Page 52 of The Heartbreak Hotel

Ella slid her hands up her top, letting her nails drag over her abs. She was watching her carefully, testing the waters before doing it again, a little harder, making Riley hiss and squirm.

Jesus. Yes, she wanted this.

Ella’s fingers gripped the waistband of her shorts, and after a nod of confirmation, she shuffled them down Riley’s legs, leaving her in her black briefs.

When Riley had pictured this before, lying in this bed or daydreaming out on the island, her mind had hijacked the fantasy. Her thoughts had always found their way into the spaces, taking any Ella fantasies and drowning them deep in the depths of the sea. At this moment, Ella held all of her concentration. Every touch. Every lingering look was making the feeling swell deep in her centre, begging for attention.

Ella dipped her head, just a breath away from touching her, and Riley gasped. Anticipating the feel of her mouth, she fidgeted, feeling more wetness pool in her underwear. She didn’t just want this; she needed it. She needed Ella. Desperately.

A loose strand of hair fell from Ella’s bun, and she tucked it behind her ear. “I want to taste you,” she murmured, low in her throat. Those big eyes commanded hers, pupils blown wide. “Can I?”

Riley’s cheeks warmed, words impossible to form. She swallowed and nodded, and Ella wasted no time in closing her mouth around her clit. Riley moaned at the contact. Even through the soft cotton of her boxer briefs, her whole body reacted. Her hands gripped the covers, and Ella kissed her harder, letting her tongue swipe over her.

Arousal peaked in her centre, making her ache everywhere. Fuck. She might combust at this rate.

“Please,” she begged, unable to stand the pressure building in her clit.

Ella slipped off her underwear, the cool air hitting her as her hungry eyes raked over her exposed skin. Time seemed to slow before she buried herself back between Riley’s thighs, and the relief from her hot tongue was immediate. She couldn’t contain it.

She whimpered, tightening her grasp as Ella took turns to kiss, lick, and suck at her. Her fingers spread Riley’s legs wider, and she angled her head so she could meet her gaze.

Their eyes locked, and a tremor of pleasure swelled below Riley’s navel.

“Do you want it soft?” Ella asked. Her tongue snaked out to brush delicately over her, and Riley cursed. “Or hard?” She sunk her tongue into Riley, then swiped harder against her clit.

Riley pulled back. “S–soft. Ish,” she managed.

Ella’s lips quirked, and the sight of her there between Riley’s thighs sent another surge between her legs. Her tongue flicked back and forth over her clit, a teasing pressure that hit her just where she wanted it.

“Like this?” Ella asked.

“Mmm.” Words failed her, but her hands gripped the back of Ella’s neck. Ella hummed at the contact, and the vibrations pinged pleasure along Riley’s skin.

Ella’s tongue slicked and lapped at her, and more wetness flooded her thighs.

“God. You’re soaked.” Ella drew a lazy swipe up her folds, her eyes flicking to hers. Before Riley could feel embarrassed, she added, “I fucking love it.”

Ella’s lips and tongue worked to draw whimpers from her, Riley’s chest coiling tighter as she got closer and closer to climax. Her hips bucked, her muscles clenching. Ella’s hands brushed her abs, hips, and squeezed at the tops of her thighs, as she pulled herself closer. Deeper.

“Mmm.” Riley closed her eyes, moans catching in her throat as she hovered above release. Her thighs trembled.

So close.

Her heart beat furiously against her ribcage, breaths coming hard and fast.

Come on.

She was drenched, evidence of that slicked up her thighs and Ella’s face—and it felt so good—so why couldn’t she finish?

You feel too guilty.

Oh, no. The slip opened up the pathway for Riley’s mind to intercept her thoughts, and now the flow barraged her with them. One after the other.

You shouldn’t be doing this.

It’s all going to end badly.

She opened her eyes and focused on Ella. Her gorgeous mouth brought another hit of pleasure, which almost pushed her over the edge. Her lungs burned.