Not needing to be told twice, Lucy moved so fast it was more of a scamper than a crawl. She reminded Kelly of an excited puppy being given permission to jump up on the bed.

Except, rather than sniff the blankets, turn in a circle, and plonk down without ceremony, Lucy laid down with grace. Her body an open invitation.

Chapter 18

It’d been a long time since Kelly had had such a willing and trusting partner laid bare before her. And because of that, she didn’t have an arsenal of restraints and toys at hand. But, she prided herself on being able to make do with what she had.

“I want you to tell me if anything makes you uncomfortable, okay?”

Lucy’s gaze locked on Kelly, as though in a trance, she gave her a barely perceptible nod.

Kelly plucked up Lucy’s white jeans and tied the bottom of the left leg around Lucy’s ankle, then crouched and secured the right pant leg to the leg of her bed. Snatching up her black jeans, she’d forgone wearing earlier that night, Kelly repeated the same process on the other side.

“Beautiful.” Kelly stood at the foot of the bed, barely able to believe she was about to climb the legs she thought she’d only ever dreamed about.

“When you towered over me, out the back of the café, I wanted to climb your legs like a tree.”

“Are you calling my thighs tree stumps, Ms. Kel?”

There was a smile in Lucy’s voice and Kelly admired her for not taking life too seriously.

“A native bush with pretty blossoms beckoning…”

Before Kelly finished speaking, Lucy pulled the pillow over her head and groaned.

“Ugh, if you refer to my lady bits as petals, I might have to use my safe word.”

Inhaling the heady scent of Lucy’s arousal, Kelly slid between her thighs and blew on her wet centre.

“You won’t get any flowery words out of me. I’m going to feast on your gorgeous pussy, cunt, labia. No more jokes.”

Lucy’s groan of protest turned to a moan of pleasure when Kelly flicked her tongue across her glistening lips.

“Oh, Kel. Fuck.” Lucy bucked her hips and fisted the sheets.

Anxious to rid Lucy of her bra, Kelly slid higher, the heat of Lucy’s body burning through her corset. “Lift.”

With nothing but desire shining in her eyes, Lucy did as she was told, her breasts rising along with the arch of her back.

Just as Kelly was about to slide her arm under, she spotted a shiny clasp between the cups. A front opening bra.

Elation shot through Kelly. Lucy had obeyed her instructions, without mirth or question, when she very easily could’ve pointed out the obvious.

“You get an extra lick for that.” Kelly swept her tongue over Lucy’s ribcage.

A shiver ran through Lucy and gooseflesh erupted on her skin.