Page 15 of Blazing Hearts

“Well, if you are as hungry as you look, then maybe I should offer you a snack.” Mallory leant back showing off her beautiful body, her eyes darkened with desire as though welcoming Kara in.

Kara said nothing, reaching to unfasten Mallory’s bra and then slide it from her shoulders. She followed up by sliding Mallory’s panties to the floor, lifting Mallory’s feet from them, and chucking them behind her. She pulled Mallory’s hips to the edge of the bed, pushing her to lie back and enjoy. Kneeling gently, Kara kissed and nipped her way up Mallory’s legs, laving the soft skin hungrily. Finally, she couldn’t hold herself back any longer and made her way up to the soft, wet folds of Mallory’s pussy. She was hot, slick with want, and Kara could hear her breathing heavily in anticipation. Well, she wasn’t going to deny Mallory anything. Diving in, she enveloped Mallory’s pussy in her mouth, delving her tongue in and out, flicking back and forth across her clit, circling lazily as she listened to which movement drew out the deepest moans. Reaching up, she plucked Mallory’s pert nipples, rolling them in her fingers, and reveling in the groans she was causing.

Kara devoured the taste of Mallory as though she had never tasted pussy before. Sure, she liked going down on women, but this felt different. This felt like she wanted to lose herself in eating Mallory out for hours. Forever perhaps.

Her little gasps and moans were the sweetest thing Kara had ever heard as she pushed her tongue inside as deep as it would go, feeling Mallory’s pussy open for her- it felt like the most incredible feeling in the world. Kara withdrew her tongue before pushing it inside again. Then withdrawing, then pushing back inside. Mallory’s legs opened wider and her moans became louder. Kara’s tongue felt absolutely at home inside of Mallory, like that was where it always wanted to be.

As Mallory’s breathing got shallower and shorter, her breath coming out in pants, Kara could tell she was getting close. She drew one hand down, slipping two fingers inside Mallory, pumping back and forth as she licked and sucked at her clit.

As Mallory’s body began to shake, Kara increased her pace, thrusting in and out of Mallory, faster and harder. She watched Mallory’s beautiful body move as she fucked her. She watched her beautiful face tipped back and eyes closed. She watched her beautiful long red hair spread out on the pillow.

“Come for me, beautiful.” Kara growled and as soon as she said the words she felt Mallory tighten on her fingers and come apart beneath her as she cried out in ecstasy.

Her beautiful brown eyes opened wide as her body began to relax. Kara was still inside her, her mouth still close to Mallory’s clitoris. She could feel Mallory’s pussy still pulsing around her fingers as her orgasm subsided.

“Fuck, you tasted great,” Kara grinned at Mallory. “You are so fucking beautiful when you come, you know?”

Mallory smiled a coy smile. “That was incredible,” she said.

Kara had never felt more turned on in her life.

“Just relax,” she said to Mallory. “I’m so close- this won’t take long.”

Kara stripped off quickly, her eyes never leaving Mallory’s beautiful body.

She climbed back onto the bed, positioning herself to straddle Mallory’s lovely long thigh. She could feel the delicious pressure of it against her clitoris.

“I want you to taste your own orgasm from my lips,” Kara whispered.

She leant forwards to kiss Mallory, absorbing herself in it entirely. Long deep kisses with her tongue in Mallory’s mouth when only minutes before it had been deep in her wet pussy.

Oh fuck.

She ground her own soaking wet pussy down hard against Mallory’s thigh as she did so, she could feel their breasts pressing against each other and it was less than a minute before her own orgasm tore through her body in waves that felt like they would never stop.

As she rode through her orgasm, she kept on kissing Mallory. Kissing Mallory felt like home.

When they both finally stopped kissing to breathe, their bodies still pressed tightly into each other, Kara looked into Mallory’s beautiful deep brown eyes.

“You are amazing,” Kara said and Mallory smiled.

“You are pretty amazing yourself,” Mallory said, her voice dripping with sex.

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The room was quiet now, the air heavy with the remnants of what they had just shared. The faint hum of the city outside mingled with the soft, rhythmic sound of their breathing. Kara lay beside Mallory, her arm draped across her chest as she watched the rise and fall of Mallory’s breasts. The warmth between them lingered, a quiet heat that refused to fade despite the passing moments.

Mallory shifted slightly, her fingers tracing a delicate pattern on the sheets between them. Her movements were slow, almost absent, as if she was lost in thought.

Kara let her gaze linger on Mallory for a moment longer, the moonlight casting faint shadows across her lovely features. Mallory looked peaceful, her face relaxed, but Kara sensed the quiet storm within her.

She could say something, break the silence, but what words could ever be enough to explain everything swirling in her head? The chemistry, the spark that had ignited between them from the start had always felt undeniable, but tonight had taken that spark and turned it into something else—something deeper, more complex. They weren’t just two people caught in the heat of the moment anymore. This was real. Kara could feel it, as surely as she could feel the weight of Mallory’s body beside her.

Still, she hesitated. The tension was palpable, and yet there was a comfort in it. Maybe it was because she knew that Mallory wouldn’t run, that she wasn’t the type of person who would, even if she were unsure. There was a steadiness to her, an unspoken strength. And even though Kara could feel her own uncertainty, she felt a calmness that was rooted in the connection they had shared.

For a moment, they didn’t speak. Neither of them seemed ready to shatter the peace that hung in the air. But the silence stretched on, and eventually, Kara felt the need to break it. The question that had been looming between them finally pressed against her chest, and she wondered if Mallory could feel it too—the question that neither of them was saying out loud.

What happens next?

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