practicing that, or what?"

"No!" I laughed, leaning back and hitting her arm.

Before I even knew what was happening, Brooklyn had brought me back down to her and reached around to unclasp my bra.

She brought one hand up behind my head and pulled my mouth down to hers. She kissed me intently, biting at my bottom lip as her free hand slid beneath my underwear.

A quiet moan fell from my mouth as she teased over my clit before moving her fingers up and down. I was already extremely wet from making her cum, and she easily pushed inside of me.

I pushed my hips down against her hand, urging her to go deeper. I let my head fall to the side and rest against her neck.

I sucked at her skin and bit down when I felt another finger go inside of me.

My body rolled against her hand, trying to create as much friction between us as I could. She held on tightly to me as we worked in rhythm with each other, and I felt the heat between my legs continue to build.

I groaned against her neck as my hand grasped on to the other side of it. My nails dug into her just as I felt her thumb graze over my clit.

"I'm so close," I said breathlessly, my voice muffled against her.

Our bodies tangled together as she worked me until I was trembling against her and moaning out her name.

I breathed heavily as I rode the wave of my orgasm and eventually came down. I kissed up the side of Brooklyn's neck and briefly over to her lips before collapsing next to her.

She gave me a sly smirk as she moved to roll out of the bed, but I quickly grabbed her arm.

"Hold on," I said, still trying to catch my breath, "why do you try to run away so quickly."

She smiled softly and shook her head, still not looking like she was convinced that she should stay.

"It's a habit," she told me.

"Come here and lay back down," I said, "please?"

Brooklyn looked over at me hesitantly, like she wasn't sure if she wanted to listen or not.

"I'm not asking you to stay the night Brooklyn," I continued with a grin, "just lay here with me for a little bit."

"Fine," she conceded, "but don't try anything."

She laid back down so she was facing me and I draped my arm over her waist.

"And what exactly do you think I would try?" I asked.

"I don't know," she shrugged, "heavy cuddling, getting me to stay, something like that."

"Wow," I said, "that does sound terrible."

"Shut up," she laughed, "you know what I mean."

"Yes I do," I nodded, "I'll be good."

My hand rubbed along the small of her back as we laid there in silence for a brief moment. I wasn't sure what she was thinking about this part, but I was enjoying it.

"Is kissing against your rules too?" I asked her sarcastically.

"Hmm," she said, pretending to think about it, "I think I can allow that."

She leaned in and pressed her lips gently against mine, and I smiled against them.

As much as I was enjoying this, I couldn't help but think about the conversation that was looming over us.

I knew that she didn't want this to turn into a relationship, she'd made that much clear; but I had no idea what it actually was.

"What's going through that pretty little head of yours?" Brooklyn asked as she reached up and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Well," I sighed, "I guess I - I want to know what you expect from this."

Brooklyn briefly looked away, and I could tell that she wanted to have this talk about as much as me.

"I know you don't want anything serious," I clarified, "but I just mean...was this a one time thing, friends with benefits, casual hanging out and hooking up? I don't know."

"That's a lot of choices to give me," she grinned.

"Brooklyn," I laughed, "I know but I'm serious, I don't want you to leave and still have no idea what's going on."

She gave me a contemplative look, and I felt my stomach nervously flutter as I waited to hear what she would say.

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