Page 18 of Pine Creek Lodge
Chapter Thirteen
Nat stood still for a moment, taking in the familiar surroundings in a new light. She had been in Sofia’s room every day, making the bed, straightening the pillows, and tidying up, but now every detail felt significant. The way Sofia’s clothes were slung over a chair caught her eye, and some clothes were even in a heap on the floor. She noticed how Sofia, despite her polished and controlled exterior, wasn’t as tidy as she presented herself.
Her eyes drifted to the open suitcase, where incredibly sexy lingerie lay exposed. She had seen it before while cleaning but never thought much of it. Now, the sight of those intimate pieces of clothing stirred something in her.
Sofia stood there, staring at her. Their gazes locked, and for a long moment, neither of them spoke. Then, as if moving on instinct, they both leaned in, the desire they’d both been suppressing rising to the surface.
Their lips collided and they kissed until there was no space left between them. Nat’s hands found Sofia’s waist, pulling her close, moaning softly at the warmth of her body pressing against her own.
Sofia’s fingers threaded through Nat’s hair, pulling her even closer, each touch and taste making them hungrier for more. Nat felt her heart pounding as Sofia’s lips trailed along her jaw, a gasp escaping her as Sofia’s mouth found the sensitive skin of her neck.
Hands wandered eagerly, fingertips brushing under clothing, tracing bare skin as they explored the contours of each other’s bodies. Each touch fuelled the fire, and they melted into each other, their bodies entwined, moving instinctively.
Nat’s hands trembled slightly as she began to undress Sofia. It was strange and thrilling all at once—exploring a body she had never touched before. She started with Sofia’s sweatshirt, peeling it away to reveal the creamy skin beneath. Sofia was wearing a beautiful red lace bra, and the contrast between the casual outer clothing and the sultry lingerie caught her off guard, but not unpleasantly.
“Mmm… I like this,” she mumbled against Sofia’s lips, tugging at her bra strap. “But as nice as it is, I think it should come off…”
Sofia chuckled and unclipped her bra, then let it fall to the floor.
Nat’s gaze fell to Sofia’s bare skin, her hands momentarily stilling as she pulled back and took in the sight before her. Sofia’s breasts were small and perfectly curved, and Nat swallowed hard, caught between awe and desire. Her fingertips brushed lightly along the delicate curve, her touch soft and reverent.
Sofia’s breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut as Nat’s hands continued their exploration, her thumbs brushing over her hard nipples. Nat’s lips followed the path of her fingers, pressing soft kisses along Sofia’s skin, lingering just below her collarbone, then lower, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. She feltSofia’s hand on the back of her neck, encouraging her, pulling her closer.
“Nat…” Sofia’s voice was a breathy whisper, her hand tangling deeper into Nat’s hair and her lips parting in delight.
Nat sucked one of Sofia’s pink pebbles into her mouth, reveling in the way Sofia’s body responded to her, the gasps and moans, the arch of her back... Her head fell back as her breaths grew heavier. Each sound she made filled Nat with a heady need to touch and taste and discover every part of her.
She kissed her way down Sofia’s rib cage and belly, then pulled down her leggings, leaving Sofia exposed before her in only a red, lace thong. The sight of Sofia, half-naked and stunning, practically made her fall to her knees.
“You’re gorgeous,” she whispered, looking up at Sofia as she gently pushed her against the wall and squeezed her behind. Her lips trailed to the inside of Sofia’s thighs, inhaling deeply as she kissed her sensitive skin, taking in the scent of arousal that made her head spin with need.
Sofia pulled her back up, their eyes meeting with a fiery exchange, and her voice was a low murmur, almost a purr, as she whispered, "I want to see you, Nat. Every inch of you." Nat barely had a moment to catch her breath before Sofia spun them around, pressing her firmly against the wall. Sofia's fingers traced along her sides, slowly peeling off her shirt with deliberate slowness, her eyes roaming over Nat’s exposed skin.
As her shirt fell to the floor, Sofia’s gaze traveled over Nat’s body, her eyes darkening with desire and lingering on every curve. A slow, appreciative smile spread across her lips. “Fuck…” she whispered, her fingers trailing over Nat’s waist, igniting every spot they touched.
Nat met her gaze, a flirtatious spark lighting her eyes. “Like what you see?” she teased, arching her back, feeling more daring than she ever had. Sofia’s hands traveled down to the waistbandof her pants. “You have no idea,” she murmured, her hand slipping inside, resting there just long enough to drive Nat wild.
Sofia leaned in, her lips brushing against her ear. "I’m going to make you remember tonight… forever.” She kissed Nat as she started unbuttoning her pants, nipping and tugging at her lips with her teeth.
Nat moaned. It was a heated sensation—the feel of Sofia’s body against hers, soft and firm in all the right places, and Sofia’s hungry mouth devouring her… She nudged Sofia back, and they stumbled toward the bed, their mouths never parting until Nat decided she needed to get out of her pants, quickly shimmying out of them and tossing them aside with a playful grin. Sofia’s hand reached out to trace the line of Nat’s hip, her touch both possessive and tender.
When they finally fell onto the bed, it was in a tangle of limbs and passion and hungry kisses as they fumbled to take off each other’s panties.
Nat’s mind became a blur of sensations—Sofia’s fingers brushing over her skin, the taste of her lips, the intoxicating warmth of their bodies pressed together. She was wet and aching for more. So much more.
Sofia’s hand traced the curve of Nat’s spine as Nat lowered herself on top of her, and it grounded her even as everything else felt like it was spiraling out of control in the best possible way. Their bodies moved together naturally as they kissed, yet there was a thrilling newness to it, the kind of raw excitement that only came with exploring someone for the first time, every touch a discovery, every kiss a revelation.
Sofia’s fingertips traced delicate patterns along Nat’s skin, leaving a trail of fire everywhere they’d been. It felt both instinctive and exhilarating, each moment stretching and deepening their connection.
They lost themselves in each other, in the heat and intimacy of the moment. Every touch felt electric, every sound amplified. Nat had never felt this kind of connection before, this physical desire and closeness she wanted to drown in.
Nat shifted, sliding a leg between Sofia’s thighs, and she closed her eyes as she felt Sofia’s warmth and slickness against hers. They both gasped at the contact, the feeling igniting something primal. Nat’s hands found Sofia’s hips, grounding herself in the steady heat building between them.
They found an instinctive rhythm, slow and deliberate at first, savoring each moment, each breath. But soon, the intensity grew, and their movements became more urgent, more desperate.
Nat’s breaths came in ragged gasps as she ground into her, the sensation of Sofia’s wetness mingling with her own and making her dizzy with arousal.
Sofia’s hands roamed over Nat’s back, her fingers pressing into her skin, urging her closer as they moved together, each grind of their hips sending waves of pleasure through them both.
