Lusting After the Professor

Chapter Seven

Carla gave up trying to be sensible. At some point, yes, they would have to talk, but talking was the last thing Carla wanted to do right now.

Ashley was naked in her bed, her body glistening with a light layer of sweat, her breathing slowly returning to normal after Carla had brought her to her first orgasm.

Carla kissed her way back up Ashley’s body, her fingertips trailing along the inside of Ashley’s thigh as Carla placed soft kisses over her stomach.

Ashley lifted her head off the sheets, her cheeks still flushed. “Come here,” she said, reaching for Carla’s arm, her other hand snaking behind Carla’s neck, bringing their lips together in a slow, passionate kiss.

Carla moaned, loving the feeling of their bare breasts pressed together as they kissed. She maneuvered her hand between their bodies, her fingers finding Ashley’s arousal without even parting her folds.

Carla smiled against Ashley’s lips, pulling away just enough to see Ashley’s face. “You’re so wet,” Carla murmured before brushing her lips over Ashley’s, her fingers lightly running through her folds until she reached Ashley’s clit.

Carla circled her sensitive bud, Ashley’s eyes slamming shut when Carla added a little more pressure, tightening up the motion.

“Just like that,” Ashley murmured, her mouth agape, her breathing turning ragged as Carla kept teasing her.

Ashley threw her head back against the sheets when Carla lowered her hand and thrust two fingers inside her, and Ashley’s grip on her arm tightened as Carla found her rhythm.

“Oh Carla,” Ashley moaned, and the way she said Carla’s name sent a shiver through her.

Carla had spent the last few weeks reasoning with herself that even if she had a way of contacting Ashley, of meeting up with her, they would never have that chemistry again. That it had just been one amazing night.

But she’d been so wrong.

Carla had always thought of herself as reasonably good in bed and at the very least, a thoughtful and considerate partner, someone who put the other person’s needs first, but this was new. Carla had never wanted someone to feel as good as she wanted Ashley to feel right now.

Carla kissed Ashley’s neck, moving down over her breasts and then her stomach, wanting to taste Ashley, to make her come even harder by giving her clit some attention while her fingers were still inside her, but Ashley had other ideas.

“Carla?” Ashley asked, her voice low, strangled almost.

“Yeah?”

“Come here,” she murmured as Carla’s fingers slowed. “I want to kiss you when you make me come.”

Carla stared at her for a second. That was quite possibly the hottest thing she’d ever heard uttered in her bed.

Carla shifted her weight, her hand planted beside Ashley’s shoulder, sinking into the sheets as she started pumping her fingers in and out, a little faster now, her lips hovering over Ashley’s mouth, their eyes locked in an intense gaze.

“Kiss me,” Ashley murmured, her fingers lightly stroking Carla’s cheek before sliding into her hair and bringing their lips together.

Ashley moaned into the kiss, and Carla joined her when their tongues met, both of them sighing, their kisses slow, their tongues exploring, but when Carla curled her fingers, Ashley’s back was arching off the bed, her hips meeting Carla’s hand.

With one last groan Ashley came, their lips barely touching, breathing the same air. Ashley’s fingers dug into Carla’s back as her body stiffened, and then she was parting her lips against Carla’s, hungrily kissing her as Carla held her fingers inside her, and Ashley slowly rolled her hips.

“Fuck Carla.” Ashley brushed a strand of Carla’s hair away from her eyes when Carla had gotten comfortable beside her. “That was intense.”

“Hmm.” Carla’s fingers lazily moved through Ashley’s wetness. “It was.”

“Do you know what I’d love?” Ashley asked, turning her head to get a better look at Carla.

Carla smiled. “What?”

“You. On top of me. Grinding those hips.”

Carla arched an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“Yeah.”

Carla brought her fingers to her mouth as she sat up, licking them clean, and Ashley’s gaze clouded over, her eyes dark with lust as she looked up at her.

“You are so fucking sexy,” Ashley murmured, her hands moving to Carla’s hips as Carla straddled her, and Ashley shifted her weight underneath her.

Carla’s eyes fluttered shut when Ashley guided her down on top of her, their clits rubbing against one another, and one gentle rock of Carla’s hips sent off fireworks that she could feel in every part of her body.

Ashley reached up to palm Carla’s breast, her thumb swiping over her nipple as Carla continued to rock her hips. Ashley looked up at her through narrowed eyes, her mouth slightly agape, her breathing coming in pants as they both got closer to another release.

Ashley’s hand moved to her other breast, tweaking and rolling her nipple between her fingertips this time, and Carla couldn’t control her hips any longer. The long, slow movements became shorter. Faster. Until Carla was crying out Ashley’s name, her hips moving faster, pressing down against Ashley.

“I’m coming,” Carla groaned.

Ashley’s hands were on her hips now, adding to the pressure, and Carla could feel Ashley trembling beneath her, Carla’s name on her lips.

Carla collapsed into her arms, completely spent, and Ashley’s hands slid up her back, caressing her as they both caught their breath.