Northern Proposals by Julia P. Lynde Page A

nipped very gently and she gasped again.
    "Oh, that's nice," she said.
    I used my fingers to find her other breast, teasing the nipple, then I moved my mouth to that side. It took a few moments and that side was engorged as much as the first side.
    She tasted like lake water and something else, something distinctly Jessica. I stepped closer, taking her more deeply into my mouth, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her closer to me. I nipped and she gasped. "Yes," she said. "So nice."
    I flushed at the praise.
    "Kiss me," she said. I released her nipple and raised my lips, and her mouth was on mine, devouring me rapaciously. I moaned.
    We had barely begun, and I was ready to do anything she asked.
    She broke the kiss then turned us around.
    "Jade, remember, keep your eyes closed. I will be upset if you open them. Even if I surprise you, keep them closed."
    "Yes, Jessica."
    She began pushing me backwards until I was backed up against the tub. She rotated me again, and I felt her lean into the tub. She turned the water on. She let the water flow, adjusting the temperature, then switched it to the showerhead.
    "Reach in and tell me if that's okay for you."
    I did, and it was perfect.
    "Step in." She gave me a hand to steady me, then she followed behind me. I heard the shower curtain close, and I thought perhaps she adjusted it.
    "Turn around," she said. "Face the water with your hands against the wall. You may adjust the shower head if you need to." I obeyed her. Then she slipped her feet between mine. "Spread your legs as wide as they fit inside the tub."
    I felt her press against my back as she reached past me. Then she was soaping my back, her hand with the soap sliding over me. She washed my arms, my pits, my sides. Then she pressed against me and reached around to wash my front.
    She took her time, teasing my breasts as she washed them.
    "I want you," she whispered into my ear. "And I am going to have you."
    "Yes," I said breathlessly.
    She moved her attention to my hips and my pelvis, her hands continuing to move over me. She washed my ass, her hands cupping me and rubbing against me.
    "You may say no to this next part if it's too much, Jade."
    In response I wriggled my butt at her. She laughed. Then the hand with the soap was between my legs, and she was cupping my vulva. I squirmed and jumped a little.
    "Is this okay?"
    "Yes." I moaned a little.
    "More?"
    "Yes."
    Her fingers parted me, slipping between the lips of my labia, and I almost collapsed from the sensations. She found my clitoris and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.
    She teased me, then her finger slipped inside of me. I squirmed more, pressing against her hand.
    Then she withdrew.
    "No..."
    "Patience."
    "I don't want to be patient."
    She kissed my spine. "You're not all clean yet."
    I felt her kneel behind me and she washed my legs, then slowly stood up. Her hand slipped between me again, teasing for just a moment.
    "Yes," I told her. "Please."
    "Not yet," she said, slipping away again. "Jade, I'm going to do something now that is going to surprise you. Just for a moment. Don't stop me, even if you want to. Trust me."
    Her hand slipped between my legs again, but then she began sliding it back, along the crease of my buttocks until her fingers were tapping against my anus.
    "Jessica?"
    " Shhh. Trust me."
    Every time she tapped against me, it sent the strangest sensations through me. My squirms grew more desperate. She teased me, but never entered me. She just teased me, then her fingers moved on.
    "I thought-" I thought she was going to penetrate me there, and I didn't know at all how I felt about it.
    "I know," she said. "You're not ready yet. I made you nervous, but you liked it."
    "Yes and yes." I said. "That's where your toy goes, the one you caught me looking at."
    "Yes."
    "Are you going to use it?"
    "Not for a while," she said. "Not until you're ready."
    She pressed her body against mine, leaning against me for a moment. I was still leaning