𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕎𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕄𝕖 // Anna Shumate & Eva Cudmore

thirsty night

EVA'S POV
"Watch out, the rest of us will run out of water."A familiar voice makes me choke and water spills out of my mouth, falling onto my crop top.

"Fuck." I whisper.

"Wait," Anna turns around and grabs a cloth to dry me off, "Here you go."

I remain still.

"Alright." Anna reaches over and with the cloth gently dabs my neck while with one hand she holds me steady from the hips. Meanwhile the hand with the cloth went down until it reached my chest.
I wasn't wearing a bra so you could clearly see my hard nipples. It's impossible that a touch from her makes me like this.

"Wow, I didn't think I'd give you that effect..." she said with a grin.

I still remain motionless as if bewitched by her touch. In fact, her hand didn't stop moving.
Awakened by that tranny, I removed myself from her grasp and walked down the stairs.

Anna, however, is faster and grabbing my wrist, she pulled me towards her until our bodies collided.

"Don't run from me." Her words melted over me. I didn't want to let go though, so I tried to push her away but she was stronger. I could tell she had done a lot of work out during this time.

Annoyed at my continued attempt to walk away, she put her hand on my neck and pushed me violently against the wall. It was painful but it was different, almost pleasant.

I watched her move closer to me until our chests were breathing in sync and our mouths were stealing each other's oxygen. This whole situation felt wrong, but it turned me on so much.

"Don't run away from me." Anna repeated, looking at me as if she was in charge. And by the situation she was and I didn't mind that.

I felt her thumb graze my face, rubbing my bottom lip and then grabbing my jaw and moving it to one side so she had a clear path to my neck.
Her lips brush against my skin, and follow the column downwards, slowly grazing to my exposed shoulder.I can feel all the tension go away. But i should stop this, whatever it is that might be happening here.

"Anna, please.." i told her, just as her hand lifts my own and places it over my stomach. Our fingers are still entwined, splayed wide over the thin crop top I'm wearing while she guides my touch.
"We shouldn't do this" I whisper. But I know that I don't want her to stop.

Her tongue slips out and she trails it across my neck, sliding upwards before her lips meet my flesh and she sucks. Goosebumps ripple across my skin and my nipples are harden then before.

"You're right, we shouldn't" she responds. Anna guides my hand farther down the stomach. She presses our touch harder against my flesh. The heat between us, it's fucking magnetic. I can't get enough of it and now that she's touching me, I want to drown in her ocean.

My hips roll forward absently, seeking more of that pressure, more of her hold on me. Her arms tighten around my waist as she drags me against her, our joined hands barely slip under the hem of my shirt, but it's enough to have her skin against my own. Her fire burning through my icy body. I can feel her tits pressed against my back and while I would never have thought that would be something erotic, absolutely is. Feeling her body against mine is something so forbidden and dark.

Her kisses become something dangerous, moving up my neck and across my jaw line until she bites down in a way that has a moan slipping easily from my lips.

"Shh, we don't want your boyfriend to hear you, do we?" She pushes my hand higher under my shirt, until our thumbs are brushing against the underside of my breast. I arch my back, hoping that she goes higher, breaching this silent barrier that's being pulled so tightly between us.

"Anna, you know this is so wrong" I remind her, just as I decide to lift our hands higher myself. I let my thumb slide across my nipple. Feeling myself, feeling how tight and hot I am under our touch.

"I know it is" she replies, and then she bites my ear before sucking on it. My heart races, my body heats up even more and the easy whimpers become more frequent as I writhe for more of her touch.

"Then why do I want this so badly?" I ask her. I want answers, and for some strange reason I feel like she can give them to me.

"Because this is different. Because we have always wanted it." Her hand wraps tightly around my own, taking control as she forces my grip to work on my own breast. She takes my other hand and shifts it down to my thigh, slipping up and towards the center where I'm already wet and pulsing.

"Why are we doing this" she asks, but I'm breathlessly as I pull and my nipple, rolling it between my fingers while she is controlling my touch.

"Lift up your shirt," she demands, her voice seems so dominant over everything I want to do. I pull out of her hold and lift my shirt up, so that my chest is completely exposed. I suck in a harsh breath as her hand darts back out to grab hold of my mine again, to take control again, push us farther into this place we shouldn't be in.
She takes my hand and forces it back on my chest, I push back for a quick moment, trying to fight this, even though I fucking want it. But I shouldn't, I can't want this.

"Don't even fucking think about it. Trust me, Eva" Her lips drift to my ear as I begin playing with myself, while she guides me. I want her to keep doing this. Keep lips sucking me, keep exploring my body.

"But why. Why now. I've always thought about you do this things to me. And now.." my breath left my body when she begin to be faster withe movements.

"Because you like this, and I like it. You're not even worried about your boyfriend in the other room. Because it's my hands you've wanted on your body all night. Tell me I'm right, Eva. Because I want this too." She grazes my other hand down and in between my legs, pressing my fingers so that I'm grinding against my own hand. My entire body is on fire with her words and touch.

"Yes," I moan while I feel her hips roll against me. I'm grinding against her and she's doing the same to me while we both work to get off on this vague line of what we shouldn't be doing.

"Yes, what?" she asks as she takes my hand and slips it under the hem of my shorts.

"I want you to touch me," I admit, just as she guides my fingers to my clit. I touch myself, feeling how wet I am against her. I moan and move, rolling my hips forward again while she holds my hand still, refusing to let me go further.

"Please," I beg her, hoping she gives in and ends up touching me herself.

"Not yet. Maybe another day." Her voice is quiet as she made me come on her fingers while with the other hand she kept my mouth shout.

Slowly we lay down on the floor. I was resting on her chest while she was holding me with her arm.

Yes, I was thirsty,
Thirsty for her.

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Hey guyss,
So sorry for the wait but I had other things on my mind and wasn't finding much inspiration.
For these scenes I tried to use a book I read as inspiration.
I hope you guys like it,
See ya👋🏻❤️