13. Chapter 13
So much kissing.
The kisses Krystal had shared with Ceth at the bar had been the hottest, most intense she’d ever experienced up to that point. Yet somehow, those had only been the appetizer to the main feast they were sharing here in their room.
Ceth had Krystal pressed against the door with an arm on each side of Krystal’s head as she leaned forward and kissed, alternating between sucking on Krystal’s full bottom lip and stroking inside her mouth and along Krystal’s tongue.
Krystal wasn’t much of a drinker, but she couldn’t imagine any alcohol sending her spiraling into intoxication more completely than the taste of Ceth.
Everything about this moment was beyond perfect, but already her heart thrummed with longing for more. More hours. More days. More weeks, months, or even years to do this over and over again. Yet she refused to ruin this brief time she had with impossible wishes.
Despite Krystal’s best intentions, Ceth must have picked up on her swirling thoughts.
She slowly broke the kiss and pulled back.
Like Krystal, Ceth was breathing hard, and Krystal was distracted by the strip of tan skin revealed by her open collar as her chest rose and fell.
Then Ceth leaned in and rested her head against Krystal’s, like she’d done back at the bar.
Krystal had nearly swooned that time, but now, it felt strangely comforting and right.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Ceth’s voice was gentle and sincere, despite the undercurrent of need humming between them.
Krystal’s heart went soft and toasty. By some miracle, she was standing on a precipice here with Ceth, who was actually turned on and wanting Krystal, yet Ceth refused to prioritize her own desire over Krystal’s comfort.
Krystal raised her chin and brushed her lips across Ceth’s jaw. “I’m sure.”
“Strangers for the night?” Ceth confirmed.
When Krystal nodded, Ceth’s brown eyes twinkled with faint humor, and she stood up straight. “In that case, I’d better introduce myself. I’m Cethlenn O’Malley.”
“Yeah, I don’t remember asking,” Krystal quipped, before hurling herself at Ceth, and tugging off her jacket as she kissed her.
A low chuckle rumbled through Ceth’s chest, but it soon turned to a moan when Krystal’s hands yanked the fabric of Ceth’s shirt from her pants and slid her hands around Ceth’s lower back to caress her heated skin.
Between quick, fiery kisses, they worked together to remove Ceth’s shirt and pants until she was standing in only her cream-colored boy shorts and matching bra. Krystal took a step back and drank in the vision of Ceth’s long, angular body.
And once she started looking, she couldn’t tear her gaze away. She couldn’t believe she actually got to see Ceth like this: proudly exposed and breathtakingly sexy. And she couldn’t believe Ceth wanted this too.
As if to reinforce the point, Ceth gave her a knowing smirk. “I think it’s your turn now, Angel.”
Krystal’s heart lurched unexpectedly. “Angel?”
“Well, yeah. You wouldn’t tell me your name, remember?”
A laugh bubbled up from Krystal’s throat. The fact there could still be lightness and fun in this, even amidst the tension and desire was an unexpected gift.
Sex had never been much fun for her before.
Elgin was forever accusing her of not being serious and then badgering her for sex to prove him wrong.
And while Blaine was a much more considerate lover, their relationship had come at a time when she was still wrestling with the full scope of her sexuality.
Krystal smiled into Ceth’s eyes then indulged in another long sweep up and down her body before turning her back to Ceth. She glanced over her shoulder. “Hey, Stranger, you any good with zippers?”
Ceth answered with a low laugh. “Let’s find out.”
After only a second, Ceth was right behind her, sweeping Krystal’s long hair over her shoulder to access the zipper. But before touching it, she pressed a line of kisses from one of Krystal’s bare shoulders all the way to the other. Krystal’s body shivered in response.
Ceth was clearly less concerned about accidental touches now than she had been when she’d zipped Krystal up earlier.
She caressed the skin of Krystal’s back as she brought the zipper down, and Krystal could’ve combusted from those little touches alone.
Anticipation hummed inside her. But then, just as Ceth started to tug the two sides of the dress part, she stopped. “You know something, Angel?”
Gently, Ceth guided Krystal around to face her. She ran her hands down Krystal’s arms. “Even though we’re strangers, you strike me as a woman who knows how to be in the spotlight.”
Then she backed away, stalking to the nearest bed, sitting on the edge of it, and leaning back on her hands in a relaxed pose. “So why don’t you undress for me?”
Krystal’s throat went dry and her face flushed. Old, stubborn habits had trained her to feel shame in enjoying attention, but for ages, she’d fantasized about having Ceth’s focus. She’d longed to have Ceth’s dark, searching eyes locked on her with passion and need like they were now.
And she wasn’t going to waste her chance.
Slowly, Krystal pulled the dress all the way off and let it drop to the floor.
Ceth’s eyes widened and her sensual lips parted in a silent gasp as her gaze swept over Krystal.
Watching Ceth’s reaction was heady and deeply satisfying, and it emboldened Krystal. She ran her hands over her chest, lightly squeezing her breasts, which had been threatening to spill out of her strapless bra all evening. So she unhooked the clasp of her bra to release them.
Ceth sat up taller, eyes boring into Krystal with a heat she could feel all over her body.
That penetrating look stole her breath. It was so much, almost too much.
They were supposed to be acting like strangers, weren’t they?
Unable to take it any longer, Krystal swooped forward, leaned down and grabbed Ceth’s face to devour her waiting mouth in a kiss.
Immediately, Ceth’s hands were on Krystal’s waist, stroking and squeezing, and her touch was electrifying.
Their kisses turned sloppy and hot, as Ceth continued to explore Krystal’s body with her hands, stroking her stomach, her hips, and her lower back before dipping her fingers beneath the waistband of Krystal’s panties and dragging them down.
Krystal trembled as Ceth’s fingers slid down her bare hips and around her butt, leaving her exposed to the room’s cool air and Ceth’s ravenous gaze.
Her own need escalated, and all she wanted was to feel Ceth against her. Swiftly, if a little clumsily, she climbed on the bed to straddle Ceth’s thighs and settle herself fully on her lap.
Oh wow.
Ceth’s heat and her smooth skin felt incredible, and the way Ceth groaned as Krystal moved on her suggested she was in agreement.
Even so, a flicker of nerves and concern trickled through Krystal’s stomach at the thought that bringing her full weight to rest on Ceth’s lap might be too much. “Is this okay?”
The look in Ceth’s dark eyes was a mixture of fire and need. “It’s absolutely perfect.”
She gazed up at Krystal a moment longer, stroking her shoulders before pulling her close and placing a soft kiss on one of Krystal’s nipples.
Krystal’s breath hissed, and Ceth looked up. “And is this okay?”
“Yes!”
Ceth grinned and leaned in again, this time sucking on the nipple.
“Ceth!” Krystal grabbed the back of Ceth’s hair and held her close. Ceth moaned and sucked harder, opening her mouth wide to devour as much of Krystal’s breast as she could before kissing across her cleavage and attacking the other breast next.
A tiny shriek escaped Krystal’s lips, and her face heated at her overexcited reaction.
But Ceth made a satisfied hum against Krystal’s chest. “Mm, so responsive.” She pulled back an inch. “Let’s see how ready you are, Angel.”
Ceth slid her hand around Krystal’s front and massaged her belly before sliding down further to her center.
Krystal didn’t have to feel embarrassed about how wet she already was either, judging from the look on Ceth’s face.
Ceth lifted her head and pressed her lips to Krystal’s lips then her jaw and her ear. “Do you want me inside you?”
Krystal’s body clenched just at the suggestion. “Please.”
With a little shifting on both of their parts, Ceth’s strong fingers were right there, massaging, fondling, teasing until she finally parted Krystal’s folds and slid two fingers inside her.
Krystal whimpered at the welcome invasion, and Ceth gave her a moment to adjust, planting kisses on Krystal’s forehead and cheeks.
When she began to thrust her fingers in and out, Krystal moved in counterpoint, finding the rhythm like it was a song she’d known for ages.
She threw her head back and reveled in the bright, tingly pleasure pulsing through her core.
Ceth’s hot mouth latched onto her neck, kissing and licking while Krystal moved faster, clutching onto Ceth’s shoulders for all she was worth and keening out her pleasure into the darkened room.
The sensations swirling inside her carried her higher, higher, and higher until she reached a soul-shattering pinnacle.
Waves of release pulsed through her body, and she trembled against Ceth for several seconds before she fell forward and buried her face in Ceth’s neck.
Ceth rubbed a hand up and down the smooth, sweat-slicked skin of Krystal’s back, seeking to soothe and bring her back down gently.
Had anything in the world ever felt more exhilarating than Krystal’s full, glorious figure jiggling and sliding against Ceth’s skin? Every sigh, every gasp, every quiver had been like a gift. An unexpected, extravagant gift that she absolutely didn’t deserve but indulged in anyway.
Several moments of comfortable stillness passed before Krystal raised her head and looked into Ceth’s eyes.