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So good to rest my weight against her and let my body become hers to manage. If only for tonight.
For now.
“Look,” Sal said, directing my attention to the mirror.
I knew men found me beautiful. They’d made it abundantly apparent all my life whether I wanted them to or not. But, for my own purposes, I had never seen beauty as more than a commodity. A useful tool to get what I wanted.
What Sal wanted was for me to see myself.
To be turned on by my body under her touch.
Moving upward, she lifted the top until the barest edge of my nipple was visible, teasing the over-sensitized peak with fabric softened by contact with her body over time.
I ached to feel her there. Her fingertips. Her mouth. Her fecking elbow at this point.
The effect was the same whether she sensed this or simply couldn’t keep her hands off me any longer. Sal filled her palms, relieving me of the weight of my breasts, gently brushing the hardened nipples with thumbs roughened by the hand that gripped her bow.
My teeth sank into my lower lip as wet heat gathered between my thighs. My hips arched into hers, and Sal lightly pinched the tender flesh, sending a flash of pleasure clear to my toes.
Suddenly, that one point of contact was no longer enough. I found Sal’s mouth with mine, and we fused on a shared moan. Soft lips, demanding tongues, hot silken heat. She tasted of spice and smoke seasoned by mystery and deepened by what I knew was a terrible idea. As so many of mine had been.
And yet, had I done even one thing differently, I wouldn’t find myself in this present moment. Helplessly dissolving into bliss.
Unable to bear it any longer, I turned in the circle of her arms and pressed my body to hers. Seeking every surface where my skin could make contact. Gluing our bellies together. Melding our mouths once more. Drinking her in with every one of my cells. For all the coming times when I’d be lonely.
What a cruel joke this was. To meet Salvation, to know she existed, but to have no more of her than I could take in one night. The thought made me greedier still, and I shifted my hips back from hers to wedge my hands between us. She caught me by the wrists and moved them upward.
My fingers memorized the ridges of her rib cage. The small swells of her breasts.
I pulled my mouth away from hers and brought it down her throat. It was the silkiest thing I had ever touched or tasted.
I couldn’t get enough.
Sal’s fingers threaded through my hair as I brought my lips to her nipple, gently testing it against the seam of my mouth before teasing it with the barest tip of my tongue. Her stomach contracted on an indrawn breath, her grip tightening, making the pressure on my scalp dance between pleasure and pain.
She tasted of leather, of salt. And of something that was all her own.
Gently drawing me upward by the hair, she walked me over to the bed and guided me to sit on the edge of it.
There, she helped me out of the top and traced the place on my shoulder where the straps had been.
I’d had my breasts fondled. Pinched. Squeezed and groped since they decided to bud before my eleventh birthday. They had never been the source of positive attention if I was honest.
To have Sal look at them in that worshipful way was amusing as it was disorienting.
“They’re right pain to haul around,” I said.
Sal lifted them in her cupped hands. “If you were mine, you’d not have to carry them another minute of your life,” she said, brushing the turgid peak of one nipple.
“That would look a little odd, don’t you think?” I asked. “You walking around behind me in the market holding up my tits while I stand in front of the fish case.”
“Who cares how it would look?” Her eyes smoldered up at me as she breathed a warm current over my nipple. “Any man who dared insult you it soon be surrendering his tongue.”
I was only about half sure she was jesting.
“We’d quickly run out of places to shop.”
“Then I’d just have to bring the world to you.” Her mouth closed over my nipple, and my back arched with pleasure the likes of which I had never known. Her tongue danced with my sensitive flesh in the hot, lush darkness until my entire body was one undulating wave.
