EXCERPT: “Emma,” Nicole murmured into the woman’s mouth, “Why did you come back?”
“I can’t stop thinking about you. I want…” Emma pulled her head back and stared Nicole straight in her glittering green eyes, “I want to make you c*m.”
Nicole’s grip on her shoulders tightened and she leaned forwards and whispered in Emma’s ear, “If you want to do that, you’re going to do it my way. Are you ready for that, Emma? Can you do what I tell you to do?” Her breasts Emma’s chest, and she felt her body stiffen with excitement.
Emma replied with a shaking voice, “I’ll do whatever you want.”
At her answer, Nicole bit down sharply on Emma’s neck. She cried out, and as Nicole slid her fingers beneath her shirt and under her bra she thought her legs would collapse from under her.
“Emma. I want you to go down the hall to my bedroom. When you’re there, take off your clothes and wait on the bed for me. And… while you’re in there, don’t you go touching yourself.”
Emma nodded wordlessly and staggered to Nicole’s bedroom. The room was dark and colder than the rest of the apartment, and the chill sent goosebumps rippling across her skin as she pulled off her shirt and pants. It took her longer than usual to unhook her bra – her hands were shaking. She slid off her panties last, then climbed onto Nicole’s large, four-poster bed. She lay atop the red silk sheets, shivering slightly in the cold air. After a few seconds she spread her legs, and the sudden chill on her soaking pussy was enough to make her gasp. She waited for what seemed like an infinitely long time until the door to Nicole’s bedroom finally opened.