The final day flew by in a haze of kissing, fucking, and eating the Chinese takeout they’d ordered at midday when they both realized they were starving. Aubrey couldn’t think of a better way to spend the end of her vacation than with this woman.
Even amid all the bliss, Aubrey’s gut still twisted at the way they’d be leaving things tonight. After she’d spilled her guts on the asphalt last night, she’d never expected Selina to invite her upstairs. Part of her had been hoping to leave this open-ended—as if she could indulge in the fantasy of coming home to someone this clever, comfortable, and intoxicating every day. Of Selina being the only one in her bed from here on out.
But Selina had set her boundaries. They were over once their vacation ended, which was now a mere four hours away. Aubrey would be driving home late tonight and then in the morning she’d head to Christiana Hospital.
Aubrey flopped onto her stomach in Selina’s bed, which had gotten beyond mussed. The cool sheets caressed her bare skin since she hadn’t bothered putting a stitch on today. They’d slept for a little while last night, curled up together in a way that made her feel cinnamon roll sweet, a softness washing over her like early morning light.
“I’m pretty sure chicken fried rice lasts in room temp awhile, right?” She glanced at Selina who strolled back and forth across the room holding her container of veggie lo mein. The woman wore nothing but a thong and looked like Aubrey’s every fantasy come to life. Her short stature accentuated all her curves even more, from her round tits to the sloping hips that Aubrey found herself obsessed with. That ass belonged on a statue, and she’d happily spend time fucking this woman doggy style for the view alone.
If only they had more time.
Selina arched a brow, stopping mid-pace. “I’m pretty sure chicken does not. My vegetables, on the other hand, will be doing just fine.”
Aubrey lifted a forkful of food to her lips, chewed, and swallowed. “Going to take care of me when I end up sick from this?”
“You wish, sunshine,” Selina said. “I’m a big fan of folks learning lessons from their actions.”
Aubrey’s heart thudded a little harder every time she used that nickname. Selina set her lo mein down on the dresser and sauntered over to Aubrey’s side of the bed. Aubrey handed over her carton of chicken fried rice, which at this point was almost finished.
The woman moved with a mesmerizing grace, and after witnessing the way she moaned, how her toes curled during orgasm, and how she arched her back in response to touch, Aubrey was smitten. Every aspect of Selina Beckett fascinated her. She was the sort of complex painting Aubrey could spend a lifetime trying to dissemble brushstroke by brushstroke. Her gaze slipped to the digital clock on the bedstand. All the time they had was four hours and counting. The sun already set, and every minute brought them closer to departure.
Selina settled on the bed beside her and glanced at the clock too. “We’ll just have to make the most of the time we’ve got,” she said, her voice growing hushed. It was as if Selina could read her mind. Aubrey’s throat tightened. She hated this. The end of vacation was bittersweet enough, but now it signaled the end of the closest thing she’d had to a relationship in five years.
How sad was her life that a weeklong summer fling fit the bill?
Not like she could blame anyone but herself.
Aubrey turned on her side to survey the woman before her. This entire room smelled like Selina’s perfume, the orange blossom and amber that would probably haunt her for months afterward. She’d found Selina gorgeous for years, but nothing compared to the details she’d come to memorize about the woman lying before her. Her button nose, the pronounced dip of her collarbone, her hips, and the couple of dark moles dotting her right arm—every single aspect added another dimension to Selina Beckett.
Aubrey reached out to skim her fingers along the curve of Selina’s face. “Come here, sweetheart. Ride my face.”
“Why, Aubrey Moore, I thought you’d never ask,” Selina responded, her eyes dancing with amusement. She slipped the waistband of her thong down her thighs, the movements slow and tantalizing. Aubrey couldn’t help but watch, growing soaked at the sight. Fuck, she’d come more at the hands of this woman in one day than she had in years. Selina operated on next-level intuition in the bedroom that someone would have to be crazy to pass up.
Aubrey didn’t want to do that, honestly, but tomorrow her life would change, and she refused to make promises she couldn’t keep.
Aubrey settled on her back, bringing her full focus to the beautiful woman before her. If they’d only get these moments, she didn’t want to waste a single one. Selina climbed on top of her hips and took a seat, thighs pressing around her on either side.
Aubrey gave her a knowing glance. “I’ll need you a bit higher if you want to enjoy this.”
Selina’s lips quirked. “I don’t know. I’m enjoying the vantage point plenty.”
Aubrey settled her hands around Selina’s thighs and with a powerful jerk, pulled her closer. Selina climbed up, knees pressing in the bed as she hovered above her. Her relaxed strands were disheveled, and her tawny skin glowed under the amber lamp lights. Those gorgeous thighs on either side of her and the view of Selina’s hot-as-fuck pussy was perfect. Aubrey’s own pussy throbbed as Selina lowered herself down. Aubrey gripped her ass, sinking her fingers into the supple muscles. Fuck, this woman got her so turned on.
She leaned up to take a tentative first lick, sliding her tongue along those dripping folds. When Selina’s arms started to tremble, Aubrey increased her speed and pressure. She aimed higher, toward her sensitive clit. She enjoyed the way Selina’s breaths increased and how her chest heaved in response to the sensation. Aubrey continued to thrum her tongue along Selina’s folds, flicking its tip at her clit over and over again.
From this position, she could easily devour the woman while controlling the tilt of her hips. Selina had never looked hotter, those tits on full display, her sinful ass in Aubrey’s palms and her head tilted back in surrender. Each moan grew louder and louder, the sound reverberating through the air. Aubrey sank into the haze of how much she ached inside at the sight of her, sharp pleasure-pain piercing through each time she licked Selina’s pussy and the woman trembled. Her legs full-out shook at this point, but Aubrey didn’t cease her strokes in the slightest.
She nipped and sucked at Selina’s swollen clit, which had gotten far too much attention over the past twenty-four hours. That technique pushed Selina right over the edge. Her breath caught in her throat as her whole body seized up from the force of her orgasm. Her thighs tightened on either side of Aubrey’s face, her ass clenching as she came. When Selina’s body relaxed, she brought her palms down on either side of Aubrey, her chest rising and falling with punctuated breaths. Selina scooted down until her lips met Aubrey’s in another kiss, as if they hadn’t shared thousands at this point.
Still, Aubrey couldn’t get enough of the smoky, seductive taste, or of the feel of this woman. She couldn’t remember a time when she’d felt this smitten.
When Selina pulled back from the kiss, her lips curled into a grin. “Knocking me breathless again, Moore.” The words came out husky, but the gravity behind them couldn’t be hidden. As she stared into Selina’s umber eyes at the softness and the yearning there, she felt like she was submerged in the ocean and a riptide had yanked her away from solid ground. Around this woman, she was just drowning, drowning, drowning.
“Come on now,” Selina said, rolling off to nudge her in the side. “I’m keeping score here. Your turn. On your hands and knees, sunshine.”
Goddamn, this woman. Normally Aubrey clutched onto control like a steering wheel in a snowstorm, but around Selina, she melted into surrender every time. Somehow, she trusted her, more than she’d allowed herself to trust almost anyone in a long, long time. Aubrey pushed onto her side and pivoted to her hands and knees. Her mind reeled with the thrill of the unknown—one thing she’d come to discover in the past day was how damn inventive Selina was in bed.
She glanced back to see Selina kneeling behind her, their bodies a whisper apart. Selina ran her hands down Aubrey’s thighs, the simple touch sending a thrill cascading through her entire body.
“You look so damn hot like that,” she murmured, her lips quirking in a grin. She let out a puff of breath, this time drawing her nails up the insides of Aubrey’s thighs. If she was turned on before, it was nothing compared to now. Her legs shook from the delicious sensation, and her nipples ached, the pointed tips taut with desire. She could feel the moistness pooling between her folds. Aubrey was bare to Selina like this, vulnerable in a way she rarely allowed herself.
Selina raked her nails along the insides of Aubrey’s thighs again. Aubrey’s fingers curled into the sheets in front of her as she focused all of her willpower on remaining upright. Selina gave a light push to her upper back, sending her down to her elbows. Her other hand circled her ass. She slapped Aubrey’s right cheek with the sort of sting that made her pussy pulse.
“God, I need you to fuck me,” Aubrey gasped out, her voice desperate. Her forehead pressed into the sheets, and she braced herself as Selina swiped her fingers between her folds. Aubrey could feel her spreading the moisture along the seams. Within moments, the woman had thrust her two fingers in all the way, her other hand resting on Aubrey’s ass. Slowly, Selina began to pump her fingers inside her. White, hot sparks flew from Aubrey’s fingertips to her toes, and the moans slipped from her lips unabashed.
Her entire body buzzed. Aubrey was so turned on by each movement, every glide of Selina’s fingers deep inside bringing her closer and closer. Her body had never felt this sensitized before, this attuned to someone’s touch, but Selina worked magic with her fingers, her tongue, and her teeth, every time. When she was here in this bed, Aubrey could let go, and she didn’t know if she’d ever find bliss like this again.
As Selina thrust harder, she leaned in against her to reach around, brushing the fingertips of her free hand over Aubrey’s nipple. The sensation was electric, like tiny lightning bolts arcing through her. Selina pinched her nipple, not ceasing the rhythm of her fingers, and Aubrey almost came on the spot. Selina’s legs brushed against hers, the silk of her skin, the scent of sweat between them, and the inexorable heat all bringing her closer and closer.
So many times in the past, she had to grit her teeth and deal when women tried to do clit play even though it never quite felt comfortable. After one conversation with Selina, she veered into best-sex-of-her-life territory. The woman made her dream in a way she hadn’t allowed herself to for a long time.
Aubrey bucked back in time to Selina’s powerful thrusts, sweat prickling on her forehead as her breaths snagged in her throat. Selina moved from teasing her nipple to grabbing her breast, and then sliding her palm along her waist until she was gripping her hips tightly. Each thrust caused her to blink back stars, and she was so close to coming she could scream. An addictive tension mounted inside her, one Aubrey wanted more and more of. Her mind swirled until all she could focus on was riding Selina’s fingers as her elbows and nails dug into the sheets, droplets of sweat blurring her eyes.
Selina thrust in deep, deeper, until she couldn’t hold back any longer. Aubrey’s pussy pulsed around her fingers as she careened over the edge.
Sheer bliss radiated through her as her vision blanked out, her whole body floating with this intense high. Aubrey’s thighs trembled, and her forehead stuck to the sheets, coated in sweat as she let out a shaky breath that she hadn’t realized she’d held. Aubrey sailed on the thrill, like coursing down a lazy river until she drifted back to solid earth.
Selina pulled her fingers out of her, running her palms around her waist, her hips, her thighs, the tender caresses almost too much to bear. “Hey,” Selina murmured, her voice low. “Come here, beautiful.” She lowered onto the bed, leaning on her side to face Aubrey.
Aubrey slumped to the other side, their sweat-slicked bodies inches apart and their noses almost touching. Their heavy breaths mingled between them. Aubrey rested her palm on Selina’s waist while Selina speared her fingers through Aubrey’s hair, wild and mussed from the sheer amount of time they’d spent between the sheets today. She couldn’t look away from this woman’s tender gaze, finding the same thread of desperation reflected back at her.
They lay there in silence for a while, memorizing each other’s features, the sound of their breaths cutting through the quiet of the room. Aubrey slid her fingertips up until she rested her hand over Selina’s heart, mesmerized by the wild way it beat. How could she express the delirious elation that lifted her up every time this woman entered the room? The truth was, the words stuck in her throat, no matter how much she wanted to say more.
Her reality lay waiting in the back of her mind like the final seconds of a bomb ready to detonate. Ready to destroy any happiness she tried to grasp onto. She just surrendered to the languid touches, the taste of Selina lingering on her lips, and the heady way she felt every time they locked eyes, like they’d stumbled onto a secret oasis in the wilderness, some treasure far greater than either of them had expected.
The remaining hours ticked by in this cocoon of warmth, of bliss, of longing, until those hours turned to minutes, and the time to return to the rental arrived.
Aubrey searched around the floor for her clothes from yesterday which had been flung around and forgotten from the moment she locked herself away in Selina’s room. She tugged on her underwear and ripped jeans, and snapped her bra back on. She paused, crop top in hand, as she glanced over at Selina, who lounged on the bed wearing absolutely nothing.
“You’re going to make leaving impossible,” she murmured, hoping Selina didn’t notice the roughness of her voice. Aubrey slung the crop top over her head before she crossed the space to kneel on the bed. She stared at her balled fists. “I don’t want this to be over.”
Except Selina had made her terms clear—they had until the end of their vacation, which had arrived. Aubrey couldn’t even fight for the relationship if she wanted to. Not now, while Mom’s health was in limbo and her whole world could come crumbling down at any moment. Who would want to start a relationship like that?
Selina’s hand met hers, and their fingers intertwined. For a moment, Aubrey sat on the bed frozen in place, unwilling to move. If she just stayed here, she could keep avoiding reality. If she just stayed here, she could pretend Selina was hers.
Selina pressed her lips together, and a shadow crossed over her eyes. When she looked up and their gazes met, Aubrey swallowed. The same pain radiated there.
“Guess I’ll be seeing you around, sunshine,” Selina said, the words coming out hoarse. Aubrey felt them scrape over her bones.
She closed the distance between them, and their lips met. They’d shared hundreds of kisses, but this one twisted her insides. This one contained all of the unspoken words that weighted the air between them, every last truth she wanted to confess to this woman, every promise she wished she could make. Selina tasted sweet, the tang of her swollen lips holding Aubrey’s heart captive. Her eyes pricked, and she pulled away before her emotions got the better of her.
“I’ll see you back home, sweetheart,” Aubrey said, pushing up off the bed. Her fingers trembled as she slipped into her shoes. She glanced at Selina one last time before reaching for the handle. “Never change, Selina Beckett.”
At that, she turned the cold knob and stepped into the darkened hallway, leaving her heart behind.