ALICE Ch 214

Alice remembers the first time she was with Cosette. How exciting it was. She knows exactly what it’s like to be so excited that rational thought goes away and desire takes over the entire brain. She felt it with Kylie, with Cosette, and with crushes in the past. It’s a powerful ****. So powerful that it has a billionaire naked on her knees in a hotel bathroom, sucking cock like a porn star.

Alice is tired and turned on enough not to bother grappling with wondering if she’s a bad person for doing this or enjoying it. She sits on the lip of the toilet, leaning back with one hand firmly on top of Irina’s head.

She lets out a little grunt, and Irina stops sucking to look up.

Alice has her by the hair. She doesn’t pull, but she makes it clear that she’s firm and in charge.

“What?” she says, a little breathlessly as Irina looks up at her, an un-asked question in her eyes. “Worried I’ll finish before you get yours? Let me worry about that.” She pushes Irina’s head down, and the older woman goes back to work without question, slurping.

Alice holds out for as long as she can, which is a respectable interval because she did just leave half her body weight in cum inside Sasha, who is fast asleep at the other end of the suite.

Alice gets up and uses Irina’s hair to tilt her head back. She wants to let Irina just finish her with her mouth, but that’s not enough.

“Open,” she says, pushing with the head of her cock. Irina opens up and Alice jerks it, shoves it into Irina’s mouth, then pulls it out and jerks it some more. She groans as she spurts onto Irina’s tongue, lips, and chin. “Fuck!” It’s almost a shout.

Alice takes deep breaths. Irina swallows and licks her lips. A few errant drops drip from her chin to roll down her breasts.

“Good.” Alice runs her hand through Irina’s hair. “That’s good.” Being in charge doesn’t mean that she can’t give credit where it’s due. It’s the best head she’s ever had. She helps Irina up and kisses her, squeezing her ass hard with both hands. Irina squirms delightedly in her arms, all urgent need.

“I’m fast,” Alice murmurs into the kiss. “Not that fast.” She digs her nails into Irina’s buttock, and Irina shivers, letting out a shuddering breath. Her hand is on Alice’s soft, sticky cock, desperately fondling. “What did I just say?” Alice puts her hand between Irina’s legs.

Irina gasps and nearly falls. Alice pushes her to the sink, where Irina happily plants her palms and bends over to offer herself up.