fluttered. Arousal pooled and heat built lower. She obeyed, sliding her
panties down her leg and stood in front of Kiera wonderfully naked.
With deliberate slowness, Kiera undressed fully and stood equally as
naked. They were both breathing hard, but Romi stood there as though she
was waiting for instruction.
Kiera gave it. “Lie down on the bed. On your back.”
Kiera loved watching Romi. She loved the way her hips swayed when
she walked, the way the muscles in her legs and torso flexed with every
single movement. Romi was all lithe grace and sweet curves. She was
enough to make anyone’s mouth water.
Kiera was more self-conscious. She doubted she moved with as much
grace or that she exuded sensuality like Romi did, but she swallowed back
her doubts when she watched the heat build in Romi’s eyes. Her pupils
were huge, and by the time Kiera slid onto the bed and straddled Romi’s
sweetly curved hips, she was breathing heavily.
Kiera slowly lowered herself down and Romi hissed when her
overheated flesh came into contact with her thigh. Kiera knew she was
soaking wet. She could feel the sleek trail that she made on Romi’s thigh
when she slowly ground against her.
She kept slowly gyrating, keeping her throbbing clit away from the
contact that was certain to set her off, while she leaned forward and claimed
Romi’s lips. She kissed her hard enough to grind the back of her head into
the pillow, then broke away, teasing her with little peppered kisses over her
chin and jaw. Romi whimpered and writhed below her, trying to bring her
hips into contact with Kiera, but she kept herself raised just enough to
frustrate Romi.
She trailed kisses down her neck, over her collarbones, and lower. She
took one nipple into her mouth and rolled her teeth over it, scraping it
lightly, then releasing it to blow on it. She loved the way the bud tightened
further at the rush of cold air.