“I’m pretty sure I’ve never talked—do you mean me?” She grinned. “Or Kelly?” She inhaled the perfume on her skin, amplified by her efforts.
Vivian didn’t respond as if it was taking all of her focus to solidify her jellied bones. But she turned her head, shifting more to one side so she could mostly see her face. There was something in Vivian’s expression that Bryn couldn’t read. A shift that Bryn couldn’t decipher, but wanted very desperately to understand.
Before Bryn could ask, Vivian was kissing her again. Kissing her like she was starving for her.
“I’m not going to ask you how you want it,” Vivian said while twisting around.
The confidence in her voice reignited the glowing embers of Bryn’s desire. Vivian put one foot on the floor and rested her knee on the edge of the chair. A knee Bryn might have started grinding against if Vivian hadn’t grabbed her by the jaw. If Vivian hadn’t let her hand slip down her neck and squeezed her throat.
“Unbutton your shirt,” she demanded.
Bryn started loosening her tie.
“I didn’t tell you to take that off.” She squeezed Bryn’s throat, sending a pounding rush to her beleaguered core.
Bryn cursed, fingers on her buttons. She opened her shirt, even if part of her wanted to see how far Vivian would go if she disobeyed. There’d be time for that later.
“Pants off,” she commanded.
Bryn obliged. Obeyed until she was in nothing but the tie and Vivian was evaluating her naked body in open approval.
Vivian leaned in, lips to Bryn’s ear, tie wrapped around her hand when she yanked her forward. “You are going to come on my tongue and whatever doesn’t go in my mouth you’re going to lick off my chin and throat and chest and wherever else you make a mess.”
“Jesus, Vivian?—”
She pulled Bryn’s tie so hard it was a wonder it didn’t rip. It was a warning. One Bryn heeded.
“Yes,” Bryn agreed despite her dry mouth and thundering pulse. “Fuck, yes.”
Vivian kissed her, more teeth and hard tongue than soft lips. Bryn didn’t care. She wanted every side of Vivian. Rough or gentle, as long as it was real.
“Are you wet for me?” Vivian released her grip, letting her hand glide down Bryn’s chest before cupping her breast.
“Only one way to find out,” Bryn muttered, attention focused on how good Vivian’s hands felt on her body. How badly she wanted to feel her everywhere.
Vivian squeezed her nipple, forcing her half-lidded eyes to snap open. Mascara smudged and bun out of place, Vivian expected an answer.
“I’m soaked,” she replied barely above a whisper.
Vivian released her only to do something more torturous. After another hard kiss, Vivian ran her tongue down Bryn’s throat. She kissed her way down Bryn’s chest and over her belly.
When Vivian kneeled between her parted thighs, Bryn was sure she’d have no problem doing exactly what Vivian wanted. Was even more sure that her unraveling would be instantaneous.
And yet, she was still unprepared for the sight. For Vivian looking up at her, gorgeous lips parting. Vivian opening her mouth to extend her sexy tongue. Vivian locking her in her dark gaze when she collected every drop of Bryn’s arousal with a long, slow swipe of her tongue. Vivian moaning at the taste of her. Vivian wrapping her arms around Bryn’s thighs and jerking her forward until her tailbone was at the edge of the seat. Vivian eating her pussy with ravaging fervor.
Jaw clenched tight, Bryn couldn’t speak. Lungs burning, she couldn’t force herself to breathe.
There was only the swirl of Vivian’s tongue. Her fingers digging into Bryn’s trembling thighs.
And then Vivian decided that Bryn had lived long enough. She stopped abruptly, leaving her on the edge when she started kissing her inner thigh.
Panting, Bryn looked down to find Vivian gazing at her. As a reward for reading her mind, Vivian kissed her way back towards Bryn’s aching pussy. If she so much as brushed against Bryn’s clit, she was going to tip over the edge of an unstoppable orgasm.
“Look at me while I make you come.” She teased Bryn’s entrance with the tip of her tongue, and it was almost enough to make Bryn lose her mind. “And if you close your eyes, I’m going to stop.” She grinned like sin personified. “Stop at any time, right?”
Bryn’s tense jaw dropped open. The thrill and horror at being outmatched was a rush. She heeded, ready to hold her eyelids open if that’s what it took.
The moment Vivian wrapped her lips around Bryn’s clit and sucked her in, she nearly failed. She was already pulled so tight. Already so close. It was all she could do not to close her eyes and throw her head back and let go.
