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I could feel how wet I’d become. The thin white panties I’d stitched for myself were soaked through and clinging to my lips. I knew she could see it, smell it.
“I can,” she replied out loud, catching my thought. “But you get wetter with my tongue in you.”
Her words zipped straight to my pussy and my fingers were quick to follow.
I was too turned on to be embarrassed by the thick layer of wetness I had to surpass before I could reach my clit. But with that first touch, I moaned, throwing my head back.
Cedra probably thought I was a tease. With my panties in the way, all she could see was the outline of my fingers working my wet flesh.
I barely even finished the thought before the soft fabric was ripped away at the seams.
I gasped, opening my eyes. My panties were now just a layer of torn fabric.
“I didn’t touch you,” Cedra growled. “I’m playing by your rules.”
The aggressive move swept through me like flames, burning a trail of need, a need so hot. I swallowed, my fingers poised over my clit. Well, yes, she was right. She hadn’t touched me, not even for a second. But why did I feel a fresh burst of wetness against my fingertips?
I leaned back slightly, using my left hand to reach behind and balance myself on Cedra’s knee. I knew it put me on display, silver moonlight bouncing against my skin as I moved, my hips making little rotations against my seeking finger.
I’d never felt so bold before, so powerful. It felt like my life’s purpose was to be watched by Cedra’s hungry eyes, feel her low growls reverberating through our bodies. I felt as though her whole being was at the mercy of my single, wet finger.
Tiny zips of pleasure guided me as I rode my finger, creating little circles around my clit.
Then, with a wet, obscene squelch, I fit two fingers inside me. The burst of pleasure reduced my voice into little hiccups and I shuddered on top of her, thighs clenching around her. I held my fingers still for a moment, savoring the pleasure.
The room echoed with a breathy moan.
When my eyes opened again, Cedra wasn’t looking at my pussy, as I’d imagined. Instead, her eyes were trained on my face, as though she were partaking in my pleasure. And gods, I wanted her to share this with me.
I withdrew my fingers, trailing a wet smudge across my bare thighs. I raised them to her lips, barely getting out the word “suck” before her mouth closed over them. Deep, wet, hot. Her tongue ran over them, between them, sucking, licking me clean.
All the while her eyes never left mine.
My breath became shallow as she released my fingers with a soft pop. Her lips were wet with traces of my juices and she made a show of getting every last drop with her tongue.
My fingers returned to my pussy, greedy now to get to the end. My hips began the now-natural undulations on their own and gasps parted my lips and my fingers led them in a dance of pleasure.
Sounds of my wetness echoed in the room as my fingers moved in and out erratically, setting an erotic rhythm only we were privy to.
And then I tipped over the edge, shuddering over her, fingers pressed deep inside me, gargled sounds emanating from my parted lips.
I felt her legs tilt upwards to support me as my body slackened, and I slid down to rest against her chest. My face found the crook of her neck and I breathed heavily against the smooth skin there.
As I caught my breath, I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips. “Never done that before.”
“I’m glad you had fun, ’mara,” Cedra’s said. “Now it’s my turn.”
I squealed as she slid us to the floor, covering me from head to toe with her body.
