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“I said…” Jamie grabbed one of the cushions from her couch and threw it over Siena’s head on to the floor over Siena’s head. “Lie down. On your stomach.”

“Oh.” Siena smiled and obliged willingly.

Jamie took her time as her eyes grazed over every inch of skin. A small tattoo marked Siena’s left shoulder. It made Jamie’s chest warm. Until her eyes roamed down to Siena’s perfect ass, lifted up from the cushion she lay against. Her knees were bent, and Jamie could see hints of her wetness in the dark patch of curls.

“Like what you see?”

Jamie took her time moving her eyes back up Siena’s body to see Siena looking back at her over her shoulder.

“Oh yes.” Jamie nodded and slowly lay her body on top of Siena’s. She moved her hips a little to the side so the strap didn’t hurt either of them, not ready just yet to use it.

Starting from the base of Siena’s neck, Jamie made a trail of open-mouthed kisses down Siena’s spine. In perfect reactionto her touch, Siena’s body wriggled and squirmed beneath Jamie. Her ass pressed up as Jamie reached the base of Siena’s spine.

“Please, Jamie,” Siena begged, and damn if Jamie didn’t wonder how long she would be able to last if Siena kept begging her.

“Please what?” Jamie knelt over one of Siena’s thighs, straddling her there. With one hand, she cupped Siena right between her legs, her fingers parting her and finding the slick wetness she’d been longing to touch and taste.

Siena’s reply was little more than a guttural moan as she buried her face into the carpet, her hips moving her harder into Jamie’s touch. Jamie smiled as she ran a finger up the wetness and found Siena’s swollen clit. Slowly, she circled the sensitive nub, chuckling as the movement of Siena’s hips became more erratic. Shuffling so she leaned over Siena once more, she kissed the small tattoo and removed her hand from Siena.

After a groan of disapproval, Jamie wrapped her arm around Siena’s hip and found her clit once more. The groans increased, and Jamie’s own breathing increased as she pushed herself closer to Siena’s ass.

“Can I be inside you with it now?” she asked as she pressed a beat with her finger on Siena’s clit.

“Yes! God yes, Jamie.”

Jamie guided the strap, making sure to move slowly, letting Siena’s body and her reactions gauge how much she could take.

“More.” Siena moaned as Jamie rocked her hips, not moving in any farther.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Jamie. Fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Jamie chuckled and pushed as far as she could, increasing the thrusts of her hips as her own arousalpeaked, and Siena’s ass pushed harder against her, moving in time with her own thrusts.

Fingers dug into Jamie’s ass, and she laughed as she moved faster and faster inside of Siena, her fingers working against her clit as she lay more of her weight against Siena’s back.

“Fuck, yes. Yes.”

The more she thrust, the more Siena screamed and squirmed beneath her. The movements rubbed the base of the dildo against Jamie’s clit, working her up until she thought she might also be tipped over the edge well before Siena got there. But that wouldn’t be a bad thing, would it? Jamie bit down hard, holding off her own orgasm for as long as she could. She wanted to know what Siena looked like when she was as unraveled as Jamie had felt in that hotel room. She needed to know.

Siena’s body stiffened, and she screamed out loud enough for the sound to bounce around the walls. Jamie let go of the last of the strength that held her up, and she all but collapsed onto Siena as she caught her breath.

“Are you okay?” Jamie asked, her cheek pressed against Siena’s skin.

Siena laughed. “Your breath is tickling my spine.”

“Oh really?” Jamie breathed out, making more shudders of laughter ripple beneath her.

“Yes.”

“I figured.”

“No, I mean. I’m okay. Thanks for checking.”

Jamie kissed Siena’s back as she retook her own weight.

Sadness washed over her as she thought about the lack of meaning in this. Not that she wanted it to be anything more. But she’d never felt so empty after a good fucking before.