She immediately feels exposed, so she lets herself fall backward, covering her breasts with her hands. But when she sees Riley’s adoring smile, she slides her palms down and places them on her stomach.
“You are gorgeous,” Riley whispers, taking her all the way in. The way Riley looks at her turns the feeling of being exposed into an empowered one. The longer she stares, the more she realizes: she feels sexy.
The woman on top of her smiles delightedly, void of any teasing or taunting, and leans forward to place her hands on either side of Charlotte’s shoulders.
“I would really, really like to kiss you there,” she says, her eyes flicking down to Charlotte’s breasts.
“Kiss me where?” Charlotte asks, giving her a taste of her own medicine.
Riley’s smile turns evil and she shifts her weight so she can lift a hand. Slowly, and with the utmost care in the world, she traces a line from Charlotte’s left collarbone to her right. Then, without lifting her finger from Charlotte’s skin, she starts drawing on her chest, her light touches swirling and tickling. Charlotte stifles a snort when Riley traces over a particularly sensitive patch of skin. If Riley notices it, she doesn’t show it.
Her finger grazes further down, between the swell of her breasts. Charlotte feels her nipples stiffen and she exhales on a shudder.
Riley strokes the underside of one of her breasts, still checking in with Charlotte every step of the way.
“Kiss you here,” she purrs, repeating her action on the other side. Charlotte flexes her chest, her nipples so hard they almost hurt.
“They’re very sensitive,” Charlotte warns her. “But yes.”
Riley smirks again as she unfolds her hand and fully cups her right breast, pressing her palm firmly down. “Oh, I’ve noticed how sensitive you are,” she says with a wicked smile.
She lifts her hand and slides her index finger into her own mouth, wetting it with her tongue. When she takes it out, the digit glistens and she brings it back down to the nipple. As she swirls her wet finger around it, Charlotte forcibly presses her lips together to keep herself from making any sinful sounds.
“Ah-ah,” Riley clicks her tongue. “Let me hear you.”
She repeats the process on the other side and proceeds to blow cool air over Charlotte’s breasts. The coldness of it feels like a sharp pinch, but it’s weirdly enjoyable as it also sends a jolt of pleasure down to her pussy.
Riley repeats this a couple of times before she bends down and covers her breasts in kisses. Not an inch is left unkissed; Riley seems to make it her personal goal to give every piece of skin an equal amount of attention. Charlotte wonders for a second if this is what worship feels like.
She feels herself getting lost in the sensation and remembers what it used to be like when she had her breasts played with in the past—it was definitely neverlike this. It was always too hard, too soft, too fast, too unimportant. But this, to be on the receiving end of Riley’s undivided attention, she knows this is a first. Every time she feels Riley’s tongue flick past the sensitive pebbled bud, a new jolt of electricity sparks down to her clit.
Riley shuffles down, her kisses landing on Charlotte’s stomach now. Soft and exploring ones at first, more intense nips and licks of her tongue later. Riley’s moans vibrate against her skin, turning her insides to lava. With multiple sensations going on at the same time she tries to keep her body still, but when Riley’s fingers accidentally dig into her side just below her ribs, she screeches loudly and trashes her legs.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Riley smirks proudly. She prods her side again for good measure, drawing another sharp yell and a giggle out of her.
“Who knew the great, intimidating, invincible Charlotte Norwich is secretly so ticklish?” she says tauntingly as she wiggles her fingers, showcasing her newly acquired weapons.
“If you abuse that piece of knowledge I will not hesitate to murder you in cold blood,” Charlotte sneers. However, the threat sounds a lot less intimidating when it’s followed by another giggle as Riley squeezes her again. “Riley!”
“Oh, I’m going to have so much fun with this—”
“You are not.”
“Yes I will.”
“Absolutely not.”
“You are at my mercy now.”
“Wasn’t I already?”
Riley purses her lips and tilts her head. “You make a fair point. But now I have something to keep you in line if you misbehave.”
“I fail to see why you would need something to keep me in line. I never misbe—haaave!” she shrieks, Riley fully tickling her ribs now. Charlotte trashes around so violently Riley has a hard time staying on top of her, but that only seems to egg her on.
“Riley! Knock it off!” Charlotte shouts, somewhere between a belly laugh and a growl. She feels around for Riley’s wrists, but Riley is faster and more dexterous, so she ultimately finds herself with her hands pinned above her head and Riley leaning over her, a victorious look on her face.
Charlotte rolls her eyes, but can’t stop a delighted sigh from escaping her mouth when Riley leans down to kiss her. The meeting of their tongues is almost familiar already.
