“Your wish,” Dana said, pushing all the way inside. “My command.”
Samara lifted her leg, and Dana held on to it and thrust inside her as she continued to kiss her neck.
“God, you really know how to use that.”
“Better than some of the men you’ve been with?”
“Dana!”
Dana looked at her and said, “Sorry. Too much?”
“Don’t bring up other people we’ve… been with while you’re fucking me.”
“Oh,” Dana said and rolled into her.
“Yes!” Samara let out. “It won’t take long.”
“It better not. We have…” Dana grunted. “To be back in five minutes.”
“Not enough time to…” Samara cupped her ass. “Make you feel good.”
“This… makes me feel great. Plus, there’s this.”
Dana’s hand disappeared into the shorts she wore, and suddenly, Samara felt vibrations.
“Oh, shit,” she said in a high-pitched voice and pulled Dana into her more, massaging Dana’s ass.
Dana’s forehead rested on her shoulder, and within seconds, Dana was breathing hard, too. Samara couldn’t hold on any longer. She started coming and lowered her own forehead to Dana’s shoulder.
“God! Yes! Yes!”
Then, there was a knock on the door, and Dana stopped instantly.
“What? No, I was still–”
Dana covered Samara’s mouth with her hand and yelled, “Yeah?”
“We’re ready for you, Miss Sterling.”
“Miss Sterling?” Samara teased through Dana’s hand.
Dana rolled her eyes at her and replied, “I just need a minute to… pee. I’ll be right there.”
“Okay,” the PA said through the door. “Is Miss Barber with you by chance? She didn’t answer when I knocked on her door.”
“Yeah, she’s here. We’re… running lines.”
“Smooth,” Samara whispered and lowered Dana’s hand. “But if you don’t turn that thing off, I’m going to come again.”
“We’ll be right there,” Dana said.
“Okay.”
“Did she leave?” Samara asked.
“I don’t know, but I’m about to come.”
Dana picked her rocking back up.
