Insatiable. It was a word that always made Beca smirk because it just sounded so dramatic and worthy of some sappy romantic novel. When people would describe their significant others as insatiable, she just never fully grasped what that really meant. Until she met Chloe.
Because Chloe Beale...she was insatiable. And she made Beca feel the same. Like there was a constant need that could just never be satisfied. Beca had never wanted someone so intensely so constantly as she had Chloe.
It was going on 2 months of dating for Beca and Chloe. And for Beca it had been both exhilarating and exhausting in the best way. They spent everyday together or at least texting constantly. Chloe had even come up with an affectionate way of saying goodbye or goodnight by using green and yellow heart emojis, in honor of the Packers of course. Beca was green, Chloe was yellow. It was soft and disgusting, yet Beca loved it. Not that she'd admit it to anyone.
Unfortunately for Beca, while she loved Chloe's obsession with the Packers and supported, football season felt like it lasted forever. And apparently the Packers were good enough to make it to the playoffs, so it would be going on even longer. Not that Beca minded terribly, sometimes she just felt a little...neglected. Especially when it was a game day.
Like this particular Sunday. Beca hadn't exactly planned to stay at Chloe's Saturday night after their date, but one thing had led to another and here she was. (It was rather foolish of her to think she could have just had a quick drink at Chloe's apartment without it leading to more.) They had started keeping spare clothes and toiletries at each other's apartments anyway so it wasn't that big of a deal.
The slightly bigger issue for Beca at the moment was her lack of attention from her girlfriend. She was prepared for Chloe's focus to be on the Packers game for a large portion of Sunday afternoon, but Beca was still bored. And Chloe wasn't picking up her sighs of boredom or the way Beca fidgeted nervously on the couch, not even glancing Beca's way.
After a commercial break, Beca rolled over on the couch and put her head in Chloe's lap, feet dangling over the armrest. Chloe didn't take her eyes off the TV but her hand instinctively went to Beca's head and started stroking through her curls and massaging her scalp. It was almost making Beca doze off for an afternoon nap when Chloe accidentally gripped her hair as she yelled a few profanities at the team after a turnover. Beca was also nearly jostled out of her lap because when Chloe got mad, she got mad with her whole body.
"Hello? I'm literally right here." Beca pushed herself up and returned to her spot on the end of the couch.
"You put your head there; you knew the risks." Chloe side-eyed her with a playful glint in her eye.
"How much longer is the game going to be?" Beca asked, trying and failing to hide the whiny tone.
"Beca, its the first quarter." Chloe slowly turned her head to look at her, knowing it would be awhile till the end.
"Football is lame!" Beca flung her head backward against the back of the couch, fully aware of how needy and childish she was being.
"Remember when we met and you were trying to impress me and get in my pants by pretending to like football?" Chloe asked, smirking at Beca's deadpanned face, refusing to answer that question. "I miss those days." Chloe patted her cheek and then turned her attention to the game.
Beca just huffed in frustration, pushing herself up from the couch. She knew Chloe was far better at it, but she was going to try her hand at a different sort of game: distraction.
She shuffled to Chloe's room and picked up her plaid button up that had been discarded the previous evening on the floor. She whipped her sleep shirt off and slipped into the plaid and only buttoned two of the buttons, leaving her bra-clad chest exposed. She did a quick check in the mirror on the back of the door before exiting the room with a smirk.
She stood in the doorway, knowing she was in Chloe's peripheral vision, and leaned against the wall with a hand on her hip. Chloe's attention didn't even flinch from the game. So Beca cleared her throat with a little extra volume.
"I know what you're doing." Chloe said, unimpressed, eyes still not looking away from the TV. "Its not going to work."
Beca just hummed as she pushed herself off the wall. She strolled over to the coffee table and slowly leaned down to grab her cup from the coffee table. She bent extra low, giving Chloe a full view down her shirt. And Chloe did take a glance. (It was a good view; after all, Chloe's still human.) But she only glanced and turned back to the TV.
Beca let out a soft huff and plopped down on the couch. She stretched out her feet to rest in Chloe's lap instead of her head this time. She didn't miss the way Chloe's eyes flashed down to Beca's exposed legs before returning to the screen. Beca instantly regretted her decision when it backfired as Chloe's fingertips massaged little patterns into Beca's bare thighs and legs immediately causing goosebumps to appear.
She leaned forward and dug her heels into the couch cushion, pulling herself forward so she was now pressed against Chloe's side. She didn't miss the way Chloe's eyes blinked rapidly as she struggled for a moment to maintain her focus.
"Why do you want to pay so much attention to a silly game?" Beca whispered into her ear. "When there's much more fun things we could be doing." She mumbled as she ever so gently bit down on her ear lobe.
"Becs." Chloe blinked hard before opening her eyes, doing her best to resist the woman beside her. "Just a couple hours and then I'm all yours the rest of the day."
"But that's so long." Beca whined as she kissed the skin just below Chloe's ear and trailed her hand up her thigh. Chloe reached down and held it still, but let Beca leave kisses, licks, and gentle nips at her skin. Chloe had a remarkably larger amount of self control than that of her girlfriend, so she could wait out giving in until the clock ran out for halftime.
As soon as the clock hit 0:00 of the second quarter, Chloe grabbed Beca by the open halves of her shirt and easily pulled her into her lap. Beca grinned like she had won as she got comfortable in a straddling position, looking down at Chloe with her hands around her neck. Chloe smirked right back knowing Beca was pretty cocky and confident that she had been successful in seducing Chloe.
Chloe leaned forward and quickly kissed the smirk right off Beca's lips. She slid her tongue easily through Beca's parted lips and rolled her tongue inside her mouth. Beca immediately rolled her hips forward, moaning against Chloe. Chloe's hands gripped onto those hips and easily lifted Beca up just to drop her onto the couch, flat on her back.
Beca bit her lip and looked up at Chloe with nothing but lust in her eyes. Chloe wasted little time before she crawled on top of Beca and attacked her mouth in a way that could only be described as possessive and predatory.
"How long is halftime?" Beca panted when they parted for air.
"15 minutes, but we're down to about ten now." Chloe mumbled against the sensitive skin at Beca's neck, making her shiver.
"That's...not much time." Beca tilted her head as her eyes fluttered close.
"Mmm." Chloe hummed before leaning back and smirking into the confused look on Beca's face at the lack of contact. "I think we can do plenty in 10 minutes." She slid off Beca's lap and grabbed her wrists, yanking her from the couch.
Chloe quickly led them to the bedroom where she spun Beca around and gave her a shove onto the bed. She immediately followed, crawling up Beca's body to straddle her.
"I know how turned on you already are by your little needy performance out there." Chloe grinned as she shed her shirt. "And its not like it was easy for me to not pin you down on the couch in the middle of the game." Her voice lowered as her body did, to hover just over Beca's lips.
"Why didn't you?" Beca groaned when Chloe's hands wrapped around her wrists and pinned them beside her head.
"I don't reward you for being bratty." Chloe grinned and captured Beca's lips in a kiss before she could respond. Chloe rolled her hips hard against Beca, knowing she couldn't take her time teasing like she normally would. There would be time for that later...after the game.
"Fuck, baby." Beca moaned as her hips bucked up against Chloe's. Chloe quickly discarded Beca of the minimal clothing she was wearing. She leaned back for a moment to grin down with a smile that could ignite Beca's insides. She quickly removed her shirt, enjoying the way Beca's eyes couldn't be stopped from immediately looking at her breasts on display. While Beca was slightly distracted, Chloe quickly slid a finger between her folds, earning her a sensual groan from Beca.
"You're soaked." Chloe said in a low voice, completely turned on at how wet Beca already was between her legs.
"I've been wanting you for over an hour." Beca whined, thrusting her hips up against Chloe's hand. Chloe breathed heavily over Beca as her hand started a quick and steady rhythm.
"Touch me." Chloe demanded through panted breaths. Beca quickly reached up and slid her hands up Chloe's stomach to cover her breasts. Chloe let out a loud moan as she dropped forward to capture Beca's lips with her own in a quick but heated kiss. She leaned back only slightly and grabbed Beca's left hand with her free hand and started guiding it down her body.
"That's not where I really wanted you to touch me." Chloe moved Beca's hand beneath her own waistband and let out a sharp gasp when she finally felt Beca's finger rub against her clit.
"Fuck." Beca groaned as she arched her back, doing her best to focus on Chloe as well as her own rapidly approaching orgasm.
"I really, really like…" Chloe whispered against Beca's ear before letting out a soft whimper at the curl of Beca's finger. "You being inside me...while I'm inside you."
"Shit." Beca groaned and started moving her hand faster.
"Fuck." Chloe gasped as she thrusted her fingers deep inside Beca, trying to match pace. "Just like that, baby."
It didn't take long at all until they were writhing against each other, struggling to focus on their hands and fingers to give the other as much pleasure as possible. Chloe's hips moved hard and fast against Beca, unable to be controlled. And Beca moved in a similar manner, her hips erratic, chest heaving.
Chloe started breathing out high pitched whimpers, and Beca knew she was close. She dug her nails into the skin at Chloe's back, knowing that was something she enjoyed. And Chloe surged forward to bite down on Beca's exposed skin at her neck to return the favor.
"Come for me, Becs." Chloe breathed into Beca's ear and she knew from the way Beca arched her back off the bed it was over.
With the sounds of each other's names, steady moaning, and short piercing cries of pleasure from both of them, they were panting messes on the bed, tangled together. Chloe caught her breath and leaned over to place a quick kiss on Beca's mouth before sliding out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Beca whined. Chloe returned shortly, dressed in one of her Packers hoodies and a pair of sinfully short spanx that Beca almost found more sexy than being bare.
"Nowhere, baby." Chloe crawled back into bed beside Beca, sitting up against the headboard. Beca groaned when she heard the TV turn on and Chloe turn it back to the Packers game which was just now starting the second half.
"You still want to watch football after that?" Beca rolled over on her side to look up at Chloe with slightly pitiful eyes.
"Don't worry, love." Chloe patted Beca's thigh. "There'll be plenty of time for more of that later."
They stayed in bed to watch the second half in Chloe's room. Beca put on a pair of Chloe's running shorts with one of Chloe's ridiculously soft college sweatshirts. She'd have preferred to stay naked, but it was way too cold, so she made do.
While Beca did prefer watching the game in the bedroom over the living room, she still wasn't happy that Chloe was able to do that and go right back to having her full attention on a bunch of men running around in silly uniforms, tossing a ball around like children, trying to get it past some arbitrary line, while also trying to physical harm other human beings. But that was neither here nor there. Beca had questioned Chloe's love of the silly game several times, and it never ended well for her.
She folded her arms and leaned against the headboard. She desperately wanted to resume their private halftime show. Her thoughts were distracted by Chloe sneaking her legs under Beca's. Beca loved when Chloe would do stuff like that, claiming to be cold or something. Beca happily raised her legs slightly to let Chloe get comfortable and then rested her own legs atop Chloe's thighs.
Speaking of thighs. Now Chloe's were right below Beca's hands. What else was Beca to do than reach out for them. Her hand really had a mind of its own. So she slid along the pale skin that Chloe had neglected to cover with pants after their halftime quickie.
Chloe breathed in deeply, feeling the goosebumps immediately appear at her skin beneath Beca's warm hand. Beca's fingers slowly traced little patterns on Chloe's thigh as it gradually moved higher and higher. Beca made a little noise that she knew drove Chloe wild when her hand slid to her upper thigh, dangerously close to the warm area Chloe was already aching to be touched again.
"Beca." Chloe turned her head to look seriously at her girlfriend. "Behave."
Beca just held her stare with a mischievous smirk on her lips.
To Be Continued