Page 63 of Only One Bed: Anthology Vol. 1
“Ah, fuck…” she whispered as her eyes squeezed closed.
“You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?” Bree’s breath was hot on her face as the woman hovered over her. Something in her gaze made Ness feel weightless.
Ness chewed her bottom lip, avoiding that unwavering gaze as she bit out “All day.”
“Tell me,” the line came out like a command.
It took a moment for Ness to speak, too wrapped up in the passion. “I was thinking about… I… I want your hand around my throat.” Her cheeks burned with admitting that. Would it be too much? Would it bring an end to what’s happening? Even that anxiety over asking did nothing but make her body feel more alive.
“Ahh,” Bree chuckled. “I knew you had some kink in you.”
The next thing Ness felt was the warmth of fingers gripping her neck. No pressure. Just the authority of ownership. It made her melt. It made her want to give Bree everything. Her hips bucked up toward Bree’s touch, yearning for more as she was held down against the mattress. Lids fluttered, then closed. She wondered what it would feel like to have a slight squeeze added in, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak.
Next time.
She moaned, writhing.
“You’re so pretty like this, with your lips parted and your eyes shut tight,” said Bree. “Do you want more, baby?”
Ness bit her lip, opening her eyes once again. “Yes. Please.”
“Good.” Her tongue darted out to wet her mouth, like a wolf licking its chops. “Because I’m dying to taste you.”
Her brows furrowed when her throat was abandoned, but soon the skill of the other woman’s tongue made all that loss fade away. Ness sighed. She gripped the comforter, trying to will herself to last. It was going too fast, ending too soon. Her hips canted against Bree’s mouth, seeking out more sensation as her tongue slid between Ness’s folds. Mewls turned to whimpers and whimpers to soft, sweet moans as her body was explored. Her lust multiplied, coating Bree’s chin in her scent.
Quicker than Ness wanted, warmth unraveled at the base of her spine and exploded behind her eyes in climax. She wasn’t much of a screamer, but the room filled with a guttural moan as she came. Her stomach tightened. Toes curled. Her legs shook.
Bree stroked and nuzzled her thighs, letting her come back down to earth with silent praise and touches. “I hope this means you’ll let me take you out to dinner when we get back to normal human civilization?” Bree grinned as she crawled back atop her lover.
Ness chuckled and Bree nuzzled their foreheads together. “I’d say that’s a yes.”
Ness kissed her, feeling like their mouths somehow belonged together, then licked Bree’s chin clean. “Now, let’s make you feel good.”
She deftly flipped her lover over, grinning as the tables turned. “I’ve been wanting to worship you for months.” Her hand cupped a breast, kneading it through Bree’s shirt. She liked the idea of being naked while her lover remained clothed. It added to the tease of embarrassment that’d been fueling her fire, but now it was time to fulfil the fantasy she’d been harboring for months. Her mouth watered at the prospect.
“By all means.” Bree licked the corner of Ness’s lips. “I won’t stop you.”
Her hands slid under Bree’s tank top, pushing it up to just below her breasts. Soft kisses followed as Ness explored her lover’s body. Those taut abs, that firm skin, and the thickness of an athlete. She’d been dreaming of tasting her skin. Her tongue dipped into her navel and journeyed back up as she pushed the remaining fabric off Bree’s body.
Her clothes joined Ness’s on the floor. She inhaled, letting the woodsy scent take every sense over. Her eyes never left Bree as she gazed up and nuzzled her cheek into her breasts. They were better than she’d imagined. So soft and full.
“Aren’t you a sweet little kitten?” praised Bree as she provided her with doting pets. “To think you’ve been hiding right in front of me this whole time.”
Ness smiled. Oh, she was loving this.
Bree’s fingers slid over the hardened nipples before giving them a squeeze. “These taste even better, would you like to try them?”
Ness nodded and moved toward the offered peaches.
“No, no. Not so fast,” said Bree. “Open your mouth.”
Ness blushed but did as she was told. She would do anything for this woman.
“Good girl.” Two of Bree’s fingers entered the balmy wetness, venturing along her silky tongue toward the void of her throat. In and out they moved, fucking her. Their gazes locked on one another. “You look so pretty.” Bree purred; she pressed her fingers in a little more, testing Ness’ limits.
She gagged ever so slightly. Bree smirked. Ness’s cunt burned with need. This was so degrading, and it felt amazing. How could she ever go back to anything else after this? Pulling them from her mouth, Bree wiped the spit over the tips of her breasts.
“Now, you may enjoy them.”
