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tongue. The deep, tangy musk of Romi’s arousal nearly sent Kiera straight

over the edge. She wondered if it was possible to orgasm without even

touching herself. She would have said no before. Now she wasn’t sure.

Anything might be possible now.

Kiera swirled her tongue over Romi’s center, right over the lace. She

tasted her like that, straying from her clit until Romi’s legs were shaking

beside her face. Only then did Kiera sweep Romi’s panties aside and allow

herself the pleasure of Romi’s beautiful, smooth skin. She was so soft and

perfect that it made Kiera’s head swim. Of course Romi was perfect there.

She was perfect everywhere. She clearly invested in waxes or used the best

razor known to humanity.

“Oh my god,” Romi moaned wildly. “I-I… Yes. More…” She punctuated

each throaty word by digging her nails into Kiera’s scalp and dragging her

face even closer.

Kiera loved the slight burn of pain that Romi’s nails caused. She’d tasted

her now, but it did nothing to sate her craving. If anything, it only made her

want her more. She wanted to undress her and feast her eyes on her Romi’s

beautiful figure. She wanted to taste her everywhere. She wanted it all. She

wanted to be inside of her. Her fingers. Her tongue. She wanted Romi

grinding against her until they both came together in a haze of white hot

passion.

They couldn’t. Not here. Not even if Kiera wanted Romi so desperately

that it caused a physical ache in just about every cell and nerve ending she

had. She felt alive, but it was a painful kind of awakening. Her skin was a

mess of goosebumps and red hot cinders.

She used her tongue to claim Romi. To do everything to her that she

couldn’t do because they were at work. She thrust her tongue into Romi’s

opening and made her scream. She flicked it against her clit before sucking

the hard bud into her mouth. She drove her into a wild, moaning, straining

frenzy before she let her shatter.