Sophia’s eyes ran over her body in response before her gaze flicked over her shoulder. Vic turned to follow the direction, surveying the large bed draped in a feather-down duvet.

Then Sophia’s hands were on her face, pulling her back, staring into her eyes just one extra second before bringing their mouths together with that gentle, insistent pressure. Vic felt it to her core, the need pulling at them now. She slid her fingers under Sophia’s jacket, easing it back slowly, teasing the sides of her breasts through the thin cotton undershirt before continuing up to caress two strong shoulders. She dug her nails into the exposed skin, enjoying the yield of those tight muscles as she slid the leather down Sophia’s arms.

She tried to drape the jacket neatly over a chair back, but at that moment Sophia swept her tongue along Vic’s in the most deliciously possessive way, causing her knees to buckle. Sophia took the opportunity to ease her back onto the bed.

Vic accepted the new position gratefully and reached down to unzip her boots.

“Let me,” Sophia whispered, catching Vic’s foot in her hand.

Vic had to lean back to accommodate Sophia’s height as she remained standing. She ran both hands down Vic’s leg until she reached the point where black suede met mid-calf.

“Have I mentioned how much I like this relaxed appeal you’re exuding tonight?” Sophia asked as she pulled the zipper slowly.

Vic shook her head, mesmerised by her darkening pupils, her knowing touch, the low timbre of her voice.

“I should have.” Sophia tipped up the heel of the low boot with one hand and caught Vic’s foot with the other as it slipped free. She massaged the arch with deliberate circles before removing her sock and massaging a little more. “I didn’t think I could find anything more attractive than those moments when you turn on your commanding persona with all your regal glory, but it turns out I was wrong.”

Vic arched an eyebrow. “I’m sorry. I must have misheard. I thought you admitted to being wrong.”

The right side of Sophia’s mouth curled up. “Maybe unaware would be a more apt descriptor.”

She gently lowered Vic’s foot before releasing it.

Vic let out a little groan at the loss of contact. The disappointment dissipated, though, as Sophia sank rather gracefully to her knees. Vic watched, transfixed, as Sophia brought her other shoe to her chest. Then she kneaded her way up Vic’s leg before working back down her thigh and calf once more.

“You see,” Sophia continued, “how am I supposed to know how alluring I find a side of you I’ve never seen before?”

Vic struggled to keep up with the conversation through her increasingly insistent hum of arousal.