Page 40 of Chasing Gold, Catching Her

Alisa grinned, a wicked glint in her eye as she grabbed the shower gel. “You bring it out in me,” she purred, squeezing the bottle and letting the gel drip down Tora’s body. She chased it with her hands, rubbing the slick substance into Tora’s skin, her touch lingering on her breasts, her ass, her thighs.

Tora’s head fell back against the wall, a low moan catching in her throat as Alisa’s hands worked magic on her body. “Fuck, just like that,” she gasped, her hips rolling.

“You said today that I could be on top, right?” Alisa smiled with confidence and Tora smiled back. “You’re on a roll today, but yes, of course.”

“I want to be on top now or I’ll explode with my arousal.”

Tora looked around and slowly sat down in the shower. She leaned back against the cool marble wall, spreading her legs invitingly. She patted her thigh with a grin.

“Come here, babe. I want to feel you, all of you,” she purred.

Alisa didn’t need to be told twice. She straddled Tora’s hips, their bodies pressing close, slick skin sliding against slick skin. Tora’s hands gripped Alisa’s waist, pulling her flush against her as she settled between her thighs.

Tora’s fingers found Alisa’s clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in tight, teasing circles. Alisa gasped, her back arching, a low moan tearing from her throat. She was still hypersensitive from her previous orgasm.

“Oh god, Tora!” Alisa cried out, her head falling back, hair cascading down her shoulders. The steam from the shower swirled around them, fogging up the mirrors, but nothing could obscure the sight of Tora’s face, of the pure joy and excitement shining in her eyes.

Tora’s grin widened as she watched Alisa come undone above her. She loved seeing Alisa like this, lost in pleasure, her body trembling with need. She wanted to give her more, to make her come again and again until she was nothing but a boneless, satisfied puddle in Tora’s arms.

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous like this,” Tora growled and leaned her head back against the cool, slick wall, assessing their position. “Hmm, just like this,” she murmured. She gripped Alisa’s hips, bouncing her on top of her, the movement causing Alisa to straddle her thighs.

Alisa let out a sharp moan, her head falling back as Tora’s thigh pressed against her aching center. “Oh fuck, Tora!” she cried out, instinctively grinding against her.

Tora’s fingers found Alisa’s clit, rubbing the swollen nub in tight circles as her thigh stimulated it from the outside. Alisa was so wet, so ready, that she slid against Tora’s smooth skin with ease.

“God, yes, just like that,” Alisa panted, her hips rolling, riding Tora’s thigh. She could feel another orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in her core. Tora’s fingers were relentless, stroking and rubbing, pushing her closer to the edge.

Tora’s own moans mingled with Alisa’s, the sounds of their pleasure echoing off the tiled walls.

“Come for me, Alisa,” Tora commanded. She stroked Alisa’s clit faster, harder, determined to make her shatter on top of her. “I want to feel you come on my fingers, want to see you fall apart in my arms.”

With a final thrust, a last press of her fingers, Tora sent Alisa hurtling over the edge. Alisa threw her head back, a scream of pleasure tearing from her throat as her second orgasm crashed through her, wave after wave of ecstasy radiating from her core.

“Yes, that’s it, babe. Fuck, you’re so sexy,” Tora moaned, watching Alisa come undone above her. She brought her to her second peak of the evening, leaving her trembling and weak in her arms.

Alisa collapsed against Tora, her lips finding hers in a messy, passionate kiss. She bit at Tora’s bottom lip, still moving her hips, grinding against her thigh as she slowly rode out the aftershocks of her intense climax.

Alisa trailed kisses down Tora’s neck, her lips and tongue leaving a path of fire in their wake. She lavished attention on the sensitive skin of her throat, her collarbone, the soft swell of her breasts. Tora’s breath hitched, a low moan building in her throat as Alisa’s touch ignited sparks of pleasure that raced through her veins.

Alisa’s descent didn’t stop at Tora’s breasts, her lips and tongue continuing their journey south. She settled between Tora’s thighs, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she looked up at her.

Alisa licked her lips, savoring the taste of Tora’s arousal on her tongue. She leaned in, placing a hot, open-mouthed kiss on Tora’s pussy. Tora gasped, her hips jerking, seeking more of that delicious pressure.

“Oh fuck, Alisa,” Tora panted, tangling her fingers in Alisa’s hair. “Don’t tease. I need your mouth on me. Now.” Her voice was a low, desperate growl, thick with need.

Alisa didn’t make her wait any longer. She nuzzled Tora’s pussy, breathing in her heady scent.

“Damn, Tora,” Alisa murmured, her breath ghosting over Tora’s heated skin. “You’re absolutely dripping. I’ve never seen you so ready for me.” She licked her lips. “Let’s see if you taste better than a gold medal.”

With that, Alisa leaned in and dragged the flat of her tongue up Tora’s slit, from her entrance to her clit. As soon as Tora felt Alisa’s hot wet lips on her pussy, she realized that it was heaven on earth, damn how she missed it.

Tora’s head fell back, a guttural moan tearing from her throat. “Fuck, yes, just like that,” she gasped, her grip on Alisa’s hair tightening. “More, babe. Taste me, all of me.”

Tora’s head fell back against the cool marble, a low moan building in her throat as Alisa’s lips and tongue worked magic on her most sensitive flesh. “Oh god, yes, just like that,” she gasped, her fingers tangling in Alisa’s hair, urging her on. “Don’t stop. Your mouth feels incredible.”

Alisa seemed to have a newfound skill with her tongue, teasing and stroking Tora’s clit, dipping into her entrance to taste her, to lap at the honey of her desire.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” Tora warned with a breathy moan. “Make me come, Alisa. I want to feel your mouth on me as I let go.”