She had been right in terms of what Hanna needed. Maya was good at reading Hanna’s heart, but Lily could read her body. Lily knew she needed to understand that lashing out wasok,that she was agood girlfor them just as she was.
“Hmm Lilith baby, how should we take care of our bratty Banana?” Maya asked as she knelt on the bed at Hanna’s feet.
“Take care of me?” Hanna said it as a question, but Lily also heard the plea in her voice.
“Well Papaya, baby,” Lily said, trailing a finger from Hanna’s shoulder down to her hip as she sat beside her, “first she needs to admit she is our brat.”
When Hanna didn’t immediately do as she asked–Lily hadn’t expected the brat to–she slid her finger from where it had been resting on her hip and let it glide over her pubic mound, with just enough pressure for her clit. Lily smiled when Hanna sucked in a breath and tried to meet her fingers for more friction.
Lily watched then as Maya moved to the other side of Hanna, her tawny brown skin almost golden in the sunlight of the room, her perfect and perky small breasts catching the momentum of every one of her movements. Maya looked like a goddess, and Lily was taken aback for a moment by these two women, knowing they were hers.
“More,” Hanna uttered, still trying to move her hips towards Lily’s teasing fingers.
“I don’t know bratty Banana, do you deserve more?” Maya asked, and looked directly at Lily, as if making sure they were on the same page.
Lily knew they were, that was one thing that she felt with Maya, they alwaysmovedon the same page.
“Yes,” Hanna breathed.
“Yes? Why?” Lily asked, smiling over at Maya who moved one of her hands to Hanna’s thighs.
“Why? I don’t know?” Hanna said, and worry had edged into her tone, and Lily knew it was because she needed to be touched and was afraid she wouldn’t have the right answer to get her there.
Lily’s own want throbbed between her legs. Watching both Maya and Hanna interact, even as she watched Maya make the same circular movements she had been making on Hanna’s thighs before they’d gotten on the bed, she couldn’t stop getting off on knowing that theyboth belonged to her.
“You do know,” Maya said soothingly, bending down so she could look into Hanna’s face. “You do know.”
“I do? I don’t—” Hanna gasped as Lily watched Maya dip her fingers to tease Hanna’s clit.
“You do, bratty Banana, what are you?” Lily asked, turning and running a hand through Hanna’s hair.
There was a beat of silence except for Hanna’s panting breath as Maya slowly worked her.
“Say what you are,” Maya breathed.
“A brat?” Hanna breathed out, closing her eyes at Maya’s continued touch. The sight made Lily burn with lust. She was quickly barreling towards the need for release as much as Hanna.
“Yes babe, a brat, you acted like a brat last night,” Maya prompted, “but what are younow?”She turned her lust-filled brown eyes to meet Lily’s. Lily’s gut did a pleasant flip.
The room was full of Hanna’s panting and, Lily realized, her own. Maya stared back at her, and Lily knew that Maya knew that all it would take to send Lily over the edge was for Hanna to answer.
And she did.
“A good girl?” Hanna panted.
Lily closed her eyes at the wave of need that throbbed through her, igniting sensations in her nipples and clit.
“What?” Maya breathed out. “Say it like youknow.”
“A fucking good girl,” Hanna said, her voice fully pleading now.
“Yes, you fucking are,” Maya said, “but you’re right, you were a brat last night, drunk and all of over me and so while we are going to take care of you, you’re also going to take care of us.” And with that, Maya moved towards the headboard where Hanna’s head was.
“Put your legs up for me baby,” Lily said, and Hanna immediately did as asked.
Lily moved around so she could see Hanna fully on display for her, every fold flushed pink with want.
“Open for me,” Lily ordered and knew she could no longer hold back. “You remember what I taught you and Maya?” she asked and heard Hanna take in a sharp breath.
