chapter 25: inside

"Take me," the girl whispered against her lips, her cheeks tinging slightly after the words left her mouth.

There was just a quiet moment before the storm. A torch was lit in Willow's eyes as they seemed to silently ask the girl's swirling blue ones if she was certain of her words. August nodded, having never been more certain of anything in her life.

"I need a yes," Willow breathed, her hands shaking against Willow's cheek. She could feel her own veins pulsing beneath her skin.

August closed the space between them, attacking the woman's mouth with her own. She pushed her lips against hers aggressively, feeling flames whip against her cheeks. She pulled away, holding the woman's face in her hands as she breathlessly spoke, "Yes, Willow. Yes."

For a fleeting moment, August watched the woman's expression. There was a voracious look on her face, a dark lust swirling in her eyes that infected the girl in front of her.

Their lips reconnected, gnashing hungrily as if they had been apart for a hundred years. August let out a moan when she felt the woman's tongue slip into her mouth, exploring it as if it was the first time. Willow's hands roamed August, from her shoulder blades to her back and around to her waist. She wanted to touch every part of the girl. She wanted to taste every inch of her there was to taste. She wanted to feel the girl through and through, inside and out. This hunger erupted inside her as her hands grabbed hold of the hem of August's shirt, lifting it over her head.

Willow tossed the sweater to the ground, her breath audibly hitching in her throat as she stared at the girl's exposed front. Willow immediately grabbed August and laid her down on the pillow of the bed, getting on her knees between the girl's legs and simply staring down at the sight in front of her.

Willow could hardly breathe. She couldn't believe the fact that she had such a beautiful girl all to herself right in front of her. Her eyes trailed the lace of August's black bra, down to her visible ribcage where the rabbit lived, down to her lower abdomen that disappeared under the hem of her pants.

Sitting up slightly, August took hold of the hem of Willow's black sweater, tugging down on it. "Take it off," she whispered, feeling an eagerness inside her to see what the woman looked like underneath all her clothing.

Smirking, Willow complied, slowly lifting her shirt over her head and tossing it to the side. She towered over the girl whose lips parted at the sight of her.

Willow's stomach was flat and toned, the shadow of her abs visible in the night. Her V-line was sharp, disappearing under her pants that hung low on her jutting hipbones. The woman was wearing a black bra that complimented her tan skin, and August could see her cleavage even from below.

The raven-haired woman took August's wrists and gently pinned them down on either side of her head, feeling their hands sink into the soft pillow as she leaned down to get face to face with her.

"You're beautiful," Willow whispered to her, giving her a soft peck. "The most beautiful girl I have ever seen." She kissed her again, feeling the girl shiver underneath her as she ran her hand up her soft and warm stomach. Her skin felt like freshly out of the dryer satin underneath her fingertips. She trailed her fingers upwards, her lips dancing with hers.

August felt tingles wherever the woman's hands touched, those tingles seeping through her body to her spine that quivered every time the woman's skin met hers. She felt Willow's lips shift from devouring her lips to trailing down her face. She fluttered her eyes shut as she felt Willow leave a line of kisses down her jaw until she reached the corner of her neck where her jaw met, her lips forming a suction cup right on that sweet spot that she remembered from the first time they made out. August bit her lip to keep from moaning, but she felt the woman's suction grow harder and her fingertips press firmer into her stomach, which invoked a soft moan from the girl's throat.

Willow's nostrils breathed against the girl's neck as she sucked on her delicate skin, her teeth nipping at it which made the girl jump and softly yelp from the sudden pain. But she licked the spot and gave it a few kisses to soothe the pain. She focused herself on her free hand roaming the girl's stomach while her other hand held the girl's wrists down, her grip slowly getting tighter as more lust pumped through her bloodstream.

"Willow," August moaned as she felt her hand slip around to her back, the girl automatically lifting up a bit so Willow could unclasp her bra.

Pulling her hand away so she could pull the girl's bra down and off her arms, Willow bit her lip at the sight of the girl's bare chest in front of her. She had no hesitation in brushing her hand down the girl's breast, feeling her nipple harden underneath her touch.

August softly gasped, her body squirming as she felt Willow's gentle hands caressing both of her breasts, following their curves and their pinnacles, letting her slender fingers circle her erect nipples. Feeling pleasure course throughout her body, August arched her back so her chest would lean into the woman's tantalizing touch.

Nearly breathless herself, Willow rubbed the girl's rosy peaks, staring directly into her eyes as she reveled in the softness of the girl's breasts. She felt like she had earned some special award and was granted the upmost prize of being able to be the person touching the girl's most tender areas. She thirsted to touch more of her tender areas.

Taking her hand away and replacing them on August's wrists, Willow again pinned her hands above her head and smashed her lips back against hers, basically shoving her tongue down the girl's warm throat as she pressed as hard against her body as she could.

August enjoyed the feeling of all of Willow's body weight holding her down, her strong arms gripping her wrists hard but not too hard. She moaned into Willow's mouth as she moved her body and lips against hers, and suddenly she felt Willow's leg slip between her thighs. A heat grew between her legs as she felt the woman's knee grind against her crotch with force, the friction causing a fire to ignite in her core. Her hips bucked upwards to meet the woman's knee, the fire inside her screaming for more.

Willow heard the girl's breath grow thicker and shakier, causing her to grind her leg harder between her thighs. She pressed her lips against the girl's neck, feeling that uncontrollable feeling begin to take over as she felt the girl's racing heartbeat through the skin of her neck. She breathed her in, her grip on her wrists tightening as she ground harder, the bed beginning to move along with her force.

It didn't help when she heard August's angelic voice whisper a not-so-angel-like statement right in her ear, her hot breath fanning her skin. "I want you."

Willow closed her eyes and nearly let out a moan herself, moving her long black hair out of her face. She let go of August's wrists and instead placed her hands on the girl's hips, leaning her head down so her lips could make contact with the girl's breasts.

August let out a moan as she felt the woman suck at her small breasts, her expert tongue drawing circles around her nipple and her teeth softly nibbling every now and then. Her hands found their way to Willow's soft hair, gripping it in pleasure.

Slender hands found the button of August's jeans, unbuttoning them and slowly pulling down the zipper. Willow breathlessly stared into the girl's eyes as she quickly pulled the tight jeans off her legs and tossed them to the floor. August lost herself in the lust that made the woman look as if she were drunk. She felt her heat throb even harder when Willow ripped her own jeans off and threw them to the floor.

Willow ached over the sight of the girl's delicate, lacy panties and her pale thighs. She let her hand rest on her soft, velvety thighs and trail upwards, her eyes growing darker with every inch.

She came back up to give August a sloppy kiss, her hand caressing her cheek and trailing down to her breast where she let it lay as she pulled away. Panting, Willow searched August's face to see she was just as breathless, her cheeks flaming red and a glint of pure pleasure in her irises that were too dark to appear blue.

"Are you sure?" Willow asked one last time to be certain that this was what August wanted.

The girl nodded, placing her hand under Willow's chin. "Yes," she panted, aching for Willow to touch her where she needed it most.

Smiling devilishly, Willow gave the girl one last slow kiss before she planted her lips onto her neck, letting them rest there as she focused on what her hands were doing.

She touched the girl's thigh with a firm yet teasing touch that made August whine and tug on the woman's hair. Her hand only drove the girl more crazy as it trailed even slower up until her fingers were touching the lace hem of the girl's panties.

"These are nice," Willow darkly mumbled against her neck. August could feel her lips smirk against her skin.

Willow's fingertips glided across the hem of her panties in a way that made August painfully ache. She was throbbing for the woman. She needed her touch so bad that she wanted to scream until she got it.

Pressing a soft kiss on her neck, Willow let her fingers glide down and across the girl's heat through her panties, stroking her and feeling the immense warmth and moisture soaking through the fabric. She seductively chuckled into the girl's collarbone as she kissed it. "You're so wet." She felt like she was getting high off feeling the girl's moisture on the tips of her fingers.

August moaned softly, grabbing onto Willow's shoulder as she bucked her hips up to her touch. She felt Willows fingers dart up and down over her heat, stopping to circle her clit through her underwear every other second.

Willow could hardly control herself. She was beginning to ache down there as well, incredibly turned on by the delicate and wet fabric her fingers padded, and the girl's warm body squirming and whining beneath her. She couldn't tantalize the girl any longer, for she was only tantalizing her own dark desires.

Hooking her fingertips around the girl's underwear, Willow yanked them down her thighs, letting August do the rest of the work by pulling her feet out of the panties and kicking them down the bed.

Willow's breath fanned the girl's neck as she held onto her muscular shoulders. The minute her hand came into contact with the girl's heat, her small body shivered beneath her.

The woman bit her lip, trying not to moan from how wet the girl was. Her entire area was covered in her own juices, making Willow feel moist herself.

August moaned as she felt the woman stroke her, her fingers getting lost in her wet folds, finally finding their way to her clit. All the nerve endings in her body were set on fire as she felt the woman circle her bare, moist clit, the girl trying with all her might so keep her moans quiet.

Willow couldn't help but moan almost inaudibly. The girl felt so deliciously soft, so teasingly tender, so wonderfully wet, and so achingly warm. As she stroked the girl, she felt her body arch and squirm beneath her, her thigh accidentally raising and brushing between the woman's knees, one of which was between the girl's thighs and the other one resting on the other side of her right leg. She took her own lip between her teeth, the friction against her heat driving her lust to unprecedented territories.

The woman formed a suction cup with her lips on August's neck, sucking as she adjusted her position, lowering her fingers to the girl's soaking wet entrance. She circled it, inciting a breathy moan from the girl whose fingernails were beginning to dig into her shoulder blades.

"Willow," August whined the woman's name as she squeezed her eyes shut, her body tired of being teased and just wanting to be fucked already.

Willow took a deep breath, sinking her teeth into the girl's neck as she sunk two fingers inside her. August's moan hitched in her throat, her nails harshly puncturing Willow's back.

Willow sucked on the girl's neck as she pumped her fingers in and out slowly, delighting in the warm and moist feeling of August's area around her fingers.

August threw her head back, arching her back as she felt Willow's long, slender fingers pump in and out. The woman had been holding back, only inserting her fingers about halfway, until she felt August's thigh raise again and press against her crotch. Moaning as quietly as possible, Willow began to slowly grind her hips on August's thigh as she fully delved her fingers as deep inside the girl as possible.

Gasping at the sudden depth at which Willow was inside of her, August squeezed her eyes shut and moaned, "W-Willow." Her nails scratched down the woman's tan back as she felt her hips grind against her leg, so she raised it slightly so she could have better access.

Willow picked up her pace, shoving her fingers in and out of the girl while she sucked her neck and bit at it every time she felt pleasure course through her body from grinding on August's thigh.

August's eyes squeezed shut when she suddenly felt Willow's fingers curl, hitting the deepest and sweetest spot inside her. "Willow," she moaned, feeling all the pleasure begin to build up inside her.

While curling her fingers inside the girl repeatedly, Willow used her free hand to unbutton her own pants and slide them, along with her panties, down to her ankles, not having time to pull them off as she was two fingers deep inside the girl beneath her. She then unclasped her bra, removing her fingers from the girl only momentarily to slip her bra down, inciting August to ogle at the woman's ample breasts.

Feeling freed by not having thick jeans and underwear separating her heat and the girl's bare thigh, Willow took both of the girl's wrists in one hand and pinned them down, positioning herself so that one leg was behind her hand giving it extra power, and the other leg positioning her area perfectly onto August's thigh. She returned to fucking the girl, shoving her wet fingers back inside her.

August couldn't move as the woman's entire body was holding hers down, even holding her hands above her head. But it was okay with her, for she didn't need to move. The entire bed shook as Willow began to thrust her two fingers inside the girl as hard as she could while grinding against the girl's bare thigh, her wetness transferring to the girl's skin. This caused even more pleasure to course through August as she saw the look on Willow's face. Her features were scrunched in pleasure, her mouth wide open as she moaned, "Fuck."

The two women's bodies moved together, heat and sweat building up between them as their bloodstreams were flooded with pleasure.

August could feel herself getting close, the woman's long fingers curling every time they thrusted deep inside her. But when the woman took her fingers out and then inserted three into her a little more slowly, August's moans rose in pitch and she winced slightly at the pain. She quickly quieted herself, remembering they weren't the only two in the house.

Willow had to slowly pump her three fingers, as the girl's innards had to stretch to accommodate them. "You're so tight," Willow darkly said, nearly moaning at her own words.

Soon pleasure replaced the pain, and August's eyes rolled to the back of her head as Willow's three long fingers thrusted in and out, curling to meet her spot every single time.

"W-Willow," August shakily moaned, her nails wildly scratching the back of the woman who began to thrust even harder and faster, moaning loudly at her own pleasure as her wet cunt pushed against the girl's thigh. Then, suddenly, Willow's hand was on her throat.

August could barely breathe with the woman's tight grip around her throat, but she loved it. She loved the feeling of the woman filling her up inside, of her getting her own pleasure from the girl's body.

"Willow," the girl whined as much as she could with the woman choking her, her insides clenching around her three fingers.

"Come, baby girl," Willow darkly spoke, staring down at the girl intently and watching her every move and expression as she slowly reached a blinding orgasm, her hands gripping the sheets and her entire body arching as she bit her lip and moaned as quietly as she possibly could.

Willow moaned at both the sight of the girl convulsing with pleasure beneath her, at the feeling of the girl pulsing around her fingers, and the friction against her clit. Her hand clenched harder around the girl's throat, constricting her of any breath.

August went from panting to not being able to breathe at all. She needed air, but she wanted to watch the show before her.

She watched as Willow threw her head back, her black hair falling down her shoulders, her breasts moving along with her body, her mouth opening wide, and her eyes squeezing shut as she reached her climax, her hips quivering as they weakly ground against the girl's thigh for the last few moments before her body collapsed on top of August's, her hand finally letting go of her throat.

August inhaled a huge breath even though it was burdened by the taller woman's weight resting on her.

They both panted, holding each other in their arms as they came down from their heights. Willow breathed against the girl's collarbone, her eyes closing as she wrapped her arms around her waist and hugged her warm body to hers. Emotion was suddenly filling her to the very top, and she couldn't contain any of it for a second. She could hardly even contain the moisture welling in her eyes as her heart pounded out of her chest and she spoke the words she never thought she'd hear herself say.

"I love you, August."