Crazy Bitch (Bitches and Queens) by Rachael James Page B

have been right, so
Hannah had carefully avoided looking, but now she could have her fill. It was
really no surprise that Willow’s pussy was just as beautiful as the rest of
her. Leaning on her elbows, Hannah’s manicured fingertip reached out. Starting
at the top of her raven landing strip, she moved down past the patch of hair and
followed the seam of her lips. Willow moaned softly and her hips twitched in
response. Growing bolder, she used two fingers to trace the seam, pulling her
apart gently. After the excursion, Hannah rubbed Willow’s hot, silky wetness
between her finger and thumb and then brought them both to her mouth.
Discovering she liked the taste, she decided to traverse the path once more—only
this time she used her tongue. Up and down she licked, until the small ridge
between Willow’s lips swelled.
    Willow had become breathless.
She moaned softly several times as her hips bucked in growing excitement. Just
when it appeared the poor darling couldn’t hold out any longer, Hannah’s mouth
pillowed her clitoris. She sucked lightly as her fingers pushed up into Willow’s
tight cunt. Willow’s climax came hard and quick, but Hannah wasn’t done with
her yet. Even as her inner muscles squeezed her finger, Hannah continued her
tender ministrations. Licking, flicking, and sucking with her mouth, her fingers
pushed deeper inside. She came again and again until one climax wrapped and
rolled into another.
    Finally, after several minutes,
Willow cried out in exhaustion, “Hannah, stop.”
    Hannah pulled her hand out and
kissed a trail down Willow thigh. “Why?” she asked.
    “Because I don’t think I can
take much more,” Willow answered breathlessly. “For someone who has never done
this before, you are remarkably talented.”
    “Hmm,” Hannah muttered
evasively as she scooted further down on the mattress to explore Willow’s
calves and ankles. “I’ve seen it done a time or two. You have the tiniest feet.
Do you even wear adult size shoes?”
    “Size five,” Willow giggled as
she squirmed against Hannah’s ticklish kisses.
    “Five,” Hannah scoffed
playfully and then nipped Willow’s big toe. “You could shop in the girls’
department.”
    “What size do you wear?”
    “I’m not going to admit that,”
Hannah retorted drily as she began to focus her attention on Willow’s other
calf. When she reached her inner thigh, she noticed Willow’s hands
strategically blocking her most intriguing body part, and Hannah started to
chuckle. “What is that, some sort of magical shield?”
    Willow pulled back the sheet
and peeked at Hannah. “What are you doing down there anyways?”
    Hannah flashed her electric
blue eyes. “I’m hiding…” she smirked and then suddenly leaped up. At eye level,
her lips savagely crashed against Willow’s. Their tongues danced in an erotic
duel before Hannah pulled away and sucked against the column of Willow’s neck. “…or
I’m getting ready to fuck you again. I think I will mark you first.”
    “Don’t you dare,” Willow
laughed and tried to pull away but Hannah held her steady.
    Hannah was so intent on leaving
a little love bite for Zachary to discover in the morning that she didn’t
notice Willow’s nimble fingers sliding under her shirt until she felt her hands
cup her breasts. Blinking, she pulled back in surprise.
    “Don’t you like this?” Willow
questioned as her thumbs brushed back and forth over her nipples.
    “I don’t know,” Hannah admitted
honestly.
    “Here, let’s try this,” Willow
suggested as she pulled Hannah’s shirt over her head. Once it was removed, she settled
over Hannah. Naked from the waist up, they lay breast to breast and Willow
began sprinkling her face with angel-soft kisses. Lingering for a moment on
Hannah’s chin, her feather-soft lips brushed down her neck and swept over her collarbone.
    After overcoming the initial
shock, Hannah realized that she rather enjoyed the feeling of Willow against
her flesh.