It was as if Mel’s body had been waiting for Vanessa’s permission. She came hard and fast, a wordless cry on her lips.
Mel leaned against the wall behind her, her arms still around Vanessa’s shoulders. Vanessa’s satin dress was cool against her skin.
Vanessa brought her hand up to Mel’s face, drew Mel’s bottom lip down, and gently pushed her fingers into the other woman’s mouth. Mel sucked on them lazily. She could taste herself on Vanessa’s skin.
“So eager,” Vanessa said. “So obedient. Do you like following my orders? Do you like pleasing me?”
“Yes,” Mel said softly.
“Then show me.”
Vanessa spun them both around until her back was against the wall. Mel’s breath caught in her chest. She desperately wanted to touch Vanessa, to taste her. Instead, she stood and waited, gazing up at Vanessa with a silent plea in her eyes.
Vanessa answered it with a single word. “Kneel.”
Mel’s knees crumbled beneath her.
A faint smile crossed Vanessa’s lips. “Go on.”
Mel slid her hands up the sides of Vanessa’s legs and under her dress until her fingers reached the soft black lace of Vanessa’s panties. She drew them down Vanessa’s hips, all the way to the floor, and pushed her slippery silk dress up to her stomach. Vanessa’s scent was dizzying. Anchoring herself on Vanessa’s hips, she traced her tongue up the soft skin of Vanessa’s inner thighs. Vanessa was as wet as Mel had been, and Mel had barely even touched her.
Mel kissed the peak where Vanessa’s lips met, then slid her tongue between them. She ran it up and down in long, languid strokes, savoring Vanessa’s taste. Mel probed with the tip of her tongue until she found Vanessa’s tiny, hidden peak. She stroked and sucked it thirstily.
“Don’t stop.” Vanessa threaded her fingers through Mel’s hair and pulled Mel harder into her, bucking and rolling her hips against Mel’s mouth.
Mel redoubled her efforts, relishing the satisfaction she was giving Vanessa. Vanessa didn’t make a single sound, but Mel could feel Vanessa’s thighs quiver around her. Mel ignored the ache in her knees from the hard floor.
Vanessa gripped tighter at Mel’s hair and her movements became more and more frantic. At last, Vanessa’s entire body shuddered, and her mouth opened in silent ecstasy. Mel lapped away, drawing every last drop of pleasure out of her. When Vanessa’s body stilled, Mel released her hips and let her silky dress slide back down her legs.
Vanessa let out a deep breath. She reached down toward Mel and cupped Mel’s face in her hands, drawing her up onto her feet. Vanessa tucked a stray lock of Mel’s hair behind her ear and whispered into it. “I believe you have a shift to finish.”
Instantly, the spell was broken. Mel cursed. How long had she been in here? Their frenzied encounter had both felt like it had stretched out into eternity and had been over in a heartbeat.
Mel gathered her clothes and began to pull them on. The club would be getting busy now. Had James and the others noticed Mel’s absence?
“Here.” Vanessa handed Mel’s skirt to her, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
Mel finished dressing, then smoothed down her hair in a nearby mirror. As she turned to leave, Vanessa pulled Mel back to her in a ravenous kiss. Mel had to tear her body away when she felt herself sinking into Vanessa again.
Mel dashed from the room. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs to catch her breath.
What the hell just happened?
Chapter Six
Another night at The Lounge. Another night, and no sign of Vanessa. Their late-night tryst in Vanessa’s room had left Mel more confused than ever. She had no idea what it meant. Was it a one-time moment of passion? Or the start of something more? Did Vanessa even want to see her again? Mel had no way to contact her. All she could do was wait for Vanessa to turn up again.
Mel sighed. This all seemed so unreal. Mel didn’t normally have sex with women she barely knew, let alone women like Vanessa. She was far too disciplined to allow herself to be controlled by lust. Yet she couldn’t stop thinking about how Vanessa’s lips made her melt, or how Vanessa’s touch made her quiver. How when Vanessa had ordered Mel to get on her knees, her body had obeyed before her conscious mind even registered the command. This simple act of submission had felt completely natural to her. But there was still a part of her that resisted it all.
“Everything okay?” James asked. “You look distracted.”
“Just thinking about school,” Mel lied.
“I should have guessed. So, Mel, how confident are you working behind the bar? Ben had to leave early and I need someone to take his place.”
“Sure, I can do it.”
“Great. I’ll be in the back. Come find me if you have any problems. It’s pretty quiet tonight. I’m sure you’ll be fine.”