Page 96 of Chasing Gold, Catching Her

“Don’t be silly…” she waved it off.

“I really liked her,” Anfisa added with a grin, clearly joking, though Alisa didn’t quite catch that part.

“She’s mine.”

“Oh, oh, don’t get jealous, princess. Relax, I’ll just deliver you to her door and let you drift into her arms—”

“Shhh!” Alisa flushed instantly, grabbing onto Anfisa in an attempt to silence her.

“Hey, hey, easy there, no kissing!”

Anfisa laughed as Alisa and pinched her ass as a joke, and then led her down the hallway to room 9–1813.

She knocked.

From behind the door came slow footsteps, the soft dragging sound of hotel slippers against the carpet, and then the door opened.

Tora stood there, eyebrows raised high as she took in the scene in front of her. The room behind her was dimly lit, were those candles?

Anfisa immediately grinned. “Delivery service. You ordered a very sexy champion figure skater, so here she is, she’s all yours. Have a fun night!”

She practically handed Alisa over.

Alisa looked up at Tora almost dazed in her eyes.

“Hi… pretty girl…” she murmured.

Tora laughed quietly, stepping back to let her in, and before closing the door, she added, “Thank you, Anfisa. I really appreciate you bringing her.”

Anfisa just smiled in return and waved it off, already turning away down the corridor.

Tora took a firmer grip on Alisa, whose hands had already taken her by the ass.

“Damn it… I want you so much.”

Alisa looked around, feeling incredibly happy.

The room was different at the moment than the one she remembered it earlier, and the atmosphere here was different, everything was covered in red rose petals and candles that had already burned out and only the glowing liquid wax inside was visible…

How long had Tora been waiting for her?

She felt ashamed.

“I’m sorry… I’m so late.” She bowed her head and Tora took her chin in her palm and raised her gaze to herself, “It’s nothing, babe. I was waiting for you to congratulate you personally.”

With a single, fluid movement of her hand, Tora unbuckled the silk belt of her short, white robe. She leaned in to press a lingering kiss to Alisa’s lips, and as she pulled away, the garment slid elegantly off her shoulders and waist, cascading down her body to land softly on the carpet. Alisa swallowed hard, her eyes wide as she stared at the goddess standing before her.

“Tora… damn…” Alisa whispered, licking her lips, which had gone as dry as a desert in an instant. Her heart began to hammer against her ribs with a frantic rhythm, as if it might actually leap out of her chest.

“You’re so beautiful… damn… my imaginary cock is already so hard,” Alisa teased. Tora burst into a rich, melodic laugh, reaching down to catch Alisa’s hand. She began to lead her away from the door, guiding her along a path of scattered rose petals toward the center of the room.

Alisa could barely keep her eyes on the path because she was too busy staring at the insanely beautiful ass Tora was flaunting in front of her. The way Tora’s hips swayed from side to side with every step was pure torture she was so incredibly sexy.

How did I get this lucky? How is she all mine?

Tora sat Alisa down on the bed and stood in front of her in all her glory, remotely turning on the music on the room’s speaker system.

“Mmhm… a striptease?” Alisa raised her eyebrows playfully, her hand reaching out to trace the line of Tora’s thigh. The light touch was enough to send a visible wave of goosebumps racing across Tora’s skin.