Love is a Losing Game

LIALG - Chapter 17

 My heart fluttered at her words, and I didn't waste any time leaning in to show her exactly how she made me feel. Our lips moved together slowly and sweetly – a testament to the overwhelming sense of adoration that was palpable in the air. Before long, soft fingers took my hand and guided it along the panes of her stomach, down to where she wanted me before. I was trembling; I couldn't help it. Spur-of-the-moment sex was one thing, but this was entirely different. The intimacy of the situation felt heavy on my shoulders, and I wanted desperately to not disappoint her.

But then her nose nuzzled me, and she gave me an encouraging little smile. Her hold on my hand was firm – reassuring. And when I looked into her eyes, it was clear that I was safe here. All Evie wanted was me. My racing heart slowed, and my inhibitions faded away.

Once she was sure I wouldn't break down again, her hands moved to cup my face. Her kisses were slow and loving, only the hitch of her breath interrupting them as my fingers slid along her center. She was wet, likely from our teasing earlier. The more my fingers explored the new territory, the more labored her breathing became as she tried to continue kissing me.

It didn't take long to map her out, little whines informing me where she liked being touched the most. By the movement of her hips, I could tell she wanted me inside, but I kept my fingers just out of reach. I didn't have the heart to tell her I wasn't ready for that, not during our first time; there was just too much potential for me to mess it up. So, instead, I focused on her clit. My finger circled it slowly, using her wetness to keep my movements fluid and the pressure feather-light. At first, she seemed confused and a little impatient, but soon enough, she began to relax.

"What are you doing?" she moaned, and I awkwardly began to pull away in embarrassment. "No! No, keep going," she encouraged, firmly moving my hand back to where it was. Once I resumed my motions, they began causing her to lose her concentration, and she finally couldn't kiss back well enough to feel that it was worth it. Her forehead rested against mine, and her hands moved from my face to wrap around my neck, holding me close as well as steadying herself.

Even though it was taking longer than I would have preferred, for my pride's sake, it was nice to feel so close to her regardless. Every now and then, she would whisper words of encouragement and place a kiss on my skin, calming my nerves and letting me know I was doing just fine. When she finally came, both of our bodies shook with the force due to our proximity; it was as if we had shared the moment. Tan hands took my face once more and placed a big, tender kiss onto my lips. My eyes opened, only to be met with shining red-brown. At first, my heart skipped a beat, thinking I upset her, but her big, genuine smile informed me that she was just really happy. That look alone was enough to bring a bashful grin to my face as well.

"Fuck, M," she groaned. "I don't know what you were doing, but it was really really nice," she smiled.

"Oh yeah?" I asked, biting my lip so I didn't smile too wide.

"Mhmm," she nodded, pausing for a while before continuing. "My legs are all tingly now; do you mind if I rest a little?" she inquired, tilting her head.

Something about the glint in her eye told me there was more to her words, but I nodded anyway. "Yeah, of course."

"Thanks," she said, making a show of kissing down my body as she lowered herself into a kneel. Just when I thought that was it, she traced her fingers along my thighs and looked up at me with her teeth sunk into her lip.

Oh. Now that I saw the previous look in context, it was easy to figure out what was on her mind. Not needing her to verbalize the question, I nodded in consent. Her hand reached up to take mine, intertwining our fingers together. Soft lips pressed into the insides of my thighs as I opened them, making room for her. I should have felt exposed and vulnerable as she took in the sight before her, but, for some reason, my heartbeat was even. My hand squeezed hers in an attempt to convey my comfort, and she offered me a gentle smile in return before finally leaning in to press a small kiss to my clit. Goosebumps crawled along my skin as her breath ghosted against me, the pause feeling like an eternity.