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“Not at all.”
Elle was far from surprised to discover that Arianna was an eager lover once she threw herself into the moment. She seems the type. From when they coyly flirted with one another, Elle knew. This was a woman who reserved her energy for when there was no going back.
She preferred being dominated in bed, but that was fine with Elle, who was used to taking charge during sex. There was something about getting on top of a woman and becoming her whole world for however long it took for them to run out of breath. The sweet sound of relief she makes when she realizes I’m in charge. That had been true in her first relationship, and it was true now when Arianna’s naked legs were a vise around her girlfriend’s waist, keeping her locked into the perfect position for making love.
Smother her lips with kisses. Plant lovebites on her neck. Bruise her hips with nothing but a hand. Rock against her until she’s crying out your name… all before you touch her pussy with your mouth or fingers.
That was a helluva high. Right up there with watching Arianna’s bun rub against the pillow, more and more strands of hair coming out by the second. Or maybe I’m more into the way she claws my back. Elle didn’t tell a lot of women this, but she liked a little pain. When nails left their tracks on her back or her waist, she knew she had won one of the best games in life. Making a woman come completely undone.
“You’re about to come, aren’t you?” Elle whispered into her girlfriend’s ear as Arianna moaned in response. “From nothing but my weight.”
Those weren’t words Arianna said. At least not in any language Elle understood.
She thrust her hips down onto Arianna’s pelvis again. Legs knocked loose from Elle’s waist as Arianna spread herself wide open, the back of her head now disappearing between the stacks of pillows the Lion Orchard stocked in every suite. Elle pushed herself up on her hands and loomed over Arianna as if they were two strange people who had passed one another in the night and decided, Yes, you will do. She almost forgot where she had met this woman before. Certainly not in an inappropriate situation. Arianna was too good in bed for that to be true.
“I’m gonna die,” Arianna whined in Mandarin. “Don’t stop. Go ahead and kill me.”
Elle chuckled, the curl in her bangs obscuring her face as she positioned herself to take Arianna home. “Are you ready?”
“Yes!”
When Elle delivered the killing blow using nothing but a fast and steady rhythm of rocking hips, she was rewarded with the cry of a woman who was a prisoner in the middle of the bed, her cage constructed of piles of pillows and a warden who wouldn’t let her out until she came hard enough to soothe Elle’s ego. When the moment passed, Arianna’s eyes closed as she recovered from that erotic attack, Elle used the last of her pent-up strength to penetrate her fingers into the opened place Arianna had left for her to find.
The guttural groan echoing in the hotel room was more satisfying than Elle’s physical pleasure.
But maybe not as good as when she rolled Arianna onto her stomach, arms dangling over the side of the bed, and searched for her innermost place like a woman on the world’s greatest mission. She didn’t give up her fight until Arianna’s inner walls squeezed Elle’s fingers until she couldn’t feel them anymore. There was only flesh and sex.
Elle flopped down onto the bed, occupying the space between pillows that Arianna had favored while being made love to. That woman now remained half hanging over the side of the bed, catching her breath and slowly closing her legs in satisfaction. Elle slapped her hand onto Arianna’s thigh and sighed. The night was still young, but some women took longer to recover than others.
“It’s my turn, you know,” she lightly jested as Arianna stirred beneath that playful touch. “How many orgasms do you get before me?”
“Maybe one more.”
That muffled retort made Elle unexpectedly laugh. “Get over here and kiss me.”
Arianna used her renewed fervor to curl up against Elle and gently kiss her on the cheek, the lips, and the throat. All it does is make me want her more. That was the plan, though. Draw her on top of me and plant another seed in her mind. Surely, Arianna had enough strength left to straddle Elle’s hips and show her what true unfettered nudity looked like.
“Like what you see?” Arianna fixed her hair without taking it down. The whole time, all Elle could focus on were those pert brown nipples and the sweat surrounding Arianna’s navel. She even loved the bit of pudge her stomach created when she leaned back and squished her whole torso downward to correct her posture.
“Every curve on a woman is sacred.”
Arianna tsked. “Am I supposed to be flattered by that?”
“You’re gorgeous. So, yes.”
Arms akimbo, Arianna attempted to give her girlfriend a serious look but fell into a fit of giggles. When she recovered, she said. “Now what do I do up here? Tell me what you want. I’m open to anything.”
“Anything?”
“I don’t see whips, chains, or toys around here, so yes. Anything you can throw at me.”
“Next time we’re in LA, I’ll have all three ready for you.”
“Maybe just the toys, huh? I’m a delicate lady who must be treated… delicately.”
“Good one.”
Arianna laughed again. “All I’m saying is that I’m pretty relaxed right now. But I always am around you.”
