Page 53 of The Heartbreak Hotel

Ella’s going to leave you.

Her arousal plummeted off a cliff, and she let out a deep sigh, relaxing her legs as they started to cramp. Sensing a change, Ella switched her focus to her face, and she slowed.

Riley bit her lip. “Sorry… I, uh. I’m not sure I can…finish.”

“That’s okay. There’s no pressure to come.” Ella pressed her lips to her thigh, her mouth glistening with Riley’s wetness. “I just wanna make you feel good.”

“You do. You did.” Riley felt herself scowl. “I was so close as well, but…”

“Hey.” Ella brushed her fingers over her abdomen. “It’s okay.”

“Sorry. It’s just frustrating.”

“You really don’t need to apologise.”

“It’s just been…a while.” Tears pricked behind her eyelids, and she wished them away.

Ella propped herself up on her elbow again. “It has for me too.”

Probably not three years, though.

Embarrassment crept up Riley’s spine, flushing her neck. Jesus. Suddenly, she felt very vulnerable, and she covered her face.

Ella climbed up her body to pull Riley’s hands from her eyes. She planted a kiss on her palm. “Getting to touch you in any sort of way is rewarding for me. Just being around you is. With or without clothes on.” She offered a soft smile. “We can do anything you want. At whatever pace. There’s no pressure.”

Her fingers cupped Riley’s face, her thumb stroking her cheek.

Riley inhaled and exhaled, letting her breathing return to normal. She leaned into Ella’s touch. “I do want this.” She blew out a big breath, trying to push her negative thoughts away. “It’s just…dusting off the cobwebs, I suppose.”

“Cobwebs.” Ella raised a teasing eyebrow. “That’s some sexy talk.”

Riley chuckled, feeling more at ease. Ella had a way of doing that. “I know. You’re very lucky.”

“I am.” Her fingertips traced along Riley’s jaw before settling back on her chest. “And I don’t expect anything from you, either. Like you don’t have to touch me if you don’t want to.”

“But I do.” The words tumbled out before she could help it. But sometimes, she didn’t want to think, she just wanted to do. To follow the signals firing through her body. And everything inside her pulsed with the energy of Ella.

Their eyes connected, and the air in the room shifted.

Riley suddenly remembered Ella’s body, pressed on top of hers, and she started throbbing again. Taking it slow, she let her hands drift lower, over Ella’s curves, and cupped her round bum, giving it a small squeeze.

Ella didn’t need much more encouragement. She adjusted herself so that she pressed against Riley’s clit and rocked her hips. God. Riley tightened the grip on her arse, her eyelids dipping.

“You like this too?” Ella asked, her voice a breathless whisper. Her eyes studied Riley’s face, her lips pursing. “You can ride me. Use me to make you feel good. Whatever way you see fit.”

Riley’s stomach rolled. Any other thoughts melted away.

“Within reason, anyway.” Ella’s mouth quirked, her gaze fixed on Riley’s face. “But I like that,” she whispered, shooting shivers up Riley’s neck. “Whatever makes you feel good makes me feel good.”

Words stuck in Riley’s throat as Ella continued to grind their hips together. She needed to get her out of those shorts.

Now.

Ella gave out a little shriek as Riley flipped her onto her back. Looking up at her with wide eyes, she gasped, before Riley captured her lips in a kiss. She moaned into her mouth, her hands reaching for Riley and pushing their centres back together.

Riley broke the kiss to tug Ella’s shorts off, lingering at the sight of her hot pink underwear. Riley could never, but they suited Ella to a tee.

She rolled them down her legs, sucking in a breath at how wet Ella was.