Chapter 8
“Let’s go.” Kasia kept her hand on Tierney’s elbow as they made their way out into the road. She could see the door of the hotel from here, but she’d promised to get Tierney home to the cottage safely.
At least there was a full moon to light the way. She steered them in the right direction.
Tierney trotted along, noticeably silent until she said, “I don’t hate you either, Kasia.” She smirked in the moonlight. “In fact, I think you’re kind of sexy.”
Kasia did not need that right now. Or ever. She needed to get home to the safety of her bed and not do anything she might regret in the morning. “Shut up, Tierney. You’re drunk.”
Tierney lurched against her, and she had no choice but to wrap her arm tightly around her waist.
“Ooh, that’s nice.” Tierney tucked herself under her arm, and Kasia had the fleeting thought that their bodies fit well together. Shit, she was definitely drunk.
“I’m trying to get you home in one piece, that’s all.” Relief flooded her when the moonlit shape of Kevin Walsh’s substantial cottage came into view. Now to offload Tierney and get home. She tried the door and overturned the stone with her boot. “Where’s the key, Tierney?”
“S’in my pocket.”
Tierney slumped as she let go, so she propped her against the wall, using a leg to hold her in place while she searched her pockets in the least intimate way she could. Tierney’s jeans were tight around her curves. Stop it. She finally located the key and extracted it. Tierney was restless, and Kasia realized she was moving against her thigh, grinning. The throb between her legs was involuntary. “For God’s sake.”
“I’ve been wondering what it would be like to get this close to you.” She leaned forward, pressing her breast against Kasia’s arm. “You feel good.”
Kasia focused her attention on getting the key into the lock. “Get inside. I’ll make you coffee.” She couldn’t just leave her at the door, could she?
“Don’t need a coffee. How about a kiss?”
She stepped back. “No. You’re drunk.”
Tierney stood a little straighter. “I’m not that drunk. And is that the only reason?”
The little smirk was too much to bear. “Is this what you want? A quick fuck from the hired help to keep you entertained?”
Tierney’s smile disappeared, and her eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t play all innocent with me. Is this what you want? The full service?” Through the haze of vodka and anger, sensible thoughts fought their way through. That was unfair. Why was she trying to hurt her? Because she makes me feel powerless while she holds all the cards and doesn’t even care. But there was one way she could feel as though she held some power.
She pulled Tierney inside, slammed the door, then pushed her up against it. It was dark inside, but the moonlight from the window lit Tierney’s face from the side. She cupped her jaw.
“Do you want to try the service, Tierney?”
Tierney trembled under her touch. Kasia pulled her closer, firmly enough to let her know what she was about to do, but not too hard Tierney couldn’t move away if she wanted to. She didn’t pull away, and Kasia drew her in until their lips brushed. “Is this what you want?”
Kasia translated the half moan as an affirmative, and she kissed her with enough force to bruise. This was wrong. She was taking all her frustrations and feelings of being out of control out on Tierney. But here, she was in control. And Tierney had made it clear she wanted it. So why not?
When Tierney moaned again, Kasia forced her tongue into the warm depths of her mouth. Tierney gave her access and gasped around her invading tongue. Kasia wasn’t feeling so in control now, but she was too far gone to care. Tierney’s hands slid under her shirt and short nails scraped her back.
She groaned and pulled back with an effort. Tierney’s gaze was unfocused. Her lips stayed slightly parted. It was distracting.
“Tierney, go and get naked in bed, and I’ll be there in a minute.”
She pushed past her to the bathroom before Tierney could react or see the lust that burned through her. She rinsed her mouth and took a moment to compose herself in the small space. Would she regret this tomorrow? Possibly, but it would relax her for a while, and she really had nothing to lose, did she?
When she got to the room, the door was ajar, and she kicked it wide open. She didn’t want to lose momentum, or she might have second thoughts.
Tierney was on the bed, the sheet pulled up under her arms, but she did appear to have followed Kasia’s instruction to undress. Kasia ran her eyes across the curves under the linen and forced herself not to lick her lips. Tierney really was delicious. Kasia was going to enjoy this, and she could face the consequences later. She stripped quickly without taking her eyes off Tierney. Tierney’s eyes traveled down her naked body and back up.
Kasia smiled. “What do you want me to do, Tierney?”
Tierney blinked. “I don’t know. I want…whatever you want.” She swallowed.
Kasia laughed. What had happened to the cocky little American with her big mouth? It was funny what some people needed in bed. Kasia needed the same as she always did: complete control.
She pulled back the sheets and straddled Tierney, enjoying the feel of her soft body between her thighs. Tierney gasped. She was definitely hotter when she was speechless. Kasia ran her hands from Tierney’s waist up to her breasts and gripped her nipples between her fingers. Tierney moaned, and closed her eyes, arching her body. Her hands slid up Kasia’s thighs, and Kasia clenched. She’d drunk so much she’d doubted she would be able to climax, but now she was worried she might come before they got started.
She moved Tierney’s hands and stretched them above her head while leaning in to kiss her. From the way Tierney’s hips moved against her, she guessed she liked that, so she took both of Tierney’s smaller hands in one of hers and pinned them to the pillow. She moved her other hand down, slowly, teasingly, and ran her finger along Tierney’s hip bone and down into the crease of her leg. Tierney groaned into her mouth, and she pulled away from their kiss. She licked her swollen lips.
Tierney stared back up at her silently. Keeping their gazes locked, Kasia lowered her hand and pushed two fingers into Tierney. She slid in easily as Tierney bucked and let out a louder moan. She pulled almost all the way out and thrust back in again, adding another finger. She worked into a steady rhythm, watching Tierney’s eyes roll back. Her moans became gasps as Kasia increased her pace. She moved her thumb and rubbed Tierney’s clit with every stroke. Tierney gave a long cry that got louder as she tensed around Kasia’s hand. Kasia kept up her rhythm until Tierney’s cry became a scream and she collapsed back onto the bed, breathing heavily.
Her eyes were half-lidded as her breathing slowed. Kasia had no intention of giving her any more than a brief recovery. The pressure between her legs was unbearable.
Still straddling Tierney, Kasia released her hands and moved up the bed. When her knees were on either side of Tierney’s shoulders, Tierney’s eyes widened for a moment, then she smiled. Hands cupped her buttocks and she was pulled down onto Tierney’s warm mouth. The sensation was overwhelming. She’d been on the edge from watching Tierney as she fucked her. The tongue now moving along the length of her made her legs want to buckle, but there was no way she was moving from this position. Tierney’s tongue strokes had just the right amount of pressure to stoke her rising passion without making it happen too fast. She reveled in the sensation, looking down at Tierney’s chestnut curls between her legs. Surely, there was no better sight in the world. When Tierney tilted her head and looked into her eyes, Kasia climaxed. She threaded her hands through Tierney’s hair and pulled her in closer, none too gently. Tierney let out a muffled cry and thrust her tongue deep into Kasia. Her walls tightened and pulsed around the warm muscle, and she thought she would pass out from the pleasure. She rode a couple more waves and then slumped down, carefully moving her weight off Tierney.
Tierney turned so they were facing and kissed her gently. “You’re amazing.”
The wave of exhaustion that hit Kasia was stronger than the sense of discomfort at Tierney’s intimacy, and her face was the last thing she was aware of as her eyes closed.