“I know.” She squeezed Mel’s hand back. “But I want to share this with you.”
Vanessa pulled Mel in close and kissed her. Mel pressed her body up against Vanessa’s, returning the kiss with double the intensity. It had been so long since she’d held Vanessa like this. Vanessa’s soft, full lips seemed to melt against hers.
Vanessa pulled away. “Slow down, my pet. We have all the time in the world. And we have all of this at our disposal.” She gestured around the room. “Within these four walls, the possibilities are endless. So tell me, Melanie. What do you want me to do for you tonight? What is it you desire more than anything?”
Mel looked around her. The playroom was well stocked. There was so much that she wanted to do with Vanessa. So much that she wanted to try. But right now, she only wanted one thing. “I want you, Vanessa. But I want all of you. I want the dominant, commanding you who can bring me to my knees with no more than a look. I want the sweet, tender you that I saw that night after the fundraiser. I want to serve you. I want to be yours in every sense of the word. But I want to be able to touch you and make you feel the way that I feel when you touch me. I want to see that vulnerable side of you that no one else gets to see.”
Vanessa’s face wore a strange expression. She pulled Mel over to the bed, and they sat down. “The night that we fought, you
said that to me,” Vanessa said. “That I kept you at arm's length. That I never gave you any of myself.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean all of that. I was angry, and Rose’s words were in my head, and-”
“It’s all right, Melanie. You were right. I expected you to give me your everything when I gave you very little in return. I’m sorry.”
“All I want is for you to feel like you can open up to me,” Mel said. “Like you can become vulnerable with me.”
“I understand,” Vanessa said. “I was never good at opening up, and after everything with Rose, I closed myself off even more. I’ve been that way for so long now that I’ve forgotten how to let people in. But I want to let you in. I won’t hold any part of myself back from you any longer.”
Mel smiled. “Thanks, Vanessa. That’s all I want.”
Vanessa kissed Mel again, hard. Her lips were overpowering. “You also said you want to make me feel the way you feel when I touch you.” She drew a hand down Mel’s cheek. “How do I make you feel?”
“Like you’re my everything,” Mel said. “Like I’m the center of your world. Like I’m safe with you.”
“I already feel like that, Melanie. But if you want to show me what that’s like, I’ll let you.” Vanessa had a familiar gleam in her eyes. “But we’re going to do it my way.”
Mel’s pulse sped up. In an instant, Vanessa had transformed into the self-possessed, domineering woman who had captured Mel’s attention from the first time Mel laid eyes on her. Mel now understood that it wasn’t a mask. It was just one of Vanessa’s many facets.
“Stand up for me, Melanie,” Vanessa said. She waited for Mel to obey. “Take off your clothes. All of them.”
Mel began to strip slowly, piece by piece, peering at Vanessa from under her eyelashes. To Vanessa’s credit, she didn’t break her gaze until Mel stood before her in nothing but the collar around her neck. Then Vanessa looked Mel up and down, drinking Mel in with her eyes. There was a slight chill in the room, causing tiny goosebumps to sprout on Mel’s skin.
“There’s a blindfold in the chest over there.” Vanessa pointed across the room. “Bring it to me.”
Mel went over to the chest and dug around for the blindfold. When she returned to the bed, Vanessa had removed her robe and was reclining in the center of the bed, her back propped up on a mountain of pillows. Mel traced her eyes over Vanessa’s naked figure unashamedly as she handed Vanessa the blindfold.
Vanessa patted the bed next to her. “Come. Kneel.”
Mel hopped onto the bed and knelt beside Vanessa.
The moment the blindfold went over Mel’s eyes, Vanessa became her world. She listened carefully to the sound of Vanessa’s breath and inhaled the clean scent of Vanessa’s freshly washed skin. Mel wanted to reach out and touch her, but she didn’t dare to do so without permission.
“So you want to serve me?” Vanessa asked, her voice low and hypnotic.
“Yes, Vanessa. More than anything.”
“Then make me feel like your queen. Worship every inch of me. Show me that you’re mine.”
“Yes, Vanessa.” Mel reached toward where she sensed Vanessa was, until her fingertips touched Vanessa’s soft skin. She traced her fingers down the length of Vanessa’s body and slithered down to Vanessa’s feet.
Mel took Vanessa’s command to worship every inch of her literally. Mel worked her way upwards, exploring every part of Vanessa’s body as if touching Vanessa for the first time. Her lips followed the trail made by her fingertips. When she reached the insides of Vanessa’s thighs, she lingered. Vanessa’s scent tempted Mel to taste her then and there. But Mel wanted to draw everything out, to savor every moment, to map every stretch of Vanessa’s skin.
She kissed her way up Vanessa’s smooth, flat stomach, caressing the other woman’s curves with her hands. When Mel drew her hands over Vanessa’s breasts, she found that Vanessa’s nipples had already formed into tight peaks. Despite the blindfold, Mel could see Vanessa’s rosy pink buds clearly in her mind. As soon as Mel’s lips touched them, Vanessa’s whole body tremored. Mel showered attention on Vanessa’s breasts and nipples, reveling in the soft sounds she elicited from deep within Vanessa’s chest.
As Mel kissed her way up Vanessa’s neck, Vanessa took Mel’s face in her hands and kissed her hungrily. “I want you to devour me,” she said.
Mel slid a probing hand down between Vanessa’s legs. Her fingers slipped easily into Vanessa’s silky, wet folds. She crawled back downward, painting kisses down Vanessa’s stomach. Mel wanted to take it slow, to tease Vanessa like Vanessa had teased her so many times before. But her own lust got the better of her.