“Right.” Olivia swallowed hard, stepping away from her wine rack. Heat surged as her pulse hammered in her throat. The drive here must have reestablished Jaime’s equilibrium while shattering her own.
Jaime raised an eyebrow, her voice dropping. “We don’t have to do this. I can just head back home.”
“Is that what you want?” Olivia asked, her voice more unsteady than she’d like.
Jaime chuckled, the sound rough and low, curling through the air between them. “I kissed you in a place where anyone could have walked in on us, left the gala, my award, and followed you all the way here. What do you think?”
“Oh,” Olivia breathed, blinking rapidly. She hadn’t thought of it like that. God, what were they doing?
“But maybe you’ve changed your mind?” Jaime teased, her gaze lingering on Olivia.
Olivia straightened, taking a slow breath before closing the distance between them. “Not a chance.” Her voice sounded firmer now as her nerves steadied, or better, shifted into a different mode.
Jaime smiled, allowing Olivia to pull her close and capture her lips. What started as a soft, tentative kiss grew in intensity, both reclaiming the spark from earlier, their hunger for each other quick to reignite.
Olivia maneuvered them toward the bedroom, drawing Jaime closer to the bed. She broke the kiss, gazing in wonder at Jaime’s flushed face and kiss-swollen lips. “Turn around,” she croaked.
Jaime raised one manicured eyebrow, but heeded Olivia’s request.
Olivia’s fingers trembled when she raised her hand to pull down the zipper of Jaime’s dress. She ghosted her fingers up Jaime’s back, and as goosebumps pebbled Jaime’s skin, she slid the straps off her pale shoulders, watching the fabric pool at her feet. She worried her lower lip.
Jaime looked over her shoulder. “Do you like it?”
Olivia’s gaze shot back up. “Yes. I like even more how little you’re wearing beneath it.” She smiled when Jaime flushed and averted her gaze.
“The dress is a bit too snug for much.”
Olivia hummed, stepping closer and encircling Jaime, she covered her breasts with her hands, squeezing the warm flesh before brushing her thumbs over pert nipples.
Jaime sighed, leaning against her.
Trailing her hands down Jaime’s torso, Olivia slipped her fingers under the thin waistband of her thong before pulling it down.
“Why is it that I’m always naked while you’re still fully dressed?” Jaime turned, stepping out of her clothes and facing Olivia with an expression of pure challenge.
Olivia’s gaze roamed over Jaime’s nude body, and she licked her lips. God, the things she wanted to do, and—
“Olivia?”
Her gaze snapped back up to meet Jaime’s, and despite the heat rushing to her cheeks, she narrowed her eyes at Jaime’s smug expression. “Let’s even the playing field then, shall we?” Olivia undressed, much slower than she wanted, but she enjoyed the dazed look washing over Jaime as more and more of her skin was revealed.
“You’re gorgeous,” Jaime breathed before she pulled Olivia close, and together they tumbled onto the bed.
Olivia groaned when their kiss deepened. She sucked at Jaime’s tongue, scraping her teeth along the muscle.
Jaime broke away, hovering over Olivia with glassy eyes and blown pupils. “What do you want?”
Running her fingers along Jaime’s smooth back, Olivia gripped her ass, pulling her hips closer to slot in between her legs. “I want you to fuck me,” Olivia graveled.
Jaime gritted her jaw before dipping her head and resuming their heated kiss. Her fingers found Olivia’s breasts, and she rubbed her nipples. She shifted and began kissing along Olivia’s neck, sucking and softly nipping at the skin.
Jaime traced her tongue alongOlivia’s collar bones before meandering farther south, kissing her breasts, drawing a nipple between her lips.
Olivia moaned, rocking her hips up as her hands found Jaime’s head. She dug her fingers into her scalp when Jaime sucked hard, rasping her teeth along the bud.
Jaime turned her focus to Olivia’s other breast, mouthing at the flesh before pulling the nipple into her searing mouth.
Digging her head deeper into the pillow, Olivia’s eyes fell shut and her hips continued their slow undulation against Jaime, overwhelmed by the liquid arousal Jaime chased through her veins. She’d dreamed of this, despite having had little hope of getting another chance to experience Jaime’s passion, prepared to freeze on the outside.
