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“No,” she said, undoing the button of her jeans and then sliding them down her legs. She wasn’t wearing underwear.
Holy shit holy shit Esme Bell is naked in my bedroom.
“I don’t think you want to talk about pillows either,” she said, and lay on the bed, staring at me expectantly.
“No, I don’t.”
It took me a little more effort to get my own pants and underwear off before I joined her on the bed.
“Is this really happening?” I said, without meaning to.
“It is if you want it to be,” she said, taking one finger and running it down my chest between my boobs.
“Yes,” I said, and leaned over to kiss her.
So far, our kisses had been slow and sweet, but now that we were naked, we were both frenzied and frantic, touching everywhere at once for maximum skin contact.
We rolled over and over, gasping and reaching and touching and licking and tasting. Somehow I ended up on my back, and I wasn’t upset about it.
Esme straddled my legs and kissed her way down my neck, every now and then leaving little bites that made me moan. Tomorrow I’d have marks and that turned me on even more. Let her mark me. I’d wear them with pride.
I arched my back as she took one of my nipples in her mouth, rolling her tongue around it and sucking. Her hair was everywhere, so I pushed it out of her face so I could see her. I had to see her face.
“Do you have a hair tie?” she asked, setting her chin on my stomach. I couldn’t answer for a beat because she was just so sexy. Her ass was in the air, and there was another tattoo there that I hadn’t had time to inspect yet.
“Oh, yeah,” I said. Even though I’d cut my hair to my chin a few months ago, I still had some on my nightstand. I gave her one and she put her hair up in a sloppy bun before going back to torturing my nipples until I was begging and pleading. For what, I couldn’t articulate.
“Fuck, this is so much better than I imagined,” she said in a soft voice.
“You’ve thought about this?” I asked, as she kissed around my belly button.
“Many, many times.”
That was news to me. Tonight was full of all kinds of revelations.
I wanted to say something else, but then she brushed my clit and I lost the ability to form sentences.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” was all I could say as she kissed the insides of my thighs and let her clever fingers find out exactly how I liked to be touched.
Esme Bell had good instincts.
As if she was reading my mind, she thrust one and then two fingers inside me as she rubbed my clit with the heel of her hand.
Her mouth got in on the action and I came apart in a leg-shaking, breath-stealing, mind-blowing orgasm that snuck up on me so fast that I thought it was going to kill me as it burned through my body like wildfire. It ended gently, as I slid down the rest of the mountain and came to an exhausted rest back in my bed with a gorgeous woman between my legs. I didn’t mean to come that fast. Oops?
“You going to make it?” she asked, as I panted and twitched in the aftermath.
“I’m not sure. Ask me in an hour.” I said. I tried to touch her face, but my body was so limp that I couldn’t raise either of my arms.
Esme smirked. “It takes you an hour to recover? Oh, what will I do with myself while I wait?” she said, sitting up and opening her legs so I could see all of her. As I watched, she licked her fingers and slid them down her stomach, moaning when she reached the right spot.
I was transfixed as she pleasured herself, throwing her head back and biting her lip and letting out the sweetest little moans. She was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen, and I didn’t even think twice as I mirrored her actions, using my fingers on myself. I was already so wet from the previous orgasm and from her mouth that it was easy to slide three fingers inside myself, thrusting hard.
My sounds joined hers as we both brought ourselves closer and closer. I held back just enough so I didn’t come before her, but I didn’t know how long I could wait. If I was telling the truth, I was trying to have us come at the same time, but she went first, with loud cries and an arched back. Watching her threw me off for a second, but then I let myself fall as our noises blurred together.
“No fair,” she said, looking down at me with hazy eyes. “You’ve already come twice.”
“It’s not my fault you decided to take matters into your own hand.” I held mine up and wiggled my fingers so she’d get the joke.
