Chapter 12

Eva locked the bedroom door. Nadia had already gone ahead, spreading her tantalizing body across the bed. The curtains had been left open, the moonlight highlighting all she had to offer the woman removing her overshirt and ridding herself of the other constraints wrapped around her skin.

If Eva wasn't as naked as Nadia was about to be, then what the hell was she doing?

No words were exchanged since they entered the quiet condo. Eva didn't have to say what she was about to do for Nadia to get into position, a pillow beneath her head and her ass pushing into the air. After a hearty smack echoed in the room, Eva pushed Nadia back down to the bed and overtook her with sheer wanton force.

All of this is mine. Her hand landed on Nadia's ass again, squeezing it as hard as she dared before moving on to the thighs that spent their entire existence taunting Eva until she couldn't take it anymore. These curves are mine. She made that clear when she left a handprint behind, Nadia's gasps of acquiescence the most hedonistic music to Eva's ears. I should get a custom-made chastity belt. That way everyone will really know I'm the one with the key.

No key was needed right now. Eva's hand snuck between her wife's legs, finger plunging into the easiest depths they ever encountered.

"Oh!" Nadia buried her face in the crook of the arm wrapping around her torso. Fingers futilely clung to Eva's wrist while hisses of pleasure were muffled by the bed. It didn't stop Nadia from meeting the thrusts of her wife's hand, though. Once they established a familiar rhythm, Nadia pulled her head back up, hair soon wrapped around Eva's face.

"This is definitely mine." Eva allowed those words to linger against Nadia's ear before diverting the next to her neck. "You're married to me. You know what that means?"

The only sound to respond was another harried gasp. Eva didn't blame her wife. Nadia was so wet that her mind must have been on another planet by now. All there is… it's me, her, this bed, and my fingers inside of her. That was how Eva liked it.

"It means nobody is allowed in here without my permission." Eva's finger hooked deep inside Nadia to drive that point home. "Do you think I'm letting anyone in here tonight who isn't me? I don't think so. I want you all to myself."

Nadia moaned into the bedspread, bypassing the single pillow she had dragged down from the headboard. Eva abandoned her wife's thighs long enough to push the pillow beneath them, lifting that glorious ass into the air. All the better to reach the deepest part of her. Because if there was one thing Eva's height also gave her, it was fingers that Nadia once described as "long enough to be a reason to marry you."

Here they were. Eva hoped her wife was satisfied.

"Oh, ugh…" It was the sexiest sound Nadia had ever made, and that was what made it special to Eva's eager ears. She yearned to know that she touched her wife in ways that no one else had. I want her to come back sooner rather than later. Eva had long learned how to live with simmering dry spells between encounters like these. If her wife's libido dictated it? So be it. That meant Eva had to make the inevitable moments special. That meant more moans, groans, and grunts of barbaric bliss.

"Speaking of making you walk funny…" Eva knew better than to go for it without Nadia begging for it, but she also knew there was no harm in teasing the sweetest cherry she was rarely allowed to touch. Nadia cried out in surprise but did not object. For now, that was enough. Eva's thumb pushed as far as it dared as she reveled in the soft curves nestling into the nook of her body. "Tell me you want it."

"Ah, fuck."

That was "yes" in Nadia-speak. Eva licked the whole length of her wife's ear and thrust her fingers as deep as they could go. Soon, Nadia would not only contort herself to find more satisfaction, but her words would be completely nonexistent. She was a cavewoman fighting against her base instincts. The same ones telling her to turn around in Eva's arms and jump her.

All in due time.

Eva wouldn't relent until her wife had completely melted in her arms. Nor would she back off until she was sure she had exhausted every inch of this unfathomable form. Skin may have been soft and supple, but it was a tremendous tension shaking Eva's fingers that almost did her arm in. Yet sacrificing any part of herself on the holy altar of Nadia's sexuality was fine with her. That had been one of the silent vows she took on their wedding day.

"I think you're going to come." Eva held back long enough to say that with a self-satisfied smile. "What happens after that, babe? Do we roll over and go to sleep? Or do I get to feel how much you want me, too?"

"Whatever you want," Nadia squeaked. "Let me come. I can't take it…"

Did Nadia ever appreciate her wife's impeccable edging skills? No! I wonder if she even knows what that is. Nadia could surprise Eva, sometimes. She was simultaneously dirtier than a well-practiced slut in the sex club and as verbally chaste as a virgin nun. Which one was she right now? Which way did Nadia lean as she threw herself into the throes of the orgasm that Eva so graciously bequeathed her?

"This is what I want." Eva didn't share details, but she hoped Nadia knew what she meant. I want your pussy's unrelenting love. I want your ass to think about what I offer it. Sometimes, the mere suggestion of erotic fantasy was enough to send Nadia over the edge when she was in the mood. Right now? She was so "in the mood" that she might not come out of her haze until long past dawn.

It had been a while since they went all night long. Eva hoped she was up for it.

"God, you're so damn hot." Eva couldn't help saying that as Nadia's whole body shook. Sweat dripped down her back and touched Eva's stomach. Breaths were so heavy that when Nadia finally opened her eyes again, she gasped for air. That was Eva's cue to save her fingers before they were truly sacrificed to the altar of Nadia's power. "That was so damn hot."

She fell back onto the bed, spreading her limbs wide as Nadia rolled onto her stomach and tangled her hair around her hands. That irresistible ass raised into the air again, but Eva didn't have the energy to smack it once more. Lord knows I want to. It was such a pleasant round shape in the night.

"Anything you want."

Eva almost missed that. What she didn't miss, however, were the hazy eyes gazing at her from the darkness.

"Anything I want?"

Nadia hugged her wife's long leg to her chest. "Fucking hell, anything. Get out the restraints, Eva."

"We don't have any. I left them all at home because I didn't think you'd be into it."

"I mean, they'd be for you, anyway."

"Oh, and what are you doing with restraints?"

"I don't know, Eva, but I'm sure a strap-on is involved."

"Fuck! I really screwed this up!"

"Lemme guess. You didn't bring one of those, either."

"I almost did! But we were flying commercial, and you being horny wasn't a sure thing!"

"Well, we're horny. What do you want?"

I want your business all up in my business. "I wanna see my hot as fuck wife lose her fucking mind. Fuck."

"Squeeze another ‘fuck' in there, and we'll talk."

"Fuck!"

Nadia pulled herself up. The fringe of her long hair tickled Eva's stomach. We're not even done yet, and she already looks like she's been made to love all night long. Maybe someone had snuck in a turn when Eva wasn't looking. I missed it? Shit.

"I think we can arrange it." Nadia didn't have to ask permission to get between Eva's legs. They're already open for business, anyway. They almost always were. "Have I told you lately that you're gorgeous, too?"

"You do in your own way."

Nadia straddled Eva's left thigh. Soon, they were locked together, Nadia like a light in the dark as she pushed herself back up and gently thrust against her wife's mound. Eva's lips parted in anticipation. Soon enough, she'd feel everything. I'll cry in happiness. Tears that would blind her from the vision before her.

"What way is that?"

Eva had almost forgotten what they were talking about. All she remembered was that her wife was smoking hot.

"Like getting on top of me and looking at me like that. Only women who want to eat my hot bod alive look at me like that."

Nadia sat up tall, pulling her hair back over her shoulders and displaying every curve of her delicious body to her wife's hungry eyes. My God. Absolute perfection. The heft of Nadia's hips and the pleasing sag of her breasts were second only to the lascivious look burning her face.

"There's something very gratifying about seeing you beneath me like this."

"Trust me, I like the view from down here, too."

Nadia lightly pinched Eva's nipple. The slight sting paled to the bite of Nadia's bottom lip. Do it again. Eva urged it, but the universe had other plans.

"You wanna see me go crazy?" Nadia coyly asked.

"Yes, please."

"Then open those legs wide, babe." Whenever she threw Eva's words back at her, it was like a pleasant punch to the heart. "I'm coming for you."

"And on me, I hope."

Nadia guided her wife's hands forward. When they landed on Nadia's hips, the plan became clear. Oh, yes… Eva could hardly contain her excitement as her feet reached for both ends of the bed, Nadia's knee surging forward across the comforter. Every jiggle Eva caught on her wife's body only added to the sensation of having her exposed slit rubbed by a rogue thigh in the night.

The thing about Nadia was that she truly didn't understand her power. Not even now, after all these years of getting her to embrace everything that made her tick. She was the silent seductress who laid her traps and waited for Eva to walk right into them. Like when I first saw her – sitting behind that desk, answering phones and staring at spreadsheets. Eva knew she would marry Nadia the moment she saw her. It took several months before their first time together, but it had been worth it. Any of the women Eva dated in the meantime hadn't meant a thing. Not until Nadia finally came back around and checked her trap.

"Do you feel that?" Only a hint of uncertainty danced among Nadia's words. Yet she must have known that Eva could feel it. If not Nadia's thigh grinding forward, then the crazy lust annihilating any sense of common decency. Eva's scalp touched the edge of the bed, her arms extending backward as her toes pushed forward. She easily cradled Nadia between her legs. The hardest part was keeping her eyes open and enjoying the view.

"I feel everything."

Nadia was so pleased with herself that she almost lost her balance. Yet she persevered with what energy remained in her reserves. Coming soon to a pussy near me… Eva meant her own. That leg was coming for her.

Good heavens, did it feel nice.

"Sweet shit…" Eva whistled through her teeth as Nadia put more power behind her thrusts. Yet it wasn't only about making Eva happy. I feel that fantastic pussy on me. Honestly, Eva loved that more than the touch directly coming for her. Who am I kidding? It's both! She held on for dear life as Nadia went for it, the bed rocking against the wall while her exertion brought with them the promise of more.

Maybe under normal circumstances, Eva would have required more stimulation before she cried out in orgasm. Yet all it took was her wife succumbing for the third time that night, her whole body rolling in waves that rumbled through the bed – and through Eva, who had been concealing her own needs to keep her wife's fantasy alive. Except here Nadia finally was, unbridled, but delicate.

She was the perfect picture of confidence. How could Eva resist climaxing to that?

"Okay. Wow." Nadia had never born such a great smile on this trip. Not even when she fell forward, offering Eva a kiss while her leg continued to move down below. What she hadn't realized was that Eva was still riding the slow but strong wave that had taken her whole pelvis hostage. The more sensitive she became, though, the more she loved those tongue-heavy kisses and the soft serenity of Nadia's skin.

"Wow is right." Eva held her close, their bodies so entwined that it would take at least an hour to unravel again.

"Was that what you wanted?" Nadia sweetly asked.

Eva smoothed down the hair. "I should be asking you that."

Nadia was still slightly undulating between her wife's legs. "Yes. I think people are gonna know that you're mine, now, too."

"If you keep moving like that, I might come again."

"Already?"

"You ask that as if you don't know."

Based on how much effort Nadia put into it, she damn well knew. All the way down to the exact second she made Eva hers all over again.