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Breathing heavily, Kitty collapsed face down onto her bed. Cara, bringing her fingers to her lips, unabashedly savored her handiwork, a look of pure hunger unfolding on her face. Tracing her fingers lightly along her bottom lip, she smiled to herself before reaching for the laces of Kitty's corset.
“You must be sweltering in this,” she said provocatively, nimbly loosening Kitty's laces. Her words were met with a quiet chuckle. Calculatingly, she traced her fingertips down Kitty’s neck and back, planting slow, wet kisses that she blew cool in their wake. “Sit up,” Cara urged. Rolling over, Kitty complied. Her face was flushed and radiant, and she eyed Cara without a hint of embarrassment. Getting to her knees, she raised her arms so Cara could peel the stifling garment from her glistening body. Once Cara had freed her from her corset, Kitty regarded her thoughtfully. Gorgeous and thoroughly nude, Kitty beckoned her, passing her tongue over her bottom lip, as she deliberately moved further back, patting the spot in front of her invitingly.
“Turn around and sit down,” Kitty commanded, in her naturally sultry tone. She noted the endearing sparkle which flashed in Cara's eyes as she hastened to obey, turning, and sitting on the edge of the bed between Kitty's thighs. Taking Cara’s corset laces into her hands, Kitty deftly plucked at them while breathing in the perfumed scent of her hair and neck, just below her ear. Gently trailing her fingers down Cara’s neck and shoulders, Kitty placed slow, burning kisses on each of her shoulder blades before raising her arms, and effortlessly lifting Cara’s corset over her head. Reaching up, Kitty began to loose Cara's hair from its pins one by one. Each tendril tickled her back as it fell in undulating shafts of glinting shadow, which Kitty leisurely slid over Cara's shoulder as she continued her work. It was just as they had learned at the Gilded Lily, and was deliciously, achingly sensual, thought Cara, closing her eyes and steadying her breath. This wasn't something that happened during normal assignations and she knew it. Cara purposely rested her hands upon Kitty's knees, on either side of her own, and delighted in it. Drawing a deep breath, she lightly dragged her nails from Kitty’s knees up her velvety thighs and, raising her hands higher, she leaned back, tangling her fingers in what she knew were the flickering embers of Kitty’s silken hair. Kitty exhaled softly near her ear, raising goosebumps on Cara's skin from the combination of sensations, and the illicit thoughts now racing through her mind. As she trailed her hands down Cara's back Kitty felt the plethora of tiny bumps raising beneath her fingertips. With a small smile, she brought her left arm up Cara's side, sliding it beneath her arm and around her front. Cupping her breasts and caressing each taut nipple in turn, Kitty skillfully tormented her, Cara's breath catching in her throat between whimpering exhalations. Kissing the side of her neck and holding her, her left arm wrapped around her chest, Kitty sensually brought her right hand down between Cara’s thighs.
“Cara,” Kitty whispered knowingly into her ear, a smirk spreading across her face, “you've been enjoying this," she teased. "...In fact, I'd say you’ve enjoyed this almost as much as I have." Cara’s only answer was a low moan, strangled from her delicate throat by the fingers expertly playing at the apex of her thighs. Lowering her arms and leaning her head back against Kitty's shoulder, Cara turned her face against Kitty’s warm cheek, her lips grazing her skin as she spoke.
“Actually, I've enjoyed it more,” she managed to quip, her voice low and dripping with need.
“Oh?” Kitty questioned, the surprise evident in her voice.
“Being given the privilege of touching you was enough to bring me…,” she revealed, trailing off, "...twice."
Kitty was flattered and, if she were to be completely honest with herself, aroused beyond measure. Leaning her head to the side and moving Cara’s face so that she could look into her eyes, she kissed her. It was a languid, scorching kiss drenched in flagrant desire.
“If I fall short of the fantasy,” Kitty began, her voice husky and amused, “you’ll be sure to let me know, won’t you?” With Kitty’s hands still holding her body in every intimate way possible, and a look of mock-concern gracing Kitty’s beautiful face, Cara swallowed hard, trying for an answer. Opening her mouth to speak, her lips mere inches from Kitty’s, their eyes locked. After what seemed like an eternity of studying Cara’s exquisite face as, lips parted, she helplessly struggled to frame a reply, Kitty pushed into her, her ministrations arching Cara’s back, bringing her lips to Kitty’s in one fluid motion. Any words Cara might have had in mind were replaced by a low, throaty moan which Kitty’s warm mouth eagerly stifled.