It’s hot and heavy, all teeth and tongue, while both of them get lost in their desperate and needy sounds.
Charlotte pulls back to gasp for air, but Riley doesn’t let her go and keeps pulling her in for more. The sound of Riley’s chuckle against her lips drives her wild. It makes her so much more aware of what she wants and needs.
She catches herself off guard when her core starts aching, an urgent throb between her legs, but she really can’t give two shits right now as one of Riley’s hands moves to her thigh, squeezing her there before gently guiding her to widen her stance.
The elevatordingsand the doors slide open, yanking them apart like two same poles of a magnet. Charlotte can’t help but be deeply flattered by Riley’s flushed cheeks and unsteady breathing, before she realizes they’re at risk of being seen by Gabi and Lou. She turns around, but the hallway seems empty at first glance. Have they already gone to their room?
Tentatively sticking her head out the doors first, she suddenly jumps forward when she feels a playful slap on her right ass cheek.
Throwing a warning look over her shoulder, she almost loses her footing when she catches Riley’s smug smile, tongue gliding past her teeth.
The elevator next to theirsdingstoo, and Charlotte and Riley share a knowing look when Gabi and Lou step out.
“Well hello there. Didn’t yours go up before ours?” Riley mockingly points out, crossing her arms like she’s caught them red-handed.
Lou seems to be breaking out in nervous sweat, but Gabi walks past them with an unimpressed look on her face.
“Do we really have to explain?” she asks haughtily. “When mommy and mommy really love each other—”
“Alright, that’s enough!” Riley instantly admits defeat, throwing her hands up.
Lou starts jogging to catch up with Gabi who stoically keeps walking, and hastily says: “Okay you guys, it’s been a really fun night, see you tomorrow!”
“Yeah, you two have fun!” Riley calls after them. “Just keep the volume down, I need my beauty sleep!”
Lou flips her off without looking back.
Riley turns toward Charlotte, shrugging and raising a mischievous eyebrow. “I don’t think they’d notice anything if we were literally making out right in front of them.”
Charlotte wants to berate her, but smirks despite herself. They walk down the hall together and Charlotte points out her room, which is next door from the oneGabi and Lou just disappeared in. Riley’s is all the way at the end, at least ten doors down.
“Poor you,” Riley says half-jokingly when they come to a halt in front of Charlotte’s room. “Did you bring earplugs?”
Charlotte groans. “Yeah, what do you think? I’ll only make that mistake once.”
“Well, I’d say knock yourself out with whatever’s in your mini fridge, but I think you’re already more than distracted enough to get through the night,” Riley says, her voice low.
Charlotte playfully slaps her arm, a stark contrast with the smack earlier that night. Before she can pull away, Riley catches her wrist with her opposing hand, opening Charlotte’s side up to be reeled in by the waist. The force with which Riley plants a kiss on her lips makes her bend backwards a little, but Riley’s hand in the small of her back keeps her up.
“I’m so glad you chose the kissing option,” Riley whispers against her lips before releasing her.
“You’re being too smug. Keep it in your pants, Riley,” Charlotte murmurs, but her words lack any bite.
Walking backwards, Riley pensively taps her chin. “Hmm. I don’t think it’s any of your business what’s about to happen in my pants once I close the door behind me.” She opens her arms and shrugs. “Guess you’ll never know. Sweet dreams, Charlie.”
Charlotte rolls her eyes, but can’t stop her lips from curling up. Riley has already turned around, so shequietly sneaks back into her room. She’ll see about those dreams.
The next day, Charlotte feels extremely productive spending her entire afternoon rotating between two positions on a lounger by the pool. It’s hot, too hot to do anything, except maybe reading and occasionally sipping her drink.
She hadn’t gotten much sleep last night: she’d decided to read one more chapter of her book before going to bed to distract herself and settle her thoughts. She should’ve known it would have the opposite effect as one of the characters in her book started appearing as Riley in her imagination. Great.
Every time their little meeting in the elevator pops up in her mind, the sensation of her core sucking in on itself is so intense it almost makes her moan again. She’d been so sure she wasn’t ready for any physical progress in her journey, but when it comes to Riley her body doesn’t seem to agree at all.
But do I mind it?she asks herself. No, she doesn’t think she does.
But do I think it’s fun?Oh shit, yes. It’s fun. She squeezes her eyes shut to alleviate the throbbing in her groin, and turns onto her stomach out of fear someone can actually see what it does to her. She considers dipping in the pool to cool off. A nice bonus would be that soaking her bikini in pool water takes away the risk of showing any other undisclosed visible wet spots.
She lets herself get lost in her fantasies for a moment when she hears the sound of footsteps approaching. Even before hearing her voice, she knows who it is. The universe has two passions, she decides there and then: irony, and fucking with Charlotte.
