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Ari nodded, barely able to speak.

Cass laughed and whispered, “Then do it.”

Grinning, Ari slipped her hands down Cass’s back and gripped her, lightly pulling her cheeks.

“Just like that,” Cass said with a gasp.

Ari kissed her neck, encouraged by her enthusiasm, “Fuck you feel good.”

It felt like a confession, an admittance slipped in between sensual touches and rough kissing.

Cass smirked as she started to grind her hips along Ari’s. Even without much between them, the sensation of her panties shifting along her clit elicited more moans of pleasure.

Cass brought her hand down Ari’s chest, to her soft stomach, and eventually to her center.

“Can I touch you there?” She asked.

“Yes,” Ari said as Cass’s hand slipped and began to rub her folds through her trousers.

As Ari began to moan into Cass’s chest, enjoying her face between Cass’s breasts, Cass giggled.

“What?” Ari asked, trying not to moan.

Cass whispered into her ear, “I wouldn’t have taken you for such a sub.”

Ari, not wanting to be offended, rolled her eyes, “Who said I was?”

“You’re acting like one?” Cass teased, as she bit Ari’s earlobe, letting her tongue lick the light bite.

Ari laughed as her mouth gaped in surprise, “I was trying to be respectful.”

Cass pulled back and looked into Ari’s eyes as she kept rubbing her clit, feeling her wetness through her panties and trousers.

“And what if you weren’t so worried about that?” Cass asked.

Ari smirked and wrapped her arm around Cass, flipping her onto the bed.

“Oh, look at you,” Cass joked, but her breathing told Ari she was just as excited.

Ari placed her arms above Cass’s head and went back in for kisses, grinding her hips toward Cass’s.

Her thrusting rubbed Cass’s clit, making her moan.

“Tell me what you want,” Ari said as she ran her lips down Cass’s neck.

Oh boy, she does need help, Cass thought.

Cass grabbed Ari’s head and brought it level with her own, “I want you to do whatever you’d like to me.”

Nervous, Ari gasped at the thought. She looked down Cass’s body and struggled for words.

She’s like a dog that caught a car.

“Why don’t you take off my clothes?” Cass asked in a whisper, not wanting to condescend her.

Ari nodded, beginning to peel off her clothes, kissing up her body as she did.

Cass moans at Ari’s lips on her skin, sensitive and eager.