Page 15 of Duty and Desire
Ros grinned and reached out her hand for Scarlett to take. She stood, once more foraying into battle with Ros’s buttons. One by one, they were unfastened, all the while Ros was doing her best to distract her—flicking, stroking, squeezing at her body.
The jacket finally fell to the floor, only for Scarlett to be greeted with even more buttons.
Ros chuckled at her expression. “Allow me.”
Scarlett watched hungrily as Ros unbuttoned her blouse, one by one, each agonizingly slow. Scarlett couldn’t take her eyes away as the blouse slid off Ros’s shoulders revealing her lean frame.
Finally, she was finished and the blouse was on the couch.
Stepping closer once more, Scarlett spun her to face away. She danced her fingertips across Ros’s shoulders, down herback, up her sides. Ever so softly, ever so slowly. All the while she lay gentle, barely there kisses along her long neck. She enjoyed Ros shivering under her touch and gooseflesh rushing across her skin.
Unclasping her bra, she moved her hands around to Ros’s small breasts, cupping and squeezing, repaying the older woman for her earlier teasing.
Ros moaned and the sound of it sent shivers through Scarlett. Ros’s nipples became hard under her fingers.
Leaving the embrace, Ros pulled her over toward a closed door.
Her bedroom.
Scarlett followed her in and her hair being released from its tie, followed by Ros pushing her onto the bed, and Ros slowly peeled her pants and her underwear from her. She looked up at Ros from under heavy lids. She felt more turned on than she could remember. She had wanted this so very much.
Seeing the frosty general like this, in a state of undress, looking at her body hungrily. This was an exquisite forbidden pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, Scarlett.” Ros’s gaze cruised unashamedly over ever part of her body lingering on her breasts and then lingering again at the pubic hair between her legs.
Scarlett flushed, unsure how to respond to such earnest praise. She pushed herself up onto her elbows, desperate to be close to Ros.
“No. No, don’t get up.”
Head flopping back against the mattress, Scarlett lay back.
“Open your legs,” Ros growled and Scarlett although feeling entirely exposed by it, obeyed eagerly and parted her thighs.
Within seconds, Ros was kneeling between her legs and dipping her head. Scarlett saw the silver flash of her hair and she couldn’t contain the moan that escaped from her as Ros’s warmmouth enveloped her pussy. Her tongue ran through her folds and encircled her already throbbing clit.
“Oh fuck…”
Scarlett thought she might implode there and then.
General Ros Carson was going down on her. Hungrily and enthusiastically. From swirls and teasing of her anus, to hungry licks of her pussy and then feasting on her clitoris as though it was the first meal she had had in years.
Scarlett felt Ros’s fingers beginning to open her up and push inside of her as her mouth continued to work magic on her clitoris. Fingers, multiple fingers seeking out her G spot and beginning to fuck her. In and out.
“Oh, my god…”
The sensations washed over Scarlett, her core winding tighter with every stroke.
She felt the fingers still fucking her, picking up in rhythm. Harder, faster. She liked it.
She felt her own moans increasing and her breath coming in short pants.
She felt her clitoris sucked deep into Ros’s mouth and massaged by her tongue.
It all felt too much. All the sensation. Her mind began to flood with a kaleidoscope of colors and then all she could see in her head as her orgasm began to flood through her was those hungry gray eyes of General Ros Carson. Hungry like a wolf for her.
Scarlett’s orgasm came and came throbbing and pulsing through her whole body.
“Oh, Jesus,” she murmured. “That was incredible.”