“Whoa. Wait. Zoe”

“Don’t wanna wait” Her hands got as busy as her mouth. Had Letti actually thought she didn’t like women? She’d certainly liked this one. So much that she wanted to gobble her up in quick and greedy bites.

“How come people always say you gotta wait? I want you to…” Zoe clamped her teeth on Letti’s earlobe, then whispered a creative demand.

“Oh, God”

Letti wasn’t entirely sure if it was a prayer of thanks or a plea of help, but she was sure her willpower had a specific limit, and she was fast approaching it.

“Okay, okay, let’s calm down here for a minute. Zoe” Zoe slid her body over Letti’s, and when her eager fingers danced down, Letti felt her eyes do a slow roll to the back of her head. “Now hold on”

“I am” Zoe said as she tipped her back and sent Letti a wicked grin.

“Ha, ha. Yeah you are” Letti closed her hands over Zoe’s wrists and with no little regret lifted her busy hands to her shoulders.

Letti was out of breath and her body was throbbing like a bass drum. “We’ve got choices here. You can hate me in the morning, or I can” Zoe’s eyes sparkled up at Letti and her lips were curved in a feline smile that had Letti’s throat going dry.

“God you’re pretty. I always was a sucker for a redhead” Zoe whispered seductively in Letti’s ear, teasing her earlobes with her hot frantic breath.

“Perhaps we should go lie down ..?”

“Okay” Letti pressed herself against Zoe, gave her hips a suggestive little grind “Let’s”

Slippery knots of lust tied and tangled in her belly. “I’m just going to back away from the beautiful inebriated woman and try and regain myself here” Letti spoke softly to Zoe as if to reassure her there was no damage done with their recent cat play.

“Uh–uh” Zoe rose on her toes to rub her lips over Letti’s again, and Letti felt the desperate plunge of her heart. “You’ll never make it out the door. I know what I’m doing, and I know what I want. Does that scare you?”

“Pretty much, yeah. Honey I came by to talk to you, or so as I thought I was given an invite for a formal dinner or some sort. Why don’t I…”

“I guess I have to do everything” Zoe said. And in one fluid motion, she slipped her hands along Letti’s exposed thigh, from the separated fabric cut in her dress, which was still clinging sensually to the curves of her body. Zoe lifted her hands towards the back of her dress, and let it fall from her body, and puddle at her feet, and tossed it aside.

“Oh, sweet Jesus”

Her body was pink and white-delicious-with that elegant cloud of hair tumbling down to tease her breasts. Her eyes, deeply goddess like and suddenly full of knowledge, fixed on Letti’s as Zoe stepped in closer to her again.

Her arms had wound around Letti’s neck, and her mouth was a hot, silky temptation on Letti’s, a kiss of lust that she could not resist. “Don’t be afraid” Zoe whispered. “I’ll take very good care of you”

“I bet” Somehow Letti’s hands had gotten lost in the sexy mass of hair. Her body was a maze of aches and needs, and reason couldn’t find the exit. “Zoe, I’m …no...conqueror here”

“Who wants one?” With a laugh, Zoe snipped at her jaw. “Let’s be bad, Letti. Let’s be really bad”

“Since you put it that way” Letti swung Zoe around, reversing their position so Zoe was trapped between the wall and her body. “I hope to God you remember whose idea this was. And that I tried to-”

“Shut up, and take me”

Letti decided if she was going to go to hell, she’d make damn sure it was worth the trip. With her hands on Zoe’s hips, she jerked her up to her toes, and caught the light of triumph on Zoe’s face and instant before her mouth crushed hers.

It was like holding a lit fuse, all sizzle and spark, a dangerous woman who knew her own power. Who was testing hers. Her skin was already flushed and hot, and as Letti took her hands over the soft sounds she made in her throat weren’t whimpers but urgings. Already desperate, Letti buried her face in Zoe’s hair, pressed her hand between her thighs.

Zoe erupted. A throaty cry, a bite of nails on Letti’s back, a lightening surge of hips. Then Zoe was dragging Letti’s dress over her shoulders as her quick hands yanked at her panties.

“In bed” Though Letti had wild, erotic visions of taking Zoe against the wall, the pleasure would end too soon that way. Instead Letti circled Zoe, prying off her shoes as they bumped into a corner wall.

Zoe didn’t care where. She only wanted to go on feeling that wild whiplash of power, having those wonderful pulsing aches continue to dominate her body. Letti was spinning in some mad world of exquisite sensations, and every touch, every taste, added more.

Letti wanted to feel her muscles quiver, to feel the heat pumping out of Zoe’s pores. And, to know, deep inside, that she had caused it.

The stumbled along the archway, going from one wall to one corner, to another wall, until they reached the stairs, which led up to Zoe’s room. They feel onto the stairs, breathless and insane, and rolled, an erotic tangle of limbs on limbs on the pretty pastel colors of plush velvet carpeting.

Letti laughed when Zoe clamped her hands on hers yanked her arms over her head.

“Gotta slow down a little” Letti managed.

Zoe arched up to her. “Why?”

“Because I’m going to do things to you, and that takes time”

Zoe ran her tongue over her top lip, enticing and teasing Letti more, making her body ache. “Where would you like to start?”

Suddenly Letti couldn’t figure out how the two of them had ended up here, when in the beginning she was supposed to be invited for cocktails, and talk. Although she doesn’t drink, she was getting her fill of another liquid at this every moment, a hot liquid rising heatedly inside of her belly, making its way up to her throat.

She wondered if she could tame the lust that rising inside of her, as she atop of this sexual creature of the night, tempting her to do so many things to a woman’s body that shed never quietly imagined before. This slow aching for a touch of exoticness, a touch of hands as soft as silk and a body as smooth as velvet, Zoe was good at teasing and driving her body insane. And Letti was glorying in it.

Her belly tightened to the edge of pain. Letti lowered her head to start with Zoe’s mouth. Plump and soft, hot and wet. Letti drugged herself with her until they both trembled. She slid her tongue over the hollow of Zoe’s throat, where her pulse hammered. Then down, slowly, until she could taste the delicate, sweet breasts. And when she caught Zoe’s nipple between her teeth and tugged, she began to moan.

She gave herself over to the pleasure, the sheer bliss of being savored and exploited. Zoe’s body was open to her, to that ravenous mouth, those questing hands. When Letti lifted her up, she flew free, riding the hot punch of air, tumbling down again to draw Letti closer.

Zoe could see her in the light that spilled in through the hallway, and her heart leaped at the intensity of her face as she watched her. Love and delight raced through her, and here was an answer. The answer to at least one question, that she was for her in this moment. And she rose up, wrapping her legs around Letti with a kind of giddy glee.

Their mouths met again in a deep, shuddering kiss that had Letti’s heart flipping over inside her chest.

She smelled of something secret, of seduction. Those quick, catchy gasps coming from Letti sliced though her like tiny quicksilver knives. She wanted to bury herself inside of her until the world ended. And when her hands cruised over her body, when those soft sounds of approval hummed in her throat as she explored her, she wondered if it already had become of something more, something greater to come.

Zoe scrapped her nails over Letti’s belly and had her quivering like a stallion.

“I want you. I want to feel your hands inside me. Tell me you want me”

“I do. I want you” And Letti lowered her mouth to Zoe’s once more. “From the first minute”

Zoe’s lips curved under hers. “I know” And she arched her hips. “Now. Take me now”

She braced herself, and then a shiver of sanity cut their madness.