Page 25 of Clashing with the Ice Queen

They wandered through the space, Cassandra’s fingers trailing along the plush furnishings while Nadine admired the view of the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She loved that feature—it reminded her of Cassandra’s office.

“This place is stunning,” Nadine remarked, attempting to lighten the mood, though her gaze wandered to Cassandra, who stood at the window.

“It’s just a hotel room,” Cassandra replied, though there was an unmistakable glow in her eyes. “But it feels different, doesn’t it?”

Nadine nodded, the weight of unsaid words and unfulfilled desires hanging between them. She took a step closer, herheart pounding as she reached out to touch Cassandra’s arm. “Different in the best way.”

Cassandra turned to face her, eyes locking onto Nadine’s with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. In that moment, the world outside faded once again. All that existed was the uncharted territory stretching before them. Nadine hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Cassandra’s body—wanting to explore every inch of it with her hands and mouth.

“I want to please you, Cassandra, I want that so desperately.” She looked into Cassandra’s eyes knowing her own gaze was laced with need.

“I really want to taste you again,” Her memories of tasting Cassandra and being used for Cassandra’s pleasure had not disappeared. It felt like only yesterday, but she yearned for it.

She instinctively dropped to her knees, looking up at Cassandra.

“Please, Mistress,” she said in earnest. “Let me make you happy.”

Nadine could see Cassandra’s face deep in thought, perhaps as to how she wanted this to go.

“Take off your dress and lie on your back,” Cassandra commanded and Nadine moved eagerly and instinctively to obey her. She quickly positioned herself nude and willing on her back on the luxurious carpet enjoying the feel of it against her naked back.

She watched Cassandra as she calmly moved around the beautiful hotel room, adjusting the lighting to her preference, slipping her heels off. She caught out of the corner of her eye, Cassandra removing something that glinted in the light from her handbag and she wondered what it was. It looked like metal. Stainless steel perhaps. Cassandra had laid it on the bed.

Cassandra was taking her time, as was her way of things and as much as it drove Nadine crazy with her desire, it also was so very erotic.

Cassandra was so graceful as she moved around the room. She was wearing a blue shift dress that matched her eyes. Classically beautiful as ever. Nadine watched as she slowly removed her jewellery.

Nadine could feel her pussy getting wet with the want and need that had been building for so long.

She watched as Cassandra rolled down her pantyhose. They were sheer and revealed her beautiful legs as she went. God, she was so sexy.

Her eyes were glued to Cassandra as she unzipped her dress and shimmied her shoulders out of it before letting it drop. She elegantly stepped out of it, before laying it neatly on the bed.

Nadine looked at her body, tall and lithe and full of grace, in classically beautiful lemon-colored lace lingerie. She had never seen this much of Cassandra’s body before and she was here for it. She watched as Cassandra unclasped her bra, as slowly and unhurried as ever and removed the straps one by one allowing her breasts to spill free. Her breasts were small and pert with pale pink nipples on her pale skin. Her body in every way was almost the opposite of Nadine’s. All pale with long clean lines, whereas Nadine’s skin was much darker and every part of her body full of curves.

Maybe we always want what we don’t have ourselves,Nadine thought to herself.

Cassandra’s beautifully manicured hands moved to the waistband of her panties before rolling them down and stepping out of them and lining them up neatly with the rest of her clothes on the bed.

Nadine had noticed her beautifully manicured hands many times in the boardroom and admired how she kept a lovely french manicure whilst still keeping her nails short.

And thank god for that.

Long nails on a lesbian were not Nadine’s idea of a good time.

Cassandra, still unhurried moved towards the bed again. Nadine got a great view of the slight curve of her ass.

Unlike Nadine, Cassandra never wore tight clothes, so it felt like a precious gift to get to see what was underneath.

As Cassandra turned, Nadine noticed the barely visible blonde strands of pubic hair, neatly waxed into shape. Of course, just as immaculate as the rest of her, not like the wild dark curls that persisted between Nadine’s own legs. Somewhat tamed, for sure. But still they were pretty curly and wild.

Nadine also noticed what was in one of Cassandra’s hands. It was the metal item from her handbag that had glinted in the light. It was a beautifully curved item made from stainless steel that Nadine knew by the shape had to be a butt plug.

She had never used one in real life, but given what Cassandra had so far done to her sexually, just about everything that Nadine was craving involved anal penetration, so she felt super turned on just looking at it.

In her other hand she held what had to be a tube of lube.

“Do you know what this is?” Cassandra asked, holding the item up to the light.

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