Page 23 of The Stars Over Hollywood

“Take me to bed,” Hayden whispered when they finally came up for air, her eyes searching Tracy’s.

Tracy met her gaze, about to ask if she was sure, but the way Hayden was looking at her… There was so much in that look. Hayden was trusting her, and after everything that had happened this evening, Tracy couldn’t go much longer without telling Hayden, showing her, how much she meant to Tracy.

She simply nodded, and Hayden stood up, tousling her hair as Tracy got up, reaching for her hand.

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Hayden could have kissed Tracy for hours, but standing beside Tracy’s bed as they stepped out of their jeans, leaving them both in just their bras and underwear, Hayden felt like she might combust with want.

She’d never been this aroused in her life, and as she let her eyes rake over Tracy’s toned body as she came back into her space, in her black bra and underwear, Hayden knew she had it so bad.

She’d already felt it in Spain, and if she really thought about it, there had been more than one occasion when they’d all been together at Charlotte’s or Ada’s that Hayden had found herself drawn to Tracy, getting lost in her hazel-brown eyes.

“You are so beautiful,” Hayden heard herself whisper, thinking aloud as Tracy smiled, her lips brushing over Hayden’s as she kissed her so slowly, with so much emotion that Hayden thought the ground had shifted beneath them.

Tracy’s fingers popped open the clasp of Hayden’s bra as they kissed, her hand replacing the fabric, cupping her breast, and Hayden swayed into her, a soft moan escaping her lips as Tracy’s thumb toyed with her nipple.

“Fuck,” Hayden panted as Tracy’s fingers rolled her nipple now, forcing Hayden to break the kiss, her own hands fumbling with Tracy’s bra, finally freeing it and easing the fabric away.

Hayden forgot to breathe when Tracy kissed her again, their bare breasts pressed together, and Hayden’s hands roamed over Tracy’s back, her sides, her hips, until she had her fingers splayed across her ass.

Tracy broke the kiss, her lips hot against Hayden’s neck, moving over her chest, and then her mouth was on Hayden’s breast, her tongue flicking over her nipple, and Hayden’s fingers threaded through Tracy’s hair, keeping her there, the sensation of Tracy’s tongue battering over her sending shots of electricity right to her core.

“Oh my god,” Hayden moaned, her free hand clutching Tracy’s ass, not knowing what to do with herself, she was so turned on.

Tracy’s fingers danced up the inside of Hayden’s thigh as her hot lips wrapped around her other nipple, and it was all Hayden could do to stay upright.

Tracy must have sensed it, because she kissed her way back up Hayden’s neck, finding her lips once again before guiding her back onto the bed, her eyes moving over Hayden’s body.

“Stunning,” Tracy murmured before pushing her underwear down her legs. She joined Hayden on the bed, her hands on Hayden’s hips, her fingers gripping the fabric. “Is this okay?”

Hayden met her eyes. “Yes. I can’t take much more.”

Tracy slid Hayden’s panties down her legs, letting them fall off the edge of the bed. “I don’t even know where to start.”

The reverence in Tracy’s voice made Hayden shiver in anticipation. “Come here,” Hayden said, tugging Tracy down on top of her, their legs intertwining as their lips parted and their tongues swirled.

Hayden was rocking back against Tracy before she even realized what she was doing. It just felt so good, the pressure building with each roll of her hips.

“Fuck, Hayden,” Tracy said, her voice rough. “It’s so hard not to lose control.”

“Then lose control,” Hayden dared, their lips inches apart.

Tracy pushed herself up on one arm, her fingertips skating down Hayden’s stomach, over her hip, and down her thigh before retracing her path, lazily skimming over her skin with the lightest touch.

“What are you thinking?” Hayden asked, her voice husky as she looked up at Tracy. And when Tracy’s eyes wandered up and down her body, her lips parted, Hayden continued. “Do it. Whatever you’re thinking.”

“I want to be inside you,” Tracy said, her voice breathless as her fingers brushed along the inside of Hayden’s thigh, palming her sex. “You’re so wet,” Tracy practically moaned as her fingers parted her folds. “Hayden.”

“I need you, please.” Hayden couldn’t keep her hips from lifting, from searching for more, and when Tracy’s fingers circled her clit, lightly at first, then adding more pressure, Hayden could feel the tension building inside her, the ache between her legs almost too much.

Hayden’s body was on fire, her pulse thumping in anticipation as Tracy’s fingers moved lower, and then she entered Hayden, slowly, finding a gently rhythm, but Hayden needed more, her hips rocking back.

“Oh Tracy,” Hayden moaned, her hand lost in Tracy’s hair as their lips crashed together, sighing into the kiss.

Tracy picked up the pace, and Hayden swore she saw stars as her body arched up into Tracy’s, clinging to her, her nails raking across her back as she shook, her breathing ragged, and Hayden might have even blacked out.

Tracy’s gentle touch on her cheek, brushing Hayden’s hair away from her eyes brought her back to the moment.

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