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“You’re so dramatic.” Arianna lifted her hand in a feeble attempt to take the buzzing vibrator away from Elle’s grasp. “It belongs on my nonok, and you know it.”

“That word is new to me.”

“Come on. You know what it means.”

“No, no, tell me. This is a learning opportunity.”

Arianna forced her eyes open and sighed. “Put it on my pussy! Are ya happy?”

“You are absolutely unhinged right now.” Elle’s grin of satisfaction almost eclipsed the vibrator as it taunted the very outer rim of Arianna’s very accessible mound. “I love it. Makes me want to pleasure you more.”

“Then why aren’t you?”

“Because it’s fun to watch you squirm.”

Arianna yelped in delight as the vibrator landed right on her slit, bypassing the folds that she called her own and directly stimulating her clit. Sure, she might have immediately lifted her ass off the bed. And, sure, her thighs clamped together as she laughed until her ribs hurt, but she immediately grasped that piece of paradise that commanded her to stay right where she was – and let Elle do whatever she wanted to her.

That was peace. That was safety. Things that Arianna always thought she had, but not within the context of a romantic relationship. Here, in this woman’s Seattle penthouse, with her hair down and her pajama top unbuttoned. She had no idea where her underwear went. For all she knew, Elle kept it as a trophy.

God knew all Elle was good for right now was revving up a vibrator!

“You wanna do it?” Elle gently circled Arianna’s slit, the vibrations driving her insane as she struggled to maintain any and all mental sobriety under the onus of orgasm. “I know you’ve got one more big one in you.”

“Of course I wanna do it!” English, Mandarin, Malay… for all Arianna knew, those languages slurred together as she opened her legs wide and shoved her hips into the air. “Make me come.” She beckoned Elle to lower her face for a kiss. “Then fuck me,” she muttered on those beautiful lips.

“Oh, I’ve got something special for you when that happens.”

Arianna braced her hand around the back of Elle’s neck when the vibrator directly stimulated her once again. “I bet you do.”

She was almost afraid to say more than that, aware that the vibrations completely changed her thoughts and ability to speak without chattering her teeth. I don’t care. She flung back her head, hitting one of those giant pillows, and experienced her toes curling in the air as the vibrator completely commanded her senses. When she inevitably lost her grip and slammed her hands on top of her head, Elle bent down, flicking her tongue against her girlfriend’s nipples.

I’m fucking done!

Sometimes, a moment was so powerfully pleasurable that a woman’s brain completely shut down. It may have done that to protect her fragile sensibilities since one mortal could only sustain so much stimulation, but that was part of the beauty. I’m so done I can’t even anymore. Her thoughts were blasted from reality. Her body parts were not wholly her own. She knew she made a silly face, but nobody was looking at it to care. All Arianna could do was slap her hand atop Elle’s and hold the vibrator against her clit, shuddering in the kind of unforgettable fun that would calm her nerves for a month.

“Damn,” Elle casually said as she shut off the vibrator and shook out her hand. “I should have put down a towel.”

Arianna was afraid to look as she caught her breath. “Is it bad?”

“Bad? I would never say such things were bad. I’m being practical.”

“Good. Because I can’t move.” Arianna slapped an arm across her eyes and dramatically sighed. “I have become one with this bed. I don’t even remember who I am. Or what I do for a living.” That was a lie. She had fragmented memories of being a flight attendant. Or was she a pilot? Fuck if she recalled.

Elle got up. Arianna suspected her girlfriend was disrobing – because, oh fuck, it was her turn, wasn’t it? I’ve got it in me. I know I do. Arianna wasn’t used to being this slayed like a horny dragon even with Elle, who often knew when to cut her off from the pleasure parade or else face the lonely consequences. Maybe Arianna should have said something. Maybe not, you know, go for it. What a laugh!

“It’s funny you picked this one.” Elle pinched the vibrator between her thumb and finger. “Because it’s meant to go into something else. For mutual pleasure, Aria. Mutual.”

“You can’t tell me that you didn’t get off just now.”

“Definitely not the way you did.”

Arianna dismissively waved her hand. “Whatever.”

“But did you know?” Arianna didn’t open her eyes as Elle finished unbuttoning the rest of her girlfriend’s pajama top and gently caressed her chest. “That I can’t stop looking at you? You’re the hottest you’ve ever been, and you are hot.”

Arianna blew hair out of her face. “It’s because I’m all yours.”

She knew she must have looked a silly sight, with her clothing askew, her legs like jelly, and hair plastered against her nose and mouth, but Arianna didn’t care. She didn’t even care when her thighs instinctively tried to close at the sight of something that she and Elle had not indulged in much, thanks to always being in this hotel or on that plane.