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“Shit,” Zann swore as her hips jerked forward needfully. “Wait,” she groaned as she used her hold on Lydia’s hair to push her way. Lydia started to whine in protest, but quieted when Zann’s touch gentled as she combed her fingers through the abused strands and said, “I want to come inside you.”

Lydia gritted her teeth as a heavy, pulsing ache flared low in her belly, and exhaled slowly through her nose as she blinked her eyes open. She licked her lips as she looked up to meet Zann’s dark, hungry gaze, and nodded.

She wanted that, too.

Her throat tightened with anticipation as she helped Zann step into the harness. Strong fingers tenderly massaged her scalp as she worked it higher, her nails raking against smooth, muscular legs. The heavy, wanting fall of Zann’s breath raining upon her was delicious, as was the deep moan that rumbled in Zann’s chest when she took advantage of the freedom she was given to lick a stripe up her thigh as she guided the harness over her hips.

“Fuck, Lyds…”

“That is the idea,” Lydia purred, smiling and winking at Zann coquettishly.

“Baby,” Zann half-laughed, half-whined.

“I know, darling.” Lydia flicked her eyes to the length of silicone bobbing in front of her. “Hold, please.”

She stared, enraptured, as Zann’s free hand reached between them, and she very nearly came as she watched Zann’s fingers curl one by one around the thick length until she held it tightly in her grip.

“Like this?” Zann asked, her voice soft and textured like crushed velvet as she adjusted the base of the dildo so it sat where she wanted it.

Lydia kissed Zann’s hip. “Just like that,” she said, and her pulse spiked at the way Zann hissed a sharp breath as she yanked the waist straps of the harness tight.

This whole play was absolutely doing it for her, but goddamn was it a rush to know that Zann was equally affected. She swirled her tongue around the thick head as she dragged her nails over Zann’s ass to grab the straps that hung loosely against her upper thighs, delighting in the way Zann’s chest lifted and fell with every thunderous breath. She toyed with the straps for a moment, sweeping a finger between buttery soft leather and silken skin, letting Zann’s need sweep over her like a heavy caress, before she eventually took pity on them both and opened her mouth wide to take as much of Zann into her mouth as she could as she finished snugging the harness in place.

Zann’s rough, “Get up here,” sounded almost pained as she urged her to her feet, and Lydia’s stomach flipped at the feeling of Zann’s cock that was damp with her own spit dragging against her skin as she stood. “Christ, that was so fucking hot, Lyds,” Zann rasped as she tugged her close and claimed her lips in a kiss that was instantly deep and bruising.

The heavy push and pull of Zann’s mouth and the electricity that followed in the wake of her hands as they slid with equal fervor over her back and sides was fucking perfect, but it didn’t satisfy the growing ache low in her belly that begged to be filled.

“Need you,” Lydia rasped desperately against Zann’s lips when they broke apart so they could each draw a proper breath.

She mewled needfully when Zann’s hands dropped to her hips, the left pulling while the right pushed in a silent turn around, and her heart swooped into her throat as she obeyed.

The world tipped beneath her feet at the feeling of Zann’s hands sliding up her belly to palm her breasts as she lavished her throat with wet, hungry kisses, and she moaned as she rolled her hips back against the firm length pressing against her ass.

“Gonna make you feel so good,” Zann murmured, tweaking Lydia’s nipples hard enough to make her cry out as pleasure rocketed through her. She increased the pressure of her fingers as she rolled the stiff buds and thrust against her ass. “You want this, don’t you?”

Lydia groaned and pressed her hips back harder. “So much.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone as much as I want you right now,” Zann rasped as her right hand dropped from Lydia’s breast to play between her legs.

Lydia gasped at the first firm, targeted press of Zann’s fingers against her clit, and her eyes rolled back in her head when Zann reached deeper to tease her opening.

“So wet for me,” Zann cooed approvingly as she pressed three fingers inside and began pumping in and out, twisting and spreading Lydia open, preparing her for what was to come.

Lydia writhed in her arms. It felt incredible, but it wasn’t nearly enough. She wanted more. “I need it,” she whined. “Please, darling. I need it.”

“Shit,” Zann groaned, pressing deep and curling her fingers hard enough to draw another desperate moan from Lydia’s lips. “Bend over for me, love.”

“God, yes,” Lydia whimpered as she pitched forward, bracing her forearms on the bed. She had only a moment to lament the way the change in position meant Zann wasn’t able to fill her as deeply before Zann pulled out completely.

“I know, baby,” Zann murmured when Lydia whined piteously at the loss. “I’ve got you.”

Lydia rocked back on her forearms as the fat head of Zann’s cock stroked through her folds, trying to find the angle where it’d slip inside her, and her mouth fell open with a silent moan when they found it.

Zann caressed her hips as she rocked into her with controlled thrusts, giving her time she honestly didn’t need to adjust to the girth of her, and stars flashed behind her eyes when Zann finally, finally bottomed out, filling her so perfectly that it was as if she’d been made for her. The stretch was fucking sublime, and she bit her lip as she rocked back, trying to take her even deeper.

“Good?” Zann checked, her voice tight with hunger tempered by restraint.

Lydia appreciated Zann’s care, but she was so insanely turned on that it was unnecessary. “So good,” she panted as she ground wantonly against her. “Please,” she begged, her voice pitched as she drew the single syllable out until she ran out of breath. She dropped her head to her fists and lifted her ass higher. “Please fuck me.”