That didn’t take much more work. The only thing that frightened Alicia as orgasm mounted within her was that it would undoubtedly make her more susceptible to Danica’s machinations.
But she didn’t have much time to worry about that. Alicia was too preoccupied with disappearing into a void full of quick, painless pleasure beneath a beautiful billionaire who had decided she was the fascination of the week.
“That’s it,” Danica mumbled, fingers unrelenting. “Come for me.”
For me.
Not for Alicia’s benefit.
Forher.
Alicia braced herself, throwing every part of her mind and body into having an orgasm for Danica’s sake. Sure, she enjoyed it. Sure, she got plenty out of it. Yet she got more out of sharing her climax with the woman responsible for it.
While the orgasm was quick, it was enough to break any tension left in the room. When Danica pulled her fingers out and let Alicia’s arousal drip upon her nether lips, she fell back againstthe loveseat with an enraptured sigh. Her legs turned to mush, weak and malleable.
“Did that please you?” she asked.
Danica kissed her. “What do you think?” A hint of humor lurked in her voice.
“I hope so.”
“You’re thinking like the kind of woman I prefer to be with.”
Danica sat up, hands on her knees.
“Allow me to see you naked, Alicia,” she said. “Stand there and disrobe for me.”
Perhaps it was the high of coming from her hand that made Alicia obey so readily. Had Danica said something like that the first time she seduced Alicia?I would have shown her out on her ass.Alicia was never talked to like that. Never had such things been demanded of her. Someone exerting that kind of power over her was like… was like…
The hottest thing ever.
What’s wrong with me?Alicia asked herself that as she stood, that expectant visage leaning forward in an attempt to drink her in with one gulp.I’m already a mess.Her skirt was pushed up high, and although her underwear was back in place, they felt so wet that there was no way she could wear them home. Not to mention what the bust of her dress did! Alicia merely had to glance down to get a dose of her own (hard) nipple.
Danica’s dirty fingers rubbed against her lips as Alicia unzipped her dress and let it pool at her feet. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Not in that dress.
“Truly, Alicia, you are beyond words.” Danica tasted her fingertips.That’s me on them.“Now, take off those offensive things.” She meant Alicia’s underwear. Only offensive because they kept Danica from seeing that fine ass.
The underwear soon joined the dress on the floor. Danica twirled a finger in the air.
“Turn for me.”
She did, careful not to trip over her shorn clothing. When her feet became tangled in the sleeve of her dress, Danica clicked her tongue. Alicia had a feeling she wasn’t disapproving of the ass facing in her direction.
“You better bend down and pick those up.”
Alicia wasn’t dumb. She knew exactly what view Danica would have when she bent over to pluck her clothes off the floor and drape them on the nearest chair.
Shouldn’t this feel dirty? Yet, as Alicia exposed herself to the feasting gaze behind her, she felt far from dirty.
She was…strong.
Her body was her own. Her will was her own. No matter what Danica told her to do while they had sex, Alicia was still in control of those two things. Her thoughts could do whatever they wanted in her head, and she would be none the wiser. Just like Alicia couldn’t readhermind.Do I even want to?
Kinda.
“Like what you see?” Alicia asked sweetly, balling her dress in her hands and shifting from foot to foot. Her ass had never spent this long in the air before. The more her thighs touched, the better the view for Ms. Danica Moreau. “I’ve got good news for you, ma’am.” Alicia stood, clutching her clothes to her chest. “That’s a place you can have over and over again.” She batted her eyelashes over her shoulder. “Tonight, anyway.”
Ruthless. That was the expression meeting hers.
