Hard In Love #02, Scene #04

Samantha Bentley’s thumbs hesitate, then move. One text becomes two. An address. A room number. Please. Misha reads it once, twice, then shows up without answering. The door opens. Misha shuts it with the heel of her boot and pushes Samantha against the nearest wall. Their mouths lock; teeth click. Hands shove fabric aside. Silk slips off pale skin like smoke. Nipples harden under wet tongues. Misha sucks hard, leaves faint bites; Samantha moans, pulls hair. Misha slaps her thigh. The sound cracks. Breath hitches. Two fingers slide between Samantha’s lips, hold her tongue, test how far she’ll let control go. Samantha answers by pinning Misha to the bed. She sucks each toe in turn, tongue warm, teeth light, until Misha’s thigh trembles. A vibrator hums. Samantha presses the head to swollen clit; Misha’s hips buck, feet flex against Samantha’s mouth. They slide together, thighs locked, wet lips grinding. The pace builds, hips slamming, skin slapping. Each rub sends sparks through bellies and spines until the wave hits. Samantha arches, Misha curses, both shaking as heat spills between them. They stay tangled, breathing into each other’s necks until the tremors fade.