Chapter 3 #3
She wrapped her arm around her, grateful to have her kiss her again, again, again.
She didn’t need to tell Danica what she liked in bed.
This was already it. A woman who was as hot as she was generous, giving it to her with any part of her body.
It didn’t matter. Her fingers or her tongue…
what did it matter? It feels damn good, no matter how she does it.
She even preferred it to Danica’s mouth right now.
If it was down there, then how could it be up here kissing her?
“I’m going to make you come,” Danica muttered. “I want to feel your body shudder beneath me. I want to feel you fight to keep my hand inside of you, because without it, you know that part’s over. You don’t want it to be over, do you?”
“No.” Alicia leaned farther back. Or was that her back arching, orgasm a hair’s breadth away from turning her into a melting abyss?
Danica lowered her face to her nipple and sucked as hard as she dared.
“No! I mean… I mean, no, don’t stop! Please!
” Fine thing if she picked now to mix up her signals!
“Since you said please…” Danica fucked her harder, every thrust of her fingers another punch of pleasure consuming her system. “Come for me, Alicia. I want you to learn to come on command. Start now.”
Not difficult to achieve when she was already so close.
The harsh tone of her command sent her over the edge, determined to prove to her how eager she was to follow Danica’s directions.
You want me to come, ma’am? I’ll come. I’ll come whenever the hell you want.
One day, Danica would text her with the command, and she would do it.
Until then, it took this much to make it happen.
“That’s it,” Danica continued to say. “Come. Come all over my fingers. I want to feel them disappearing inside of you.”
She didn’t know about that. All she knew was that she was going off to some other planet where all she experienced was one wave of hedonistic experiences after another!
“Shit,” she muttered, finally crashing against the bed.
Danica withdrew her fingers, dripping with her arousal, painting an erotic picture against her inner thigh.
While she caught her breath against the pillow, Danica lifted Alicia’s leg straight up in the air and pushed something against her readied opening.
“Oh, my God…” It wasn’t big enough to be a holstered toy.
But it certainly wasn’t made of Danica’s flesh.
One slight move and I bet it turns on. Alicia knew a thing or two about vibrators. So, was Danica trying to torture her?
Yes? Please? Maybe?
“Do you want it?” Danica kissed her shoulder, still teasing her entrance.
Look what you’re doing to me, Danica. You make me feel like such a naughty girl, and I think I love it.
There her body was, for the whole world to come and see with their bare, famished eyes.
Maybe there’s a little bit of exhibitionism in me after all.
“I’m not going to give it to you until you tell me that you want it. ”
Alicia’s leg lowered, knee bending over the grip of Danica’s hand and bare toes curling in midair.
It didn’t prevent her from being wide open enough to take her in one swift stroke.
Goodness, the thought of it… “I want it.” She didn’t mean to sound so meek.
Alicia had to push herself up on her arms to locate the strength in her voice. “Ma’am.”
“What do you want?” Behind Alicia, fingers played with and combed through her falling hair. Above her, Danica’s hand grasped the lower part of her thigh, refusing to let her move it on her own. “I want to hear you say it.”
Every time she spoke, her breath blew hot against Alicia’s cheek, her ear. Great. Now that was making her wetter, too!
“I want you to fuck me, ma’am,” she said, forehead touching Danica’s chin. “I want you to turn that thing on and take me higher than you’ve ever sent another woman.”
“Mm,” she growled. “You really have a way with words, Ms. Colbert.” Danica licked her ear as she pushed the vibrator deeper into her. “I should hire you to write my memos for me.”
Oh, was now the time to be making jokes? Too bad. Alicia wasn’t in the mood to laugh. She was ready to grab the sheets!
“Don’t close your eyes,” Danica insisted, never once relenting. “You will watch every second that passes.” Her hand went from Alicia’s thigh to her breast, squeezing it until she cried out from both that pleasure and the sensations coming from between her legs. “You will watch them with me.”
Alicia would have never thought to watch Danica fuck her.
Wasn’t like this hotel was set up for that kind of kinky, narcissistic shit.
But it wasn’t about watching her get off, was it?
It was about watching what happened when the two of them came together; what happened when sex was more than mere sex.
Alicia whimpered in delight as her body was claimed.
Was it because of this position? Or because she had already come?
How could it possibly matter when it felt so damn perfect?
“How good does it feel?”
“It feels so good, ma’am.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes, ma’am!”
“Do you want me to turn it on?”
“Yes!”
Vibrations erupted in Alicia’s core, sweat passing from Danica’s skin to hers.
Alicia struggled to keep watching what went on between them when she was so ruthlessly torn asunder.
I swear to God she’s killing me from the inside!
The vibrations were so deep and Danica’s aura so commanding that Alicia wondered why they had never tried this before.
Was Danica holding out on her on purpose?
“Come, Alicia.”
She picked that exact moment to pierce her core.
Alicia cried out, her vision blurring so badly that she had no choice but to close her eyes and let her head fall against the pillow.
Danica took the opportunity to turn her hip with one hand and lightly paw her collarbone with the other, creating a faux-choking sensation that made Alicia so possessed by the woman that she had no choice but to give her what she wanted.
Her body. Her mind. And yes, her heart.
I’m yours. There was no doubt in her mind, and although she tried to say it, Alicia’s words were nothing more than further cries of orgasm.
I want her heart. I want her mind. She took Danica’s fingertip into her mouth and moaned upon her skin. I sure as hell want her body.
The cry of mutual adoration echoing in her ear didn’t come from just anyone. It came from the woman who promised to take care of her. The woman who assured her that she was beautiful, that it didn’t matter if she had been with others. Danica could love her either way.
Love.
It was such an absurd thought at this point in a young relationship. Yet…
I love you. No, no, no! Alicia couldn’t think that right now! It was the sex! The sex making her think that! Endorphins exploding, hormones racing… of course, they made her think that she was in love! That was their job!
Love. Alicia would love this woman simply because she was beautiful, paid attention to her, and gave her the sex she had been craving for several years?
As Alicia was about to berate herself, warmth blew upon her skin.
She succumbed to the power of Danica’s presence, her hot breath and hotter words declaring Alicia the perfect submissive partner, taking hold in her mind.
Even as she groaned in immense satisfaction, Danica did not hurry to end the moment.
Alicia leaned her head against Danica’s sweaty chest, eyes rolling back in her head one moment and hyper-focused on their physical connection the next.
“Don’t look away,” Danica said with a kiss to the skin. She finally tugged on the little chain attached to the vibrator, freeing Alicia from anything but her own skin. “See what I did to you.”
Alicia’s body had ideas of its own. As soon as she pulled out, her body shuddered until she didn’t know where she was or who she was with. Danica ran her fingers down Alicia’s spine before grabbing her hip and pulling it back, forcing her thighs open and her pussy wide.
“That means you’re mine.” Danica rubbed Alicia’s clit, occasionally dipping into her wetness. “From this day forward, you’re mine.”
Alicia bit her lip with a whimper. “You’re right,” she said. “I’m yours.” Hers, and currently alone. Abandoned. “Please put it back in, ma’am. If I am yours, then I want to feel nothing but your desires inside of me.”
Danica did as she asked without words. The only words they exchanged for the rest of the night were tepid phrases that either evoked no emotion or riled them both up into a frenzy crazy enough to make them actually believe they were in love with one another.
Perhaps it wasn’t so crazy after all. Alicia would wait until the morning to fret about that.