“Your tropical fortress of solitude.” She nods. “And I ruined it for you.” I say regretfully, even though I can’t actually muster up feeling sorry for these utterly perfect couple of hours we’ve had.
“You’re the best surprise I’ve ever gotten.” She tells me, and I kind of believe her. “And for what it’s worth, I think it’s badass you’re taking a chance and doing something you love, which you’re also obviously amazing at. Going by the toys we’ve played with.” She says it so matter-of-factly, but something that’s been tight and angry in my chest since the day I told my family I was quitting my job, seems to loosen from Kris’s words. And I know why. It’s because she knows what it’s like to have family expectations weigh you down. She understands the desire to honor where you come from, but needing to do it your own way.
God, I want her again. Maybe she can read minds too because she comes closer. She presses her mouth to mine and tugs the hair on the nape of my neck, just hard enough to make me shiver. “I can’t wait to try more of your toys.” She leans an arm back to put down her glass of bubbly and kisses me again. Then smoothly lifts my leg over her hip, opening me to her. I feel her cold thumb on my clit and my breath shudders out of my mouth and into hers. She’s kissing me hard, and I want to sink into this. Let her take care of me again like she did up in her bed. But then I think of the last twenty-four hours this woman probably just had and I want to be the one to please her. To make her feel good.
I pull back from another one of her drugging kisses and whisper against her lips. “I’d like to taste you. May I?” I ask, and she nods.
“Sure, baby. Do whatever you like.”
“I want this.” I say as I palm her heat, she’s so wet already and soaks the finger I slide into her. “Lick it, suck it, and bite it. Then do it again.”
“That sounds like a great plan.” She gasps, turning until she’s flat on her back, arms behind her head. She looks like a debauched empress. This woman is definitely going to end me.
“Well, I don’t want to be a bad guest, in the off chance I can get another invitation.” I’m smirking, but my tummy drops as I say it. I know I’ll want to see her again. That when I drive off tomorrow, I’ll leave a little bit of myself here. I put that thought aside and focus on sliding down her body. I kiss her nipples as I go and don’t stop pressing my mouth to her perfect smooth, sun-kissed skin until I’m at the place I’ve been craving. I grip behind her knees and spread her for my view, and damn, I have to count backwards from ten to settle down.
“God this is so pretty.” I say with reverence. Her folds are flushed with a delicate pink and her clit is hard and peeking out. Gorgeous. “Baby, you smell so good.” I press my nose and inhale her, then lap up the beads of liquid from her arousal.
She isdelicious. I enjoy a lot of things about sex. I can appreciate any lover’s body and all the parts they come with. But Ilovepussy. I love how it smells, how it tastes, how it looks, how it feels on my hand, and on my tongue. I worship it, really. I can spend hours tasting a lover. Feeling orgasm after orgasm drenching my fingers and soaking my tongue. I’m a faithful and devoted servant of good pussy, and Kristina’s is fucking perfect.
“Lick it, Farnaz. Please.” Kris begs, and who am I to deny her? I hold her open, so her knees are almost pressed to her chest and go in.
I swirl the hard tip of my tongue to her engorged nub and her legs start quivering within seconds, but I haven’t had nearly enough.
“Hold your legs up, baby.” I tell her and pull back to look at her. I use my thumbs to expose her clit and flick it hard a few times. Then take turns doing it with my tongue, and again with my fingers.
“God that feels so good.” Kris moans as I reach for the little pouch I brought down with me and pull out a small clit stimulator. I look up, and Kris’s hot blue gaze is already on the toy.
“Can I use it on you?”
“Absolutely.” She says and I smile at how into this she is. I can’t believe this is the same woman who I first saw, she looked forbidding and cold. But this Kris, this soft and wild lover, who can’t get enough of my hands and mouth, she’severything.
“Juicy.” I say, with my mouth pressed to her mons. I nip it and she groans, bringing one hand down to spread herself more. Giving me more access to all the parts I want to feast on. “I love your cunt.” I say with utter sincerity.
“And itlovesyou.” She responds as she palms the back of my head. “Eat it, babe.” I don’t need to be asked twice. I oblige by sucking on her labia, making her groan, then let go with a pop as I insert the little toy in her. It’s got pulsing vibrations that deliver a super slow and intense orgasm which is exactly what I’m intending to give her. A lazy tongue-fucking just like the ocean’s waves. I start it a low setting and push it in and out as I eat her out. Fast then slow, I lap at her. My fingers rubbing her clit while I alternate fucking her with my tongue and the vibrator.
“Mm.” She moans, lost in what I’m doing to her. “User your teeth on me, sweetheart.” I do as she asks, and I’m rewarded with a gush of liquid. “Suck my clit, please.” She begs through gritted teeth and I do it, circle my lips around that sweet little pearl and pull hard as the vibrator’s slow pulses massage her channel.
“Oh, I’m coming.” She’s practically keening and soon I feel the tremors wracking her body as her orgasm builds. My own pussy is pulsing between my legs, but my sole focus is Kristina. A couple more swipes of my tongue on her clit and her body stiffens. Her screams of pleasure pierce the air. As soon as she lets go of her legs, she’s pulling me up.
“Sit on my face.” She growls as I scramble up her body until we’re lips to lips. Her mouth is on me in a flash and almost instantly I’m shaking with mind-melting pleasure. Kris eats at my pussy with a single-minded hunger that makes me feel utterly owned. Within moments my vision goes white and pleasure wracks my body until I’m sure my juices are dripping down her chin.
“Goddamn.” I gasp, sliding down so I can kiss her. I taste myself on her tongue and another jolt of pure bliss courses through me.
“I can’t decide what I like better your mouth or that tight little cunt.” Kristina says against my lips. “I think I’m addicted.”
As I lay there in her arms letting the ocean breeze cool my sated body, I silently say “I know I’m already hopelessly addicted to you.”
Chapter 4
Kristina
I can’t stop looking at Farnaz, and even after only a few hours I know I want so much more time with her. It’s not just that the sex has been life changing and filled me up in ways I didn’t know I needed. I like this woman so much.
After more kissing and swimming in the pool we came inside, got cleaned up and watched TV and ended up fucking on the couch—because I can’t resist her—then made dinner together. And now we’re up in my bedroom balcony lounging on my huge futon looking up at the sky. The night is clear and full of stars. They look so close, like I could almost touch them, but I can’t keep my eyes off her.
Farnaz is funny, and so beautiful. Just looking at her makes my heart ache. She’s petite, a lot shorter than me and curvy. With an ass that’s a work of art. And those eyes, so dark they’re almost black. But what turns me on the most about her is how free she is. She’s not shy about giving and taking pleasure, and I can’t get enough of her energy. I don’t know how she’s still single, but with every minute I’m with her I feel more and more certain that this mix-up is more than my dad pushing me into having a little fun. It’s fate reminding me that my joy is important, too. Because that’s what this afternoon and evening are. Pure fucking joy. Toe curling orgasms and so many laughs. I want more of it. I want moreof her.
But that’s creepy and needy, not to mention complicated. I live in the North Pole. She’s in between jobs. We metsix hours ago…It could never work.
