She moved her thumb to Sarah’s lips, sliding it along the moist skin. Then she pressed the palm of her hand against Sarah’s racing heart.
“You ready?”
“Absolutely.” Sarah didn’t fumble this time as she pulled down the zipper on Eli’s pants and shoved her hand inside. She explored, finding all the folds and recesses. Eli held as still as she possibly could while Sarah found what she was looking for, while she did exactly what she wanted.
With thumb and fingers moving in tandem, Sarah thrust. Eli gasped. It had been far too long since anyone had taken her like this. She pressed closer to Sarah as she tried to find her own balance. Sarah eased up slightly, but she didn’t stop. Eli rocked her hips back and forth against Sarah’s hand, finding her own rhythm. Sarah’s free hand gripped her ass, pulling her in tighter.
Eli closed her eyes. She gripped the back of the seat so she wouldn’t crush Sarah underneath her. Moving her mouth to Sarah’s ear, she breathed hard, nipping at Sarah’s ear lobe. “Please don’t stop.”
“I won’t.”
Undulating her hips, Eli was surprised when Sarah’s other hand gripped her hip and pushed down alongside Eli’s natural movements, increasing the force of the thrust and the depth of the fingers inside her. She wasn’t quite sure how, but she was already nearing the precipice of her first orgasm.
“Sarah—”
“I’m not stopping.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Eli, hold on, another few seconds.”
Scrunching her eyes shut, Eli pulled into herself, focusing on holding everything off. She clenched her jaw, slowed her hips as best she could, but she knew she wasn’t going to be able to last much longer.
Sarah pulled back so their mouths met in a slow embrace. It was such a contrast to the speed Sarah’s hand moved. Eli lost all track of everything. When Sarah’s word finally reached her ears, she wasn’t sure how many times she’d said it.
“Now.”
Letting go, Eli jerked her hips as pleasure swarmed through her entire body. Her chest was hot and constricted, her back sweaty and sticky, her mind was slow as molasses, barely functioning. Sarah didn’t stop her hand immediately. She continued to pull everything Eli had to give. When Eli finally felt a deep breath of air enter her lips, she forced her eyes open to find Sarah grinning at her.
“That was beautiful.”
“Not sure that’s the word I’d use,” Eli answered. “But yeah, same sentiment.”
“House?”
“God, yes. Just...give me a second to get my legs back under me.”
“Anything.” Sarah pressed gentle kisses all over Eli’s face, down her neck, over the top of her chest still covered with her cotton button-up shirt. When Sarah moved her hand, Eli felt empty and fulfilled at the same time.
Leaning in, she pressed their mouths together. Sarah’s hands wrapped around her back as Eli took the embrace from heated to slow and sensual. She couldn’t stop kissing her. It was like she had been waiting to do it her entire life and now that she’d been granted permission she was never going to let up. She could kiss Sarah forever. Eli’s heart clenched. She couldn’t have those thoughts.
Sarah was going to leave soon, and she wasn’t coming back. There was no forever in their future. Moving so their mouths were no longer touching, Eli shifted off Sarah and onto the seat next to her. Sarah waited patiently while Eli adjusted herself before putting her hand on the door.
“Ready?”
“Yeah.” But even Eli could hear the faraway tone in her voice, the sadness ebbing its way in as much as she didn’t want it to be there. With a sigh, she leaned in and kissed Sarah’s cheek. “Yeah, let’s go inside.”
Sarah gave her a long look before opening the door, and only at a nod and a raised brow from Eli did she move. Eli followed her out, slamming the door shut behind her. She had to find a way to distract Sarah from her own mistake. She shouldn’t be thinking about more than what Sarah could commit to. They hadn’t talked about future, and honestly, Eli wasn’t sure she wanted to.
As soon as they were inside, Sarah was on her again, pressing her into the wall next to the door. Their mouths were locked together in a kiss while Sarah’s fingers tugged at her braids. Eli had no idea what she was doing until Sarah let out a satisfied grunt and dug her entire hand into the long locks at the back of Eli’s head.
“What do you want now?” Sarah breathed.
“Let me do for you.”
“Not yet,” Sarah retorted. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“All right.” Eli moved her hands to her shirt and started in on the buttons. The fabric felt so confining, she wasn’t sure she could take it much longer. Sarah went to help, getting the last of the buttons and then shoving the shirt over Eli’s shoulders and onto the floor below. Eli reached behind her, flicked her bra strap, and added that to the growing pile of clothes. Eli tugged at Sarah’s shirt, pulling it up.