Guiding Light (GxGxG)

9. Trial run

Somehow, I found myself pinned against the locked door, the total opposite of our position when we just came into the suite. Within a second of Rhea's lips being on mine, I was forced to swallow everything I had said about her being soft. She had me reeling in no time, my legs weak and my insides burning as if live fire was pouring through my veins. Oh wait, it was! 

The point is, she had me weak. But even so, I refused to accept defeat. I was Cora. I never run away from a fight or a challenge.

Her tongue slipped into my mouth, and I whimpered. She smiled against my lips and the hands she had pinning mine at my sides grabbed hold of my waist. My hips involuntarily bucked towards her, making our bodies press firmly against each other. There was an insatiable hunger inside me that I needed filled and I didn't care who did it so long as it was done.

As I gripped her by the waist, my own hips starting to grind against her, her lips left mine to attack my neck. I gasped, throwing my head back and giving her even more access. She sucked at the sensitive spot above my collarbones until I was whimpering in her hands. "Rhea—oh, God!"

Amy giggled in the background. I could glimpse her over Rhea's shoulders, watching us with the utmost enthusiasm. The knowledge paired with my recent behaviour made me flush from embarrassment. Rhea came back to meet my lips, her fingertips caressing my skin in a way that was all too stirring.

"This is addicting," she confessed as she discovered one of my breasts, rolling my nipples between her fingertips.

A soft moan perfumed the space as a new wave of heat flooded my core. I felt weak, as if I was made up of pure jelly, melting at her hands. As I caught my breath again, she watched me, her expression hooded and her fingers still teasing all the soft spots she just discovered.

"Shower anyone?" Amy interjected. Still, it didn't break the tension between Rhea and me.

She held my gaze, both of us panting heavily, and her hands lingered on my body. She licked her lips, and I resisted the urge to pull her into another kiss. God, she was so sexy.

She smirked and pulled back an inch. "Amy is right," she said after a short moment, her voice low and thick with desire.

I nodded and pushed myself off the door to follow. I could still feel the lingering sensations of her hands on my body, of her lips against mine, and it had my heart pounding furiously in my chest. Amy smirked at me as I passed her on the way to the bathroom, her lip stuck between her teeth. She fell into step next to me and hooked an arm around mine. "That was so hot."

I felt the heat rush to my cheeks, making my face hot. "This doesn't bother you?" I questioned, unable to help myself. "Seeing me and her together, that is?"

Amy shook her head. "Quite the opposite."

My shoulder relaxed, and I smiled, wrapped my arms around her waist and groped her ass. She yelped in surprise and I took the opportunity to steal a kiss from her before releasing her for us to make it through the bathroom door.

The sight of Rhea undressing made me stop in my tracks. She was already out of her shirt and had her hands hooked into the waistband of her pants as she pulled them down. I watched as they slid over her smooth creamy legs, exposing her more sensitive spot.

My heart leapt at the sight, a wave of somersaults and butterflies also churning in my stomach. Next to me, I could hear Amy's breath hitched and she bit down roughly on her lip to hide it.

I reached for the hem of her shirt as I positioned myself behind her. "You like what you see, Ms Seinfeld?"

She leaned into my touch, humming. I pulled her shirt off, leaving her in a white lace bra that hugged her breasts like a masterpiece. Rhea gripped the edges of the bathtub with her hands and lowered herself to it, facing us. Her eyes were still that milky white shade as she watched my hand snake into Amy's pants. Amy hummed at the intrusion, bucking her hips against my hand.