Page 60 of The Heartbreak Hotel

“Even though, and I quote, your feet ‘feel like slabs of concrete’?”

“Yep. Totally worth it.” She moaned as Riley massaged the sole of her foot. “Oh my god.” She closed her eyes, unable to stop the noises leaving her mouth.

“You know…” Riley began. Ella peeked and caught a cheeky grin spread over her face. “You took care of me. How about now, you let me take care of you?”

Ella’s heart stuttered. Riley continued to rub circles over her feet, making it hard to concentrate. “What…what do you have in mind?”

Riley hummed, her eyes drifting over Ella’s body in a way that made all the air in the room thicken. “I think we’ll start by removing some clothes.” Her hands caressed Ella’s calves and then up her thick thighs. The breath caught in her throat. “And then you can just…lie there.” Riley’s eyebrow quirked, and her hands drifted between Ella’s legs, parting them. She rubbed soft circles, barely touching her clit, and Ella bit her lip.

Fuck.

She swallowed, remembering the cool touch of Riley’s fingers on her chest when she had sunburn. Imagining them caressing other parts of her body sent a strong flutter between her thighs. “Anything else?”

“Actually, yes.” Riley’s eyes lit up. “I’ve got an idea to make this…interesting.”

Chapter Sixteen

Ella

Ella lay on her front, wearing only her underwear, with her face down in the pillow.

“No peeking,” Riley insisted as she rattled something under the bed. “I want you to relax.”

Ella lifted her arms above her head and let out a breath. She sank a little further into Riley’s mattress, but her ears pricked at every sound, wondering what the woman was up to.

There was a rustle and a click and then Riley’s voice. “This might be a little cold.”

Smooth, cold hands ran up Ella’s legs, and she flinched at the contact as they glided up over her thighs, fingers teasing under the material of her underwear and the curve of her arse, before dropping back down to her calves. Riley squirted more oil on Ella’s back, then rubbed either side of her spine and across her shoulder blades, dipping down her arms to the tips of her fingers.

“Oh my god,” Ella groaned, her muscles crying out with relief. “That feels incredible.”

“Good.” Riley caressed her thighs in circular motions and leaned close to Ella’s ear, her breath tickling her neck. “Your body is unreal.”

She was glad her face was squashed into a pillow so Riley couldn’t see her reaction. She was still learning to love her body for the way it was. Riley’s enthusiasm for her curves and wobbly bits made it easier for her to relax, knowing she wasn’t judging her—but actually enjoying it too.

Riley pressed harder, slipping her hands over her oily skin. “How’s the pressure?”

“G–good.” Ella could barely string a sentence together. Her body was levitating somewhere above her.

“Let me know if anything is too much.”

“I will.”

Riley worked magic over Ella’s muscles, her strong hands rubbing out knots in her back and taking her to a higher plane as weightlessness spread through her limbs. Every touch brought pleasure along her nerve endings, and she couldn’t hold in how good it made her feel.

Riley paused for a moment, the mattress jiggled, and then she mounted her, a leg on either side as she continued to massage. The extra pressure was welcome. She glided her thumbs up her spine, leaning forward to rub over the dip of her neck, and Ella let out another moan.

Riley’s breath ghosted over her skin. “I love hearing you,” she whispered. “It really turns me on.” She nibbled on Ella’s earlobe, and Ella grasped the pillow. Then she kissed her neck, erupting tingles everywhere, but pulled away too soon. Before Ella could complain, she resumed her pressured movement over her back, and Ella let out another involuntary whimper.

Riley had her in the palm of her hand. Literally.

Riley adjusted herself, spreading Ella’s legs so she could kneel between them. A deep ache twinged through her clit, and she fidgeted under her touch. Fingers worked at the heel of her foot, sliding over her calves, thighs, and then rested at Ella’s underwear. Riley slid her fingers underneath, inching closer to her pussy.

Ella bit her lip as she traced the outside with her thumbs, delicately, then let out a gasp. More. Heat rushed between her thighs, and her clit started to throb. Riley inched closer, teasing at the sensitive skin before grabbing her arse with force.

“Fuck,” Ella cried, her voice muffled in the pillow.

Riley’s firm hands squeezed before dipping down to brush at her entrance through the crotch of her underwear. Ella inhaled, turning her head to look at her.