Part 11 (2/2)
”I'm really close,” Allie warned, her hips twitching. ”Do you want me to come?”
* 91 *
RADCLY fFE ”I want to f.u.c.k you.”
”Then do it now.” Allie gasped and covered Deo's hand, pressing Deo's fi ngers harder into her s.e.x. ”Uh. Good.”
Deo rolled Allie over onto her back. Kneeling above her with one hand braced against the mattress, Deo brushed the other hand between Allie's legs and into her. ”You're going to be late for work again.”
Allie's eyes widened and she arched her back, forcing Deo deeper.
”No I'm not,” she panted. ”You're going to make me come in about fi ve minutes.”
Deo shook her head, thrusting hard and fast. ”No,” she grunted, ”two.”
”Ohhh,” Allie cried, surprise and pleasure playing across her face.
”That's the way... oh G.o.d, that's... you'll make me...”
”You're so hot inside,” Deo groaned as Allie tightened around her.
She forgot to breathe and her head went light. Spots danced before her eyes and the roar of the ocean fi lled her consciousness. Arousal roiled through her like storm clouds in a summer sky, and she thought that if Allie didn't come soon her heart would explode from antic.i.p.ation.
She leaned down and plunged her tongue into Allie's mouth, riding her thumb over Allie's c.l.i.t as she f.u.c.ked her faster.
With a m.u.f.fl ed cry, Allie bucked and came beneath her, and like lightning exploding from heaven and streaking to earth, the pressure in Deo's belly powered through her and disappeared. She just managed not to fall on top of Allie as she collapsed by her side.
”G.o.d, that was good,” Deo murmured, her fi ngers gently slipping out.
”That's,” Allie panted, ”my line.”
”Glad you agree.”
Allie slapped Deo's stomach. ”Like you couldn't tell. What did it take, about three strokes to make me pop? I can't believe how fast you wind me up.”
”I wind you up?” Feeling lazy and content, Deo slowly turned her head and kissed the corner of Allie's mouth. ”You're the one who showed up naked bearing gifts.”
”I was trying to be a good hostess.”
Deo laughed. ”Man, I bet you're popular with the overnight guests.”
”I think I should probably be insulted,” Allie mused, leaning up * 92 *
Winds of Fortune on an elbow and casually toying with Deo's nipple. When it hardened, she leaned down and dragged her teeth over it. She smiled when Deo gasped. ”But you already know I think you're hot. And I love the way you f.u.c.k me.”
”If you don't want me to do it again,” Deo said darkly, ”get your a.s.s out of this bed.”
”Who said I don't want you to do it again?” Allie purred. She kissed Deo's nipple sweetly and drew back, her expression growing serious. ”I've got a few minutes. Let me make you come.”
”I'm good.” Deo kissed Allie lightly. ”Really. Good.”
”Sure?”
Deo nodded.
”Rain check, then.”
”Deal,” Deo agreed as Allie jumped from bed.
”I'll be ready in ten minutes,” Allie called as she disappeared across the hall into the bathroom.
Deo stretched, fi guring she had a few minutes to spare while Allie showered. Then she'd drive Allie to the station, grab a fast shower at home, and head over to the main job site. The guys knew what to do so she wasn't worried about work not getting done just because she was a couple of hours late. Thinking about the job brought back her conversation the night before with Nita about her new house.
Nita. Nita was like the thunderclouds that had fascinated her since she was a child, seething with anger and pa.s.sion and beauty. She had been mesmerized by storms, by the combination of danger and unbearable splendor. She had never wanted to come in off the boat no matter how much it rocked in the wind or how high the seas that lashed over the decks had risen. The fear was thrilling and exciting in a way that nothing else was. She still loved storms. Nita was the fi rst woman she had ever met who hinted at the same power and fury. Thinking about Nita stirred the turmoil in her depths that she had so recently quieted while riding the crest of Allie's pleasure.
She didn't even want to consider that she was f.u.c.king one woman to forget about another. With a sigh, Deo pushed back the covers and got up in search of her clothes.
”Something wrong?” Allie asked as she paused in the doorway, toweling her damp hair.
Deo blushed. ”No. Just thinking about work.”
* 93 *
RADCLY fFE ”Mmm hmm.” Allie draped the towel over the back of the wooden chair that sat in front of her dressing table and pulled open the closet door. Extracting a pressed uniform wrapped in plastic, she said, ”I'm going to be so busy at work I don't know when I'll see you again. But if you want company...”
”I'll hunt you down like I did last night,” Deo said, pulling up her pants. ”I'm glad I stayed. Thanks.”
Allie grinned crookedly. ”I'm absolutely certain I'm the one who should be saying thank you.”
Deo shook her head. ”No. You're amazing.”
”For the record, I feel the same way about you.” Allie strapped on her gun belt and regarded Deo seriously. ”Sometimes the fact that I can't sleep with Bri and I still want to...it f.u.c.ks up our friends.h.i.+p. I've been trying to work on that.”
Deo waited.
”I hope the two of us can still be friends even though we did f.u.c.k.”
Allie sighed. ”Jesus, it's really confusing.”
”It is, but I know what you mean.” Deo kissed her. ”We're okay.”
”Yeah?”
”Yeah. And for the record, you're f.u.c.king hot in that uniform.”
Allie wrapped an arm around Deo's waist as they started toward the door. ”Well, I'm glad you think so. Because it's the only thing I'm going to be wearing all summer.”
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