Page 60 of Chasing Gold, Catching Her

Tora tasted like a morning coffee… so delicious.

Alisa broke the kiss, her hands moving to cup Tora’s face, her thumbs brushing over her cheeks with gentle tenderness.

“I missed you…” she whispered between kisses.

“Me too…” Tora breathed out a soft response, her lips parting to deepen the kiss, her tongue sliding against Alisa’s in a slow, languid dance.

“Me too…” she murmured against Alisa’s mouth, the words barely audible.

Alisa pulled back slightly, her hands moving to cradle Tora’s face, her thumbs stroking along her jawline.

“Damn… I’ve been wanting to be in your arms for so, so, so long.” She whispered softly, and Tora smiled, burying her face in Alisa’s neck. Her hands glided over Alisa’s breasts, causing her to moan softly in the empty room.

Alisa’s nipples instantly hardened from the contact. She bent her back, arching slightly so that Tora’s palms could completely cover her breasts through the thin fabric of her robe. The garment still smelled faintly of Tora—her natural scent mixed with the lingering traces of the hotel shower gel that had a crisp, menthol-like scent with notes of pine. The combination was intoxicating, and it sent a fresh wave of arousal through Alisa’s body.

“Oh fuck,” Alisa breathed out, her voice a low moan as she felt the warmth of Tora’s palms against her sensitive nipples.

Tora’s lips traveled down Alisa’s neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses and gentle bites. Slowly lowering the robe from her shoulders. She inhaled deeply, taking in the intoxicating mix of Alisa’s natural scent and the crisp, clean smell of the shower gel.

“Mhmm…” Tora hummed against Alisa’s skin, her lips moving lower, tasting the sensitive flesh of her neck and shoulders with hungry, open-mouthed kisses. Her hands moved lower, fingers hooking into the robe belt, slowly pulling it down just enough to expose the curves of Alisa’s body.

Alisa arched her back again, feeling the warmth of arousal spread through her body like wildfire. The pulsation in her clit intensified as Tora’s body pressed against hers, their curves meeting and intertwining. Her hands moved with purpose, fingers reaching out to untie the belt of Tora’s robe instead. With a light movement, the garment fell open, and what greeted Alisa’s eyes was breathtaking—Tora’s full, naked form, her lush breasts exposed, nipples already hardened.

Alisa couldn’t hold back the moan that tore from her throat as their nipples made contact.

Tora moved away from Alisa’s neck with a satisfied smirk, like a predator who had just enjoyed a particularly satisfying meal. She shrugged off her robe completely, standing proud and naked above Alisa.

“Were you without panties all this time?” Alisa asked, her voice coming out as a breathy exhale. She rose up on her elbows, positioning herself to get a better view of the goddess straddling her.

Tora let out a low chuckle. “You love my boobies so much.”

Alisa’s gaze shifted downward, her eyes roaming over Tora’s body. And then her eyes settled on Tora’s breasts again, and she let out a soft giggle.

“Your amazing luscious boobies looked at me first!”

“Yes, of course… you seem to be mesmerized, babe. Are you under hypnosis?”

Tora laughed gently, jumping on top her while Alisa watch her breasts move up and down. Tora shifted her position, squirming on top of Alisa. She adjusted herself so that their pussies were pressed together, the wet heat of them rubbing against each other through the thin fabric of Alisa’s panties. It was just intoxicating.

Alisa let out a ragged breath when Tora leaned in, their bodies fully touching again, she captured her lips in a hungry kiss. She bit down on Alisa’s lower lip, pulling it off before releasing it with a soft pop.

“Damn it… how I missed your sweet moans,” Tora hissed as she deepened the kiss, her tongue intertwining with Alisa’s in despair. Alisa leaned forward, trying to literally merge their bodies together, to feel Tora against her as completely as possible.

“More… I want more,” Alisa gasped against Tora’s lips, her hands gripping the sheets beneath them. “You… I want more of you.”

Tora just let out another low, throaty laugh in the middle of their kiss.

“What else?” she murmured, her lips trailing along Alisa’s jawline, leaving a wet trail of kisses in their wake.

But Alisa stopped her by licking her own lips. “I want to… taste you,” Alisa whispered, “Will you let me?”

Tora nodded slowly, her eyes never leaving Alisa’s.

“Well then, hold my hips, and I’ll ride on your pretty face.”

The words sent a jolt of heat through Alisa’s core, the image of Tora positioned above her, ready to give her this intimate gift, making Alisa’s arousal spike to an almost unbearable level. Tora shifted her position, moving to straddle Alisa’s face, her hands gripping Alisa’s shoulders as she positioned herself.

Alisa opened her mouth in amazement, her entire body going still as the reality of the situation hit her. This wasn’t the position she’d expected, but it aroused her in a way she hadn’t anticipated, a fresh wave of heat flooding through her core.