În seconds, Soren pulled Nia’s clothes off and dropped her own towel, desperate to get to her again.
Something about Nia’s body was so addictive to her.
Soren pushed her back against the wall, kissing her fiercely. The press of Nia’s naked body against her own felt incredible.
Nia’s breath was coming in gasps and she was breathing little moans of desire.
“Please,” she gasped.
“Say the words, Doc,” Soren whispered in her ear before biting her shoulder.
Nia yelped, “Please, fuck me,” she murmured.
Soren didn’t need asking twice. She dropped to her knees immediately taking Nia’s hot wet sex in her mouth, licking and sucking and inhaling the scent of her arousal.
Nia moaned loudly, her legs parting as Soren gripped her hips tightly, devouring the delicious taste of her pussy as though it was her last meal.
Soren took a breath. “Sit on my face,” she said. “I want you to ride my face til you come.”
She wondered for a second if the request might be too much but the taste of Nia was driving her wild and she had this hope that Nia might squirt in her mouth when she came.
She raised an eyebrow happily as Nia nodded and Soren lay herself down on her back on the carpeted floor.
She watched the lovely elegance of Nia’s body as Nia moved cautiously to straddle her head, but Soren didn’t want caution.
“Don’t be careful with me, “ Soren growled. “I want you to ride my face as hard and fast as you can until you come in my mouth and I drown in you.”
Nia laughed, nervously and Soren gripped hold of her hips and pulled her roughly down until she was tight against her face.
Soren eagerly moved with her tongue, licking hungrily, pressing her tongue inside Nia, desperate to taste every single part of her.
“Grind on my face,” she murmured into Nia’s pussy and she felt Nia press down tighter and heard her moans. Nia’s pussy was so deliciously wet, she felt like she could lick it forever.
Soren reached her right hand between her own legs sliding through her own wetness, losing herself by burying her face in Nia’s soaking pussy.
Soren felt Nia beginning to lose control and grind into her mouth. She rubbed her own clitoris harder and when Nia came and squirted hard into her mouth, nearly choking her as she swallowed hard, Soren’s own climax crashed through her body flooding her with heat.
It felt like the best orgasm she had ever had.
When they finally broke apart, both were breathing hard, Nia moved until she was lying along Soren’s body, their foreheads pressed together.
“Now what, Doc?” Soren murmured.
Nia’s answer came quiet but sure. “Now nobody leaves this time.”
7
NIA
The first thing Nia noticed was the sound of the wind.
It moaned against the windowpanes, soft now—no longer the furious storm of the night before, just a tired whisper moving over snow. The second thing she noticed was warmth.
Soren’s arm was slung around her waist, solid and heavy, their legs tangled under the quilt. The steady rhythm of her breathing brushed against the back of Nia’s neck. For a long moment, Nia didn’t move. She just let herselffeel: the heat of another body, the faint rasp of stubble against her shoulder, the soreness that reminded her exactly how they’d spent the night.
It should have felt wrong. It didn’t.
It felt dangerous.
