22
The bed was soft and smelled of fresh linen as Lisa lay down on top of the covers and looked at Stella. Her limbs were trembling, her nerve endings zinging, and Stella had left a trail of static sensation everywhere she’d touched her. The open window blew balmy wind into the room, soothing her skin that was damp from their heated kissing session on the roof terrace.
“You look like an angel in that dress,” Stella said as she crawled onto the bed and steadied herself above Lisa on her hands and knees. Her eyes had a darkness to them, a sensuality that made her irresistible. With her shirt open, Lisa appreciated the view of her cleavage in the black crop top and her tight stomach as she ran her hands over it. As soon as she’d unbuttoned it, she’d begged Stella to take her to bed, knowing she wouldn’t be able to stop once she started exploring her body.
“An angel? I’m not that innocent,” she retorted, giving Stella a flirty smile to let her know her thoughts were far from pure. She wanted nothing more than for Stella to kiss her again like she just had. To claim her in any way possible because it made her body rage with lust. She wanted it all, and she wanted it now.
“True. By dawn, you’ll be far from innocent.” Stella looked at her while she ran a hand up her thigh and under her dress, and she smiled when she felt Lisa’s muscles tense. “Can I take this off?”
Lisa nodded and lifted her hips, allowing Stella to pull down her underwear, then sat up and impatiently tore off her dress. She longed to feel warm skin against hers and as she pulled Stella’s shirt off, she could feel her eyes burning into her naked body.
“I love your body.” Stella’s eyes dropped from her face to her breasts, to the thin strip of hair between her legs and back up. “You’re so beautiful, you take my breath away.” There was a subtle tremble to her hand when she brushed Lisa’s hair away from her shoulders, and then Stella’s mouth was on her neck and everything passed Lisa in a deliciously slow blur. The raw intensity of her lips; kissing, sucking at her skin, the soft scraping of her teeth, her hands on her breasts, burning her up like a touch of flame.
Lisa threw her head back and spread her legs so Stella could get in between them, sighing at the closeness. She dragged her nails over her back, then tugged at the sports bra until Stella raised herself and took it off. “Mmm…” The sight of Stella’s small breasts caused a heat between her legs so strong she had trouble concentrating on the buttons of her shorts.
Stella bit her lip as she helped her wedge them down her thighs, taking her boxers along in the process. She kicked off the final garments and lowered herself on top of Lisa, her lashes fluttering when their bodies came together. Their legs tangled and their hands in each other’s hair, their next kiss was like nothing Lisa had ever experienced.
The feel of Stella’s body; firm and trim yet so soft and feminine, her weight that felt perfect as she weighed her down, her nipples, hard against Lisa’s chest, her hips moving into her in slow, sensual thrusts. Her hands fisting her hair, her lips, her tongue, her deep breaths as if she tried to breathe in all of her. Then Stella’s lips on her breasts, her teeth tugging at her nipple before she sucked it into her mouth. Her fingertips skimming her waistline down to the curve of her hips before moving to the inside of her thigh.
Lisa was squirming, moaning when she felt those fingertips land on her centre. Her touch was soft and careful, yet it felt like lightning had struck her, and her body filled with an electric energy that charged every cell until she couldn’t possibly feel any more. Stella kissed her deeply while she slowly circled her clit, her touch firmer when Lisa begged her by lifting her hips.
“Is that good?” Stella whispered, lifting her head to look at her.
“Uh-huh.” Lisa couldn’t speak; her thoughts were white noise, her body a tumble of emotions and reactions that brought her higher and higher. The way Stella looked at her while she lowered her fingers and entered her was the sexiest sight she’d ever encountered. “Fuck. Yes!” Pulling Stella’s face down, she kissed her fiercely, needing to feel all of her at once. The delicious fullness from Stella’s thrusting fingers as she ground into her and her hungry mouth were making her delirious, and she was shocked by how intense it felt. A tornado of sensations washed over her, and she moaned louder, frantically circling and thrusting her hips.
Sensing she was close, Stella moved deeper, harder, faster, curling her fingers and hitting the spot that sent Lisa over the edge. Lisa clung onto her, one hand on Stella’s back, her nails digging into her skin. Her other hand fisted her hair, and she held her as tightly as she could.
Everything became hazy then. Hazy like a dream in slow motion. The warm hand on her cheek told her Stella was watching her, but she couldn’t manage to open her eyes until every bit of tension had left her body. When she finally did, a warm glow coursed through her at the sight of Stella’s gorgeous face. Tiny beads of sweat were pearling on her forehead, her eyes were filled with desire and she looked a little smug, which made Lisa chuckle. “God, you’re sexy, you know that? And so talented.” She could still barely speak through her quick breaths.
“Am I?” Stella’s smirk widened into a beaming smile, and she laughed when Lisa rolled them over and straddled her. “Well, so are you. Sexy, that is.” She winked. “I have no idea if you’re talented yet.”
Lisa bit her lip and arched a brow as she leaned forward to brush her lips against Stella’s. “Well, I guess you’re about to find out.”
23
“Hey, wake up.” Sunlight was seeping through the bedroom window as Stella sat down on the bed and watched Lisa’s eyes flutter open. She looked cute beyond belief, and her tousled hair and lack of clothing was a pleasant reminder of last night. “Do you want coffee?” she asked, placing a mug on the bedside table. Although she wanted to kiss her, Stella wasn’t sure if that was part of the ‘casual code’. She’d had plenty of one-night stands and overthinking things was not something she normally did, but with Lisa she’d started second-guessing every step.
“Oh, God, I slept so deep.” Lisa smiled at her and sat up in bed. “Why didn’t you wake me earlier?” Her eyes suddenly widened when she saw Stella was already dressed in her Paradise Hotel polo shirt and shorts. “Should I be embarrassed? Did I snore?”
Stella laughed. “No, you didn’t snore. And you don’t need to get up; I just wanted to say thank you for last night before I leave for work. The door falls into the lock, so you can close it behind you. There’s a direct bus to the hotel; it stops in front of the post office we passed last night.” She hesitated. “Unless you want a lift? I can drop you off around the corner from the hotel, so my colleagues won’t see us arriving together.”
Lisa seemed to be mulling her offer over as she slowly awoke. “If I could get a lift that would be great,” she finally said. “I can be ready in five minutes.”
“Okay, no rush. I’m leaving in half an hour, so drink your coffee first.”
Lisa smiled at her. “Sorry, I’m always a little out of it first thing; mornings are not my forte.” The sheet fell down, exposing her breasts as she picked up the mug. She quickly pulled it back up, then chuckled and shook her head. “Not sure why I’m being such a prude; it’s nothing you haven’t seen up-close.”
“Trust me, I’ve seen every inch of you.” Stella’s eyes stayed fixed on her breasts, Lisa’s hard nipples now showing through the thin sheets. Her mouth had been there only hours ago, and she subconsciously licked her lips as she remembered Lisa’s lyrical cries when she’d made her climax time after time. Brushing her hair behind her shoulders, she leaned in to kiss her forehead, and when Lisa looked up at her, butterflies took over her core. For the first time in years, she felt herself blush profusely. If she’d had it bad before, this was a whole new level and all she wanted to do was crawl back under the covers and make love to her again.
“Thank you,” Lisa said. “For the coffee, and especially for you know...” she hesitated. “I had an amazing night. Mind-blowing, actually.”
“Me too.” Stella sat down on the edge of the bed and placed a hand on Lisa’s thigh. “Maybe we could do it again?”
“Yeah…”
“Or if you don’t want that, I totally get it,” Stella hastily interrupted her. “Don’t worry; I don’t have any expectations. We just had fun and... and I like you and…” She groaned in frustration at her inability to form a coherent sentence. How had they gone from a comfortable new friendship with natural interaction to this clumsy conversation? She was normally quite smooth. But then again, she was normally also happy to see her lovers go in the morning and with Lisa here, she really wished she could take the day off because everything was different with her.
Lisa shot her a shy grin in return. “No. I’d really like to do this again,” she said softly. “If it’s not too risky. I mean, I won’t tell anyone.”
