Devil Ride 44/57
Title: Devil Ride
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimer: CBS, P&G, Telenext et. al. own these characters, not me.
This story is set in an alternate universe, where Natalia Rivera's history and timeline are greatly altered. Most of Olivia Spencer's history remain intact. It contains adult themes and language, and deals with the sex industry, which might not be to everyone's taste, so please do NOT proceed if you are not of age or if any of that might offend you.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
44
Images of Olivia's eyes, lips, skin, curves, and limbs flashed before Natalia's mind's eye, causing her to close her eyes and breathe in deeply. Images of slanted lips, parted lips, seductively curved lips, incredibly soft lips; images of hooded eyes, sexy eyes, desire-filled eyes, Olivia's eyes; memories of heated exchanges, husky murmurings of love and desire; memories of heated cores, slippery folds evident of arousal and lust--all of which made Natalia let out a soft whimper as she slid a soapy washcloth down the length of her body.
To her, Olivia was irresistable. Sometimes it just took one look, and she was putty. Natalia took a shaky breath, brought the washcloth up to her shoulder, slid it down her arm and back up. She tended to her other arm in a similar fashion, then placed the cloth on her chest while her other hand wandered past her belly. She let out a soft moan.
A strangled sound caused dark eyes to snap open in surprise. Natalia's heart rammed painfully against her ribcage at the realisation that she was no longer alone. "Olivia? God, you scared me!" Natalia pushed herself into a more upright position, then blushed furiously at what she had been about to do. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going straight to the office after you sent Emma to school."
"I left something here," Olivia said huskily from the bathroom doorway. "I'm sorry, the door was open and I... was looking for you..." she murmured guiltily. "I'm so sorry, Natalia. Do you want me to go?" Olivia asked, looking like she might bolt if Natalia said the word.
"No... I was just thinking 'bout you," Natalia said in a softer tone. She wasn't mad, just surprised. And now that her heart was no longer going a hundred miles an hour, a devious idea presented itself to her and made her insides flip in anticipation. "But you don't get to come closer, either," she said, biting back a grin when Olivia frowned.
"What? Why not?" Olivia asked, looking a tad confused.
"'Cos..." Natalia trailed off, slowly lifting a leg out of the bubbly bathwater and hooking it over the side of the tub, making Olivia's eyes narrow and lips part. "... you were spying on me." She lifted a finger when Olivia opened her mouth to say something, and continued, "So your punishment is... that you get to watch but not touch."
"But Natalia," Olivia started to protest, only to be cut off by a lift of dark brows.
Natalia slowly slid the washcloth from her ankle up, amused and flattered that Olivia's eyes followed her every move. She exchanged a heated look with Olivia before gently cupped her breasts and began cleaning them thoroughly, letting out soft sounds of appreciation as she did so. She could feel Olivia's hungry gaze on her and it made her hands shake slightly. Then she bent her other leg at the knee under the soap bubbles, gave Olivia one last glance from under her lashes, closed her eyes and tilted her head back, pretending that she was alone in the bathroom again.
Knowing that Olivia was about to watch her pleasure herself, however, made Natalia's skin tingle and blood roar in her ears. She grabbed hold of the side of the tub with one hand and touched her other hand to her centre, finding her intimate spot with unerring accuracy. She began stroking herself boldly and caught her lower lip with her teeth.
Water shifted around Natalia as she moved, filling her head with sounds of its gentle ebb and flow. Natalia's mouth fell open and her other hand moved restlessly against the tub as the pleasure the touch brought her increased. She let out a soft whimper and her thighs tensed, amplifying the ache that was gathering in that area. Then came the moment she knew all too well--when the climb of the pleasurable ache brought her into the realm of mindless pleasure that she sought to remain in for as long as she could.
Her eyes flew open. It was then that she realised her breath was coming out in small spurts. Her gaze locked with that of Olivia's and the heat and lust reflected on Olivia's face made her groan from deep within. It took all of her willpower, but she still couldn't help closing her eyes and arching her back when she tipped over the edge.
*
Olivia had to remind herself to breathe. What she had left in the suite hadn't been something she had needed urgently, but she had been eager to use the legitimate excuse to swing by the suite so that she could see Natalia, and possibly steal a kiss or two before she went to work. Seeing a relaxed looking Natalia soaking in the bath with her eyes closed, lips parted, and head tilted back had been completely unexpected and wildly arousing. Witnessing Natalia touch and bring herself to fulfilment--that, she had no words for.
Olivia could hear her heart pounding in her head. Her mouth was dry, and she was breathing like she had just sprinted up the stairs to her suite. And while she was sure that being with Natalia would most probably shorten her lifespan, there was nothing she would do to change any bit of it because every bit of Natalia was intriguing, exciting, tantalising, and so goddamn attractive to her.
She wondered if she was allowed to move now, because if she didn't get to touch Natalia in the next minute or so, she was going to combust right there and then. What a field day it would be for the chambermaid then.
Olivia watched Natalia pull her leg back into the tub and slowly push herself up to a standing position when she came to. Olivia sucked in a breath at the sight of water cascading off Natalia's lithe body. When Natalia tilted her head and began to wring her dark tresses, Olivia thought it was quite possibly one of the sexiest things she had ever seen anyone do. The word 'hopeless' floated into Olivia's head, but she batted it away quickly; she had more important things to attend to at the moment for Natalia had stepped out of the tub and was making her way over to her.
"I'm not holding you up for anything, am I?" Natalia asked softly. She looked slightly flushed, moderately sated, and full of wayward intent.
Olivia swallowed, trying to work up some moisture in her mouth, and shook her head. "Nope."
"No important meetings to attend?" Natalia was smiling ferally now, and Olivia wanted to take her right there and then.
"Nope," Olivia croaked again.
"No important clients to meet?"
Olivia held her breath when Natalia's hands reached for the first buttoned button on her shirt. "Nope." Her voice sounded a little funny to her ears, but that could be because her ears were ringing.
"No hot secretary to fuck?"
"No -" Olivia frowned, then narrowed her eyes. "Natalia..."
"Poor Ms. Spencer," Natalia murmured, slowly working her way down Olivia's shirt. "Is that why you're here? Looking for some activity to occupy yourself with? Then you stumbled upon me using your bathroom, touching myself while I was fantasising about you. So what are you gonna do now, Olivia?" Natalia asked she pushed Olivia's shirt off of Olivia's shoulders. "You gonna finish what you started?"
Without waiting for a response, Natalia wound a hand around Olivia's neck and pulled Olivia's head down roughly, crushing their lips together. Olivia moaned deep in her throat and brought her hands up to Natalia's face, wanting to cradle her jaw, touch her hair, stroke her cheek. But before she could do any of that, Natalia pulled away, reached for a towel, and began drying herself like nothing had happened.
Olivia exhaled noisily through her nose and tried to collect her jumbled senses. Then she narrowed her eyes and wrapped her arms around a relatively dry Natalia from behind. "You drive me crazy, and I love you." Her eyes fluttered shut when Natalia leaned into her embrace and held onto her forearms. "You know I'm never letting you go, right?" she murmured.
"You might wanna reconsider. As much as I'd love to, I don't think I'm appropriately dressed to remain in this position forever," Natalia said laughingly.
Olivia chuckled and tightened her hold. "Nope, never letting you go. We can stay in this suite forever."
Natalia giggled and stroked Olivia's arms lightly. "I know a few defensive moves, you know. I can get out of this grip easy as pie."
"Really? I'd like to see you try," Olivia murmured. She felt Natalia take a breath and readied herself, her blood singing with either lust or anticipation--perhaps both. She was constantly amazed and humbled by Natalia and what she knew to survive in her world.
"Look, Wonder Woman!" Natalia exclaimed suddenly, making Olivia turn her head reflexively in the direction Natalia was pointing. Before she could ask Natalia what she was on about, Natalia slipped her hands under her forearms, pushed hard, and slipped out of her hold easily.
"Ooh, tricky," Olivia said, her eyes narrowing. She couldn't help the bark of laughter that escaped her however; Natalia had moved so quickly that she hadn't even realised that she had been had. "You're in for it now, woman," she growled.
Natalia flashed her a dimpled smile and Olivia sighed inwardly. "You know what they say," she said, taking a step backward. "Catch me if you can."
*
Trying to dress herself while running around was quite a feat, but one Natalia was determined to accomplish--at least until she got caught by Olivia. Each time she managed to slip something on, Olivia would growl in frustration and redouble her efforts to catch and undress her. She found that she liked this playful side to their relationship. It was something that she didn't have much chance to explore in her other relationships.
"Dammit, Natalia! You're making me feel my age!" Olivia said finally as she leaned against a wall, panting.
Natalia was laughing herself, trying to catch her breath. She had managed to put on her bra and a pair of tracksuit pants, and was currently scheming to get to a t-shirt. She pulled her damp hair back from her face and knotted it up; she had worked up a bit of sweat dodging Olivia and running around. Then she pouted while her brows furrowed. "Sorry baby," she cooed a little, then curved her lips up into an evil smile and said, "Maybe you should hit the gym more."
Natalia bit on her lower lip when she saw Olivia's eyes narrow dangerously. In the moment that she took to wonder if she had offended Olivia--because she really had nothing to complain about Olivia's physique or stamina--Olivia managed to knock the breath out of her lungs and had her pressed up against the wall.
Natalia gasped while her heart hammered away in her chest, then smiled wildly as she sucked in hungry breaths of air with her mouth. Her knotted hair came loose and fell down one of her shoulders in a twisted bunch. "Or maybe not," she acqueisced breathlessly, trying vainly to squirm out of Olivia's grasp. "You're strong," she murmured, giving Olivia's hands around her wrists on either side of her head quick glances.
Olivia was smiling ferally and breathing raggedly. Natalia's attention was drawn to their proximity and the feel of Olivia's bra-clothed breasts heaving against her own, and their pelvises and thighs pressed tightly against each other's. Olivia must have noticed the same thing too, because Natalia could see the green of her eyes darken perceptibly. Then Olivia shifted her thigh and slipped it between her legs, and Natalia's eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment at the intimate contact.
"You're fast and annoyingly slippery," Olivia growled softly before lowering her face and sinking her teeth into the soft skin on the crook of Natalia's neck, tearing a moan from Natalia as she sucked on it hungrily. "What do I do with you now that I've caught you?" she asked huskily after she pulled away.
Natalia hummed. The bit of her neck where Olivia had just tended to felt damp and a little sore. "Did you just give me a hickey?" she asked, still breathing a little hard. She wanted Olivia's mouth on her breasts, Olivia's teeth scraping across her nipples, Olivia's mouth and teeth scoring hot, wet tracks down her torso, and preferably Olivia tending to the rest of her body in that similar fashion. Just the thought of that made Natalia's centre throb uncomfortably.
"I think I did. Now everyone'll know that you're mine," Olivia said, sounding smug as she scrutinised Natalia's neck.
Natalia narrowed her eyes and tried to capture Olivia's flesh with her teeth, but Olivia had somehow anticipated her move and shifted slightly so that she was just that bit out of reach of Natalia's teeth.
"Nuh uh," Olivia said playfully, tightening her hold on Natalia's wrists.
Natalia could see that her half-hearted attempts at trying to free herself from Olivia was arousing Olivia. Being held captive and struggling against Olivia's grip was doing the same to her. "Baby, I really need you to take me now," she finally rasped out. Her breathing was still ragged even though they had been standing still for a while now. She nuzzled Olivia's cheek and chin with her nose and temple, and felt a shiver of desire when Olivia let out a soft whimper. Then her head slammed back against the wall painfully when Olivia lowered her face and roughly took one of her breasts into the heated cavern of her mouth, uncaring of the flimsy fabric covering it.
Natalia tried to move her arms but Olivia didn't let her. She growled in frustration, hyper aware of her the dull, throbbing ache in her centre. She pressed down against Olivia's thigh for some relief, then growled again when Olivia removed her thigh from between her legs. "Olivia..." she whined.
"Oh, you think you can get away with teasing me this easily? No way in hell," Olivia husked out, breathing hot, damp air into Natalia's face as she spoke.
Just knowing that Olivia and she were sharing the same air excited Natalia. She groaned when Olivia punctuated her statement with a wet bite on her sensitive underarm. Olivia continued scraping her teeth across a heaving chest, causing Natalia to arch her back to offer more of herself to Olivia. Then she gasped at the ripping sound that reached her ears when Olivia took the flimsy fabric her bra was made of between her teeth and pulled.
"Sorry, I'll get you a new one," Olivia mumbled before sinking her teeth into the pebbled flesh of Natalia's aroused nipple, sending a direct spike of desire to a spot between Natalia's legs, making her gasp, whimper and squirm.
"Fuck, Olivia, let me touch you," Natalia breathed out. She gyrated her hips a little but found no relief in the move, so she struggled against Olivia again. Natalia thought she might go out of her mind when Olivia ignored her and shifted her attention to her other breast. Natalia's eyes rolled to the back of her head at the rough, hungry treatment of her breast. She didn't think that damp, scratchy fabric could feel this insanely good when crushed against and sucked along with her sensitive nipple.
Moisture dripped down Natalia's thighs under her tracksuit pants. A part of her was glad that she hadn't had the chance to put on underwear, but another part of her wondered if that extra fabric against her centre would provide her a bit more relief. "Olivia..." she growled again. "Baby, please, you're killing me here," she pleaded, then moaned when Olivia finally let go of her wrists.
Her hands found eager purchase in Olivia's silky hair as Olivia slid down the length of her, seemingly determined to consume every inch of her exposed skin with her lips, tongue and teeth. Natalia sank onto the floor now that Olivia's weight was no longer holding her up. She let Olivia pull her tracksuit pants off, and her eyes glazed over when she saw Olivia's nostrils flare. Then she watched Olivia slide her own pants off of herself and reached for the waistband of Olivia's underwear.
Olivia stepping out of her underwear from her vantage point on the floor was quite possibly one of the most erotic sights Natalia had ever seen. She could smell Olivia's arousal and it ripped an appreciative moan from her. "God, I want you so much," she murmured, her mind busy with all the different things she could do with Olivia to take her over the edge. There weren't enough minutes in a day, days in a week, and weeks in a year, to sate her appetite for Olivia.
"I need to taste you," Olivia said finally, her voice rusty from the lack of use. Natalia spread her legs in response, and heard Olivia moan. Then she reclined on her elbows and brought her legs up so that they were bent at the knees. After sharing one last searing look with Natalia, Olivia swung her body around and lowered herself onto her.
Natalia wasn't sure if Olivia's or her tongue made contact witth each other's core first, but that didn't matter. Nothing else mattered now that Olivia's unique taste enveloped her mouth and Olivia's soft, silky texture tantalised her tongue and lips. Nothing else mattered when she could make Olivia whimper and wriggle her hips in such a manner the same time Olivia was making her squirm against the floor. Nothing else mattered when she knew that as she climbed the precarious slope to fruition, the woman above her was conducting the same exact journey.
Natalia's legs began trembling uncontrollably, and the combination of Olivia's muffled cries, scent, taste and arousal made her clench her thighs and arch upwards. Just before mindless pleasure consumed her and rendered her useless, she was gratified that Olivia sank a little lower and sped up the movement of her hips, causing more friction between herself and Natalia's tongue. Then a kaleidescope of colours exploded behind Natalia's tightly squeezed eyelids, and she fervently hoped that Olivia was falling with her.
TBC
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimer: CBS, P&G, Telenext et. al. own these characters, not me.
This story is set in an alternate universe, where Natalia Rivera's history and timeline are greatly altered. Most of Olivia Spencer's history remain intact. It contains adult themes and language, and deals with the sex industry, which might not be to everyone's taste, so please do NOT proceed if you are not of age or if any of that might offend you.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
44
Images of Olivia's eyes, lips, skin, curves, and limbs flashed before Natalia's mind's eye, causing her to close her eyes and breathe in deeply. Images of slanted lips, parted lips, seductively curved lips, incredibly soft lips; images of hooded eyes, sexy eyes, desire-filled eyes, Olivia's eyes; memories of heated exchanges, husky murmurings of love and desire; memories of heated cores, slippery folds evident of arousal and lust--all of which made Natalia let out a soft whimper as she slid a soapy washcloth down the length of her body.
To her, Olivia was irresistable. Sometimes it just took one look, and she was putty. Natalia took a shaky breath, brought the washcloth up to her shoulder, slid it down her arm and back up. She tended to her other arm in a similar fashion, then placed the cloth on her chest while her other hand wandered past her belly. She let out a soft moan.
A strangled sound caused dark eyes to snap open in surprise. Natalia's heart rammed painfully against her ribcage at the realisation that she was no longer alone. "Olivia? God, you scared me!" Natalia pushed herself into a more upright position, then blushed furiously at what she had been about to do. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going straight to the office after you sent Emma to school."
"I left something here," Olivia said huskily from the bathroom doorway. "I'm sorry, the door was open and I... was looking for you..." she murmured guiltily. "I'm so sorry, Natalia. Do you want me to go?" Olivia asked, looking like she might bolt if Natalia said the word.
"No... I was just thinking 'bout you," Natalia said in a softer tone. She wasn't mad, just surprised. And now that her heart was no longer going a hundred miles an hour, a devious idea presented itself to her and made her insides flip in anticipation. "But you don't get to come closer, either," she said, biting back a grin when Olivia frowned.
"What? Why not?" Olivia asked, looking a tad confused.
"'Cos..." Natalia trailed off, slowly lifting a leg out of the bubbly bathwater and hooking it over the side of the tub, making Olivia's eyes narrow and lips part. "... you were spying on me." She lifted a finger when Olivia opened her mouth to say something, and continued, "So your punishment is... that you get to watch but not touch."
"But Natalia," Olivia started to protest, only to be cut off by a lift of dark brows.
Natalia slowly slid the washcloth from her ankle up, amused and flattered that Olivia's eyes followed her every move. She exchanged a heated look with Olivia before gently cupped her breasts and began cleaning them thoroughly, letting out soft sounds of appreciation as she did so. She could feel Olivia's hungry gaze on her and it made her hands shake slightly. Then she bent her other leg at the knee under the soap bubbles, gave Olivia one last glance from under her lashes, closed her eyes and tilted her head back, pretending that she was alone in the bathroom again.
Knowing that Olivia was about to watch her pleasure herself, however, made Natalia's skin tingle and blood roar in her ears. She grabbed hold of the side of the tub with one hand and touched her other hand to her centre, finding her intimate spot with unerring accuracy. She began stroking herself boldly and caught her lower lip with her teeth.
Water shifted around Natalia as she moved, filling her head with sounds of its gentle ebb and flow. Natalia's mouth fell open and her other hand moved restlessly against the tub as the pleasure the touch brought her increased. She let out a soft whimper and her thighs tensed, amplifying the ache that was gathering in that area. Then came the moment she knew all too well--when the climb of the pleasurable ache brought her into the realm of mindless pleasure that she sought to remain in for as long as she could.
Her eyes flew open. It was then that she realised her breath was coming out in small spurts. Her gaze locked with that of Olivia's and the heat and lust reflected on Olivia's face made her groan from deep within. It took all of her willpower, but she still couldn't help closing her eyes and arching her back when she tipped over the edge.
*
Olivia had to remind herself to breathe. What she had left in the suite hadn't been something she had needed urgently, but she had been eager to use the legitimate excuse to swing by the suite so that she could see Natalia, and possibly steal a kiss or two before she went to work. Seeing a relaxed looking Natalia soaking in the bath with her eyes closed, lips parted, and head tilted back had been completely unexpected and wildly arousing. Witnessing Natalia touch and bring herself to fulfilment--that, she had no words for.
Olivia could hear her heart pounding in her head. Her mouth was dry, and she was breathing like she had just sprinted up the stairs to her suite. And while she was sure that being with Natalia would most probably shorten her lifespan, there was nothing she would do to change any bit of it because every bit of Natalia was intriguing, exciting, tantalising, and so goddamn attractive to her.
She wondered if she was allowed to move now, because if she didn't get to touch Natalia in the next minute or so, she was going to combust right there and then. What a field day it would be for the chambermaid then.
Olivia watched Natalia pull her leg back into the tub and slowly push herself up to a standing position when she came to. Olivia sucked in a breath at the sight of water cascading off Natalia's lithe body. When Natalia tilted her head and began to wring her dark tresses, Olivia thought it was quite possibly one of the sexiest things she had ever seen anyone do. The word 'hopeless' floated into Olivia's head, but she batted it away quickly; she had more important things to attend to at the moment for Natalia had stepped out of the tub and was making her way over to her.
"I'm not holding you up for anything, am I?" Natalia asked softly. She looked slightly flushed, moderately sated, and full of wayward intent.
Olivia swallowed, trying to work up some moisture in her mouth, and shook her head. "Nope."
"No important meetings to attend?" Natalia was smiling ferally now, and Olivia wanted to take her right there and then.
"Nope," Olivia croaked again.
"No important clients to meet?"
Olivia held her breath when Natalia's hands reached for the first buttoned button on her shirt. "Nope." Her voice sounded a little funny to her ears, but that could be because her ears were ringing.
"No hot secretary to fuck?"
"No -" Olivia frowned, then narrowed her eyes. "Natalia..."
"Poor Ms. Spencer," Natalia murmured, slowly working her way down Olivia's shirt. "Is that why you're here? Looking for some activity to occupy yourself with? Then you stumbled upon me using your bathroom, touching myself while I was fantasising about you. So what are you gonna do now, Olivia?" Natalia asked she pushed Olivia's shirt off of Olivia's shoulders. "You gonna finish what you started?"
Without waiting for a response, Natalia wound a hand around Olivia's neck and pulled Olivia's head down roughly, crushing their lips together. Olivia moaned deep in her throat and brought her hands up to Natalia's face, wanting to cradle her jaw, touch her hair, stroke her cheek. But before she could do any of that, Natalia pulled away, reached for a towel, and began drying herself like nothing had happened.
Olivia exhaled noisily through her nose and tried to collect her jumbled senses. Then she narrowed her eyes and wrapped her arms around a relatively dry Natalia from behind. "You drive me crazy, and I love you." Her eyes fluttered shut when Natalia leaned into her embrace and held onto her forearms. "You know I'm never letting you go, right?" she murmured.
"You might wanna reconsider. As much as I'd love to, I don't think I'm appropriately dressed to remain in this position forever," Natalia said laughingly.
Olivia chuckled and tightened her hold. "Nope, never letting you go. We can stay in this suite forever."
Natalia giggled and stroked Olivia's arms lightly. "I know a few defensive moves, you know. I can get out of this grip easy as pie."
"Really? I'd like to see you try," Olivia murmured. She felt Natalia take a breath and readied herself, her blood singing with either lust or anticipation--perhaps both. She was constantly amazed and humbled by Natalia and what she knew to survive in her world.
"Look, Wonder Woman!" Natalia exclaimed suddenly, making Olivia turn her head reflexively in the direction Natalia was pointing. Before she could ask Natalia what she was on about, Natalia slipped her hands under her forearms, pushed hard, and slipped out of her hold easily.
"Ooh, tricky," Olivia said, her eyes narrowing. She couldn't help the bark of laughter that escaped her however; Natalia had moved so quickly that she hadn't even realised that she had been had. "You're in for it now, woman," she growled.
Natalia flashed her a dimpled smile and Olivia sighed inwardly. "You know what they say," she said, taking a step backward. "Catch me if you can."
*
Trying to dress herself while running around was quite a feat, but one Natalia was determined to accomplish--at least until she got caught by Olivia. Each time she managed to slip something on, Olivia would growl in frustration and redouble her efforts to catch and undress her. She found that she liked this playful side to their relationship. It was something that she didn't have much chance to explore in her other relationships.
"Dammit, Natalia! You're making me feel my age!" Olivia said finally as she leaned against a wall, panting.
Natalia was laughing herself, trying to catch her breath. She had managed to put on her bra and a pair of tracksuit pants, and was currently scheming to get to a t-shirt. She pulled her damp hair back from her face and knotted it up; she had worked up a bit of sweat dodging Olivia and running around. Then she pouted while her brows furrowed. "Sorry baby," she cooed a little, then curved her lips up into an evil smile and said, "Maybe you should hit the gym more."
Natalia bit on her lower lip when she saw Olivia's eyes narrow dangerously. In the moment that she took to wonder if she had offended Olivia--because she really had nothing to complain about Olivia's physique or stamina--Olivia managed to knock the breath out of her lungs and had her pressed up against the wall.
Natalia gasped while her heart hammered away in her chest, then smiled wildly as she sucked in hungry breaths of air with her mouth. Her knotted hair came loose and fell down one of her shoulders in a twisted bunch. "Or maybe not," she acqueisced breathlessly, trying vainly to squirm out of Olivia's grasp. "You're strong," she murmured, giving Olivia's hands around her wrists on either side of her head quick glances.
Olivia was smiling ferally and breathing raggedly. Natalia's attention was drawn to their proximity and the feel of Olivia's bra-clothed breasts heaving against her own, and their pelvises and thighs pressed tightly against each other's. Olivia must have noticed the same thing too, because Natalia could see the green of her eyes darken perceptibly. Then Olivia shifted her thigh and slipped it between her legs, and Natalia's eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment at the intimate contact.
"You're fast and annoyingly slippery," Olivia growled softly before lowering her face and sinking her teeth into the soft skin on the crook of Natalia's neck, tearing a moan from Natalia as she sucked on it hungrily. "What do I do with you now that I've caught you?" she asked huskily after she pulled away.
Natalia hummed. The bit of her neck where Olivia had just tended to felt damp and a little sore. "Did you just give me a hickey?" she asked, still breathing a little hard. She wanted Olivia's mouth on her breasts, Olivia's teeth scraping across her nipples, Olivia's mouth and teeth scoring hot, wet tracks down her torso, and preferably Olivia tending to the rest of her body in that similar fashion. Just the thought of that made Natalia's centre throb uncomfortably.
"I think I did. Now everyone'll know that you're mine," Olivia said, sounding smug as she scrutinised Natalia's neck.
Natalia narrowed her eyes and tried to capture Olivia's flesh with her teeth, but Olivia had somehow anticipated her move and shifted slightly so that she was just that bit out of reach of Natalia's teeth.
"Nuh uh," Olivia said playfully, tightening her hold on Natalia's wrists.
Natalia could see that her half-hearted attempts at trying to free herself from Olivia was arousing Olivia. Being held captive and struggling against Olivia's grip was doing the same to her. "Baby, I really need you to take me now," she finally rasped out. Her breathing was still ragged even though they had been standing still for a while now. She nuzzled Olivia's cheek and chin with her nose and temple, and felt a shiver of desire when Olivia let out a soft whimper. Then her head slammed back against the wall painfully when Olivia lowered her face and roughly took one of her breasts into the heated cavern of her mouth, uncaring of the flimsy fabric covering it.
Natalia tried to move her arms but Olivia didn't let her. She growled in frustration, hyper aware of her the dull, throbbing ache in her centre. She pressed down against Olivia's thigh for some relief, then growled again when Olivia removed her thigh from between her legs. "Olivia..." she whined.
"Oh, you think you can get away with teasing me this easily? No way in hell," Olivia husked out, breathing hot, damp air into Natalia's face as she spoke.
Just knowing that Olivia and she were sharing the same air excited Natalia. She groaned when Olivia punctuated her statement with a wet bite on her sensitive underarm. Olivia continued scraping her teeth across a heaving chest, causing Natalia to arch her back to offer more of herself to Olivia. Then she gasped at the ripping sound that reached her ears when Olivia took the flimsy fabric her bra was made of between her teeth and pulled.
"Sorry, I'll get you a new one," Olivia mumbled before sinking her teeth into the pebbled flesh of Natalia's aroused nipple, sending a direct spike of desire to a spot between Natalia's legs, making her gasp, whimper and squirm.
"Fuck, Olivia, let me touch you," Natalia breathed out. She gyrated her hips a little but found no relief in the move, so she struggled against Olivia again. Natalia thought she might go out of her mind when Olivia ignored her and shifted her attention to her other breast. Natalia's eyes rolled to the back of her head at the rough, hungry treatment of her breast. She didn't think that damp, scratchy fabric could feel this insanely good when crushed against and sucked along with her sensitive nipple.
Moisture dripped down Natalia's thighs under her tracksuit pants. A part of her was glad that she hadn't had the chance to put on underwear, but another part of her wondered if that extra fabric against her centre would provide her a bit more relief. "Olivia..." she growled again. "Baby, please, you're killing me here," she pleaded, then moaned when Olivia finally let go of her wrists.
Her hands found eager purchase in Olivia's silky hair as Olivia slid down the length of her, seemingly determined to consume every inch of her exposed skin with her lips, tongue and teeth. Natalia sank onto the floor now that Olivia's weight was no longer holding her up. She let Olivia pull her tracksuit pants off, and her eyes glazed over when she saw Olivia's nostrils flare. Then she watched Olivia slide her own pants off of herself and reached for the waistband of Olivia's underwear.
Olivia stepping out of her underwear from her vantage point on the floor was quite possibly one of the most erotic sights Natalia had ever seen. She could smell Olivia's arousal and it ripped an appreciative moan from her. "God, I want you so much," she murmured, her mind busy with all the different things she could do with Olivia to take her over the edge. There weren't enough minutes in a day, days in a week, and weeks in a year, to sate her appetite for Olivia.
"I need to taste you," Olivia said finally, her voice rusty from the lack of use. Natalia spread her legs in response, and heard Olivia moan. Then she reclined on her elbows and brought her legs up so that they were bent at the knees. After sharing one last searing look with Natalia, Olivia swung her body around and lowered herself onto her.
Natalia wasn't sure if Olivia's or her tongue made contact witth each other's core first, but that didn't matter. Nothing else mattered now that Olivia's unique taste enveloped her mouth and Olivia's soft, silky texture tantalised her tongue and lips. Nothing else mattered when she could make Olivia whimper and wriggle her hips in such a manner the same time Olivia was making her squirm against the floor. Nothing else mattered when she knew that as she climbed the precarious slope to fruition, the woman above her was conducting the same exact journey.
Natalia's legs began trembling uncontrollably, and the combination of Olivia's muffled cries, scent, taste and arousal made her clench her thighs and arch upwards. Just before mindless pleasure consumed her and rendered her useless, she was gratified that Olivia sank a little lower and sped up the movement of her hips, causing more friction between herself and Natalia's tongue. Then a kaleidescope of colours exploded behind Natalia's tightly squeezed eyelids, and she fervently hoped that Olivia was falling with her.
TBC