Ariana met her gaze and leaned closer. “I think we covered almost everything. Don’t you?”
“What in the world will we do tomorrow?” Nicole asked innocently.
“I might have an idea or two.”
“Here we are,” the driver said, pulling up to the curb.
“Want to help me carry this up?” Nicole asked.
Ariana reached for Nicole’s bag and opened the back door. “Thank you,” she said to the driver, handing him cash.
“You’re welcome, good luck with the rest of your season.”
Ariana shouldered Nicole’s bag and held out her hand as Nicole climbed out of the back seat.
They walked into the building to the elevators and got inside. When the elevator door closed Nicole could see pure lust in Ariana’s eyes and was sure hers radiated the same.
Nicole opened her front door allowing Ariana to step inside first. When she closed the door and turned around Ariana’s hands were on her arms stroking up to her shoulders.
“You know how much I like this outfit and it drove me wild! Every time I glanced over at you, I had to refocus my attention on the game. Then you plop down next to me on the plane in the same outfit and I somehow have to act like you’re simply Nicole Neal, broadcaster extraordinaire. Not sexy, sultry, smooth-talking Nicole Neal who makes me weak with one look of her pretty brown eyes.”
Nicole swallowed and stared into Ariana’s very dark eyes. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she could feel the electricity of Ariana’s touch flowing through her body.
“I know we have to be discreet,” Ariana continued, her voice dropping as she unbuttoned Nicole’s vest. “But you were asking a lot of me in that situation.”
Ariana slid the vest over Nicole’s shoulders then gasped when she stared at Nicole’s navy blue push-up bra. God, she couldn’t wait to feel Ariana’s lips on her wherever she chose to kiss her first.
“Your discipline and restraint will be rewarded,” Nicole purred in a low voice. She saw Ariana’s eyes widen and her lips curved in a devilish smile.
Ariana’s lips found the sensitive spot below Nicole’s ear and she groaned in reply. She ran her fingers through Ariana’s loose hair as she left a trail of kisses across Nicole’s breast.
Nicole could feel her chest rising and falling with heated breaths when Ariana’s teeth nipped at her neck. Ariana’s fingers unlatched her bra then she raised her head and slowly slid the straps down Nicole’s arms, revealing her breasts, nipples hard ready for Ariana’s mouth.
“Beautiful,” Ariana whispered.
Nicole pulled Ariana’s lips to her chest, offering her breasts to Ariana’s eager mouth. “Oh, God,” Nicole moaned as Ariana sucked one of the stiff peaks inside her mouth then gently bit down. She arched into Ariana wanting to be closer. “Mmm,” she loudly moaned.
Ariana’s mouth found Nicole’s other breast and Nicole could feel the wetness now pooling between her legs. This woman’s mouth and tongue were magical. The fire building inside her was intense and she grabbed Ariana’s face, pulling her lips to hers.
She hungrily pressed her lips to Ariana’s and pushed her tongue to tangle in this romantic dance of passion and pure pleasure. Their moans carried in the small foyer as Nicole’s arms snaked around Ariana, pulling her closer still.
“Too many clothes,” Ariana said breathlessly, pulling away from Nicole. Her fingers went to work on the button and zipper on Nicole’s pants, quickly sliding them down her legs.
“Wait.” Nicole grabbed Ariana’s shoulders, balancing herself, and kicked one boot then the other off. In a flash her pants were gone and Ariana knelt in front of her, sliding her panties down her legs to be thrown aside.
Ariana looked up at her and Nicole had never felt so wanted, so desperate for her touch, and so sexy at the same time. Yes, the lust was there, but also respect, desire, and trust. Ariana wanted to take her over the edge into a place of pleasure and sensations, all communicated with a look, with her eyes and the slightest hint of a smile.
Nicole braced herself against the door, ran a finger through Ariana’s hair, and took a deep breath. She felt Ariana’s hand slide under her leg guiding it onto her shoulder. When Ariana’s tongue parted Nicole’s folds, she closed her eyes and felt Ariana everywhere.
The softness then firmness of her tongue circled Nicole’s clit. She could feel Ariana lick from her opening up and around, over and over. Nicole’s breaths were coming in pants once again as she held onto the door and Ariana’s shoulder.
Then just the tip of Ariana’s finger teased her opening.
“More,” Nicole demanded.
Ariana teased her again as she sucked Nicole’s clit into her mouth.
The groan that bubbled up from Nicole’s chest surprised her. “Please, Ari,” she begged.
