Page 26 of Kiss Me Softly

She was also right that the gala wasn’t as horrible as I’d imagined it would be. Other than the part where they did boring speeches and awards, I’d mostly had fun. I didn’t even mind being dressed up. Not that I wanted to do it every day, but I was surprised to learn that it was kind of fun to get dolled up and do something different to my hair.

Aurora looked gorgeous. She was wearing a fitted red dress with little straps on the shoulder and a scoop neckline that tastefully highlighted her cleavage. I wasn’t sure what she was wearing underneath that thing, but her tits were higher than I’d ever seen them, making my mouth water.

Like me, she’d curled her hair and put on makeup. She looked glamorous and sophisticated, fitting in with all the wealthy people in attendance at the gala. I’d been proud to have her on my arm.

We Ubered back to our building, then headed upstairs to Aurora’s apartment. The minute we got in, she kicked off her shoes.

“Oh thank God,” she breathed. “These shoes always kill my feet.”

“Why did you wear them then?” I asked.

She looked at me like I was an idiot. “Did you see them? They’re gorgeous and they make my legs look a mile long.”

I kicked off my own shoes. They were more comfortable than I’d been expecting – something else my mother had been right about – but I was still glad to ditch them.

My bare feet had scarcely touched the floor when Aurora pushed me up against the front door. Her head descended, swallowing my gasp with her mouth, as she gave me a rough and claiming kiss. Her hands slid down my sides, pushing my skirt up to my hips, then she gripped my thighs and boosted me up against the door.

My heart was racing so fast I thought I’d pass out. I wrapped my legs around her hips and my arms around her shoulders, holding on as I felt Aurora move her hand down between our bodies. She made a sound of approval when she reached the damp fabric of my panties, then shoved the crotch aside. Without preamble, her fingers speared my opening, starting a punishing rhythm that had me on the brink of orgasm within seconds.

“Aurora!” I cried out her name as she boosted me a little higher and sank her teeth into the skin at the juncture of my neck. I rolled my hips, chasing her fingers.

It was all too much. The stress of our separation, the anxiety about attending the gala, the foreplay of dancing, and now this rough, dominant side of Aurora. I broke apart with a long wail, my eyes closed as I focused on the waves of pleasure rolling through my body.

When she lowered my feet back to the floor, my knees buckled until Aurora caught me.

“Well that was fun,” she said, her tone mischievous as she took in my dazed expression.

“It would be more fun if we were both naked,” I replied smartly.

“I need you to help me get out of my shapewear,” Aurora said. “If you weren’t here I’d probably have to cut myself out of it. I’ve been stress eating all week.”

She slipped her dress over her head, then I helped her tug off the strapless corset bra and girdle thing she was wearing.

“They left marks,” I said, tracing my fingers along the angry looking red lines on her torso.

“It’s the price I paid for looking this good,” she said lightly. “I need to use the restroom. I’ll be right back.”

I took off my dress but left my underwear on so Aurora could see it. Usually I only wore utilitarian cotton garments, but this underwear was lacey and girlie. Uncomfortable too, if I was being honest, but I’d worn it specifically to seduce my girlfriend. I stretched out on the bed on my side, trying to adopt a sexy pose.

Aurora walked into the alcove where her bed was and stopped, a big smile on her face.

“Well, look at you in your sexy underwear.”

She walked to the edge of the bed and rolled me onto my back with gentle hands on my shoulders, then lowered her head to give me a kiss. Her hair fell in a curtain around us as her lips met mine. Our heads were in reverse positions – her forehead over my chin – and I was surprised how good it felt to kiss in this position.

When we broke apart, I sat up and pointed to the bed behind me.

“My turn now. Lay down.”

Aurora crawled up the bed, completely self-confident in her nakedness, and then slowly rolled over with her feet braced on the mattress, knees bent. I pushed her knees apart, spreading her legs wide, then slipped between her legs.

I started on the outside, kissing and nipping at her pussy lips, before moving inside to explore her folds with my tongue. I lapped her from bottom to top, over and over, until she was squirming beneath me. When I knew she was close, I focused my tongue on her clitoris, circling it while I teased around her opening with my finger.

Then I did something she didn’t expect. Instead of inserting a finger inside her opening, I spread her arousal lower until I was pressed against the puckered entrance of her ass. Aurora gasped as I slid just the tip of one finger inside her ass while sucking her clit into my mouth. That was all it took to make her come so hard that moisture dripped down my chin.

I teased her through one orgasm, then fucked her with my tongue until she had a second one and begged me for a break. Then, and only then, did I slide up her body and snuggle into her side.

“I really like make-up sex,” I told her, pressing a quick kiss to the closest breast.

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