Page 51 of Heart of the Villain

Arlet’s face lit up with a smile. “Good. I⁠—”

Marlena dropped one hand to rest on the small of her back, bringing their bodies together and disrupting Arlet’s thoughts. “You?” She raised a brow but knew the look in her eyes was enough to get her off the topic of Ivelle.

The worry washed off Arlet’s face as she leaned in for a soft kiss. “I’m glad you like the dress, and I know you’re going to look magnificent in it, but I’m already planning on how I want to take it off you.”

Chills ran down Marlena’s spine as Arlet kissed down her jaw, suckling on the delicate skin of her neck.

“And all the ways I’m going to get you to moan my name tonight.” Arlet’s breath was hot on Marlena’s skin. “How special I’m going to make you feel on your birthday.”

It had been weeks since they’d seen each other, and over a month had gone by since they’d been caught in the hall with Ivelle. Since their little tryst began, the two hadn’t been apart that long.

Time felt like it was speeding up, and Marlena still had no plan as to how she was supposed to tell Arlet what was to come.

One more night… I can have one more night. It felt like she counted in one more nights a lot lately.

“Since it’s my birthday, can I request a preview of what’s to come?”

Arlet slid the nightgown straps down Marlena’s shoulders, and it fell to the floor, leaving her completely bare and exposed to Arlet’s sweeping gaze. “I suppose,” she purred. This time, when Arlet bit her lip, it was with lust clouding her hazel eyes, not trepidation.

Arlet wasted no time grabbing Marlena’s full breasts in her hands, twisting one nipple in her fingers and taking the other between her teeth with a light nip. Her tongue swirled around the bud until it was at its peak.

Marlena tangled a hand in Arlet’s hair, a soft moan escaping her lips as Arlet continued the exploration of her body.

Arlet’s gaze shifted from Marlena’s chest to her eyes as she kissed her way back up to her mouth. “I’ve missed you so much,” she mumbled against her skin.

Arlet backed her up until she bumped into the loveseat. Marlena sat, watching Arlet fixate on the warmth she knew was waiting for her between Marlena’s thighs.

Being the center of attention sent Marlena into a lustful spiral, the feeling of being wanted pulling her down into a sea of need. She positioned herself on the armrest of the couch and spread herself wide, sliding her fingers through the slick lips of her pussy. “Did you miss the way she cries for you, pet? How wet she gets when I think of your mouth on me?”

Arlet sank between her legs, answering Marlena’s question by dragging her tongue between her slit. She hummed in response to Marlena’s hips bucking.

Marlena gripped the back of the couch. Arlet continued to work her tongue against Marlena’s clit, switching between flicking and sucking in perfect synchrony.

“Oh my gods, yes,” Marlena cried softly, locking eyes with Arlet at the same time she slid two fingers inside her. “Such a good girl. You know exactly how I like it.”

Arlet expertly pressed into Marlena’s soft spot, then pulled her fingers all the way out, only to plunge them back in with more power each time.

Marlena removed her hand from Arlet’s hair, massaging her nipples for more stimulation.

“That’s it. Play with those perfect tits while I make you come.” Arlet removed her mouth from Marlena’s clit, replacing it with her thumb. “Fuck, Marlena. You’re so hot.”

The groan escaping Arlet’s mouth flipped a switch inside Marlena. She stopped touching herself, yanking Arlet up by her underarm, and captured her mouth with hers. Marlena didn’t have to wait for Arlet to open her mouth—she’d eagerly opened it the second their lips met.

Marlena sucked Arlet’s tongue into her mouth, tasting herself, causing another wave of pleasure to rack through her while Arlet continued to use her fingers to bring her to the edge of an orgasm.

Her walls tightened, gripping Arlet’s fingers as she neared her climax. Marlena whimpered, losing sight of the person she was supposed to present herself as.

Arlet pulled away from her lips and kissed down her body until she was back between her legs. She sucked the inside of Marlena’s thighs, surely leaving marks, her eyes staying fixed on Marlena’s core while pumping her fingers in and out. “That’s it. Let me hear you.” Her tongue met her now overly sensitive bud, and within seconds Marlena’s body shuddered.

Her head flew back, her long blonde hair cascading down her spine, and she moaned Arlet’s name loud enough for the whole home to hear.

Arlet lapped up the cum spilling out of Marlena and cleaned her fingers off with her tongue. “Sweeter than any cake I’ll taste tonight.”

Gods, Arlet was a different woman when it was just the two of them—so sure of herself, so strong. Marlena could see the woman she could become with a little coaxing and praise.

Gone was the girl who was timid and unsure of herself, and in her place was this minx of a woman, ready to wreak havoc on Marlena’s body and mind.

“Fuck, come here.” Marlena pulled Arlet back up to her lips, devouring her like she could be the one to rid Marlena of all the wrongdoings in her life.