Maid In The Middle 2

Tiffany lay alone in bed, the heat still simmering beneath her skin. Sleep barely took her before the door creaked open. Victoria stepped inside, moving through the dark like she owned it. The older woman said nothing. She simply pulled back the sheet and lowered herself onto Tiffany's body. Fingers first, tracing the curve of her breast, then circling one nipple until it hardened. Lips followed. Soft, warm, deliberate. She kissed each breast in turn, sucking lightly, letting her teeth graze just enough to make Tiffany gasp. Then lower. Victoria's mouth trailed down her stomach, teeth nipping at the soft skin of her hip. Her breath teased the space between Tiffany's thighs. She hovered there, tongue flicking out once, twice, tasting the want that clung to her. When she finally buried her mouth between her legs, it was with purpose. Slow at first. Then deeper. Tiffany's hands clutched the sheets.