Read Online The Lovers by Eden Bradley - Free Book Online Page B

panic: I don’t know how to do this. My heart is a hammer in my chest. I freeze.
    Audrey pulls back and whispers to me, “Don’t worry, Bettina. I’ll take care of you. I’ll show you how. Trust me. Trust yourself.”
    Her voice is soft, breathless, and I know that she wants me, know it in a way I wasn’t certain of until now. And it gives me permission to want this as much as I do. To want it, and to have it, and to simply let it happen.
    She straddles me, her slender legs on either side of mine. Her weight is nothing on my body. Her heat is everything. Her skirt is pooled around her waist, and as she settles onto that small band of bare skin between my jeans and my sweater I realize she’s not wearing any underwear. She is slick and hot against my stomach. A shock goes through me, making me moan.
    Audrey smiles a little as she pulls her top over her head, and her breasts are full and naked, the nipples dark pink and as hard as I know my own must be. I want to take them into my mouth, suck them. I want to do it so badly I’m shaking.
    â€œBeautiful Bettina,” Audrey whispers, reaching out to take my hair between her fingers. “I love your curls. They’re wild. There’s a wild part of you, Bettina, just waiting to be let out.”
    â€œI don’t know…”
    â€œOh, yes. You just need someone to help you free it.”
    I don’t know what to say.
    â€œCome on. Take your sweater off for me,” she tells me. “Let me see you.”
    I have to pull in a hitching breath before I drag my sweater over my head. I feel clumsy, as though my hands are half-numb. Audrey is still sitting on me, her sex wet against my belly. She leans over me, kisses me again, and it is soft and moist, her lovely mouth on mine, her tongue slipping between my lips. And I think back to the dream I had, about us being mermaids together, and fucking in the ocean. Andwhat’s happening right now is every bit as dreamlike to me. Mystical.
    She kisses me harder, beginning to pant into my mouth, and my body heats with desire. A low humming has started in my veins, in my pussy. I can hardly stand it. I pull my mouth from hers.
    â€œI need to be naked with you, Audrey.”
    â€œYes, I need it, too. Let’s get you undressed.”
    She sits up and pulls me with her, her hands hard on my shoulders. She unzips my jeans quickly, and I lift my hips as she helps me wiggle out of them. She tosses them on the floor.
    â€œCute,” she says, hooking her fingers in the waistband of my underwear, which is peach-colored cotton with a little white lace trim. Then her smile turns a bit feral as she drags them down over my hips, and I am almost naked, finally. “Take off your bra, Bettina.”
    I reach behind my back and undo the clasp, and my breasts feel heavy as the fabric falls away.
    â€œOh.”
    It is a small, breathy sound of admiration from her, and I flush. My breasts are small but well shaped. One of my best assets, I think. And glancing down I see that my nipples are swollen, a pale pink darkening by the moment. I arch a little, silently begging for her touch, and she leans over me once more and strokes the hard tips with her fingers. Her touch is soft, gentle, her hands impossibly hot. So different from a man’s.
    â€œAh, God.”
    â€œYou like this, Bettina?”
    â€œYes…”
    â€œDo it to me. Touch me.”
    I take her breasts in both hands, pressing just a little, testing the fullness of her flesh, and she sighs. She takes my nipplesbetween her fingers and pulls them out in long, sweet strokes, and I do the same to her. And all the time her blue gaze is on mine. I watch as her eyes cloud, go darker, like a storm coming over the sea. Her nipples are going harder and harder beneath my touch, as hard as mine. It’s like looking at some sort of reflection, as though my pleasure is mirrored in her, intensifying everything. And I am growing