Page 62 of Only One Bed: Anthology Vol. 1
“I want you to be comfortable, too. Now, get your ass in the bed.”
Ness surprised by how that order made her cunt jolt. She wasn’t entirely sure what Bree was unknowingly—knowingly?—doing to her, but she was beginning to like it. Her shame for wanting her colleague had blossomed into a full-blown and delicious arousal over the course of the evening. She let out a soft, shuddering sigh.Stop being so afraid.Just go upstairs with her.
“And you think after that kiss we’re still strangers?” Bree held a hand to her own chest. “If I wasn’t so confident, I’d be wounded.” Amusement danced across her face, and she held out her hand. “Come on.”
Ness slowly reached out, her fingers lacing with Bree’s. She felt like safety. The other woman gently pulled her closer until their bodies were mere inches apart. Ness’s heart thumped. Whoever would’ve imagined they’d be here?
“And yes.” Bree stroked Ness’s cheek. “Exactly, what you’re thinking is going to happen.” Her breath was hot against Ness’s skin.
Ness looked into her eyes and swallowed, her position as boss all but forgotten. “But…”
“Shh. Let me take care of you, baby.” Bree’s pupils were blown wide. She looked needy, hungry, and animalistic. Without a doubt, she knew what she was doing. Everything about her body spoke of assurance and command.
There was a rasp to Bree’s voice that made Ness ache even more. This was everything she wanted right now. She nodded her consent. Bree led her upstairs. She turned on a lamp, casting the room in a dim light, then sat on the bed and crossed her legs.
“Why don’t you take your clothes off for me, sweetie?”
Ness gave a nervous scoff. Was this woman somehow dialed into how much Ness wanted her to take control? She rubbed her arm, loving and hating the attention.
“Come on. Don’t be shy.” Bree leaned back on her elbows, ready to watch like some reigning queen. “I want to see you.”
Working up the courage to meet Bree’s gaze, Ness slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She placed it on the bed. Bree brought it to her nose, inhaling Ness’s scent.
“Keep going.”
Socks followed boots, then the scraping sound of her zipper filled the silence between them. Jeans pooled at her feet.This is happening. This is actually happening.
“Look how beautiful you are.” Bree marveled at her from the bed, then stood.
Her fingers drifted along Ness’s arms and across her belly. The tender touch made Ness aware of everything. Chills broke out over her skin. Bree leaned in, gliding along her neck and trailing sweet kisses with occasional gentle nips.
“I said I wanted to see you. That meant all of you.” She unsnapped her lover’s bra and let it drape to the floor.
Ness shivered, the fabric of Bree’s top scraping against her hardened nipples.
“Lay back for me.” Bree looked her over like she was prey as soon as she laid down.
A lovely concoction of embarrassment and arousal washed over Ness. She loved being appraised, funnily enough. Loved being taken in, like something special and beautiful, something valuable. She couldn’t recall the last time someone gazed at her that way. It melted any ounce of remaining resistance. She was in this now, fully. Once she was resting comfortably, Bree rolled Ness’s leggings and panties off. They joined her bra on the floor.
“For a mouthy brat, I like how easily you obey.” Bree smirked and kissed her way up her lover’s legs.
A laugh escaped Ness’s throat but quickly turned into a whimper when Bree nipped at her inner thigh. “You’re driving me fucking crazy, you know that?”
“That’s my entire MO, babe.” Her face disappeared between Ness’s legs, nuzzling against her mound before she trailed kisses up her hips and belly. “I want to make you ache. I want you to need me so much, it makes you mad. Think you can be a good girl for me?” She drew a line with her tongue between the valley of Ness’s breasts before her mouth closed around one of her nipples. So hot and humid.
The softest moan slipped from Ness’s lips. “Uh … Uh-huh.” She couldn’t believe the woman who’d spent so much time getting on her nerves was now making her feel this good. If only all of life held such sweet surprises. Bree worked her mouth over the bud, sucking and leaving wet kisses before repeating her motions on its twin. Ness was a mewling mess by the time Bree drew Ness’s tongue into her mouth once more.
Bree’s hand drifted downward and grazed over her lover’s labia, teasing and tickling but never giving Ness what she craved. “Tell me you want me.” The pad of her finger teased at her slit. “I want to hear it.” Her touch ghosted Ness’s sensitive clit. “Say it in that pretty voice of yours, baby.”
“Please,” begged Ness, daring to look at her tormentor. The gaze she saw made her stomach drop and her cunt even wetter. Oh fuck, she’d never wanted anything more than what was happening. “Please.”
“Please, what?” Bree smirked like the wicked woman she was. Oh, she knew exactly how to work Ness into a frenzied wreck. “Come on, use all those words your smart brain knows.”
More heat suffused Ness’s cheeks. That slight edge of humiliation was really working for her. Somehow Bree knew just how she wanted to be treated. Made to beg. Made to admit her desires, to confront herself. She whined. How could someone read her so well?
“Please make me come.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Bree’s finger barely dipped into her lover’s slick core before circling her swollen clit with all the mastery of a pro.
