Chapter 5
five
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Rae
My stomach swoops as Vik’s hand engulfs mine in a possessive hold as we wait for the elevator. Nervous thoughts flit through my mind, reminding me of my lack of experience, and I wish them away, hoping to remain in this moment for as long as possible.
A ding brings me back to the present, followed by a gaggle of people who step off, rushing past us in a blur. An empty elevator car awaits, and Vik holds the door, motioning for me to get on with a gentle smile.
The doors close, and I stand off in the corner, eyeing Vik curiously when she meets my gaze with an intensity that warms my blood.
“Finally, we’re alone,” I blurt.
Oh shit.
She glances over at me with a devious smirk. “I’m glad to hear you warming up that mouth.”
My breath catches at her response as I take in her full lips, staring intently, and as if she can read my mind, she leans in closer, lips hovering over mine in a silent plea.
“Because I can’t wait to hear you moan for me,” she breathes, guiding my hand to the slit of her dress.
Oh my God.
I can feel the warmth radiating from her pussy, in need of attention as my fingers tease her inner thigh, and a little needy moan that slips out of her tugs at the end of my restraint.
I want her. So badly. I don’t even know her, but I do know that I don’t want this night to end, and I’ll do anything to maintain this feeling.
I drag my hands up towards the delicate lace of her panties, toying with the ruffled hem as Lila’s rules replay in my mind.
We ask that you please refrain from sexual activities in public areas, such as the lobby, bar, elevator, and restrooms.
I agreed to the rules and I will abide by them, but a little teasing won’t hurt anyone. The elevator dings, and the doors open to a lively hallway with members enjoying themselves.
She quickly takes my hand and leads me to a vacant room down the hall. I have tunnel vision as we pass all the red doorknobs and members who just couldn’t wait to get behind closed doors. Moans of ecstasy heighten, and I throb with need.
I need to be alone with her. Now.
We travel down the busy hall until we find a green doorknob. My heart pounds as I watch her swipe the key card to unlock the door. She waits for a beep and looks back at me. “After you, beautiful,” she announces, placing her hand on my lower back as I pass her to step inside.
I gape as I admire the space. Dim lighting graces the room, and an amber-scented candle sets the mood. Vik gets comfortable, drawing the curtains to give us some privacy. I hadn’t considered being watched, but I don’t think I’m ready for that yet.
There’s a queen-sized bed made up with satiny black sheets. Loops on both the headboard and footboard for bondage, I assume. A large cabinet tucked away must be where the toys are kept. I’m no stranger to toys, and I wonder what Vik prefers.
I’d like to find out how she likes to play.
Her sultry voice calls out, pulling me from my thoughts. I glance up to find her in the kitchenette with two small water bottles.
“I can tell you’re nervous. I can be a bit ‘much,’ and I hope I didn’t make it worse in the elevator back there,” she admits, her thumb pointing behind her.
“You didn’t make it worse. I’m always nervous, but you’re gorgeous and I’m just trying not to embarrass myself,” I joke.
She smiles warmly, resting her hands on her hips as she eyes me. “Says you,” she purrs. “Seriously, I don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you’re not ready to.”
“And if I don’t feel pressured, then what?” I ask, feeling emboldened again as I step closer, backing her into the wall.
Her gaze falls to my breasts as I approach, and a playful smirk adorns her face.
“Shall we pick up where we left off?” I ask, so close I feel her breath.
She confirms with a kiss that sends flames throughout my body. Our tongues twist in a fight for dominance, and she lets out a soft moan when I succumb. I pull her into me and deepen the kiss, pressing our breasts together. I break the kiss and find her lustful stare as we catch our breath.
“I didn’t properly touch you earlier. Can I?” I ask.
“Please?” she pants, lifting open her slit to allow me access.
My hand travels lower to graze her panties, dusting my thumb over the damp lace.
“You’re so fucking wet. Fuck,” I whisper, practically drooling for her.
And before I realize it, I drop down for a taste. This is so unlike me, but there’s something about Vik that makes me feel at ease. I want to do a good job, and something tells me I will if she’s leading the way.
I pepper kisses on her thighs and around where she wants me most, pausing to stare up at those eager eyes. Silently validating me to continue, and I do.
I tug her panties down her legs, carefully helping her step out of them as she keeps on her heels, and toss the lace over my shoulder. Her neatly shaven pussy glistens before me, waiting to be touched.
My tongue parts her seam, twirling around her needy bud, and she tosses her head back, crying out in relief. I cater to her with soft flicks, using her whimpers to guide me as I search for what takes her breath away.
“Just like that. You’re doing so good, baby,” she affirms through short breaths.
Her praise surges me. I want to do a good job. I want to please her.
Acrylic nails scratch at the wall behind her as she tries to find leverage, and I wish those hands were on my head, pulling me closer, but I can appreciate her not wanting to mess up my hair.
“Oh my God, right there,” she sighs, bucking her hips into me.
The motion drives me wild, and I grip the backs of her thighs to hold her in place. I moan against her pussy, wrapping my lips around her swollen clit and sucking as she writhes.
She rests a shaky leg on my shoulder as I urge her to come for me. Her body responds loud and clear. I’m rewarded with an orgasm that rushes over her, filling me with pride as I lap up her arousal.
I return to my height, unsure of what happens next because I didn’t have a plan. Though I hope this wasn’t it, and that serves as an icebreaker.
We lock eyes for a moment before she takes my lips, yanking me into a desperate kiss. She’s eager to taste herself, gently swiping my lip, and I let her in, groaning as she savors herself on my tongue.
My hands roam freely over her body, searching for the zipper on her dress. I take the cold metal between my fingers and pull it down without breaking the kiss.
She gasps as the air hits her bare back, followed by a soft thud as she kicks off her shoes, letting the gown pool at her ankles.
“You next,” she teases with a grin.
I giggle as I reach around to undo my zipper, and she stops my hand.
“Turn around,” she orders, and I oblige.
Her hands admire my generous curves, settling on my side as she unzips me. She tapers soft kisses along my neck and shoulders as I shimmy out of the gown, slipping out of my panties with it. The mix of fabrics blends together at our feet, and she takes my hand to guide me away from the door.
“Come here,” she says, pointing to the bed with her free hand, her tone laced with seduction.
I sit on the bed behind us and watch in awe as she lifts my legs one at a time to remove my heels, maintaining eye contact with me as she presses a kiss to each foot.
My cheeks heat as her eyes explore my body with adoration.
I often feel self-conscious about my body with a new partner, but her gentleness eases me.
I crawl up the bed and bite my lip, making room for her to join me. She flashes a smile as she unclasps her bra, tossing it aside, and it lands on the bedside lamp.
Her full breasts heave as she crawls toward me, and I’m anxious to touch her perfect frame. I palm her plump ass as she climbs on top of me, whispering praises in my ear, followed by nips at my neck. She hovers over me as her wet pussy rubs against mine.
“Fuck,” I whimper.
“Does that feel good, pretty girl? Do you need more?”
Fuck yes it does.
“Yes, I need more,” I beg, bucking my hips desperately.
“Then spread your legs so I can grind on that pretty fucking pussy.”
Oh my God.
I don’t need to be told twice and part my thighs for her immediately. She positions herself between my legs and lowers her core on top of mine.
Vik proceeds to rock back and forth, using me for her pleasure, and I gape in amazement. Sounds of our wetness fill the room, and my body thrums beneath her.
She is incredible.
I angle myself for the delicious blow as she fucks me harder, unintelligible cries escape my lips as her hips slam recklessly into me.
She squeezes my breast, holding my leg down as she picks up the pace.
Sparks lick up my back as I tip off the cliff, but I will myself to hold it.
I can't take my eyes off of her, and seeing her come is addicting.
“You gonna come with me?” She asks.
“Yes.” I nod. “Fuck yes.”
“Oh God,” she whimpers. “Come with me, baby.”
As if I needed assistance, her calling me ‘baby’ does me in, leaping right off the cliff as need overtakes me. Vik grips my free hand, pressing it into the mattress as our pleasure fuses, and she proceeds to drag her swollen clit over mine, slowing to a stop, as we catch our breath.
That was amazing. Shit.
She climbs off and rests beside me with an intrigued expression on her face.
“Am I going easy enough on you?” She asks, sitting up as she removes bobby pins from her updo.
“Almost too easy,” I admit with a chuckle.
She loosens the style, and long waves mesmerize me as they fall down her back. Soft clinks sound as she places them on the bedside table.
“Oh, word?” She asks with lifted brows. “You need more?”
“Please?” I plead, not ready for the night to end.
She rolls over and lies on her back, pushing the pillow away from her head.
“Sit on my face, pretty girl. I need to taste you.”
Say no more.