Ellie leaned forward and kissed Mia. She kissed slowly, very neatly, tasting Mia’s mouth. All of Mia’s mouth, and all of her lips, feeling and tasting as much as she could. Then she herself slid down Mia again, touching again, touching all over, teasing, but this time instead of her hand, she touched Mia using her mouth.

She kissed. She licked. Breathing in Mia smell, touching herself as she did, she licked her way down Mia’s body.

She licked over Mia’s chin, and down her neck, and carefully over her breasts. She followed where her hands had gone, but this time used her lips. She licked Mia’s tummy, all of Mia’s tummy, from her ribs to her belly-button to her very start of her mound.

She licked the side of Mia’s mound carefully, close but not too close, making Mia gasp. Out of the corner of her eye, Ellie saw Mia’s hands clench, and her arms move, lifting up and then slowly falling back down.

Ellie liked that. She was pleased she could make Mia want her so much, because she wanted Mia that way too.

Ellie kept licking. She licked across Mia’s hip to her leg, and the soft skin at the top of her thigh, and Mia sighed and bit her lip and looked at Ellie a little desperately. Mia looked, but she didn’t say a word, so Ellie kissed, and stroked some more. She went back up Mia’s thigh, and across Mia’s tummy, and she slowly, gently, rubbed herself as she kissed and licked. Mia’s hands were still clenched, and she was biting her lip, but she must be making herself keep still. She was watching Ellie closely. Watching Ellie’s fingers slide inside herself, and watching Ellie’s face as she kissed, and staring, as if she wanted Ellie the way Ellie wanted her.

Ellie looked at her and thought.

She thought about what she was feeling, and now much she wanted Mia. Touching herself was nice, but not as intense as it had been. Ellie wasn’t masturbating properly any more, not so her hand filled her awareness. Her touch was nice, but nothing special. Not desperately sexy like the feel of her tongue on Mia’s skin. Not an aching need, like Mia’s touch was. Like it always was, when Mia touched her.

Ellie kissed Mia’s tummy, and thought about worries. She thought about Mia’s worries, the ones Ellie thought she had, and wanted to be reassuring. She wanted to tell Mia how good this was, and how desperately she wanted Mia, and how Mia shouldn’t worry about what happened next, because even if it was bad, no matter how awful it was, it wouldn’t be awful at all, because Mia was there with Ellie.

She wanted to say all that, but she didn’t quite know how. Or whether she should say anything at all.

She sat across Mia, and kissed Mia’s skin, and touched herself with one hand and Mia’s tummy with the other, stroking Mia, rubbing herself, and trying to think of what to say. She was too excited to think very clearly, so she couldn’t think of anything desperately sexy to say. She couldn’t think, so said what came into her mind instead.

“We’re here,” she said softly. “Alone.”

Mia seemed surprised. After a moment, she nodded.

“Alone except for everyone else in the hotel,” Ellie said. “Which is alone enough for me.”

Mia grinned.

“Is it for you?” Ellie said.

“God yes.”

“We don’t care about people through the wall maybe listening?”

“Not right now.”

Ellie nodded. “So alone enough we should do this?”

Mia started to smile. “Definitely alone enough for that.”

“Good,” Ellie said. “That’s really good.” She kissed Mia again, opening her mouth, tasting Mia’s lips. “And I’m touching myself,” Ellie said. “Again.”

“You are.”

“I am again. I never really have for someone before.”

Mia smiled, and kissed her, and said, “Thank you.”

“It’s fine.” Ellie kissed. “It’s not completely for you.”

Mia smiled some more.

“I’m touching,” Ellie said, thinking. “For now. But tonight we’re going to use our mouths.”

Mia nodded.

Ellie leaned forward, and kissed Mia again, and then whispered into Mia’s ear. “Tonight,” she said. “I’m going to get you off with just my mouth.”

“Or,” Mia said, grinning, still teasing a little, “We could get each other off. That might be fun too.”

“Yep,” Ellie said. “That too. That’s good. But first I’m going to get you off.”

“Okay,” Mia said. “Good.”

“With just my mouth.”

Mia started to grin. “Very good.”

“You’re teasing, aren’t you?” Ellie said.

“A little.”

“You’re actually more excited then you seem?”

“Completely,” Mia said, and kissed her. “So much I can’t stand.”

“Really?” Ellie said, thrilled, then wondered if she seemed a little too pleased. “Really?” she said again, anyway.

“Yep,” Mia said. “I’m teasing because I want to so much.”

Ellie thought for a moment, and decided that made a lot of sense. She was too, she supposed, wanting to so much. She was feeling impatient. She wanted to start.

She leaned forward and kissed some more. She slid backwards, down Mia’s legs, shifting her knees over Mia’s, pushing Mia’s apart, so she could kneel in between Mia’s calves.

“What’s up?” Mia said, even though it must be obvious.

“Me first,” Ellie said. “Let me try.”

Mia didn’t answer, she just looked at Ellie smiling, so Ellie started stroking Mia’s legs. Sliding her hands, slithering upwards, looking at Mia as she did. Ellie wanted to do everything she’d ever done to turn Mia on, but all at once, and with going down on Mia too.

“Can I kiss your foot now?” Ellie said, teasing suddenly, and Mia slowly grinned.

“Do you want to?” Mia said.

“I don’t care,” Ellie said, being honest.

Mia shrugged, so Ellie kissed Mia’s tummy instead. Mia’s tummy, then her wrists and then, sliding up to reach, her mouth. Then Ellie slid back down. She knelt between Mia’s legs, looking down at her, deciding what to do.

Deciding, but also making Mia wait on purpose, just to make it better for her. Making her wait, and breathing on her, and stroking the insides of Mia’s legs.

“All okay?” Mia whispered, after a while, and Ellie slowly nodded.

Ellie stroked. She slid her hands on Mia’s legs, watching until Mia sighed. She kissed Mia’s tummy, like she had before, but this time she kept kissing. She kissed until she was close enough she could smell Mia, and then she stopped to breathe it in. It was a wonderful smell, a scent like Ellie had already smelled on her hand, but sweeter now, from Mia. Sweeter somehow, and nicer. Ellie breathed for a moment, enjoying it, and then she kissed again. She kissed quite carefully, down Mia’s tummy, onto her mound, and past her, teasing. Past Mia, past her lips, and further down the side of her, to where her skin was desperately soft and the inside of her leg began.

Ellie licked, right there, and Mia groaned and lifted up of the bed.

Ellie licked again. Then back up, across the top of Mia’s mound, tasting her skin, feeling her all clenched and tense and waiting.

Ellie was stalling a little, trying to remember, trying to think what to do. Trying to remember what had ever been done to her.

She was teasing on purpose, too, wanting to tease, because she knew she’d never be able to again, not like this, not this one time Mia couldn’t be completely sure Ellie would do it, so not knowing made her anticipation sharper.

Ellie wanted to tease, but not so much she was completely cruel.

Only a little cruel. Sexily cruel.

She kept licking Mia’s tummy, delaying, wondering how much Mia could stand. Wondering what she should do. She wanted to make this good for Mia, to make it the best she could.

She was thinking, trying to remember, not sure what was best. Then she decided didn’t really matter. She should just do what seemed right.