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Violet
Tonight isthe last night in Vegas. Which means it’s the last night I’ll be spending in Dakota’s arms. I don’t want to think about it, but it’s also all I can think about. Which is to say, my brain hates me. We haven’t talked about what it means, officially. As much as I want to, I can’t bring myself to bring it up.I’ve never been the big feelings type, I mean look what happened with Grant. He was the one who always wanted to talk about being more. It’s not that I don’t believe in it, I just figure I am more of an in the moment type. Like if things are meant to work out, they will. But only in regards to relationships, everything else I have to worry and over plan and overthink about.
We spend most of the night drinking but I am careful not to drink too much. I want to be sober enough to remember our last night together. The last thing I want is to be too drunk to enjoy it. And from the way Dakota is nursing her drinks tonight, it seems like she has the same thought.
“Do you want to sneak out of here?” she whispers against my ear. We’ve been trying not to be too obvious, for Grant’s sake, but I’m pretty sure that ship has sailed. Dakota’s hands have been tangled in mine all night and she’s been my honorary dance partner so it isn’t like we were hiding anything.
“How?” I whisper back, wide eyed, it isn’t exactly like our group is large enough to sneak away from.
“Hey guys, we’re going to call it a night,” Dakota announces suddenly.
Everyone turns to stare at the implications of Dakota’s words and my face reddens. Grant’s at the bar, refilling his drink, so the rest of our friends clear the surprise from their faces and wish us a goodnight. We all hug each other goodnight, splitting off into different directions. Kate and Austin head up the elevator, ready to start their honeymoon escapades, which they told us too many details to. Grace sneaks past all of us, heading for the elevator about five “last hugs of the night” ago. Harry and Grant make their way back to the casino floor. From the looks of it, they are both looking to lose themselves in money and alcohol. I feel a twinge of guilt when Grant catches my eye as Dakota is holding my hand. There is no denying that there is something between me and her. I don’t mean to hurt him more. Hell, I didn’t even want to hurt him in the first place. But the stark difference between the smile on Dakota’s face and the sour look on his tells me it is going to be a while before we can be friends again–if we can ever be friends again.
Dakota takes my hand, leaving our drinks behind, and walks me to the elevator. I can’t help but wonder if she is dragging me to the spot that Kate had told us about.
“You didnotjust do that,” I scold her as we step inside the elevator alone.
“Oh, but I did.” She winks and pulls me in by the waist, clashing her hips into mine. She holds me like we’re dancing and I fall backward into a kiss. Her lips and the elevator moving make it feel like I’m floating on air.
“Come on.” She pulls me out of the elevator and down the hall to our room. I hate that this is the last time I’ll be able to say that.
“Hey, don’t give me that face.” Dakota tilts my chin toward her.
“I’m sorry, I was just thinking about…” My voice trails, we both already know the unspoken.
“I know, but hey. Let’s enjoy tonight, huh?” she whispers and I nod. She places a chaste kiss on my lips and opens the door.
As soon as we’re inside, my lips meet hers in a frenzy. I don’t want to let her go, and I can tell by the way she kisses me back, she feels the same. Her body presses into mine against the hotel room door. Like two teenagers desperate for a release after hours of teasing, our clothes drop to the floor just as quickly.
“I want you on the bed.” She moans against my teeth, stopping just enough to say.
I nod, and the rest of our underwear falls to the floor with each new step. Dakota pushes me down onto the bed, with one hand on my waist and the other gently around my neck. It isn’t my favorite thing, but when she does it, I am into anything.
“Tell me what you want,” she whispers into my neck. Kissing my collarbone, up to my earlobe and back down. Her hands cradling my chest, her fingers pebbling my nipples. I let out a small gasp as her thigh finds itself between my legs.
“I- I—“ I try to speak but my mouth can’t seem to form any words.
“Tell me what you want, babe,” she prompts again. This time biting down slightly on my neck as if to leave a hickey. Is she trying to brand me?We really are like high schoolers.
“I- I want you to eat me out,” I finally manage.
“Good girl.” She kisses my nose softly and I melt at her words.
Dakota flicks a tongue over my breast, while her hand meets the other. Her tongue beginning to trail down my stomach, to my hip bone and stopping just before my bare core. I can feel her warm breath and the anticipation rising in my abdomen like a roaring fire.
She dives in, licking my clit, and I let out a loud yelp. The intensity being too much but she doesn’t stop, instead I think she gets off on the twisted pleasure it brings me. Dakota continues to devour me, licking, my body a panting mess as she eats me out.
“I want to hear you scream my name. Let everyone know who makes you feel this good.” Dakota stops to make me look down at her and let me just tell you, there is nothing sexier than a hot girl eating you out and giving direct eye contact. I could cum from that sight alone.
“Yes, just don’t stop,” I command. She giggles. She fucking giggles and dives back in, slower then picking up the pace just enough to drive me wild.
I can feel the anticipation building, my toes curling, my back arching as she gives one final lick to my core and I’m cumming. “Oh, Dakota! Fuck!” I scream out, throwing my head back.
Dakota doesn’t let up, licking me just as my thigh clench together. Instead she inserts a finger and I can feel a second orgasm building almost instantly. Is she trying to kill me? She pumps her finger in and out, licking my clit and the orgasms become simultaneous with each other. I’m coming for a second time before I know it, with Dakota smiling between my thighs.
Before she can go for a third, I tap her out. I am all for going all night but any more in a row and my body might pass out, I am not used to that kind of thing.
“Wow,” I say breathlessly.
