Cassie rubbed at her clit.
“I could make you feel good,” Erin said, the words not quite coming easily. “You’ve had a long day.”
“How long have you been here?” Cassie said.
“A while.”
Cassie stopped touching her.
“Two hours,” Erin said immediately.
Cassie stroked her again and Erin let out her breath.
“You’ve been naked in my bed for two hours?”
Erin shook her head. “When I realized you’d be later than I thought—” She gasped as Cassie’s fingers rubbed a fast circle around her clit. “I did a load of laundry. Clean sheets.”
God, this woman was too much. Cassie worked two fingers inside her and she moaned.
“I want to touch you,” Erin said again. “I know you had a long day. I thought I’d do all the work. Let you relax.”
“And what if this is how I want to relax?” Cassie said.
Erin didn’t hesitate, “Then you can do whatever you want to me.”
Cassie swallowed the sound her chest wanted to make.
She pulled her fingers back, and Erin’s hips twitched like she was going to follow, but she didn’t, just looked at Cassie pleadingly.
“Don’t move,” Cassie said again.
Cassie didn’t take her time undressing, but didn’t hurry. She could hear Erin swallow. She shed her pants and underwear. Erin didn’t lift her head when Cassie walked away from the bed, but Cassie could tell she wanted to. Cassie retrieved the harness from her underwear drawer and put it on.
“You can look,” she told Erin before reaching for the dildo.
Erin looked up and gasped, watching Cassie adjust the strap-on.
“I can do whatever I want to you?” Cassie asked, stroking the dildo for good measure.
Erin nodded quickly.
“Roll over.”
Erin face down, ass up on her bed was a sight Cassie would never forget. She walked back across the room, ran her hand over Erin’s ass and the back of her thighs. She caught Erin by the hip and tugged. She wasn’t strong enough to pull her, but Erin got the idea and slid to the edge of the bed, dropping her feet to the floor.
Cassie positioned the dildo at Erin’s entrance and Erin whimpered.
Cassie didn’t move.
She stood with the head of the dildo just barely inside Erin and waited. Erin was fisting the comforter and clenching, again and again, and her hips twitched like she wanted to just push herself backward onto Cassie, but she stayed still.
“Good girl,” Cassie said again, and pushed inside.
The noise Erin made was obscene.
They hadn’t done this before—used a strap-on. As much as Cassie didn’t want to, she went slowly. She needed to be sure of how much Erin could take. She thrust a little deeper each time. Erin never resisted, but Cassie wanted to be sure.
She pushed all the way in and leaned over so her front was pressed into Erin’s back. “Does that feel good, baby?”