Page 77 of Mayfair Madame
Naomi
We fell into bed, a tangle of arms and legs. Ellie had a head start on me where clothes were concerned, but I was soon stripped down to my underwear.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Naomi. Look at you.” Ellie’s eyes were wide, her hard nipples showing through the thin vest top she wore.
A dark patch formed on her light grey boy shorts. I loved when she wore them.
My pussy throbbed, and I was as wet as she was.
I undid my bra and slowly slipped the straps down my arms, keeping one arm in front, hiding my breasts from her, wanting to tease just a little more.
Ellie moaned as I stepped out of my thong. “Move your arms. I want to see all of you.”
I did as she asked and dropped the bra to the floor, leaving myself naked beneath her intense stare.
The damp patch on her shorts grew. “How do we always end up in bed?” she asked.
“I don’t know, but I’m not complaining. Is it a problem?”
“Fuck, no. I’d spend all day in your arms if I could. Can we take a shower first? I’ve been travelling and then sleeping. I’m sure I don’t smell the sweetest.”
“I don’t fucking care,” I dropped to my knees before her and slowly removed her shorts. Her pubic hair sprang free, a little longer than before. Not that I minded. I parted her lips, revealing her small, pink,glistening clit. She was so fucking wet.
I stuck my nose in her hair and inhaled. Her musky scent filled my nose. God, I loved her smell.
She pulled away, leaving me on my knees. “Please, Naomi, I want to shower first.”
Not wishing to upset her, I agreed. “Of course. Anything you want, my love.”
She removed her underwear, and we stepped into the bathroom. Steam filled the room as the shower heated. We stood under the spray, rivulets of water streaming down our faces.
I bent and kissed her again, bringing her body flush with mine. Her perfect breasts pressed hard against me. She gripped my arse, and I slipped my leg between her thighs.
“Ride me, baby.” I panted into her hair. Her finger found its way into my pussy, slick with my juices. She ground against me, rolling her hips.
She moaned, her fingers working my clit as she rubbed against me. Tingles spread from my head right down to the tips of my toes.
Her movements became frantic, and her breath quickened.
“Fuck, Naomi. I’m so close.”
I was too, and my pussy pulsed with need. Talented fingers found the spot inside, and I tensed, ready for the flood I knew was coming.
“Yes, baby, right there.” I closed my eyes, my hands flat against the tiled wall as an orgasm hit me, so intense it almost brought me to my knees. Bright lights flared behind my eyelids as wetness spilt down my legs.
Ellie continued to rub herself on my thigh, wet with her cum and the water cascading around us. She held on to my arms and moved faster and faster until she screamed out her climax.
She slumped against me, finding my nipple. She latched on, sucking the taut flesh into her warm mouth.
“God, I love these.” She nipped one, then the other, sending a shot of electricity to my clit. Any more and I’d be coming again.
“You make me come so damn quick, Ellie. We barely start before I’m coming so hard. It’s a wonder I don’t black out.”
I glanced down. Her shoulders were shaking. Was she crying?
“Ellie? Are you okay?”
She snivelled and wiped at her eyes, then turned away from me.
