Chapter 15

Paige pushed her body against mine, her nipples pressing hard into my arm. “Methinks the lady doth protest too much.”

“We’ll see about that.” I slung my leg over Paige and pressed her down until she was on top of me. She peered into my blue-green eyes. “Are you sure?” she barely managed to ask.

“One hundred percent.” If she was uncertain at all, there was no sign of it in her eyes. They brimmed with lust and desire and I was slightly taken aback by the sudden reversal of the situation.

I leaned down for her intoxicating kiss. The way I brushed my closed lips against Paige’s was almost chaste, until Paige dug her fingers into my hair and drew me near. Paige opened her mouth, allowing my tongue to enter. My nipples writhed against the silk of my top and my fingers trailed along Paige’s neck as they lost themselves in moist kiss after kiss. My knee rested between Paige’s legs and my right hand kept moving down until it reached the curve of Paige’s breast.

The time for hesitation had passed and, over Paige’s skimpy tank top, I curled my fingers over her breast, its nipple perking up against my palm. Soon I was squeezing and tweaking and the tank top got in the way. Without interrupting the kiss, I slid one hand under Paige’s top and the touch of soft skin on my fingertips sent an electric current straight to her pussy. I expected her PJ bottoms to be drenched by now and her juices to be leaking through onto Paige’s flexed thigh muscles.

My fingers found Paige’s bare nipple and she gently pinched it until soft moans escaped from the mouth underneath hers. Shifting her body to the left, I gave Paige’s other breast the same treatment. The supple flesh under my hands ignited throb after throb to pulse through my pussy. Our passionate lip lock had to be broken then, because I couldn’t wait any longer. She had to see the breasts she’d been stroking so feverishly.

Paige stared up at me as I nibbled her bottom lip one more time. Her glance alone, with those huge blue eyes glinting with desire, was enough to entice me to rip off all her clothes and ravage Paige, but, despite the lust leaking from between my legs, I knew she had to go slow. Unhurried, she pulled up my tank top until my breasts were exposed. My pert mounds lay at her fingertips now and their taut nipples looked more than ready to be savoured.

“You’re so beautiful,” She mumbled before leaning in again, lower this time, and tasting my left nipple. It was hard against her tongue and she sucked it between her lips and gently trailed her teeth along the tip. With one hand she squeezed the soft flesh of my breast together so she could take as much as possible of it into her mouth.

I tugged at Paige’s top, yanking it upwards. “Take it off.” Paige interrupted her glorious feast of dark nipple and velvety breast and allowed me to pull her silk top over her head. The sudden rush of air pricked up her own nipples until the skin around them couldn’t stretch any further. Paige repositioned and hovered over me until our breasts almost touched and our nipples grazed against each other. Keeping the pressure in her arms, Paige didn’t let her body’s full weight come down. Instead, she let her nipples dance across my upper body, occasionally bending her elbows and pushing the rigid brown buds into my belly and breasts.

Paige followed the erratic path her nipples had taken earlier with a trail of kisses leading down to the waistband of my shorts. She appeared impatient and started pushing her shorts down before I had a chance to luxuriate in the thought of slowly exposing her pussy. She locked eyes with me and I covered her hands to liberate them from their task. I lowered the shorts lazily, as much a test for her as it was for me, and bared her brown pubic hair first. Again, this was not a first for me, but it didn’t stop me from being floored by the musky sweet scent tinging the air and, as the shorts came off, the sight of her swollen pussy lips glistening with wetness.

“Yours as well.” she said as she sat up and tugged frantically at my pants. Our eyes met and I saw no reason in them to deny such a heartfelt request. Both naked, Paige coaxed me down on the bed and kissed me. Skin to skin and nipple to nipple, our hands roaming freely over each other’s body, I felt her juices spill onto Paige's glorious legs. They may have been the start of all of this, but Paige’s focus lay elsewhere now. She pushed herself up and cast a longing glance at my pussy.

“Fuck me,” I said and the unexpected words sent a shiver up Paige’ spine.

She crouched between my legs and flexed her elbows just low enough for her left breast to brush the lips of my pussy. Paige shifted her weight unto her left knee and arm and with her free hand guided her breast, its nipple protruding stiffly, to my throbbing clit. I moaned at the touch of flesh on flesh and Paige repeated the action. She skated her nipple up and down my pussy and nudged my clit with it. The sensation of my hot wetness on her nipple made Paige’s knees tremble with delight and her clit stand firmly to attention.

“Oh god,” I grunted and dug my fingers into Paige’s hair. I couldn’t wait any longer. As magnificent as the nipple fuck felt, I needed a taste now. She brought her mouth down to mu gleaming lips and ran her tongue along the length of them. She tasted salty and moist and intoxicating. Just as she’d done with my chest earlier, Paige let her tongue follow the path her nipple had traced earlier. Every time her tongue stroked my clit, my entire body tensed under Paige’s mouth. Low whimpers of ecstasy drifted from my lips into the room. Paige dug her tongue as deep as she could into my pussy and let its aroma coat her mouth and chin.

She focused her attention on my clit, circling around it in a steady motion until my grunts intensif

ied and my grip on Paige’s hair strengthened. Paige needed more though, she needed to feel the inside of my pussy on her fingers, needed to feel my muscles contract around her knuckles. Interrupting the motion of her tongue on my clit, she lifted her head to get a good look at what she was about to enter. Through the darkness, to which Paige’s eyes were now fully accustomed, my pussy glistened with juices, her lips a deep swollen red. Before the irresistible urge to feast her mouth on them gripped her again, Paige brought one finger to the rim of my pussy. She circled it around and up and down and then let it slip inside. I immediately let out a hoarse yelp as Paige’s finger was covered in slithery juices. She explored my inner walls and, before finding a more steady rhythm, inserted another finger.

I buried my nails into the sheets and moaned louder with every thrust. Paige revelled in the sensation of having me, although she was indirectly responsible for the painful bruise on my cheek―it didn’t hurt that much anymore now. Paige watched her fingers slip in and out of me and a small puddle of juice gathered in her palm. She brought her head back down and went straight for my clit. She flicked it back and forth with her tongue to the same rhythm as her fingers delving inside.

“Oh my god,” I exclaimed and repeated. “I’m―” Before I had a chance to say it I released a stream of juice onto Paige’s palm and my pussy clenched and unclenched multiple times around Paige’s fingers. Paige kept taking and licking me until my voice grew hoarse and my body stopped shaking.

When Paige looked up and sought my gaze she saw a wide smile plastered across my face. Paige hoisted herself up on her elbows until our eyes met, and then she let go.