Chapter 49

McKayla sat me down on the edge of her bed then gave me a hungry, lingering kiss. She lit a handful of candles on her dresser and the nightstand. They bathed the room in a soft glow, their vanilla scent filling the air.

I looked once more at my beautiful lover. Her dark hair hung down over her shoulders. Her eyes twinkled in the flickering light.

It only took her a couple of steps until she was standing in front of me. My eyes were level with her breasts.

Is this really happening? I thought to myself. It was like having an out of body experience.

Her hands gently pushed me back on the bed, then maneuvered me into the center.

I was lying on my back, my skirt riding up past my knees. McKayla lay down next to me.

We kissed again. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered again. Not from nervousness this time, but anticipation.

Our lips were locked together. My eyes were closed.

McKayla kissed her way over to my ear, leaving a soft trail across my cheek. "I'm going to undress you now."

I nodded.

Her hands caressed my face, then went down my neck. I bit my lip to keep from gasping with pleasure. Very slowly, she began unbuttoning my blouse. Soon the top three buttons were open and she pulled the rest out of my skirt.

My eyes were closed as she tenderly explored me. I thrust my chest forward as I felt her hand around my breast.

Turning, I eagerly brought her mouth to mine. Just as our lips touched, she pinched my nipple.

I cried out.

Her hands opened the rest of the buttons. Every time she touched me, a shiver ran through my body. I looked up and saw her staring down at me, desire and passion in her gaze.

She pushed my blouse and bra straps over my shoulder. Anticipating what she wanted next, I wrapped arms around her neck and lifted myself slightly off the bed. As we kissed, I felt the corners of her mouth turn up in a slight smile.

With an expert touch, her nimble fingers had my bra clasps undone and I found myself topless. My nipples were hard with arousal. Goosebumps covered my skin, and not because I was cold.

I pulled McKayla to me, my bare chest against her dress. My hands reached around her, searching for the zipper at the top of her neck. I had just found it when I felt her strong hands around my wrists.

"Not 'til you're naked." McKayla held my hands and her mouth hungrily enveloped mine. I fell back into the bed, wanting—desiring—right then to feel her soft skin against mine.

McKayla's soft, lingering touch continued for several more minutes. She wasn't in a hurry. A part of me reveled in the attention, in the gentleness of her. My lover knew what she was doing, and she was doing it slow. Partly to savour. Partly to torture.

I wanted her more than anything. Her slow hand stoked the fire within me.

It didn't help when she withdrew her hand from my breast. I let out a disappointed sigh, feeling lost without her fingertips on me. It quickly became a startled gasp as her mouth descended on my nipple.

She sucked it into her mouth suddenly. I arched my back and cried out. My fingers and toes went numb. I suddenly felt lightheaded.

"Oh, fuck," I whispered.

Her hand went back to my breast. Her hair brushed my face. I tilted my head back, anticipating her lips against mine.

Instead of the hard, passionate kiss I was expecting, her lips only brushed mine. I whimpered in frustration. I lifted my head, searching for her, wanting to be close to her, but she pulled back.

" 'Fuck' isn't my name, Paige," she said softly. Teasingly.

"McKayla," I breathed.

"That's better," she replied and gave me a soft peck. She was doing this on purpose, like throwing gasoline on a bonfire. "What's my name?"

"McKayla!"

"I like the way you say it." She bit my lip. "I think I'm going to like the way you scream it, too."

"McKayla," I moaned, louder.

" 'McKayla' what?"

"McKayla ... please..."

"Please what?"

"McKayla, please fuck me." I didn't really know what girls did with other girls and those were the first words out of my mouth. What I did know was that this woman in my arms was driving me crazy. I had never felt this way before about anyone.