13. Chapter 13 #2
God, she was beautiful like this. Sweaty and sated, blonde hair wild and tangled around her face, full lips swollen from the dozens of kisses they’d shared, eyes…Well, there was something in her eyes Ceth couldn’t read. A question, maybe, or a worry?
Ceth reached up and brushed her fingers across Krystal’s impossibly soft cheek. “Hey, are you feeling okay?”
Those searching blue-green eyes widened for a second, and Krystal swallowed. Ceth’s stomach twisted with apprehension. Was this regret or—
Without a word, Krystal blinked away whatever conflicting feelings that had been warring behind her eyes and leaned in to plant a firm, fiery kiss on Ceth’s lips. Ceth’s eyes closed as she kissed back, her arousal stoked higher than it already had been as Krystal’s kisses grew more insistent.
Before Ceth knew what was happening, Krystal was dragging her lips down Ceth’s neck, nibbling her pulse point, then kissing her way across Ceth’s chest. Krystal ran exploring fingers all around Ceth’s chest and breasts and back until goosebumps formed on Ceth’s skin.
Ceth thought Krystal might even pause and remove her bra, but she didn’t.
Instead, she sent a hot, yearning look into Ceth’s eyes before slowly sliding off her lap and getting on her knees on the floor.
Ceth inhaled sharply. Is she going to…
A small, sultry grin played on Krystal’s lips as she reached up and rubbed her hands over Ceth’s legs.
First the ankles and calves and then up to the outside of Ceth’s thighs.
As her hands came together toward Ceth’s inner thighs, Ceth opened her legs, skin tingling when Krystal stroked the sensitive skin closer and closer to Ceth’s underwear.
When she reached the edge of the fabric, Krystal tugged. “Can we take these off?”
Ceth’s brain was having a hard time coming up with words when it was captivated by the sight of Krystal Stevenson down on her knees between Ceth’s legs. She only nodded and raised up so Krystal could roll the fabric down and toss the garment aside.
Now Krystal was staring at Ceth, fully exposed, like she was having an out-of-body experience.
Ceth, on the other hand, had never been more aware of her own body.
Every nerve ending was vibrating under the intensity of Krystal’s gaze.
Finally, Krystal moved. Tentatively, she brought her thumbs to Ceth’s lower lips and slowly massaged.
Ceth’s heart stuttered and her eyes closed.
Then she felt the heat of Krystal’s sensual mouth press a kiss to her mound.
Ceth’s eyes flew open and she stared as Krystal planted kiss after kiss all over her before languidly adding her tongue as if she was curious for a taste of Ceth’s wetness. Ceth began to tremble the longer Krystal explored, but then she quickly reached down to stop her.
Krystal pulled back quickly, a sharp crease in her lovely brow. “Sorry. Do you not like oral stuff?”
Ceth swallowed. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined being in this position and hearing that question come out of Krystal Stevenson’s mouth.
But she managed to shake her head. “No, it’s not that.
Well, I’m not much for penetration, actually, but I like everything else.
But if you’re gonna do that, you should get on the bed.
That floor will be a killer on your knees. ”
Krystal’s frown disappeared in a tiny, amused grin, but she only nodded.
So Ceth lay back and scooted higher up the bed.
Krystal immediately joined her crawling on all fours, her plump, gorgeous ass high in the air for Ceth to admire.
Then her mouth was back, and the hesitation from a moment ago had vanished.
Her tongue ran up, down, and all over Ceth’s center before she stroked her way through Ceth’s folds, and then her tongue found its way to her clit.
That first touch of the tip of her tongue made Ceth’s hips jolt so hard, she was afraid she’d hit Krystal, but Krystal only smiled and went back to what she was doing: completely unraveling Ceth.
Krystal’s eager tongue circled her clit slowly, and she gazed up at Ceth’s face to watch for her reaction.
Ceth hissed out a breath that turned into a sharp groan when Krystal licked a particularly sensitive spot, and her hands flew to Krystal’s head, pulling her hair back from her face and guiding her.
She took the direction easily.
All too soon, Ceth was shaking and falling apart under Krystal’s attentions. She lay back and caught her breath for a moment before looking down to see Krystal lick her lips with a satisfied smile.
Then she kissed Ceth’s stomach and ribs and began to slide her way up Ceth’s body. As she moved, her breast brushed against Ceth’s core, and Ceth’s body gave another jolt.
Krystal stilled and glanced up at Ceth before slowly repeating the motion, causing Ceth to shudder once more.
She was so sensitive, and what Krystal was doing felt incredible.
Krystal’s smile turned downright wicked as she propped herself up, clasped her lovely, full breast, and very deliberately dragged it up and down Ceth’s slit.
Ceth bit back an actual shout as her legs spread wider.
Krystal pushed her chest closer and maneuvered until her hardened nipple was right there where Ceth was already inexplicably desperate for the contact.
Ceth threw back her head and panted, her hips beginning to gyrate all over again.
Forcing her head up, she watched Krystal.
Her eyes were closed as she moved, and soft, sweet whimpers fell from her lips as she pleasured herself and Ceth at the same time.
Ceth lifted one leg and wrapped it around Krystal’s back, dragging her heel along Krystal’s spine as she thrust against her chest. Krystal cried out once and moved faster.
Now Krystal’s lower half was grinding against the blankets too, maybe without her even realizing it.
That image and the sounds Krystal was making combined with the pleasure coursing through Ceth’s body sent her plummeting over the edge again, and even harder than the first time.
Within seconds, Krystal was right behind her, moaning out her release for the whole resort to hear, if they wanted to, but Ceth didn’t mind.
Maybe strangers for the night wasn’t too far off in describing whatever had happened here, because, in some ways, Ceth had no idea who this wild, sexy, voluptuous woman was who she’d taken to bed.
Or did she? Because now that same woman was sagging against her, completely breathless, but also pressing the gentlest kiss on Ceth’s jaw before sighing in contentment as Ceth wrapped an arm around her.
And there was that sweetness that now and always had pulled on Ceth’s heart, peeling back the protective layers she’d sealed it with years ago.
That was unquestionably, one-hundred percent Krystal Stevenson.
And Ceth had unquestionably, one-hundred percent no clue where they could possibly go from here.