Page 40 of Heart of the Villain

Arlet’s tight walls constricted around her at the same time her head fell back, and she bit her lip hard to contain a moan that hummed in her throat. Marlena couldn’t help but watch the way Arlet unraveled for her.

“So tight. Fuck, you’re so tight and wet for me.” Her breath washed over Arlet’s clit, and it was like her words hit a trigger because Arlet’s stomach tightened and her legs began to quiver. Marlena held on tight to keep her in place.

“Mar, I’m gonna come. Right there,” Arlet gasped. “Right there, ohhhmygooodsssss.” Her eyes fluttered back, and her already snug walls clenched around Marlena’s fingers.

Her pussy pulsed while Marlena continued to finger her through the pleasure, enjoying the sweet taste of Arlet’s release coating her tongue. Marlena pulled her fingers out, lightly stroking Arlet’s clit as she used her other hand to wipe the combination of Arlet’s cum and her saliva from her chin. She licked from her wrist to the tips of her fingers, savoring the taste.

Arlet watched Marlena with a heavy gaze, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth until she spoke. “Let me taste.”

Marlena plunged her fingers back inside Arlet, watching her gasp from the sudden intrusion. “You wanna taste how sweet you are?” She pressed inside of her hard, earning another arousing moan.

Marlena wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to get the noises Arlet made out of her head.

Arlet nodded, the nerves she’d worn earlier peeling away.

Marlena pushed off the floor, pulling her fingers out and stepping in between Arlet’s legs. She had to crane her neck to look up at Marlena, but her lips parted, and she reached up to take Marlena’s fingers into her mouth. The warmth of her tongue twirling around Marlena’s fingers made her rub her legs together, seeking friction for herself.

The way Arlet’s tongue slid between Marlena’s fingers, making sure she cleaned every bit of herself off, had Marlena sinking to her knees on top of Arlet, straddling her lap.

Arlet didn’t take Marlena’s fingers out of her mouth as she scooted back to give Marlena more room on the bed.

Marlena pulled them out herself with a pop from the suction. Her hand fell to Arlet’s face, her thumb and pointer finger settling underneath her chin to guide her lips to hers. Arlet instantly opened her mouth, inviting Marlena inside, and the taste of her arousal lingered on their tongues.

Marlena was used to fighting for power, inside and outside of the bedroom, but Arlet melted under her touch, allowing her to do what she pleased while her hands cupped Marlena’s breasts through her dress.

Her grip was light at first, until Marlena pressed into her touch, silently begging for more.

Arlet pulled away from their kiss, running her hands down Marlena’s body. “I want to see you. All of you. Take this off.” She gathered the skirt of her dress around her hips as Marlena reached behind her to unclip the belt around her torso. Her tits bounced to their natural resting place, still perky and full. Marlena hadn’t worried about a bra today, suddenly happy that she’d forgone one.

Arlet tugged the dress over Marlena’s head, and the soft fabric against her skin sent chills throughout her body, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy panties that didn’t cover much of her ass. “Gods.” Arlet exhaled, her hands back on Marlena’s bare chest.

Marlena’s breathing hitched as Arlet’s thumbs brushed over her nipples, rubbing small circles over them until they were beaded.

Arlet leaned forward, taking one in her mouth as she pinched at the other. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive skin, causing Marlena to sink into Arlet’s lap further, grinding against her thigh. “Fuck.”

Her lips suckled on Marlena’s sensitive bud. Arlet looked up at her, grazing her teeth over with a light nibble. “Teach me how to touch you. I want to make you feel good. I want to make you come.”

Marlena literally trembled under her touch as a hand slid between her legs, chills running down her back. “Show me how you touch yourself.” Marlena’s hand shot down to guide Arlet’s where she wanted it.

Arlet didn’t hesitate. She moved Marlena’s underwear to the side and slid a finger in between her lips. “Oh, you’re soaked.” She bit her lip, swirling around Marlena’s opening. “Drenched.” She plunged her finger inside, making Marlena rock her hips and groan softly when her clit rubbed against Arlet’s palm.

“One more,” Marlena ordered against Arlet’s lips, kissing her like she couldn’t get enough. A second finger added, Marlena gripped Arlet’s shoulders, letting one hand trail to the back of her head, where she tangled her hand in her curly hair. She forced Arlet to lock eyes with her. There was a look of hunger on Arlet’s face, her eyes swimming with desire. Arlet’s fingers moved inside Marlena while she rubbed the heel of her palm into her sweet spot. “Yes, just like that,” Marlena purred, rolling her hips to gain more friction.

“You’re so hot. Gods, I wish you could see yourself right now.” Arlet broke the distance between their lips, crashing hers against Marlena’s and capturing her next moan.

Marlena rode Arlet’s hand, grinding against her open palm. Marlena had to pull away from her lips, panting from the pleasure and unable to focus on anything other than the way Arlet found the spot inside her like she’d done this a million times before. “Play with my nipples.” Marlena’s hand fell from the back of Arlet’s hair, dropping back to her shoulders.

Arlet took direction well, wasting no time flicking her tongue over Marlena’s hard nipple. She rotated between each, giving them equal attention.

Her pleasure came in like a crashing wave, sending bolts of ecstasy to her core. Marlena had to continue to remind herself that this home wasn’t big enough to make too much noise with all its visitors on the other side of her bedroom wall.

Marlena’s body started to tingle with her impending orgasm. She threw her head back, pushing into Arlet’s mouth with her chest. “Yes, yes. I’m so close.” Her bright blonde hair fell back over her shoulders, the feel of it tickling down her back sending her over the edge.

Tumbling.

Falling.

Plunging.