Free Undisclosed Desires (High Rise Novella Two) by Harper Bliss Page A

bed, she usually wasn’t the one lying on her back, but with Isabella everything was different.
    Isabella dug her knee between Nat’s legs and the contact made her breath hitch in her throat. She’d happily take whatever Isabella had to offer.
    Isabella pushed herself up, releasing the pressure from her knee, and smiled down at Nat. She bent her elbows and lowered herself until her nipples grazed Nat’s skin. Slowly, she traced a path across Nat’s belly, the hard buds leaving gooseflesh in their wake. And up she came again, brushing her nipples against Nat’s before manoeuvring upwards and skating one along Nat’s lips and offering it to her eager mouth. Nat sucked it in and let her tongue dance over it while her hands buried themselves into Isabella’s moist hair.
    Isabella pulled her nipple out of Nat’s mouth and replaced it with the other one as her knee found its way to Nat’s pussy again. Nat let one hand slide down and cupped Isabella’s breast, kneading it softly before pinching her nipple between two fingers. She couldn’t wait to see her face surrender to joy again, to feel her body tremble on her fingers and her knees go weak with delight.  
    Pulling free from Nat’s mouth and hand, Isabella let her breasts travel down again, halting at Nat’s nipples and meandering across her abdomen. She bent down a little lower and guided one nipple along the length of Nat’s pussy. The sensation was enough for Nat’s lips to pucker up and release more moist heat.
    The first connection of her clit with Isabella’s nipple made all the muscles in her body contract wildly. Nat looked down and saw how Isabella curled her fingers around her breast to target the contact of her rock hard nipple more precisely. She deemed herself the centre of the the most erotic dream of her life.
    Isabella’s nipple picked up moisture between Nat’s pussy lips—another heavenly sensation—and made its way back to Nat’s clit, circling it relentlessly.
    “Jesus.” Nat heard herself cry out.
    Isabella looked up, her breast still caught in her hand, her tongue licking her lips. She shifted her weight forward until their mouths met. Nat’s pussy tingled and got wetter by the second. Isabella broke the lip-lock and scanned Nat’s face, her full lips curling up at the sides. She removed herself from the embrace and flung her body sideways, her head dipping below the edge of the bed. Nat heard rummaging sounds. Within a few seconds, Isabella was back, cradling something in her hand that made Nat’s mouth water and her clit pulse with anticipation.
    “I thought you’d never ask.” Nat reached for the dildo and harness, but Isabella pulled it away while shaking her head.
    “I’ll be doing the honours tonight.”
    Nat arched her eyebrows, but soon recovered from the surprise. In light of the day’s events, it made sense, despite the fact that, since Claire, Nat was always—always—the one to strap it on.
    Isabella had turned the tables on her during their unexpected conversations and now she was about to do it again.
    “As long as you’re okay with that.” Isabella’s voice was soft, but her tone insistent. Nat wouldn’t dream of saying no. She knew she needed to do it. The time had come to completely surrender to someone once again, no matter the consequences.  
    “Even in the bedroom you’re a shrink. Don’t you ever relax?” Nat shot Isabella a wide grin. She was giddy with excitement and a new sense of freedom, as if the mere thought of letting Isabella fuck her was an act of liberation from the demons that had long haunted her.
    “How easily youngsters forget.” She shook her head and a few drops of water crashed down onto Nat’s chest. “Remember the shower?” Isabella proceeded to lick the drops of Nat’s chest, her tongue swirling close to Nat’s nipples but not touching them.
    “I’ll be curious to see your strapping-on speed,” Nat whispered in her ear. “I can do it in less than five