‘Come.’ Lucia reached out to take her by the wrist and Aurelia didn’t resist, her eyes dropping to her own upturned hand as Lucia slipped it into her curls, her dampened heat pressing into her palm.
Fascinated, she raised her index finger, teasing inside her seam, burying it in her slickness––she was so wet, so ready…all for her!
Lucia caught her breath and she looked up to see the girl’s lashes close, her head loll back.
It was too erotic, too salacious, to explore her in such a way and a strangled moan forced its way out as the throbbing ache to her clit flourished.
She knew her own body of old, but to feel another woman, so different and yet not…she explored deep, looking for her entrance, hooking her finger inside and watching Lucia rock over her, her wrist gripping Aurelia tighter, tiny pants sparking from her parted lips.
She slipped back, seeking out her hardened nub, rotating over it rhythmically, her eyes fixed on every flicker in the girl’s countenance. The way she moved against her touch. Her breasts undulated with her shortened breaths. Her eyelids fluttered, and her cheeks flushed.
‘Yes, I believe you,’ she whispered to her.
Lucia opened her eyes, their blazing green stoking at the fire raging inside Aurelia’s limbs. She was losing her control. Her need to climax taking over every thought, every action.
‘It would please me to serve you now,’ Lucia whispered.
‘It would please me to see you fulfilled first.’
Her nose flared on a surprised intake of breath, her body bucking against the continued presence of Aurelia’s hand. ‘That is not the order of things.’
‘I take great pleasure in watching you at my hand.’ She upped her caress, using the rhythm that she would so desire against herself and Lucia moaned, her head falling back.
‘My Domina is too good.’ Lucia released her wrist to grab up her tunic, her body falling back on her free palm as she arched before her.
Aurelia rose to lean over her, the angle better aiding her movement, her eyes drinking in the sight beneath her. She would have Lucia naked, but she had no care for the time it would take. She was lost to the girl losing it just as she was. Already, her muscles tensed, the thrust of her body, of her breath indicating her climax hitting.
And then she cried out, ‘My Domina’, her body convulsing in wild abandonment, and Aurelia cupped her, letting her ride it out against her.
She forgot how to breathe, how to do anything but enjoy the moment, enjoy the feel of the girl’s wetness seep into her hand as she stroked her gently back and fore, easing her pressure on her sensitised clit.
‘You spoil me,’ Lucia breathed as she came to, her body slowly straightening.
‘I––’
She cut off as movement on the horizon caught her eye––Lucius. She pulled her hand away, ‘Lucius approaches.’
Lucia looked behind her, her hands smoothing out her dress. ‘Shall I see what he requires?’
‘Please.’
Lucia looked back to her, ‘But I must return the pleasure.’
Her throat tightened over the rush her words evoked, her body still riding high on the lust coursing through her body at making Lucia come. She had to swallow before the words would come, ‘I would like that.’
‘Tonight?’
Tonight, oh yes.
She nodded, words impossible now.
Lucia smiled beneath her lashes, her flushed skin adding to her beauty, ‘And do you wish Lucius to accompany me?’
Did she?
What was it Gaius had said? They can prepare you…
What better way to cope with the day than to have such an education to look forward to?