Page 13 of Rivals and Liars

Leire laughs, but the laugh ends in a broken gasp, because when Kate looks at her like that, full of want, her whole body melts and she feels something like turbulence between her legs.

"Then take them off yourself," she breathes, stepping close enough to stand between Kate's legs as the tennis player parts them.

The redhead puts her hands on Leire's waist and holds her firmly as she kisses her abdomen first, sending a shiver that raises goosebumps all over Leire's skin. Then she traces her index fingers around the waistband slowly, looking up, searching for her lover's eager gaze.

"Don't torture me too long, please," Leire begs — her nipples are so hard from arousal they're starting to ache.

"Just a little longer."

Kate turns her, and with Leire's back to her, she pulls her underwear down very slowly, scattering kisses and bites across her ass that flood the Spanish woman's thighs with heat. Then, pressing lightly with both hands, she turns her to face her again and holds her gaze on her sex while she wets her lips. Leire feels a pull of arousal that detonates right at her clit, forcing her to press her legs together and clench to stop the burst of desire burning through her.

"Don't close your legs — open them so I can see you." The sound of Kate's low, hoarse voice makes Leire swallow.

Leire is so turned on right now she knows she could come if Kate keeps drawing this out. She shifts her feet apart, and the redhead tilts her head with disapproval.

"Not enough," she objects, and Leire has to press her legs together again, choke back the gasp that tears through her, and open them again — this time wide enough that her lover can see all the slick heat that has already spread down the inside of her thighs.

The Australian puts her hands on Leire's hips and brings her mouth close, pressing a kiss to her mound before inhaling deeply.

"You're like a damn drug," she murmurs, and Leire starts to tremble. "And today I need a really good hit."

Kate pulls back and drops onto her back on the mattress, feet still on the floor, and waits. Leire knows what she wants, and she wants it so badly she almost trips over her own feet as she climbs onto the bed, settling Kate's body between her knees as she crawls forward and positions herself directly above her head.

"Wait — stay exactly like that," Kate says, taking in the full, gorgeous sight of her wet, flushed sex with a wolfish smile that makes Leire clench twice in a row.

"Kate, please..." Leire begs, so desperate her voice comes out as a high, tight whimper.

Kate smiles, and from above Leire watches her run her tongue slowly over her lips — and decides she can't wait anymore. She drops down and grinds her need against Kate's mouth.

"Yes, God," she breathes shakily as Kate's tongue comes out deliberate and fast and moves with exactly the speed Leire needs right now.

"Put your fingers inside me," she demands, struggling to stay upright.

"Not yet," Kate answers, circling her clit with her lips and working it with her tongue while her hands grip Leire's ass.

She wants to keep drinking from her, soaking herself in the warm slickness that, from the very first time she tasted it, felt like something she knew she'd be addicted to.

"I can't take any more, Kate." Leire's voice is so strained that the redhead knows it's only seconds before she lets go — so she gives her what she needs: three fingers pushed deep, and her tongue grazing her clit in light, deliberate strokes. She knows that destroys her, and the ragged moan that tears out of Leire's throat confirms it.

Leire digs her fingers into her own thighs as the wave of her orgasm rolls through her entire body, branching out from her center and leaving her scalp buzzing and her toes curled.

"You're going to be the death of me," she says through a breathless laugh as she collapses to one side.

Kate moves across the mattress, toeing off her sneakers to lie down beside her as she unbuttons her pants and pulls them off. Leire watches her undress, and she can't help herself when Kate's small, freckled breasts are finally bare — she takes one nipple into her mouth and moves with her as the Australian strips off her underwear.

"I want to see your face when you come," Leire decides, climbing off the bed and offering Kate her hand.

She leads her to a sofa where she'd already imagined them the moment she walked into the room — Kate on top of her. She drops into the center of it and Kate straddles her.

"Are you comfortable? How's your back?" Leire asks before doing anything.

The same dark flash from when Kate arrived crosses her lover's eyes again, but it's so fleeting that Leire decides not to push.

"Fine," Kate answers.

She's uncomfortable with this too. She knows she has to talk to her, that Diane is right and if she decides to retire, Leire needs to know — but technically she hasn't lied just now. With the injection, she doesn't feel any pain, and maybe it would be easier to process everything that's happening if it still hurt.

"Then move for me, please," Leire urges in a rough whisper, sliding her hand between the redhead's legs and finding her just as wet as Leire herself.