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breasts tightened and she arched into
Lindsey’s touch when her palm brushed over one of Ella’s nipples. Her limbs
trembled with erotic need.
    Terror that she didn’t know how to touch another woman
evaporated as desire heightened as quickly as a rocket shooting toward space.
Ella encircled Lindsey’s narrow hips with her hands and dragged her closer.
    Lindsey’s insistent mouth moved to her neck, where she drew
in a harsh breath. “You smell so fucking good.”
    Fingers tugged at Ella’s tank, dragging the fabric up and
then off over her head. Lindsey’s admiring gaze fell to Ella’s breasts while
she slid Ella’s bra straps down to free one nipple.
    “You’re making me wet, princess,” Lindsey said huskily as
she bent to take the tip of Ella’s breast in her mouth. The warm tongue seemed
incongruously soft compared to the hot metal ball as it rolled around Ella’s
nipple.
    Holding Lindsey’s head captive, Ella trembled. Never had
attention to her breasts been so arousing. She half thought she might be able
to come if Lindsey didn’t touch her anywhere else.
    Fingers replaced the mouth as Lindsey moved to the other
breast. She jerked the lacy fabric of Ella’s bra free and began to suck while
she kneaded with her thumb and forefinger.
    Savage need exploded between Ella’s thighs. She felt as if
she were burning up from the inside out. And just when she thought she’d die
from sheer desire, Lindsey’s hand worked under the waistband of her jeans and
pushed downward, underneath her panties—until fingers found flesh.
    “Your pussy’s wet.”
    Ella shook. Her knees would have buckled if Lindsey didn’t
have her pressed against the door.
    Voices came from hotel clients passing by outside but Ella
didn’t take time to consider the muffled conversations, or that little other
than a steel door separated those people from this earth-shattering moment
happening right now.
    Lindsey lifted her head from Ella’s breast to gaze into her
eyes as she wriggled her finger further.
    Ella sucked in a breath as the digit slipped inside.
    “That feel good, princess?”
    Unable to form words, Ella nodded.
    “Take your pants off.”
    Lindsey’s hand disappeared and Ella ached for the loss. And
while Ella unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her hips, she watched in
bliss-struck awe as Lindsey sucked the glistening cream off her middle finger.
    Lindsey’s pupils enlarged and glittered like chips of onyx.
“Mmm. I want more of that.”
    Ella’s clit jolted.
    “Take off those panties too.”
    Ella slid the drenched lace down her thighs and then let the
fabric fall to the floor. Her half-discarded bra joined the panties as Lindsey
kneeled. “Spread your legs, baby,” Lindsey commanded softly as she brushed her
thumb along Ella’s neatly trimmed landing strip.
    The muscles in Ella’s thighs burned as she dipped slightly
and parted her knees. Why couldn’t she stop shaking? Heat from Lindsey’s breath
fanned her pussy.
    “You smell so sweet, so good…” Lindsey muttered before she
bestowed a soft kiss on the needy flesh.
    Ella whimpered. “Don’t tease me.”
    Lindsey tickled Ella’s opening with the tip of her finger.
“Tell me what you want, princess.”
    “I want your mouth on me. I want your finger inside me.
Please, Lindsey. Please…”
    She barely finished the last word before Lindsey’s lips
closed on Ella’s clit. The tongue ring circling her flesh drove her mindless
and when a finger slid all the way inside her, Ella couldn’t prevent a moan
from escaping her lips.
    The door rattled as she searched for some sort of handhold
other than the doorknob. Her other hand latched on to Lindsey’s short hair,
tugging the spiky locks to anchor her in place.
    “Come here,” Lindsey whispered, gripping Ella’s thighs and
dragging her downward.
    Lindsey sprawled on the floor on her back and drew Ella over
her face. Ella’s palms flattened on the rough carpet as Lindsey pulled her hips
down. Ella