Page 47 of Kiss of Seduction
Understanding the silent request, Natalya smiled. “A kiss?”
“Yes. Please.” Evie’s voice was strained, the words coming out on panting exhales. Natalya broke eye contact to glance at Evie’s lips. Her mouth fell slightly open. Then she nodded, and Evie leaned forward, kissing her hard.
The surge that went through her was more than simplyeuphoric. It was as though she’d kissed an electric fence, except it was roiling pleasure that went through her rather than pain. It knocked the air out of her, shocking her body to the point where it started shivering.
She had to break the kiss to moan loudly against Natalya’s lips. Natalya let out a deep sigh.
When Evie kissed her again, she pressed herself harder and faster against Natalya’s fingers. She was fucking herself againstNatalya’s hand, every thrust sending new delightful sensation through her.
It was wonderful. It was ecstasy. She had forgotten sex could be this pleasurable.
Thoughnothinghad ever felt this pleasurable.
Her fingers dug into Natalya’s skin, their lips brushing against each other as Evie gasped out quiet moans with every thrust. Each time, it pushed her closer to the edge.
Her eyes were closed, her arms and legs tensing, her breathing erratic. Natalya’s lips sought hers, even as Evie cried out sharply and then trailed off into a series of shuddering gasps as an orgasm shook through her like a current of euphoric electricity. It surged through her body, into her arms and legs, her hands and feet. Even her fingers and toes. And it lasted. It trembled through her for several agonizingly delightful seconds.
She wanted more. She wanted to ride this feeling further. Stay with this wonderful sensation that made her forget everything but the present. Everything but Natalya’s touch. Her soft, beautiful lips. Her quiet sighs.
Evie clashed her lips against Natalya’s, tongue pushing hard into her mouth, and started rolling her hips again. She’d stopped when the orgasm rushed through her, and now she sped up. Natalya moaned into the kiss, deepening it and thereby taking control of it as her free hand moved up to squeeze around Evie’s breast. It produced a unique, startling sensation that made Evie moan in delighted shock.
She fisted a hand into Natalya’s hair, clutching it as her rolling movement summoned new, increased pleasure. She was more sensitive now. It made the anticipatory tension return faster, helped along by Natalya’s hand on her breast.
As she trailed a hand over Evie’s nipple, pinching it lightly, it was like a jolt of euphoria that unraveled her all over again. It summoned desperate moans as she rode herselfthrough another, even bigger orgasm. Natalya’s touch extended its effects, making it tremble through her like a whirlwind of continuous delight rather than a flash of brief ecstasy. She cried out against Natalya’s lips, the sound turning into whimpers, as the climax made her muscles spasm and her limbs shake.
What bliss it was to feel Natalya against her. To be held by her, touched by her, be protected by her. To feel safe with her. It made Evie forget that anything else had ever mattered. Nothing was as wonderful as having her arms around this beautiful woman.
Evie leaned against her, breathing heavily, and the intensity of her touch waned down to almost nothing. Just warm skin. Pleasant tingling.
She rested her forehead against Natalya’s, sweating and trembling. Sudden exhaustion flooded through her, filling her with a need to justbreathe.
Neither of them said anything for a long time. Natalya withdrew her hand, making Evie whine, and put her arms around her, as Evie tried to get her breathing back to normal. As she came down, realization of what had happened washed over her.
“I forgot it could feel like this.” Evie was surprised by how sad she sounded. “I was afraid it would feel like the other times.”
She leaned away from Natalya, looking at her face again, and froze.
Natalya’s eyes wereglowing. Violet light beamed from them, casting color onto her skin and eyelashes. The brightness of her eyes made the rest of her look darker.
Natalya blinked, and the glow faded. Instead, her eyes glittered with spots of pink and lilac.
“Are you still frightened?”
“Can’t you just sense what I’m feeling?” Evie asked a little harshly. The strange glow had put her on edge.
“Yes, but I want you to tell me.”
Evie tried to identify the emotions welling up in her. She had never been good at it. Feelings were something to be kept at bay. Otherwise, they opened you up to a world of hurt.
But Natalya wanted to know, and right then Evie wanted nothing more than to please her.
“I’m not scared. I’m… I’m overwhelmed. And I’m tired.”
Worry immediately flashed over Natalya’s face. “Tired how?”
Evie was exhausted, suddenly. Some of it was physical, but mostly it was from her mind filling with thoughts and strange feelings. There had been more to this than just sex. But she didn’t feel drained and weak like when Natalya had kissed her in the car.
“Like I want to sleep, but I could keep myself awake if I wanted to.”
