Savannah took no time at all to get down to business. I assumed she had also done a fair amount of reading on a number of intimate activities. She was assertive as she forced me over onto my back and held me down. She purred in my ear, "Can I try something?"
I didn't know what she meant at first. I could barely think and she started out being only concerned with my breasts. She licked my nipples and pinched at them. She pulled and was being much more rough than I'd expected. She bit down hard on one and began to suck ravenously. I gasped involuntarily and then laughed. Once satisfied she kissed me all the way down my stomach and didn't stop. I was already turned on and when she took my clit in her mouth my hands clinched my bedspread.
She opened my legs farther and then used her thumbs to spread me open. She dipped her tongue inside me and then licked the length of my clit.
"Oh, Jesus..." I said and she laughed, my toes and fingers curling.
All of the amazing things about when she kissed me she also did on my lower lips. She slipped one of her fingers inside of me and used the perfect combination of gentle passion and then surprising ferocity.
"Savannah..." I panted. She was taking me so close to the edge and then pulling back, rather cruelly. I couldn't imagine her doing it on purpose. She couldn't possibly have done so much reading. I put my hands into her hair and forced her face into me, pushing my hips up toward her at the same time. She sucked on my clit and fingered me with perfect timing making me feel out of touch with my own body and yet on fire.
She took her free hand and dragged her nails down my thigh which sent a surge of pain. She wasn't gentle about it at all and dug into my leg as she forced her other finger far inside of me. At the same time she sucked and played with my clit with her tongue. My thighs were on fire. When I came a second later and clinched my teeth, letting out a throaty moan. It felt like it had taken forever, but it couldn't have actually been more than a few minutes. I had already been so close.
She gently kissed me as I finished spasming. My eyes were tightly closed and my head craned back. I let go of her hair and lifted her head. I stroked her cheek with my eyes still closed. She kissed my stomach and then rested her chin there.
I lay quietly, allowing my heart rate and breathing to slow. Savannah lightly tickled my sides and drew formless designs on me with her fingertips. I wanted to tell her I loved her and tell her all of the things she deserved to hear from someone - all of that cheesy stupid shit that people say in movies. When I regained control of my body my hands were still shaking slightly, I urged her back up to kiss me.
She paused and looked a little befuddled, "You want me to kiss you...after?" She cocked her head to the side, "Is that ok? Is that something people do? I didn't read-"
"I don't care, Sav."
Shrugging, she seemed convinced enough. She kissed me sweetly and her lips tasted like beer and mint now with slightly salty tinge. She lay lightly on top of me and kept her hands on my cheeks. I lightly held onto her waist and we were both a little sticky with sweat.
Savannah pulled away and sat up slightly. She licked her lips and sighed then she said, "I wish you were a boy."
I closed my eyes and squeezed her waist. "I don't," I said. "Not after that performance. Louis should read whatever the fuck you've been reading."
"Did I do ok?"
I looked at her like she was stupid and she smiled, pleased with herself. She actually looked a little smug about it.
She sat up and rolled off of me. I looked up at her and she sat beside me. She touched me as she had the first time, gently with her fingertips and her palms. She stroked the underside of my breast and felt each of my ribs. I heard the keys in the front door and she froze.
"Shh," I lifted my index finger to my lips.
Wanda said loudly, "Look, Travis. Santa put some presents under that little tree and it ain't even Christmas yet!"
He laughed and the refrigerator opened then closed. I heard two beers open and heard someone turn the television up louder then I only heard them speaking to one another in muffled tones. Savannah giggled.
"What's funny?" I whispered.
"Is this what it's supposed to be like in high school when you sneak your boyfriend over to fool around?"
"Yes," I said.
"I'm years behind."
"You're making up for lost time, I guess."
She bent down and kissed me then said, "Is it weird that I like kissing you?"
"No."
"But you're a girl."
"I know."
She pouted, "I don't think it makes me a bad person."
"It doesn't."
She kissed me again and said, "Could I borrow some pajamas and a toothbrush? I forgot to pack a sleepover bag since I didn't know we'd be having a sleepover."
"Yeah. You want another beer?"
"Sure," she smiled and I sat up.
"You really are beautiful," I said. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt then tossed some flannel pants and another tee in her direction. I emerged and padded into the kitchen as if nothing were amiss. "Don't open your presents until Christmas," I told them both.
"Is that Savannah's car parked in my spot?" Wanda asked, not turning around.
"Yep," I grabbed the two beers and then opened them.
"She hidin' in your room?"
"I'm not hiding," Savannah said from the hall. "Hi, Miss Wanda. Hi, Travis. I didn't want to drive all the way home while it was snowing in the dark."
"That's fine, honey. I'll even make some breakfast in the mornin'."
