Chapter 4

FOUR

Emily hadn’t known how much she would love this. Being in control—let alone being in control of a woman as powerful as Diana Devlin—was one of the headiest things she’d ever experienced. She kissed her way over Diana’s soaked flesh, loving the way she tasted and the quiver of her thighs beneath Emily’s palms as Emily brushed her tongue against Diana’s clit.

Diana didn’t beg. Emily was starting to think Diana never begged, although she’d mentioned it during their flirty banter when they were laying out the rules of their fantasy role play. She’d asked if Emily wanted to hear her beg.

It turned out that she did.

So Emily used her tongue to drive Diana wild, never quite giving her enough pressure to come. She never spent more than a few seconds on Diana’s clit before retreating to less sensitive territory. Teasing. She was teasing her mercilessly as her own arousal grew.

Diana was remarkably cooperative, hips moving against Emily’s mouth, but never trying to grind against her the way Emily had done when Diana went down on her. Emily licked and kissed her way over Diana’s skin, noting which places she liked best. The spot to the left of Diana’s clit seemed particularly sensitive, drawing a ragged gasp when Emily kissed her there.

When Emily chanced a peek at her face, she saw that Diana had her eyes tightly closed, her lips pressed together as if to keep herself quiet. Her hands were fisted in the duvet, the muscles in her abdominals clenched tight. Despite the tension straining her body, there was something almost Zen about her appearance, as if she’d given herself over to the pleasure of Emily’s mouth, no matter how long she had to wait for release.

Emily had to hand it to her. Diana’s self-control was impeccable.

And Emily wanted to see her break. She wanted to hear her beg, to see her writhe and lose every bit of that flawless control. Emily dipped her head, nipping gently at Diana’s clit, rewarded by a buck of her hips. Then she flicked her tongue back and forth against it the way Diana had done, paying special attention to that sensitive spot to the left of her clit. Diana made a strangled sound, her hips beginning to squirm, but still she held herself back.

This was too tame. Emily grinned as inspiration struck. “I’m ready to turn up the heat in here. New rules: I need you to tell me when you’re getting close, and don’t you dare come without my permission. Got it?”

She lifted her head, watching with satisfaction as Diana nodded.

“Do you want my fingers?” Emily asked as she trailed a hand up Diana’s inner thigh.

Diana nodded again, her throat bobbing as she gulped for air.

This is more like it . Emily pushed two fingers inside, and Diana’s body gripped her greedily. Emily stroked leisurely as she began to kiss her way over Diana’s folds. She dragged her tongue over Diana’s clit, loving the way Diana’s hips moved in response. Gradually, she increased the intensity of her actions until her tongue was a whirlwind, her fingers pumping in and out of Diana’s body.

Diana’s breathing grew ragged. Each inhale shook, a whine caught in her throat. Her knuckles gleamed white where her fists were clenched in the duvet.

“Don’t forget the rules,” Emily murmured.

“I can take a little more.” Diana’s voice was breathy and high-pitched, nowhere near as composed as she’d sounded a few minutes ago.

Emily grinned against her skin, and then she gave her what she’d asked for. She ravished Diana with her mouth, ignoring the ache in her jaw as she gave her everything she had. Diana gasped and panted, her thighs beginning to shake. Her hips moved faster, and suddenly, her hands were on Emily’s shoulders.

“C-close,” she whispered, her voice breaking on the S, dragging out the sound in a way that made Emily’s clit throb.

She retreated immediately. Diana let out a tortured groan, but hey, she’d asked for this. She’d asked Emily to keep going, to bring her right to the edge, and she wasn’t complaining even now. She sucked in deep, shaky breaths, her thighs pressed together now that Emily no longer rested between them.

Emily kissed her way over Diana’s stomach as she gave her a chance to compose herself. She swirled her tongue over Diana’s breasts before moving the attention of her mouth to Diana’s wrists. She licked and kissed, loving Diana’s gasps of pleasure .

After she’d worshipped each of her wrists, Emily lay with her face on Diana’s stomach, just watching her, captivated by the rosy flush on Diana’s cheeks and chest, the way her pupils still eclipsed the blue of her eyes as she returned Emily’s gaze. Her breathing had slowed, her body less tense beneath Emily’s.

As their gazes held, Diana’s thighs parted, allowing Emily to slip between them, her stomach pressing into Diana’s hot, wet center. “More?” Emily asked.

Diana nodded, pinching her bottom lip between her teeth.

So Emily dove in for more, licking and kissing as Diana’s temporary calm dissipated. She didn’t last as long this time. It only took a few minutes before she was panting and shaking, clearly approaching the edge.

“Close,” she gasped, her body so tense, Emily knew it wouldn’t take much for her to break.

Emily stopped, but didn’t retreat this time. She held perfectly still, tongue pressed against Diana’s clit, waiting to see how she’d react. If she’d beg. Diana wriggled beneath her, breathing raggedly. Her hands came to Emily’s shoulders, nails biting into her skin.

This is it.

Emily smiled in anticipation.

The next thing she knew, she was on her back with Diana on top of her, eyes blazing into Emily’s as she brought a hand between Emily’s thighs, testing her before she plunged two fingers inside. Emily gasped. She was so wet that Diana’s fingers entered her with almost no resistance.

Diana watched her for several seconds, and the look on her face could only be described as feral . Emily’s core clenched around Diana’s fingers as her arousal grew. Then Diana moved, her mouth finding Emily’s neck as her hand kept moving, fucking Emily hard and fast. As much as she had control of herself when Emily teased her, Diana was wild when it was her turn to ravish Emily. This was where she let herself lose control.

Emily could only hold on for the ride as Diana sucked several beautifully painful hickeys onto her neck while her fingers moved at a frenzied pace, bringing Emily to the edge in record speed. Diana’s teeth sank into her neck as her thumb pressed against Emily’s clit, and she was flying, tumbling into her third orgasm of the night.

As she regained her senses, she was aware of Diana’s body pressed against hers. Diana’s hips rocked against Emily’s thigh as if she could no longer keep herself still. Emily rolled her to her back, straddling one of Diana’s thighs so that her own thigh pressed into Diana’s core with every movement of Emily’s hips.

Diana let out a little whimper of frustration. And yet, her eyes—glazed as they were—still radiated pleasure. She was enjoying this, damn her.

Emily rocked her hips, drawing another whimper from Diana. She threw her head back, again surrendering to Emily, and it gave her an unexpected jolt of arousal. She hadn’t been sure she could come again, let alone this soon after her last orgasm, but teasing Diana was impossibly hot, so…

Emily moved her hips slowly back and forth over Diana’s thigh, teasing them both. She watched her closely, loving the way pleasure played across Diana’s features. Her hips bucked beneath Emily, seeking more, and then she growled, her hands flailing against the duvet before gripping her own hair as if she didn’t know what to do with them .

“I told you not to touch yourself.” And maybe Emily was having a little too much fun with this.

Diana yanked her hands from her hair, but instead of returning them to the duvet, she gripped Emily’s hips with bruising pressure. “Please. I can’t wait any longer.”

Emily froze. After all this time, when Diana finally begged, she hadn’t even seen it coming. “Oh,” she gasped, her hand automatically reaching between their bodies, finding Diana’s swollen clit. But then she remembered Diana’s words while she’d had Emily pressed against the wall what felt like hours ago. “I want you to tease me until I can’t take it anymore…and then tease me a little bit more.”

She withdrew her hand, ignoring Diana’s growl of protest. “Oh, I think you can wait just a little bit longer.”