I let go of her shirt and moved to her pants, unbuttoning them with a steady hand and watching as the fabric pooled at her feet.
After shedding my own dress, that elegant, restrictive armor, I reclined on the bed, facing Ali as she leaned against the dresser.
Kelsey’s voice cut through the quiet, a velvet command directing Ali to strip and ordering me to watch every second of it.
A moan escaped my lips as Kelsey’s tongue traced a path between my breasts, her hands claiming them with a firm, possessive squeeze.
I could see Ali’s reaction from across the room her nipples were dark and erect, her breathing heavy and erratic as she witnessed the intimacy before her.
Kelsey’s emerald gaze locked onto mine as she moved between my legs. I instinctively hooked my free calf around her waist, pulling her closer. Her hand brushed my lips and I obeyed, taking her fingers into my mouth.
I closed my eyes, losing myself in the salt and silk of her skin, fully aware that I was beyond saving when it came to this woman.
When I opened them again, I turned my head toward Ali, who was watching us with a hunger so naked she was wetting her lower lip just to stay focused.
"Come here," Kelsey commanded Ali, her voice a low vibration. "Kiss me while Meg has her fun with you."
She withdrew her fingers from my mouth, her hand lingering to trace the sharp line of my jaw before she focused back on me.
"Kels..." I whispered, the name a jagged prayer.
She didn't let me finish. She pressed the weight of her hips against my pelvis, the friction igniting a fire that made my entire body surge toward her.
We collided in a kiss, leaving me craving a depth of connection that only she could provide.
I struggled to find my breath, my lungs burning as I felt her hands clamp down on my thighs with bruising intensity. Every time she undulated her hips against me, a fresh wave of moans tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable.
As Ali moved closer, Kelsey shifted, her posture radiating a dark, regal authority. Without a word, she hauled me onto her lap, her palm splaying over my pussy in a firm, possessive squeeze. Her emerald eyes never wavered from mine.
"Damn... you are so fucking hot," Kelsey rasped, offering Ali a predatory smile before pulling her into a fierce kiss. All the while, her thumb found my clitoris, pinning it with a rhythm that made my vision blur. "I’m going to give you exactly what you want, Kitty... lie down."
She pressed me back into the mattress once more, her penetration becoming eager and relentless. My moans grew loud and uneven, a jagged soundtrack to the heat between us. My eyes were squeezed shut, one hand anchoring on Kelsey’s arm while the other found purchase on the soft curve of Ali’s ass.
"Ali, sit on my Kitty’s face," Kelsey commanded, the order sharp and final.
I felt the weight of Ali’s legs framing my head as she lowered herself, her heat settling perfectly over my mouth. I didn't hesitate; I took her in, my tongue working with a newfound desperation.
"Kitty," Kelsey’s voice dropped to a low, warning hum. "If Ali comes before I’m done, I stop eating you out. Focus."
The threat ignited a fresh spark of adrenaline. My hands moved over Ali’s legs, squeezing her ass as a way to vent the mounting pressure in my own body. Our moans mingled into a single, chaotic chord of desire. I was on the verge of splintering, the tension becoming unbearable.
"Kels... please... suck me!" I begged, the words muffled against Ali’s skin.
I felt the familiar weight of Kelsey’s shoulders settling against the inside of my thighs, followed by the agonizingly sweet sensation of her lips ghosting over my crotch. The world narrowed down to the taste of Ali and the devastating promise of Kelsey’s mouth.
Kelsey’s tongue finally claimed me, and I couldn't help but grind my hips against her face in a desperate, rhythmic plea. I feltmyself being penetrated simultaneously, my moans muffled and swallowed by the heat pressed against my mouth.
"Get off her," Kelsey commanded, her voice cutting through the haze of lust. Ali obeyed instantly, leaving me shivering and weak. Kelsey hauled me onto her lap, her kiss urgent and raw, the salt and silk of our shared scent mingling on our lips. She trailed her mouth down to my chin and the sensitive cord of my neck, sending me into a delirium of pleasure, only to stop once more, hovering just above my skin.
"Alica!" she called out. Kelsey gave me a long, lingering peck, whispering a promise that the wait would be worth every agonizing second.
I propped myself up on my elbows, my breath coming in shallow gasps, as I watched Kelsey walk over to Ali. She caught Ali’s wrists, bending her over the heavy dresser in a display of effortless dominance.
"Kitty," Kelsey said, her emerald eyes locking onto mine, "do you think I can make her break before you do?"
A mischievous heat flooded my expression. I bit my lower lip, slowly shaking my head in a silent challenge. Kelsey responded with a sharp, resounding slap to Ali’s buttock, making the woman flinch and gasp.
"You wouldn't dare fail," I countered, my voice a breathy taunt.
