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cried out when the hot mouth found her cunt again. She felt wanton
on her hands and knees, riding a woman’s face in a strange hotel room.
    Lindsey’s tongue speared into her channel before sweeping
through the folds and then plunging back inside again in a rhythm that
ratcheted Ella’s pleasure higher and higher. She rocked her hips, grinding
against Lindsey’s mouth, desperate to find release.
    “Oh God!” she cried, fists clenched. Her forehead fell
against the carpet and she mewled as Lindsey sucked her clit.
    Ella had never allowed herself to orgasm at the touch of
another but now she didn’t have a choice. Her body had a mind of its own.
    Everything inside her tightened to the breaking point and
then detonated, sending pleasure firing through her veins, shooting up her
spine to her scalp, her fingertips then down to her toes. Every stroke of
Lindsey’s tongue sweetened her climax until Ella rolled off and lay
breathlessly staring up at the ceiling.
    Lindsey propped on one elbow and slid the fingertip of her
other hand through Ella’s slippery folds that still vibrated from her orgasm.
    “Has it been a while for you too?” Lindsey asked.
    “I guess it might be too late to confess this, but this is
my first time with a woman.”
    Lindsey’s kiss-swollen lips parted. “You’re kiddin’.”
    Ella shook her head. “I’ve always wanted to. I just never
had the opportunity.” She moaned when Lindsey’s finger slid into her pussy again.
    “What’d you think?” Lindsey asked.
    “I’ll tell you in the morning.” Ella grinned and dragged
Lindsey half on top of her. They kissed as Lindsey fingered her slowly,
plumbing the juicy depths with one digit and then two, reigniting Ella’s
desire.
    “But it’s your turn,” Ella protested feebly.
    “I’ll get my share of turns .” Lindsey moved to Ella’s
breast and sucked the nipple, drawing out the sweet bud until it was
diamond-hard.
    Ella raised one knee so she could rock her hips in time with
the finger thrusts. “I’ve never done that before.”
    “You mentioned that,” Lindsey said with a lazy grin.
    “I mean come. I’ve never come with anyone else.”
    Lindsey stared and then she smiled. “Well, you can’t ever
say that again.” She reached deeper and Ella fought the need to close her eyes.
Just the sight of the other woman’s breasts outlined by her shirt, the slender
waist, feminine limbs and knowing those jeans hid the sex-slick crease between
Lindsey’s thighs aroused Ella. Being touched by her at the same time was almost
too much to take.
    The sound of wet suction met Ella’s ears. A woman’s touch
was so different from a man’s. Sensual, thorough and almost hedonistic, the
pleasure carried Ella to an unfamiliar plane. Gone was the sensation of her
sexual energy being stripped from her by a dominant male. Gone was the
ever-lurking fear of pregnancy.
    Instead Ella experienced desire for another—desire to fuck
and be fucked.
    An unspoken understanding passed between two women, a
psychic connection that only enhanced physical sensation.
    Whether she ever saw Lindsey again, Ella knew she’d been
born to experience intimacy with a woman.
    “I want to touch you,” Ella whispered.
    “In a minute.” Lindsey moved impossibly closer. “Right now,
this is all about you.”
    Ella shifted her hips to take more of the finger inside her.
Sensitive tissue ignited, welcoming each deep stroke.
    “I can feel your pussy gripping my finger,” Lindsey said.
    Toying with her own nipple, Ella closed her eyes. She’d
always been forced to lose herself in fantasy to come. Not with Lindsey. Here,
right now, the fantasy was real. Carnal.
    Ella plucked her own nipple and squeezed hard as Lindsey
took the other one in her mouth and sucked.
    “Oh!” Ella cried. The sensation was too much. She was going
to come again. Her body tensed like a spring wound too tight. She rode the
edge, teetering in a swathe of ecstasy until she let go.
    Unrivaled