Anita's mouth was hot against hers. The taste of her kiss made Jessica's head swim, made heat pool and swirl in her lower belly. She found herself moaning in need against Anita's tongue before she could even stop herself, and Anita's sharp inhale only added to the intense arousal building inside of her. She wasn't really certain how things had ended up so heated so quickly, but every inch of her didn't want to stop.
Anita had taken her out on a date. Not their first, but one of a few. Feelings between them were definitely there. They'd been friends for years, and only recently had they admitted that friends didn't care about each other quite as intensely as they did for each other. Jessica had always known that she loved Anita. There was no specific point in their shared past where she could go back and see the exact moment she grew to love her. Love had always been there. Affection had always been there. And to a degree, the lust had been too. So, after their date, Jessica had invited Anita in, and they'd ended up stumbling to the couch together, lips connected and hearts thudding.
Anita's hands were big and strong, her fingers long. She gripped Jessica's hips almost too tightly, heat seeping through the fabric of Jessica's skirt and into her already heated skin. The skirt was in the way, though, so Anita moved her hands underneath Jessica's shirt to touch her bare skin below her navel. Jessica stiffened slightly, and her heart jumped up into her throat, but she didn't pull away from Anita's touch. It burned her in the most delicious way.
"Jessica," Anita groaned into her mouth. "Is this okay?"
Jessica melted forward. Her hands buried themselves in Anita's hair, and her breasts pressed against Anita's, and all Jessica could taste and feel and smell was Anita, and she wanted nothing more and nothing less than Anita. Her kissing became a little messy, frantic, but Anita happily received it. She slowly eased Jessica down from her excitement, slowing the pace down until their lips were gently brushing, their breaths were coming in short puffs, and Anita's thumbs caressed the sensitive skin at Jessica's hips. God, she could let Anita touch her forever.
"I want more," Jess whispered finally, voice hoarse. "I want all of you."
Anita pulled away from her mouth but pressed her lips against Jessica's throat. Her lips felt hot. "Are you sure?" she questioned. Her voice was low, husky. It sent a violent shiver down Jessica's back.
"Yes," she breathed.
Anita hummed softly in reply, and then her hands came forward, fingertips grazed across her soft tummy and ribs, and finally, achingly, over her breasts. Jessica felt a flutter of sensation through the fabric of her bra, and it wasn't enough. Before Anita could even suggest it, she pulled away to throw her shirt and bra off. This wasn't the first time Anita had seen her body. They had been friends before, and obviously, friends did stuff together that sometimes included casual nudity. But now, like this, it was different. The sexual energy around them was almost suffocating, but in a way that Jessica welcomed.
Anita stared at her chest, wide-eyed. Jessica watched her carefully, enjoying the obvious look of desire on her face. No matter what, Anita always looked at her like she was the whole world and the stars. Anita's gaze made her feel like the most desirable person on the planet. She would never feel embarrassed baring herself to Anita. It almost felt like an honour.
"You're beautiful," Anita whispered. "Can I touch you?"
Jessica had the sense of mind to roll her eyes. "Of course you can, you idiot."
Anita gave her a sad pout. "I'm just being a gentlewoman."
"Right now, I need you, Anita." She drew closer, forcing Anita to stare right at her stiff nipples. "My body needs you." It felt so dirty and so right to say that. Anita's cheeks went red almost instantly.
Out of the two of them, Anita found it easiest to be the most honest, to take what she wanted. But sometimes Anita couldn't seem to say what she wanted, and Jessica had to take control of the situation a little. She lifted Anita's hands and guided them to her breasts, and closed her eyes with a groan when Anita got the hint and held her. She swiped her thumbs over the sides of her breasts, then her nipples. Jessica could feel new wetness pooling in her panties, and if she didn't get some sort of relief soon, she was definitely going to come from arousal only. That would be more than impressive, but Jessica wanted her first orgasm from Anita to be from her tongue or fingers.
"What do you want?" Anita asked.
Jessica drew her lower lip between her teeth. "Your mouth," she barely got out.
Anita leaned forward immediately, closing her lips around an aching nipple. The wet heat of her mouth made Jessica's lower back tingle. She dropped her head forward, resting her face against the top of Anita's head. Anita swirled her tongue around the bud, then she softly flicked the tip of it. It earned a louder moan, so she drew back and gave a gentle bite. Jessica tugged at Anita's hair.
"God," she exclaimed softly, biting her lip until it hurt. "I'm burning for you."
Anita pressed a kiss against her chest, right by her heart. "I'm right here, Jessica. I'll do anything you want, anything you need to feel good."