Page 24 of The Stars Over Hollywood

“I have no idea what just happened,” Hayden said, a smile playing at her lips, exhaustion threatening to take over, but her desire to pleasure Tracy won out.

“You are unbelievably sexy right now,” Tracy said, propping her head up on her hand, her fingers combing through her hair as she let her gaze wander over Hayden.

And Hayden felt it. She wasn’t sure she’d ever felt this alive, this full of emotion, and all she could think about now was making Tracy feel as good as she felt right now.

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Tracy smiled up at Hayden as she pushed her back against the sheets, her long hair tickling Tracy’s chest as she straddled Tracy’s leg, her fingers finding Tracy’s arousal.

Tracy threw her head back against the bed as Hayden explored her sex, her fingers barely grazing Tracy’s clit before coming back again, teasing her, and Tracy’s grip on Hayden’s hips tightened.

“I really feel like you’re holding back on me,” Hayden said, a glint in her eyes. “Like you’re afraid of letting me see this aggressive side of you.”

Tracy opened her mouth to say something, but she could only whimper as Hayden’s fingertips circled her clit for the briefest few seconds before disappearing again.

“Am I right?” Hayden asked, her fingers lingering a little longer this time.

“Yes,” Tracy panted.

“I can tell by the way you’re looking at me right now. There’s this fire in your eyes. And I can feel it. The way your fingers are digging into my skin,” Hayden said, glancing down at her hip.

Tracy released her grip, but Hayden’s hand covered her own.

“Don’t stop,” Hayden said, her hips rocking a little as her fingers returned to Tracy’s sex, moving through her folds with purpose this time, thrusting two maybe three fingers inside her easily.

“Oh fuck,” Tracy moaned, holding onto Hayden’s hips as they found a rhythm, and Hayden started moving her fingers a little faster, full of confidence, grinding against Tracy’s thigh. “You feel amazing,” Tracy managed to say, her breathing coming out in gasps now.“I’m so close.”

Hayden’s hips moved faster now. “Me too,” she said, her voice hoarse.

Tracy’s fingers dug into Hayden’s hips, encouraging her, and it was the sound of Hayden’s low moan that sent her over the edge even as her thrusts slowed.

Tracy’s eyes slammed shut, her body trembling, her orgasm taking over.

Hayden’s cheeks were flushed as she looked down at her, slowly removing her fingers, and when she brought them up to her lips, Tracy wasn’t sure she’d ever seen anything hotter.

Tracy watched her lick them clean, and then she reversed their positions, easily getting Hayden on her back, kissing her way down Hayden’s body before she even knew what was happening, a throaty laugh filling the air.

Tracy’s hands eased Hayden’s legs apart and the musky scent of her arousal surrounded her. Tracy leaned in, her tongue gliding through her sex, circling Hayden’s clit, teasing it with the tip of her tongue, before taking it into her mouth.

Hayden writhed beneath her, a string of curses on her lips, her grip on Tracy’s hair tight until her hips were rocking, and her entire body tensed before it shook, Hayden’s tanned skin glistening in the dim light.

Tracy kissed her way up Hayden’s body, taking her time as she recovered, Hayden’s breathing slowly returning to normal.

“Will you stay tonight?” Tracy asked, and Hayden answered her by pulling her down into a sweet, sensual kiss, but it didn’t take long for Hayden’s hands to roam, finding the slick heat between Tracy’s legs, and she had a feeling that they weren’t going to get much sleep tonight.

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Hayden woke the next morning, needing a second to figure out where she was, and why she wasn’t in her own bed, but as she stretched her arms over her head, she felt an ache in her shoulders and back, reminding her of everything that had happened last night.

Hayden rolled over, the space beside her empty, but the delicious aroma of coffee and toast got her out of bed, slipping on a robe hanging on the back of Tracy’s bedroom door.

Hayden found Tracy in the kitchen and as she turned, Hayden could feel a warmth spreading over her chest, Tracy’s smile almost taking her breath away, her hair slightly mussed, tossed over one shoulder. She was wearing gray pajama pants and a black tank top, the image of casual, and Hayden thought it was incredibly sexy.

“Hey,” Tracy said. “I was just about to come get you.”

“Morning.” Hayden probably should have felt shy or maybe a little uncertain about where they stood and if last night was just a one-time thing, but she had to go with her gut feeling and her instincts told her that she wasn’t the only one feeling like this.

Tracy’s hand rested against Hayden’s cheek as she kissed her. “Morning,” she murmured against her lips.

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