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Shauna and Jackie’s first two years of college apart had been difficult, though not unbearable, with Shauna in Rhode Island and Jackie still caught within the confinement of New Jersey. They met up as many weekends as they possibly could, often skipping one or many of their Thursday classes to be able to make the trip to the other. They also spent the entirety of their summers together, as they always had. It was difficult, but they were making it work.
(For the most part they were making it work. Of course, there were weekends where one of them was too busy to try and see the other, or something came up and the scheduled meets just fell out. It was the beginning of many arguments between the two of them that often resulted in a phone hanging up and a long apology later within the night that undoubtedly always ended with an “I just miss you. I’m sorry.”. They always forgave each other quickly after the matter.)
That’s why when Shauna received an unexpected “I’m coming over tonight.” text from Jackie in the early afternoon on a Thursday, before her last class of the week, Shauna had immediately known that it was to ask her about the avoidance she’d been giving the girl for the past three weeks.
It wasn’t as if it was on purpose. Okay, well, maybe it was on purpose. But she hadn’t meant it in a mean way. It was the opposite, actually.
Shauna had been slowly distancing herself from Jackie since the blonde had come out to her as a lesbian, just over three weeks ago. Shauna was happy for her. Really, she was more than happy. She’d practically screamed when Jackie had called her and told her about the realization she’d had.
It was the fact that Shauna knew that she now had to wrestle with the feelings that she’d known she’d had for Jackie for years now at least ten times harder. Knowing that the other girl was into girls had created an entirely new problem for her that she’d refused to confront with herself, refused to even write about it. She thought that if she put some distance between the two of them, maybe it would finally go away. Maybe, just maybe, they could go back to being the best friends that they were in highschool, before Shauna had even realized the cause of her possessiveness over Jackie.
(This was before Shauna had slept with Jackie’s boyfriend of the time, Jeff, during the fall of their senior year. That had caused an entirely new problem, one that had them stop speaking for an entirety of two long, grueling months. Shauna had been the one to break the radio silence. Their talk had gone about as smoothly as a cliff, Jackie not choosing to speak to her for another month, and not forgiving her for another one after that.
Shauna had never given her a true explanation, just a long string of Jackie, I’m sorrys and I just miss you, please forgive mes, as she hadn’t really known what it was that had driven her to try to gain the one thing that meant that she could be as close to the other girl as possible in the first place. After all, if Jackie had been intimate with Jeff, and then Shauna had been intimate with him, too, what more could bring them closer and tie them further together? What could separate them if Jeff had made up for the missing I love you that Jackie had never given her, if Shauna had smelled Jackie’s perfume on him while the two of them had sex in his car and it drove her to finish? The two of them would be tied together, and Jackie would be with her forever. It made perfect sense in her head, at the time.)
So, Shauna was happy for her. Really happy for her, even if it meant that she would be even further trapped inside of the glass house that in actuality was a prison inside of her mind.
***
Shauna had returned to her apartment an hour earlier, immediately dropping her things on the floor of her room and then attempting to cook something for dinner in her kitchen. She was very soon after met with a rapid and impatient knock on her front door, finding a very angry looking Jackie behind it.
Jackie shoved her way past Shauna when the brunette pulled it open, shoving her shoes off and making her way to the kitchen as she always had when she arrived. She took a seat on one of the stools behind the island, waiting patiently for Shauna to take her usual spot across from her.
“You’re being weird again.” Jackie finally spoke when Shauna returned to her place on the other side of the island, in front of her cutting board.
Jackie’s tone was knowing, if not a little guarded, and it caused Shauna’s head to shoot up from where it had previously been turned down and attempting to be focused on the carrot she was cutting. The knife almost slipped from her hand completely as she felt her stomach sink at Jackie’s tone.
Forcing a nonchalant, “What?”, all else she could do was shrug her shoulders and turn her head back down.
Jackie’s eyebrows furrowed from where she was perched on a stool on the other side of the island, shaking her head.
“What do you mean, what? Did you think I haven’t noticed how weird you’ve been the past few weeks? You’ve been, like, really distant. More than your normal.”
Shauna tried to shrug it off, act like she had no idea what Jackie was talking about. “No I haven’t.”
“Shauna Marie.”
Shauna’s head shot up at the command in Jackie’s tone. She clenched her jaw.
“Jacqueline.” She bit out, holding her ground.
Jackie’s eyebrows furrowed, pain striking her features for a brief moment. “Did I do something? Does this have anything to do with…” her voice got quieter, insecure, almost. “You know?”
Shauna’s heart sank, guilt immediately flooding her gut.
“Jackie, no. I’ve just been, I don’t know, busy.” She half mumbled.
“Seriously?” Jackie’s tone was more accusatory than anything else now.
“Yeah, seriously, Jackie. I’ve had a lot of homework.”
“You’ve had homework for three weeks? I haven’t seen you in almost a month because you’ve been too ‘busy’?”
Shauna dropped the knife that was in her hand, her temper beginning to flare. “Did you come here just to argue with me?”
Jackie flinched, slightly, but Shauna noticed it.
“I came here because I missed you.” She said softly. “I just wanted to see you and I was confused.”
Shauna sighed, dragging a hand across her face and pushing her curls back away from her eyes.
“I missed you too.” She said, not nearly convincing enough.
If Jackie noticed, she ignored it, pushing forward with a, “Then what’s wrong? We, like, haven't spoken barely at all, either.”
“Nothing, I’ve just been stressed,” Shauna shrugged.
Jackie scoffed, her “You know what?” followed by a bitter laugh. “Fine.” She stood up, footsteps urgent but light as she went to grab her shoes and aim for the door. “Keep your secrets. It wouldn’t be the first time.”
Shauna’s stomach shifted uneasily, panic forcing out a choked “Jackie, wait, please,” though her body did not move from where it was standing on the opposite side of the island.
“No, Shauna. I’m tired of this stupid, twisted bullshit with you where you avoid my questions and play these mind games with me. You always act like nothing is wrong when something clearly is.”
Jackie shook her head before it fell toward the floor. She sniffled, quietly, and if she hadn’t turned back to look at Shauna, the brunette wouldn’t have noticed the glassy look that now covered her best friend’s eyes. She opened her mouth for a brief moment, the ghost of something painted across her lips before she promptly shut it again and clenched her jaw. Another soft scoff was the only movement that moved her body.
“Jax,” Shauna’s whisper was quiet but held entirely too much weight. When Jackie’s neck snapped up again to look at her, Shauna was met with seemingly angry red eyes, though they weren’t really angry at all.
That was betrayal laced across Jackie’s features, and a lot more started to make sense to Shauna.
Shauna cleared her throat, trying again. “Jackie.”
A quiet, tortured sound tore its way from the blonde’s throat, not that Shauna heard it. “Stop it, Shauna.”
Shauna’s heart rate picked up, feeling the strands of hope that she was so desperately clinging to begin to slip away from her even further. It wasn’t what Jackie said, necessarily, but the way she said it. The finality of it.
Jackie wasn’t done, either. “Just stop it. If you don’t want to talk about things with me anymore that’s fine, Shauna, it’s fine, but don’t lie to me. I can’t take it when you lie to me.” A pause. “You know that.”
Hadn’t Shauna been lying to her from the beginning? The feelings that she smothered away into a far, dark corner inside of her mind certainly didn’t imply that she’d ever been telling the truth. Their friendship was built on a foundation of lies and Shauna had known it since the start. She’d lied about her feelings for years, lied about Jeff, lied about her early admission to Brown, lied about so much.
“That’s not what I’m trying to do-”
A huff from Jackie. “Right.”
The two of them held each other's eye for a moment, one silent and betrayed, the other ever defensive and scared.
Jackie was the one to break it with a huff and a grip on the doorknob.
“Don’t worry about next weekend, I guess.” She spat.
(The question about the burden of choice is, when you’re faced with something that you’ve wanted since before you could remember wanting it, do you give into the fear of accepting the unknown? Or do you deny it entry because of that fear? Will it be worth it in the end? Will the ends justify the means? What if there is no end? Just means?
What’s a lifetime of peace and achievement if you’re willing to let go of the one thing that you’ve so desperately wanted as soon as it’s presented in front of you?)
Jackie’s hand turned the doorknob, allowing the cold draft to blow inside of the door, and Shauna threw all caution to the wind, universe and its consequences be damned.
A tangled knot in her throat scraped against her vocal chords as she struggled to get out a forced, choked, “I love you, Jackie.”
It wasn’t as if Shauna had never said the words before. In fact, she’d said it plenty of times throughout her life and the course of their friendship. It often felt like second nature to her to murmur the words in farewell to her best friend or after thanking her for something important.
It was the way she said it this time, the weight — the baggage — the statement held that made it obvious that she wasn’t just talking about their deep friend love.
Shauna knew it as soon as she watched Jackie's entire body freeze in time, the sudden stillness allowing the confession to hang freely and alone in the air. It was a long, long moment before Jackie turned, her throat bobbing with what Shauna could have sworn was an overflow of emotion.
No more than a whisper, all she asked was a quiet, “What?”
Shauna’s heart thundered inside of her chest, the muscle threatening to break free from its safe harbor inside of her fragile rib cage. Her jaw flexed repeatedly as she clamped her teeth together.
“I love you,” She said again, this time stronger.
Jackie inhaled sharply through her nose, jaw now parted in what Shauna couldn’t decipher was awe, shock, or a nauseating combination of both. Her fingers did not move to close the door, but they did not move to open it further, either.
She swallowed, exhaling a deep breath. “Say that again.”
Shauna’s fingers twitched at her side, uncomfortable, but forever willing to do Jackie’s bidding.
“I love you,” She bit out.
A shiver shook Jackie’s spine and it wasn’t from the cold.
“Again?” It came out as more of a question than Jackie had originally intended for it to.
“I love you,” Shauna said, and it began to sound more like something she knew how to say, was used to saying, something that was as easy as it was to breathe.
Jackie sighed as if her ears had finally registered what Shauna was saying, as if her brain had just confirmed what she thought she already knew. Her shoulders slumped from their previously rigid posture, fingers slipping from their place on the doorknob with it. The motion pushed the door itself shut as the blonde turned herself fully to where Shauna was still cemented to the floor.
Jackie tilted her chin up in either pride or forced confidence. Shauna wasn't really sure which one it was. She swallowed.
“Again.”
Shauna wasn’t really sure what Jackie was attempting to do, or what she was trying to prove, but she did as she was told.
“I love you,” She gritted out.
She could have sworn that the edges of Jackie’s lips were fighting to twist into a smile. Jackie tilted her head expectantly, and, Shauna being Shauna, understood immediately.
“I love you, Jackie.”
Jackie nodded, almost cockily, beginning to take slow steps toward her.
Shauna felt an unexpected and inappropriate jolt of heat in her lower abdomen. She ignored it.
“Do you?” Jackie asked.
Shauna squirmed, face flushed and head moving up and down rapidly before she really even meant for it to.
No sound filled the room except for the sound of gentle footsteps for several moments.
Shauna stood silently, heart rate rising with each passing second and refusing to look up.
“Say it again, Shauna,” she murmured when she was no more than five feet in front of her.
Shauna’s fists clenched at her sides, head roaring from inside of her skull. “I love you.”
“Again.” Jackie’s voice was gravelly.
“I love you.”
“Again.”
Jackie took another step toward her, Shauna now taking a step backward to match it at their close proximity. Jackie’s piercing, hungry stare combined with her already racing heart was making her feel dizzy.
“I love you.” The words forced themselves from her throat.
“Again.”
It was in that moment that Shauna’s back thudded softly against the counter, a soft, choked sound tearing itself from her throat.
“I love you.”
“Again, Shauna.”
Jackie’s voice was light — teasing — while still remaining scratchy and low. It made Shauna’s legs feel jellied against the wall.
Her breathing started to pick up and match her heart rate. “I love you.”
Jackie stepped closer, face hovering just slightly below eye level to Shauna. Her eyes flicked to Shauna’s lips.
Shauna’s body shook in response.
Jackie’s tongue darted out to wet her lips. “Again.”
Shauna’s fingers twitched, desperate to reach out and touch Jackie, desperate to do something.
“I love you, Jax,” she whispered.
Jackie smiled this time, tilting her head once more.
“Yeah?”
Shauna felt something inside of her body snap and break loose, hands shooting forward with reckless abandon to settle on Jackie’s hips and haul her forward. Jackie immediately parted her lips, colliding with Shauna’s more messily than anything else as her hands tangled in the base of Shauna’s hair.
Shauna’s teeth clamped down gently on Jackie’s lower lip as Shauna swallowed Jackie’s surprised moan. It caused her hips to involuntarily jump forward, chasing relief to the burning sensation in her lower stomach that had now increased tenfold. Jackie tightened her grip on the brunette’s hair.
Jackie groaned as Shauna’s grip tightened on her waist, pulling her own hips into the darker haired girl’s. Shauna’s right hand reached under the side of Jackie’s shirt, finding a tether in her hot skin.
“Shauna.” Jackie bit out, panting.
Shauna pulled back reluctantly, air filling her burning, oxygen deprived lungs. Her eyes searched, wanton and desperate.
“Yeah?”
Jackie swallowed, breathing equally as fast as Shauna’s and eyes filled with the same heady look. She shook her head left and right.
“I love you too.” She whispered.
A pathetic noise escaped Shauna’s throat, Jackie pulling their faces back together in hopes to swallow her’s this time. Shauna panted into her mouth, each of one’s exhale turning into the other’s inhale.
Shauna’s thigh found harbor between Jackie’s legs as the blonde pushed her further into the counter, both of them groaning into each other's mouths at the contact. Shauna used the hand that was still on Jackie’s hip to guide her against it, her other hand reaching around to cup Jackie through her bra.
Jackie let out another soft moan into Shauna’s mouth as her tongue swept across Jackie’s lip. Jackie, equally eager, met Shauna’s with her own as she grinded down onto Shauna’s jeaned thigh.
Shauna pushed her back, Jackie letting out a whimper or protest at the loss of Shauna’s leg between her own as the brunette backed her toward the bedroom door. Desperate and unable to get enough of the other, Jackie’s back thudded against the hard wood as Shauna fumbled the doorknob open.
“Need my hands on you,” Shauna half breathed, half mumbled into Jackie’s mouth.
Jackie nodded rapidly, tightening her grip on Shauna’s hair. She tugged softly, earning an appreciated grunt from the other girl.
The two of them stumbled into Shauna’s room, albeit barely, a tangle of hands and teeth and limbs knotted together as one. Shauna’s foot kicked the door shut behind her in the process as she continued backing the shorter girl toward the edge of the bed.
Jackie’s hands moved rapidly in an attempt to rid Shauna of her flannel, deft fingers moving quickly to shove it off of the slightly taller girl’s shoulders. Shauna let her, of course.
Jackie whimpered as the back of her knees knocked into the mattress, falling back. Shauna immediately followed over her, their lips never disconnecting and getting dangerously close to devouring each other whole.
Jackie broke the kiss, breathing hard, staring at the sight of Shauna towering over her. Shauna stared back, eyes darting across Jackie’s face and down toward the red flush that was now spread over Jackie’s chest and neck. Shauna’s hand reached and she set her palm flat against Jackie’s chest, effectively pinning her down. She felt the blonde’s heart race underneath her fingertips.
Shauna’s thigh slowly searched and found its place in between Jackie’s legs again, the two of them holding each other’s eye contact as the blonde grinded up into her and let out a soft moan from her lips.
Shauna’s breath caught in her throat, Jackie tugging her forward again. Their lips collided, all spit and teeth and tongues and years of yearning finally set free from its cage in their hearts.
“Shauna.” Jackie panted in between messy kisses.
“Jax,” Shauna groaned right back onto her tongue.
Jackie started to say something, struggling already, but the words completely died in her throat as Shauna adjusted her thigh to hit a particularly really good spot. Jackie’s left hand scrambled free of its place in Shauna’s curls, reaching to dig her fingers into Shauna’s shoulder in a pathetic attempt to hold onto something.
It lasted only a brief moment before she grabbed the hand that Shauna had pinned to her chest, dragging it underneath her shirt and over her bra once more. Jackie moaned as Shauna kneaded her hand where it was now cupped over Jackie.
“Shauna, please.” Jackie finally stammered out, breath almost completely lost from her lungs.
Shauna hummed into her mouth, gripping her harder as her other hand held her upright. She pushed her thigh harder against Jackie, moving it in sync with the blonde as she canted her hips in a steady rhythm against her.
Shauna shifted her position above Jackie, the heat in her abdomen becoming close to unbearable as she worked against the girl underneath her.
“Fuck, Jax.” She breathed out into her mouth.
Jackie nodded in agreement, chest and hips both pushing up further into Shauna’s touch. She moaned again, hips catching and beginning to lose their quick rhythm.
“Shauna, I can’t, I feel like I’m gonna-”
Shauna swallowed her words, pulling her hand away from where she was cupping Jackie over her bra. She used both hands to push and hold herself up above the girl underneath her, looking down at her.
Jackie’s eyes were crazed, desire and want — no, need — etched across all of her features. She struggled to gulp down air, lips swollen and red.
Shauna switched arms, using her left to hold her up and her right to search for the buttons of Jackie’s pants. She looked at her, questioning in her eyes, the silent is this okay? Noticed by the other girl immediately.
Jackie shook her head frantically, practically begging.
Shauna undid the first of them, pulling her knee away with a soft whimper from Jackie. She followed with the second, pulling down the zipper of her pants and was immediately met with heat . She never once looked away, holding her eyes to Jackie’s as the blonde did the same. Jackie’s gaze was challenging, almost.
“Please, Shauna.” Jackie forced out, losing a battle that was already lost.
Shauna groaned in response, fingers reaching to cup Jackie through her underwear. She pushed the butt of her palm against Jackie’s sex, immediately met with wetness that had soaked through the thin fabric.
Heat flared inside of Shauna again, the wetness that was coming from herself in response to Jackie drenching the inside of her clothes and spreading itself across the insides of her thighs. She clenched her legs together.
Jackie yanked Shauna forward, burying the sound that escaped her throat in Shauna’s mouth. The blonde’s hips jerked up, desperate for something, anything.
Shauna, ever wanting to please Jackie, pushed her palm harder into Jackie, the two of them moaning in tandem as Jackie’s hips worked against her.
(In hindsight, it was almost like a poem of its own, except nothing that Shauna could have ever written would have compared to this, to this feeling, to Jackie.)
Jackie’s hips bucked restlessly and without a real rhythm, trying to get more of Shauna but somehow ever unable to get enough of her.
“Shauna, I need more, I- Please, just-”
“I know, Jax.” Shauna breathed into her mouth, pulling her hand away from Jackie. “Take off your pants.”
Jackie swallowed thickly, moving back on Shauna’s bed towards her pillows and quickly ridding herself of both her jeans and her underwear. She practically ripped Shauna back on top of her, the two of them colliding again in a tangle of teeth and spit and tongues.
Shauna made quick work of her fingers, ever impatient and needy, immediately reaching between the two of them and dragging her fingers through Jackie’s sex. When she found the excessive amount of wet heat waiting for her, she groaned into Jackie’s mouth. Jackie panted right back.
Shauna prodded with gentle but experienced fingers, egging Jackie on at the soft whimpers she got in response. She swallowed all of them whole.
When Shauna slipped one, two fingers inside of Jackie, she could have sworn that Jackie stopped breathing for a moment. The blonde slipped her tongue inside of Shauna’s mouth, groaning when Shauna responded with her own right back.
“Move, Shauna,” Jackie practically growled.
Shauna inhaled sharply, teeth biting down on Jackie’s lip as she began to pump two fingers in and out of her, curling them as she slid back in. Jackie gasped into Shauna’s mouth as she hit a spot deep inside of her, her hips grinding up against her hand. Shauna’s palm came in contact with Jackie’s clit once more and the sound that the blonde made in response was nothing similar to the holiness of Catholicism that Shauna had once learned.
Shauna kept a steady pace, devouring Jackie’s sweet, soft sounds whole in their entirety Jackie continued to grind against her.
Jackie’s hands scrambled for perch on Shauna, anywhere she could get ahold of, and she quickly found her way underneath Shauna’s shirt and dug her nails into the brunette’s back. Shauna moaned into Jackie’s mouth at the slight sting.
“Fucking- Shauna-” Jackie choked out.
“Hm, Jax?”
“You are so good at that-”
Shauna, care long gone, dignity stripped away, confessed, “I’d get off to the thought of you. You learn things.”
Jackie moaned, loudly and without caution. Shauna felt her clench around her hand, her middle and ring fingers moving quicker at the fresh rush of wet heat that met her. She curled her fingers inside of the blonde, pumping quickly in and out of her.
“You feel good,” Shauna grunted into Jackie’s ear, nipping at her earlobe.
Jackie struggled to breathe, soft noises escaping her throat to Shauna’s waiting mouth.
“Shauna, I-”
Shauna knew what she meant. “I know, Jax. You can. I’ve got you.”
Jackie’s grip on Shauna’s back tightened, her nails piercing Shauna’s pale skin hard enough to threaten to draw blood. Jackie moaned into Shauna’s mouth through her release, Shauna’s teeth clamping down on her bottom lip in waiting.
Shauna stroked Jackie through her aftershocks, murmuring sweet nothings into her ear as she did so. It wasn’t until Jackie’s body slumped underneath her, heart thundering underneath tan skin, before Shauna started to lean back off of her.
Jackie’s hand immediately clamped around Shauna’s wrist, dragging her back to where she was laying and flipping their positions entirely.
“My turn.” Jackie said softly to Shauna’s shocked face underneath where she was straddling her.
It took Shauna a brief moment before she nodded rapidly, taking the opportunity to sit up and slide her hands under Jackie’s shirt again. Jackie’s hips jumped against Shauna’s, still sensitive, before reaching for the hem of Shauna’s shirt. Shauna quickly obliged, reaching her hands over her head and allowing Jackie what she wanted.
Jackie, distracted, didn’t fight Shauna as she flipped them again and murmured, “I want to ride you,” gently to Jackie in response to her questioning look.
Jackie nodded her head repeatedly, allowing Shauna to slump backwards and rid herself of her own jeans and underwear.
Shauna made quick work of it, too, because she soon climbed onto Jackie’s lap and settled herself there. Jackie, hands shaky and, surprisingly enough to Shauna, skilled, took the opportunity to nudge Shauna’s hips up slightly so the brunette could sink down on two of her fingers.
She took Shauna’s pathetic moan onto her tongue and swallowed it, the sound eternally confined within her body and mind. Shauna’s hips grinded back and forth on Jackie’s fingers, long and deft and making quick work of her.
“Fuck, Shauna,” Jackie breathed into her mouth, in which Shauna groaned in response.
“Jackie,” She whined.
Jackie smiled into their kiss, a string of saliva connecting their mouths as they broke briefly apart before colliding again. Shauna’s hands held onto Jackie’s shoulders as she struggled to keep her rhythm above her.
Shauna felt the heat in her stomach curl and bloom again as Jackie pushed herself further inside of her, fingertips sliding against the spot in her core that drove her further to release and total, utter insanity.
Jackie’s lips connected with Shauna’s neck, careless and rough as her tongue and teeth created beautiful bruises against her skin. Shauna moaned at the contact, the slight pain of it creating an entirely new rush inside of her.
Good, Shauna thought. Mark me, let it linger, let it tie us together in the way I failed to do.
“Jax.”
Jackie pulled back from Shauna’s neck, the ghost of a smile on her lips as her eyes flitted from the marks on Shauna’s neck to her brown eyes.
“Yeah, babe?”
Shauna’s breath caught in her throat as her hips continued to grind forward on Jackie’s moving fingers, eyes pleading and desperate and all too needy.
“Where the hell did you learn this?” She breathed out, shaking her head.
Jackie tilted her own head, eyes flicking to Shauna’s lips and back up again.
“You’re not the only one that’d touch yourself to the thought of someone, Shauna.”
Shauna moaned as Jackie brought their lips back together, clashing and messy, teeth knocking against one another. Her hips snapped forward again, Jackie’s hand on her waist guiding her.
“Jackie, I swear to god, I’m-”
“I know, Shauna.”
Shauna’s hand tangled itself at the base of Jackie’s hair, tugging slightly in hopes to tether herself to the sanity she knew would soon slip away from her. It was slipping, slipping, slipping-
“I slept with Jeff because I wanted to be close to you,” Shauna gasped, needing to say it, burying her face in the space between Jackie’s shirt and bare neck. “I came when I smelled your perfume on his neck.”
Jackie answered wordlessly by working her fingers quicker, groaning into Shauna’s hair.
“I broke up with him because I was angry that he got to touch you before I ever did.” Jackie finally said in response after a moment.
Shauna snapped, teeth clamping down on Jackie’s pulse point as relief and ecstasy flooded her entire body. She moaned, recklessly and without care, the reverberations clawing their way through Jackie’s skin.
Jackie didn’t slow down, though, continuing to work Shauna, hand still guiding her hips, even as Shauna lost her rhythm entirely and became a mess of movement, wet thighs, and shakiness. Jackie stroked Shauna through her initial aftershocks and let it drive the brunette to her second release, whining onto Jackie’s bottom lip as she failed to connect them.
Shauna’s body, sweat-slicked and shaking, slumped against Jackie, legs twitching and breathing ragged and uneven. She nuzzled her nose into Jackie’s pulse point on her neck, placing soft, sloppy and wet kisses there until Jackie’s hips jumped involuntarily.
“Shauna,” She warned.
“I’m not done with you,” Shauna murmured in response, taking a moment to gather herself, before flipping their bodies over again.
They went until the near break of the morning, devouring and consuming each other wholly and whole, nothing but the night being able to swallow them.