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of the world, and she seemed dazed. Exhaling, she urged Kate to crawl up until they were lying face-to-face. Kate’s lower body rested between Erato’s spread thighs. She hadn’t even met the woman before an hour ago, and now they lay tangled together, smelling of sex.
    “You’re perfect,” Kate murmured.
    The compliment earned her a playful kiss. “I could say the same. Excellent technique, Kate.”
    “Why, thank you.”
    “Shall I return the favor?” Erato gave her a wicked little smile before nipping playfully at her lower lip. “I absolutely adore cunnilingus.”
    Caught between arousal and a giggling fit, Kate considered the request. Her body was on fire, and the idea of discovering what Erato could do with her tongue sent shivers to the tips of her toes. Yet she had a very different kind of desire—one she’d never felt before. None of her previous lovers had been as feminine as Erato, and something about her soft, full curves and pliant nature made Kate want to be inside of her when she came.
    Erato ran her fingers up Kate’s arm. “Whatever you want.”
    It wouldn’t take much. She’d been close before taking off her clothes, and that was before she’d eaten out a Greek muse. Swept away by an errant desire—borrowed from a scene in one of her early novels—she placed her hand on Erato’s throat and bent so their faces were inches apart. Stroking a pulse point on the slender neck with her thumb, Kate kissed full lips with tenderness. “Roll onto your stomach, please.”
    A moan further bolstered Kate’s confidence. Erato swiped at her top lip with the tip of her tongue, then obeyed. She folded her hands beneath her head and tossed a playful glance over her shoulder. If she was uncomfortable being in a completely vulnerable position, she didn’t show it. “What now?”
    “Now I’m going to come.” Kate climbed on top of Erato, planting her knees on either side of her thighs. She lowered her hips until she rested on top of the luscious body. As she’d hoped, the full, round backside she’d admired in the kitchen provided a perfect point of friction for her throbbing sex. She pressed her face into dark hair and ground herself into Erato’s ass, delighting in the pantomime of penetration.
    “Does that feel good?” Erato lifted her hips, angling herself so well that Kate’s hips pumped faster automatically as she chased the orgasm she’d been denied earlier. “Don’t stop fucking me, baby.”
    Kate reached between their bodies and spread herself open with her fingers, pressing hard against Erato’s backside. Her clit glided across soft, warm skin, more swollen and distended than ever before. She imagined penetrating Erato with it, sliding into the slick channel of her pussy—or perhaps even better, the tight pucker of her ass. Aware that she was rapidly approaching release, Kate pushed the hair off Erato’s cheek and kissed her ear.
    “Careful,” Kate whispered, “I think you’ve woken the sleeping beast.”
    “I’m glad to hear that.” Somehow Erato managed to sound incredibly dignified even while being humped from behind. “Because it was my intention.”
    “Then well played.” She slid both hands under Erato’s chest, cupping her breasts. Lust like she’d never felt burned through her like wildfire, freeing her from any inhibitions. She thrust her hips wildly, mouth pressed against Erato’s neck, inhaling her intoxicating natural perfume. “Because this feels incredible.”
    “Please, let me feel your climax,” Erato murmured in a sweet, low voice. “Let go for me, Kate. Use me and let go.”
    An almost feral growl bubbled up in Kate’s chest. She removed her hands from Erato’s breasts and planted them on the mattress beside her head, using the newfound leverage to rock harder against the firm backside. Her hips began to jerk and she gritted her teeth, certain that her journey was about to end. Turned on by the sight of Erato, so submissive beneath her, Kate