Business Makes Strange Bedfellows

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Authors: E. E. Ottoman
Tags: Lesbian romance, gothic romance, fantasy
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    "I want to bite you here." Vi's voice was breathless when they drew apart, and she pressed her fingers against fragile skin and clavicle. "But I also want to watch your eyes while I do it. So maybe here." Vi's fingers formed a loose bracelet around Gert's wrist.
    "My eyes?" She bent to kiss along Vi's jaw, and Vi bent her leg slightly. "Why?"
    "I enjoy the feeling of connection." Vi shifted under her touch, rocking up against her, and Gert felt the heat blossom in her stomach and begin to spread downwards. "I enjoy watching the moment when you accept the pain of it."
    "I..." She didn't really know what to say to that, only that it made heat pool in her belly. "All right."
    Vi pulled her close and kissed her again. One hand ran up her front to cup one of her breasts. Vi rolled Gert's nipple between her fingers, pressing and then squeezing lightly.
    She broke away from the kiss with a gasp. "Harder."
    Vi's eyes narrowed and she squeezed hard enough to make Gert cry out.
    "Better?"
    Nodding, she rocked down on Vi's leg, pressing her chest into Vi's touch at the same time. The heat had spread from her belly to form a deep throb between her legs. Vi's other hand slid down her back to cup her ass, and her fingers moved to the other nipple. She braced both hands against Vi's shoulders as she rocked between the dual sensations of pressure against the need between her thighs and the sting of the pleasure-pain as Vi pinched and pulled at sensitive flesh.
    "Here." Vi put both hands on her waist, rolling them so that Gert was lying on her back. "Wait here for a moment." Vi kissed her quickly on the lips and then stood.
    "Where are you going?" Gert pushed herself up onto her elbows.
    "To get something." Vi smiled at her and then turned towards the bedroom.
    Vi was back a few moments later carrying a cloth-wrapped bundle that she dropped on the rug before settling over Gert and kissing her again. Their tongues fought, and Vi bit at her lips, not enough to draw blood, but just enough to sting. One of her hands drifted down her body to press into the inside of her thighs. She gasped into Vi's mouth and twisted, spreading her legs and trying to make Vi's hand get closer to where she wanted it.
    "Yes, please, yes."
    Vi's hand circled up the lushness of her thigh, and then her fingers were stroking across the wet folds of Gert's cunt. Vi's fingers rubbed across the erect little nub of her clit, causing Gert to shove her hips forward onto Vi's hands.
    "Yes! God, yes... Harder, more!"
    Vi's eyes were half-lidded, her lips slightly parted, and the palest of flushes crossed the tops of her cheeks. She leaned over Gert, supporting her own weight with one hand while the other moved between Gert's spread thighs. She clutched at Vi's shoulders hard enough that her nails dug into them. Vi would probably have marks against that too-pale skin, and the thought sent heat shooting down directly between her thighs where Vi's hand still worked. She dug her nails in deeper and then reached her arms back, letting her nails drag and scratch across the linen-covered line of Vi's back.
    Vi hissed, eyes darkening and rolled them both until they lay side by side. Her fingers left Gert's clit and two slid down to enter her, pushing into her cunt, making her back arch again, making her gasp. Vi pushed two fingers of her other hand against her lips and into her mouth to stroke along her tongue. She closed her lips around Vi's fingers, sucking hard, feeling her muscles contract and tighten around the fingers buried inside of her.
    "You like that?" Vi pulled her fingers free of her mouth. "Would you like me to put something larger inside of you? Here..." She let her fingers move in a lazy thrust. "Or..." She turned her hand, the pad of her thumb pressing against her other hole, stroking sensitive skin there.
    They both stilled, staring at each other. Desire ripped through Gert almost painful in its intensity. "Yes," she almost forcing the words out,

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