Chapter 15

15

A lyssa opened the bedroom door and found the switch for the lamp on the dresser. As she turned, Denise was there, stepping forward to capture her lips in a deliciously slow kiss. Her hands rested on Alyssa’s waist, one circling to the small of her back, pulling her closer. The touch of Denise’s skin against hers, the feeling of Denise’s bare breasts pressed against her own, sent a ripple of desire through Alyssa.

Their bodies pressed together, fitting perfectly as if they were made for each other. Alyssa’s fingers lost in Denise’s hair, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. Denise let out a soft moan, her hands moving to cup Alyssa’s face, her thumbs tracing the line of her jaw.

Alyssa melted into Denise’s touch. She hadn’t let her daydreams go this far, but Alyssa never could have anticipated how well they fit together.

Denise’s skilled hands moved over her, igniting every nerve ending. Her hands slid up her back, and she undid Alyssa’s bra, letting the straps fall from her shoulders. The bra slid down her arms, pooling at her elbows before dropping to the floor. Alyssa inhaled a shaky breath as she stepped into Denise’s space again, their bare breasts touching as Alyssa leaned in to find her lips again, her hands gliding up the back of Denise’s thighs until her hands were full of Denise’s ass.

Denise groaned into her mouth as Alyssa’s hands squeezed. Alyssa slid her thigh between Denise’s, encouraging her to grind her hips against Alyssa. The sensations were overwhelming, and Denise’s kiss turned desperate as she pressed them tighter together.

Denise broke the kiss, a smile playing on her lips as she guided Alyssa back toward the bed. Their eyes locked, as she pushed Alyssa gently onto the bed, and Denise followed, her body covering Alyssa’s, her lips hovering just above hers. Denise trailed her fingers over the curve of her breast and down across her stomach, and Alyssa struggled to keep her breathing even.

“You’re stunning,” Denise whispered, her fingers tracing lazy patterns over her skin. Alyssa’s breath quickened as she felt the gentle touch skim over her hip, dip below the waistband of her underwear, and then drift back up, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

Alyssa whimpered, her hips lifting off the bed.

Denise pressed her palm against her lower abdomen again, sliding her hand into her underwear, going lower this time.

“You’re so wet,” Denise murmured, her lips moving against Alyssa’s ear, sending a rush of desire through her as Denise’s fingers found the evidence of just how turned on Alyssa was right now.

Her touch was slow, deliberate, circling and stroking with just the right amount of pressure. Alyssa’s hips bucked, her body craving more contact. Denise’s other hand pressed gently against her hip, holding her in place.

Denise was driving her to the edge, but never quite pushing her over. It was exquisite torture, and Alyssa never wanted it to end.

Her fingers danced away from Alyssa’s center, leaving her gasping for more. Alyssa’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Denise’s gaze, heavy with desire. Denise sat up, her fingers hooking into the waistband of Alyssa’s underwear. With a slow, deliberate motion, she slid them down. Denise tossed the underwear aside, her eyes never leaving Alyssa’s body.

Denise then shifted, her hands moving to her own hips. She hooked her thumbs into the lace of her panties and began to slide them down. Alyssa let her gaze wander of Denise’s gorgeous body.

Denise climbed back on top of her, and Alyssa groaned as she felt Denise’s fingers slide up her thigh, parting her lips. Denise circled her clit, and Alyssa moaned, her body responding instantly. She threaded her fingers through Denise’s hair, tugging gently, guiding Denise’s lips down to hers. Their mouths met in a hungry kiss, and Alyssa didn’t think she’d ever been this turned on this quickly.

Denise’s touch was electric, and her own hands couldn’t stay still. She explored every inch of Denise’s body, mapping her curves and the softness of her skin. Denise trailed kisses down her neck, and Alyssa arched her back, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

Alyssa was about to ask Denise to stop torturing her like this when she felt Denise’s fingers move lower, and then she pushed two maybe three fingers inside, leaving Alyssa grinding back hard against her, her whole body on fire now.

Denise’s lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear, and she suckled gently, her fingers finding the perfect rhythm.

Alyssa’s breath quickened. Denise’s name escaped her lips in a whispered moan as she felt that low heat of pleasure building. Denise’s fingers moved faster, her thumb adding pressure, and Alyssa’s body stiffened just a few seconds later.

With a low moan, she tensed, her body arching off the bed as a wave of pleasure crashed over her. Denise’s name was torn from her lips as she rode out the intense climax, her fingers tightening in Denise’s hair.

Denise murmured softly, her lips moving against her skin, gentle words of encouragement that sent shivers through her. Alyssa’s body was still trembling, her breath coming in gasps, as she slowly floated back down to earth.

She opened her eyes, meeting Denise’s gaze, and saw the desire burning in the depths of her stunning blue eyes. Without a word, Denise carefully withdrew her fingers and began to kiss her way down Alyssa’s body, slow and deliberate, until she settled between her thighs.

The touch of Denise’s tongue sent another shockwave of pleasure through her, and Alyssa’s fingers tightened in her hair. The sensations were overwhelming, and she could already feel the stirrings of another climax chasing the first.

As if reading her mind, Denise took her clit into her mouth, alternating the pressure and the intensity until Alyssa’s moans filled the room, her body moving with the waves of pleasure.

A warm, tingling afterglow spread through her limbs, and she felt herself relaxing in a way she hadn’t in a long time. Maybe ever. And as Alyssa came down from her high, she became aware of Denise’s fingers gently stroking her stomach, sending little shivers through her.

She felt Denise shift, and then soft lips pressed against her shoulder, followed by a gentle kiss on her collarbone. Denise’s breath tickled her skin, and Alyssa rolled onto her side, reaching out to tangle her legs with Denise’s. She drew languid circles on Denise’s back with her fingertips as she held her gaze.

Denise’s lips found hers again, and they kissed slowly, deeply, as if they had all the time in the world. Alyssa let her hands roam, exploring every curve of Denise’s body, committing it to memory. She couldn’t get enough of the feel of her, the taste of her, the way her body moved with hers.

Her hand drifted down to cup Denise’s breast, and she moaned into the kiss. Denise’s fingers tightened in her hair, guiding her closer. Their kisses grew more urgent, their bodies moving together again.

Alyssa rolled on top of Denise, their legs still entwined, and looked down at the stunning woman beneath her. Alyssa’s heart raced at the sight of Denise wanting her, her eyes full of desire.

The power she felt in that moment was intoxicating. It should have scared her how much Alyssa had wanted this, how much she wanted more than this one night, but she couldn’t think about that now.

Right now, the only thing she wanted to think about was making Denise moan her name again, to see that look of desire in her eyes.