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Story: Relinquishing Control
Biting down a smirk, Sam made a show of unzipping her jeans. Taking her time with the button and the zipper until Natalia looked like she was going to rip the denim off with telekinesis.
When she was in nothing but a tiny pair of boy shorts, Natalia groaned her approval and pulled her in with her legs again. This time, when Natalia kissed her, it was messy and unfocused.
“Tell me you missed me,” Sam whispered against her mouth before biting her bottom lip and giving it a tug.
Natalia retaliated by digging her nails into Sam’s lower back. “Shut up or I’ll stop.”
Sam kissed a trail down her throat and over the center of her chest before reaching behind her and unfastening her bra with one hand.
“Never make empty threats, Ms. Flores,” Sam warned before peeling off her bra, unleashing her full breasts.
“I don’t make threats,” she replied without an ounce of conviction.
Sam took her hard nipple between her lips, earning a breathy moan. To prove her wrong, Sam kept teasing her nipple while she slid her hand between her thighs.
Fingers slipping under lace, Sam hoped Natalia was as wet as she was, but she hadn’t expected so much slick arousal coating her fingers.
Resting her forehead against Natalia’s chest, Sam’s knees weakened. Her plan had backfired. If Natalia called her bluff and stopped right now, Sam would never forgive herself.
But Natalia didn’t tell her to stop. Didn’t flaunt her upper hand. Instead, she rocked against Sam, begging her not to stop without saying a word.
“You’re incredible,” Sam whined more than she said.
“Kiss me,” Natalia gasped, and Sam didn’t hesitate to comply.
Natalia’s tongue moving slowly against hers told Sam to slow her own movements. To run the length of her hard clit with her fingertips in long, lazy strokes. Sam forced herself to give Natalia what she wanted — even when all she wanted to do was make her arch her back and come hard and fast.
“I missed you,” Sam confessed against her mouth before letting her fingers drop to Natalia’s entrance.
“Don’t ruin this,” Natalia all but begged, her legs tightening around Sam’s thighs.
“I’ve thought about you every single day I was away,” she continued, pushing gently into Natalia with one finger and then the other.
Natalia cursed, hands running up Sam’s back. Hips tilting up and asking for her to go deeper. To give her more.
“That night you were in San Francisco…” Sam kissed her hard and curled her fingers inside of her. “I couldn’t get the image of you in that bed out of my mind.”
Natalia’s body was liquid fire, her skin damp from a sheen of sweat as she rocked against Sam. “Tell me,” she said so quietly, Sam nearly didn’t hear her.
“You knew you were going to drive me crazy.” Sam kissed a line over Natalia’s set jaw and whispered against her ear. “You knew what I was going to do the second we hung up.”
Natalia’s curse was accompanied by a tremble starting in her thighs. “Tell me,” she repeated, her voice pitched into a whine as her arousal coated more of Sam’s fingers.
“Tell you what?” Sam teased, her own desire edging toward discomfort. “Tell you that just looking at you like that made me so wet? That I wanted you so bad I would have rushed out to the airport if you would have asked me?”
Natalia tipped her head back, her hips rolling faster.
“Tell you that I was so hard when I slipped my hand in my underwear that it took me less than a minute to come?” Sam grazed Natalia’s earlobe with her teeth. “Tell you that I imagined it was your fingers inside of me. That I would have killed for you to show up in my room in your sexy clothes, a strap hidden under all that dominant femininity?”
It was a gamble. She couldn’t be sure that Natalia would be into the idea, but Sam didn’t have a moment to worry.
Natalia cursed, her hands pulling at Sam, before she let out a raspy, “Use your mouth.”
Sam didn’t waste a second getting to her knees again. This time, it was Natalia who pulled off her underwear so aggressively that it nearly ripped. Legs spread, she glistened like she was proud of how wet she could get.
Leaving just the tips of her fingers inside of Natalia, Sam took her clit in her mouth and moaned at the taste of her. Gripping Natalia’s thighs, Sam pulled her into her — tongue matching the rhythm of her hips.
Natalia’s entire body trembled. Her body was stiff and her back arched while Sam ate her pussy relentlessly. With each swipe of her tongue. Every curl of her fingers teasing Natalia’s entrance, Natalia was a rubber band being stretched further and further.
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