6.39 – Sofia I

6.39 – Sofia I

As Natalie leaned her chin on Sofia's shoulder, her breath tickling her ear, Sofia tried to calm her racing heart. Natalie's hands ran slowly down her waist, to her hips, then the sides of her thighs, lingering there.

"Get it over with?" Natalie murmured. "Now that's just being mean. You're telling me you haven't been looking forward to this?"Rêạd new chapters on no/v/e/lbin(.)com

There was a laugh in Natalie's voice, subdued, as if she could read straight through Sofia's facade and found it highly amusing. And that probably was the case, as mortifying as the realization was.

"Anticipating it, perhaps," Sofia said, trying to keep her voice even. "And not in the way you've been."

"Oh?" Natalie's hands wandered forward, to rest on Sofia's lower stomach. Even so far from anything important, it immediately set her skin tingling. Or maybe not tingling. That was too mild a way to describe the sensation. More like, on fire. "And in what way do you think I've been anticipating this?"

Sofia didn't reply, feigning indignation with a sniff, though the reality was she'd simply grown too flustered to find a proper response. Even in the best of cases, verbally sparring with Natalie was difficult, much less in a scenario like this one.

"Are you suggesting that I've been lusting after you, Sofia?" Natalie asked, her lips touching Sofia's ear—that damn amusement even more obvious in her tone. "That I've been imagining all the ways I'll have you writhing on the bed tonight? Well, you'd be right." She chuckled lowly, the warm air from the laughter tickling her ear. "But I've gotta ask, then. How have you been anticipating it? I thought we were on the same page."

Sofia swallowed. She ignored the question, because she had no good answer—she hadn't known where she was going with it in the first place—and to deflect, instead asked, "So. What do you have planned tonight?"

Natalie snorted. "You know what." Her hands returned to their adventure up and down Sofia's sides, stopping whenever her thumbs brushed against her breasts, making just enough contact to be felt, then retreating. "Or do you mean the lead-up? Because you're right, I'm not so rude I'll just throw you on the bed and claim my prize."

Her fingers wandered, abruptly, to the front of Sofia's pants, fiddling with the button there.

"Though I will admit, I'm a bit tempted. A bit eager to get going." She popped Sofia's pants open and ran her thumbs along the inside, loosening its fit. "I've got a feeling you don't need all that much foreplay, anyway. So maybe I should just get straight to it."

"Is this embarrassing you?" Her hands slipped over Sofia's breasts in full, groping her in a more obvious way. "Being touched like this?" She leaned forward, getting her lips close to Sofia's, her face suddenly taking up her entire vision. "Does it make your skin hot? Your thoughts go fuzzy?"

"Not in the slightest." Sofia wasn't even sure why she lied, both because there was no reason to, and because of how obvious a lie it was.

"Oh?" Natalie asked. "Maybe there's too much clothing in the way. I can fix that." She leaned up, resting her weight on Sofia's upper legs as her fingers ran to the bottom of her blouse. "Off this goes."

Sofia, at Natalie's urging, helped peel the piece of clothing off. Natalie didn't spare her a moment to adjust to that new level of exposure, her fingers immediately slipping behind Sofia to unclasp her bra. Sofia let that, too, be pulled away and tossed haphazardly onto the floor.

And so, Natalie was sitting on her lap, raking her eyes across her naked chest. It wasn't the first time, nor even was it the most blatant ogling—that ordeal with putting on the erotite armor came to mind—yet, here she was, her skin scorching hot in a way she'd never experienced.

Natalie rested a hand on Sofia's chest, between her breasts, and left it there. There was no movement or any apparent motive for the touch, at least not lustful. Her eyes didn't wander from Sofia's, and there wasn't any mocking or amusement in them, for once.

"Your heart's beating fast," she murmured. "Really fast."

Sofia flushed even harder.

"I think it's cute when you lie. So I'm gonna ask you again, since I win either way." She grabbed Sofia's breasts, her thumbs brushing lightly against her nipples. "You're sure this isn't doing anything for you?"

Sofia took a steadying breath. She tried to find a response, but her eyes fluttered closed, not of her own volition.

"Ah, that's no fun," Natalie chided. "Saying nothing is cheating." Her thumbs started running in circles around her nipples, no longer gentle, but determined, looking to draw a reaction out. After doing that for a few seconds, she scooted down, bending forward to bring her mouth to Sofia's nipple. "Well, fine. I'll get my answers in other ways."