At her words, Billy’s slight resistance melted away. Her hands caressed a trail from Elizabeth’s hips up the front of her body to cup one of her beautiful breasts in her hand. Her thumb ran over the engorged nipple. She felt it harden further under her touch. “You’re so beautiful.”
“You’re a handsome woman. I’ve felt those muscles pressed against me throughout the day; it’s time I saw them properly.” Elizabeth kissed her as her hands wandered down Billy’s front to the hem of her t-shirt. With a quick flick of her wrist, she yanked it over her head and off her body.
Billy’s breasts heaved against the black satin bra that held them. Elizabeth’s fingers traced a trail with her fingertip down the centre of her chest to her abdominal muscles. She followed the hard lines and ridges.
“Wow, washboard abs. I knew you worked out, but I never expected these.”
Billy’s head fell back. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as the touch continued. She felt the weight on her legs shift, and the exploring fingers were soon replaced by something moist. She flinched and looked down as the petite redhead worshiped her six-pack with her tongue.
“Oh God!” She pulled Elizabeth away from her stomach. She cupped her chin in her hand and guided her mouth back onto hers. “You’re amazing, Beth. But I feel a little bare. You’re still fully dressed and I’m here in my bra and jeans.” Her hand went to the knot tied at the back of Elizabeth’s neck.
“If you undo that, there’s no turning back.”
She paused, her hands trembling as the realisation hit her. Shit… She’s not wearing a bra. With a soft moan, she tugged on the knot. Her mouth left a trail of kissed from the side of her neck down. As the fabric loosened in her fingers, she followed its descent as it fell away from Elizabeth shoulders. She kissed her clavicle, ripped the material away from her body, and threw it across the room.
Before she raised her head, she kissed a delicate line between her breasts and underneath each of them. She licked her lips when she lifted her head and saw Elizabeth’s breasts for the first time. They were perfect.
“Oh, Beth, you’re so beautiful.” The supple flesh heaved in her palm and filled her hand perfectly. Her fingers traced a pattern around Elizabeth’s areolas and over her nipples.
Both stiffened, and Elizabeth groaned and bit her lip. “Please, Billy, taste them.”
She needed no further encouragement. She traced the ring her fingers had made with the tip of her tongue. The tiny bud brushed against her lips.
Elizabeth grabbed a handful of Billy’s hair and guided her mouth, urging her to hurry. She shifted from side to side on her knees, teasing her nipple across Billy’s lips, before she pushed herself in between them.
She’s driving me mad. Her skin tastes of vanilla and honeysuckle. Billy sucked the nipple and nibbled it with her teeth. She felt a hand reach around her back and unclasp her bra. She shivered as the air hit her sensitive flesh. When Elizabeth took one of her small breasts into her hands and tweaked her nipples, she lost her mind and sucked harder on Elizabeth, feasting, devouring her with her mouth.
Her nipples were pulled, tweaked, and rolled the way she liked it, and she could feel the moisture between her legs as it soaked her jeans. With Elizabeth still in her arms, she stood up. Elizabeth wrapped her legs around her waist and hiked herself up her body so they didn’t lose contact. Billy wobbled on unsteady feet as she stumbled across to the bed and laid Elizabeth gently on the white cotton sheet. Her mouth left Elizabeth’s chest and moved back to her lips.
“Oh, Billy, I want you so much.” Elizabeth raised her hips up off the bed, wrapped a leg around Billy, and grinded into her, pressing her blistering hot centre against her.
Elizabeth flipped them over and slipped on top of her. Her hand went to the crotch of Billy’s jeans. She pressed hard against the heat and with a feral groan attacked the button and zip on them.
“Oh, you’re not going to win this battle.” Billy chuckled and rolled them back over.
For several minutes they kissed, caressed each other through their trousers, and fought for dominance.
Billy had a triumphant smile on her face when she managed to tug the leather trousers off first. It soon faded and an expression of ravenous hunger replaced it as her eyes roamed over the white thong Elizabeth was wearing. The woman herself was reclined on the bed with an arm thrown back behind her head.
“Do you like what you see?”
Instead of giving her an answer, Billy tugged her own trousers off. Her underwear fell with it, leaving her completely naked. “Oh yes, a beautiful woman such as yourself needs to be dressed in such fine underwear. It would be shameful for you to wear anything else.”
“Right now, I need to be free of them.” She wiggled on the bed, slipped out of them, and threw them at Billy’s feet. She let her gaze scan the length of Billy’s body, from the tips of her toes up to the hair on her head. “Wow, I love your tattoos. They look perfect on you. I never would’ve guessed you had so many.”
With the stealth and poise of a panther, Billy knelt down on the bed and made her way over Elizabeth’s body. As she passed over her centre, Elizabeth’s scent filled her nostrils and she licked her lips, anticipating the taste as her essence filled her mouth.
With her attention focused solely on the thought of Elizabeth’s core against her tongue, she wasn’t prepared when she was flipped her over and Elizabeth straddled her hips.
“You cheeky wench!” Billy sat up and wrapped her arms around her back, then buried her face in her cleavage.
Elizabeth unfurled her legs and stretched them out behind Billy to sit astride her. Her wetness coated the top of Billy’s thigh. “I want you. Please, make love to me!”
She needed no further encouragement. With her hand under Elizabeth’s backside, she pushed her further onto her lap. Her lips returned to the tantalising pastel pink nipples in front of her. Her right hand traversed her curves and slid between Elizabeth’s legs. Her fingers encountered the soft, smooth flesh of Elizabeth’s stomach first, then a small strip of trimmed hair, and, finally, her goal.
A groan left her throat as her fingers slipped easily onto the tiny bundle of nerves. She pressed her fingers against it and circled it with her thumb.
“Oh God, Billy!” Elizabeth swirled her hips clockwise to increase the friction. “Please, darling, I want you inside me.”
Using her middle finger, Billy found her opening and circled it, then eased herself inside. The warmth surrounded her. “Like this, baby?”
“Yes, more.”
She eased a second finger into her and watched as Elizabeth threw her head back and moaned. Elizabeth’s hips still rotated, but they’d changed direction. With her thumb, Billy made figure eight symbols against her clitoris. She could feel Elizabeth’s heels as they dug into her backside when she increased the rhythm of her hips. Her nails scratched lines up and down Billy’s back.
“Mmm… Billy.” She bit her bottom lip hard enough to leave a white impression.
One of her hands locked behind Billy’s neck as she leaned back, allowing her more access. Billy curled her fingers on her inward thrusts, the soft sponginess of Elizabeth’s G-spot pushing against her fingertips. When she pressed it for the first time, the fingernails on her neck bit painfully into her skin. She winced, but it heated her up at the same time.
With the ferocity of a lioness, Elizabeth threw her head back and called out Billy’s name. It was like a symphony to her ears. Her centre tightened against her hand and flooded it with wetness as Elizabeth rode her fingers faster.
She sealed her mouth over Billy’s as her orgasm ebbed. She un-wrapped her legs and pressed into her body. Billy fell backwards against the mattress. Elizabeth’s kiss broke away when she was able to rest her head against Billy’s heart. “Wow, that…Jesus! You’re something else, Billy Christian.” She eased herself upwards and climbed off her fingers.
Before Billy could catch her breath or still her racing heart, Elizabeth had pushed her l
egs open and had the lower half of her body pressed tight against her centre.
“Oh, Beth, that feels amazing.” Billy rocked her hips up and down to make contact with her skin, her own centre crying out for some relief.
What she didn’t expect was for Elizabeth’s hands to push her legs further apart and rub her own centre against hers. Their wetness melded together as their small nubs made contact.
The sensation of Elizabeth moving against her was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. She gripped her hips and urged her to move faster as a tingle danced up her legs. It travelled slowly from her calf muscles, up over her thighs, and settled deep in her stomach. There was something about how they were making love that was different… Perhaps that’s it. We’re making love. I can’t remember the last time I felt this close to someone. Her clitoris twitched deliciously when Elizabeth’s finger made its way in between her thighs. The added friction of that single digit was enough to make her light-headed. A blinding light settled behind her eyes and she felt her muscles tense.
“Oh, baby, I’m going to… Come with me.” She let go. A tingling heat washed over her, from her head all the way down to the tips of her toes, as every nerve ending in her over-stimulated centre erupted.
“Beth! Oh, my God!” Tears pricked the corners of her eyes.
“Billy! Jesus, I’ve never had two orgasms one after another like that.” Elizabeth’s chest rose and fell as she loomed over her. She reached out and caught a tear as it slid down Billy’s cheek. “Hey, what’s all this?” She leaned down and kissed the other tears away.
“I’m sorry, I…it’s just…damn, Beth…that was…” When she couldn’t find the right words she shut her mouth and glanced up into the sparkling emerald eyes above her. “You’re incredible.” She took her into her arms and rolled them over so they could lie on their sides and look at each other. Elizabeth laid her head on the pillow and put an arm over Billy’s hips. “Oh no, honey, that’s you.” She put her hand over her mouth to cover a yawn. “Sorry. As I said, that’s never happened to me before, and I guess that mixed with the alcohol we drank earlier has caught up to me.”
Billy wiped her face with the heel of her palm. “Settle down, and we can sleep. Tomorrow is another day.” She placed a delicate kiss against her lips as her eyelids slid closed. “We can talk more in the morning over breakfast. Who knows, maybe we should have it in bed.”
Heavy breathing was her only response. Elizabeth looked peaceful and utterly adorable while she slept.
She laid her head on her pillow and rolled onto her back. Elizabeth’s petite body shuffled closer and she rested her head on Billy’s chest and sighed in contentment.
“Yep, all we’ve got now is time—time to do whatever we want.”
***
Outside, in the hallway, a mass of blonde hair rested against the wooden door. Emma’s face was flushed, her hands were clenched at her sides, and they shook with uncontrollable anger. Her jaw ached from where her teeth were clenched so tight. The sounds she’d heard from the room enraged her so much she wanted to bust the door down and drag Elizabeth away from Billy.
She stormed away and headed for her own room. Once the lock was disengaged, she kicked her way inside and slammed the door shut behind her. On the desk next to the bed, her laptop was open. The light from the screensaver lit the room, and her gaze settled on the picture of Elizabeth she had set up earlier.
“Why her?” She crossed to the desk and ran her fingertip over Elizabeth’s face. “What has she got that I haven’t? I’ve more class in my little finger than Billy has in her whole body. I need Elizabeth to see me… Me! Not her!”
The face smiling back at her from the screen caused her stomach to clench delightfully. “That’s right, beautiful, I need for it to be only you and me on this cruise. Billy Christian has got to go!”
Chapter Eighteen
Empty plates, mugs, glasses, and wine bottles littered the room. Clothes were strewn all over the floor in a trail to the bed. It was like a mystical path in a forest that led to something amazing. Over the last two days, that was exactly what had happened…but it was so much more. It had been overwhelming, passionate, extraordinary, unlike anything Billy had ever experienced in her life.
Room service and pay-per-view movies had been a godsend as they’d stayed secretly ensconced in Billy’s room. They’d blocked the world out and focused fully on each other. If they weren’t making love, they were still in each other’s arms, either sharing morsels of food or watching the TV.
Every single muscle in my body hurts. She’s taken me places over the last forty-eight hours that I didn’t know existed.
Billy snuggled up to Elizabeth’s naked back and ran her fingertips over the curve of her hip and up her side toward her breast.
“Mmmm.” Elizabeth rolled over onto her back, a sleepy smile on her lips. “Honey, you’re insatiable.” She rose up on her elbow and kissed Billy on the lips.
“I can’t help it.” She leaned down and circled Elizabeth’s nipple with her tongue. “You’ve lit a fire in me.”
“Baby, we need to leave the room at some point to let the maid service in to change the sheets and get rid of all the dirty dishes.” She tugged on Billy’s hair until she raised her head. “It could probably do with airing out in here, too.”
“Okay, I get your point.” She pecked her lips then swung her legs out of the bed and crossed to the chest of drawers. After retrieving two t-shirts, she tossed one to Elizabeth and stepped into the bathroom.
“I think I’ll go and shower in my own cabin and get a fresh change of clothes. That way, I won’t be tempted to step in there with you. If I do, the cleaning crews aren’t getting in today, either.”
A knock on the door drew both of their attention. With her toothbrush hanging out of her mouth, Billy was in no state to respond to it. She heard Elizabeth cross the room and unlock it.
Shit! She does realise that she’s only wearing my shirt and that she’s got messy sex hair?
She spat the white foam into the sink and rinsed her mouth. When she stepped out of the bathroom she was surprised to see Captain Freemont. The expression on his face was priceless. His mouth hung open and his eyes were wide as he stared at Elizabeth.
“Captain?” Billy stood next to Elizabeth and wrapped her arm around her shoulders. “This is an unexpected surprise…Is there something I can help you with?” She took a small step in front of Elizabeth and tried to shield her.
“I…erm…you…” He shook his head and averted his eyes down to the interesting pattern on the carpet.
It was Elizabeth who broke the awkwardness of the encounter. “Please, Captain, we’re all adults here. Surely this is not the first time you have come across this kind of situation. Let’s forget that I’m here and you can tell us why you’ve come.”
He took a deep breath and cleared his throat. “Right! I’m sorry… I came to check on Ms. Christian. I noticed that a large amount of room service had been charged over the last few days, and that the cabin cleaners hadn’t been able to come in. I thought she might be ill and came to investigate in case she needed medical attention.”
“Oh, that’s considerate of you. I appreciate you looking out for my girl. But I can assure you that she’s okay.”
At the last innuendo-laden comment, Billy buried her face in her hands and groaned loudly. “Beth!”
A low rumble of laughter started in Captain Freemont’s stomach and seemed to bubble upwards. His loud bellow echoed around the hallway. “It’s okay, Ms. Christian. That was one of the reasons I came. The second is because I’d like to change your invitation to dine with me and have you come tonight instead of in three days. I assume that Ms. Mason is going to be your plus one?”
“Yes, she is, and may I ask why the sudden change?”
He went on to explain that the ship would be docking in Lisbon soon, and it was going to fill up with people boarding there, and he wanted to invite her tonight so that the mixture of co
nversation around the table would be varied.
“Not a problem. The room will be empty in about an hour. Could you please arrange for housekeeping to come in and fully service it? I haven’t been a very good passenger and should’ve taken them into consideration.” She felt Elizabeth’s hand slide up the back of her thigh and fought the instant urge to squirm under her touch.
“I will, and thank you for understanding the invitation change. I’ll see you both at six o’clock.”
Captain Freemont turned away from the door and Billy moved to close it. Emma walked past, a snarl and hard glare on her face as she spotted them in the doorway.
That’s it. Keep walking, bitch. There’s nothing for you to see. But if looks could kill… I’d be a bloody pulp hanging from the balcony.
When she closed the door, she saw Elizabeth stepping into a borrowed pair of shorts. They were a little too loose on the hips, and although they came to mid-thigh on her, they looked like basketball shorts on her frame.
“You look adorable.” She circled her hips with her hands and pulled her close. She kissed a trail up the side of her neck and nibbled on one of Elizabeth’s hotspots that she’d discovered over the last two days. “You know…” She paused to use her teeth against the sensitive skin under her ear. “There’s another room we could go and mess up while this one is being cleaned.”
Elizabeth spun in her arms. She slid her hands behind her hips and down to her backside, where she cupped her cheeks and squeezed hard. “As I said, you’re insatiable! But it’s not a bad idea.” She rose up on her tiptoes and kissed her hard. “I’ll meet you in my room in ten minutes. Then maybe I can trace your tattoos again.” Her eyebrows wiggled up and down.
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