Back to Hannah's Place

From the Amusement Park, they drove uptown, moving away from rundown buildings and forgotten lots, to the chic and style of booming success and wealth, thanks largely to the Azure Rock’s tourism industry, past the cinema and the mall and Ravers’ Business Tower. Chloe watched it all go past, looking but not really seeing, as she thought about the experience she was about to embark on. She tried to picture the two of them, naked, wrapped in each other’s bodies, on Hannah’s bed, but it occurred to her that she had no idea what Hannah’s bed looked like, or even where she was staying.

Turning her head, Chloe looked at the blonde woman driving the car, so cool and confident, and this beautiful creature that could no doubt hook any man or woman with those sparkling blue eyes wanted Chloe. It still seemed odd to her, she had only just wrapped her head around the fact that men wanted her, to think she was actually hot even in the eyes of other women.

“I forgot to ask,” Chloe flicked her red hair back behind her shoulders. “Where are you staying?”

“Ravers’ Palace Hotel,” Hannah answered casually, as if she hadn’t just mentioned the most luxury apartment hotel in the town. “Rather than travel from home every day, Robert set me up in one of his rooms free of charge during my internship.”

“Shit.” Chloe looked around at the interior of the vehicle Robert had given Hannah. “First this car, and now a room in his finest hotel? And you said you’d make up the whiskey we drank last night. Is there really nothing going on between you and Robert?”

“You getting jealous already?” Hannah laughed, making Chloe blush as red as her hair. “I mean, sort of. There’s been some teasing and suggestions, but nothing has happened yet. Maybe it would have at the cabin if it weren’t for you meddling kids, ha.”

“Well, it still ended up being a pretty good night for you either way,” Chloe smiled, remembering. “Are you sure he won’t be bothered about you being in a relationship with another person?”

“OH, so we’re gonna have a relationship?” Hannah teased. “I thought you just wanted me to take you back to my place and fuck you.”

“I mean…I thought…,” Chloe’s face burned scarlet again as she blustered.

“Relax,” Hannah said, laughing again as she placed a hand on Chloe’s leg, squeezing the muscle through the leggings. “We can figure all this out in the morning. What we are and what we want. Tonight, should just be about getting to know each other better and enjoying each other.”

“And Robert?” Chloe asked again.

“I wouldn’t worry about him. He’s getting plenty of attention from elsewhere,” Hannah replied, and then, upon seeing Chloe’s confusion, she shook her head and added, “It’s not important, and besides, we’re almost here.”

Chloe felt her stomach flutter at the acknowledgement that they would soon arrive at the hotel, understanding the underlying implication that soon they would be fucking. Just the two of them, two girls, fucking. Just the thought of it, new and exciting sent a shiver up along Chloe’s spine. She remembered how good it felt to have Hannah on her body last night, naked, skin to skin, and wondered how different it would feel tonight, no games, no whiskey, no one else fucking nearby. Just them, as Hannah put it, enjoying each other.

Hannah left the car with a valet, another usher opening the door for Chloe. Chloe blushed and thanked the man, suddenly feeling very under-dressed and out of her depth. Hannah took her hand and led her through the hotel, another usher opening the door to them. A dark-skinned man greeted Hannah at the front desk, recognising her and allowing her to pass freely. Chloe cowered, wanting to run, but resting in the warm, gentle feeling of Hannah’s hand in hers. The last guardian, an usher by the elevator, smiled and nodded as they stepped inside.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, Hannah’s hand left Chloe’s, moving up to grab her waist, simultaneously pulling her close and pressing her back against the side of the lift. Chloe’s raised her hands too, cupping Hannah’s face as the blonde pressed the lips to hers. Unlike the Ferris Wheel, there was no hesitancy in Chloe this time, instantly opening her mouth to Hannah’s, their tongues snaking together, mingling and dancing. Their lips smacked and slurped as they drank each other in, feeling their body heat melting the pair into one.

Hannah’s lips left Chloe’s mouth, licking at her one last time as she moved down along the redhead’s jaw line, at the same time as her hand slipped south from her hips, grazing along Chloe’s pelvis, pressing between her legs. Once again, Chloe could feel Hannah’s hand close enough to the steaming heat between her legs and knew that she must be able to tell how turned on she was without ever actually touching. This time Hannah pressed on though, her fingers making contact with Chloe’s pussy through her leggings, finding it malleable and wet, squishing softly as Hannah’s digits pressed Chloe’s borrowed panties against her lower lips.

“Ah, I can’t believe…I can’t believe you brought me here like this,” Chloe sighed, Hannah’s fingers rubbing gently back and forth over her gusset of her panties through her bottoms. “I, ah, I feel so uh, under-dressed.”

“No way,” Hannah said between kisses. “If anything, you’re overdressed. We NEED to get some of these clothes off.”

Chloe giggled, and considered taking off her peplum top, and letting Hannah see the caged blue bra she’d picked out from Heather’s suitcase, but another realisation stopped her. “Hah, Hannah, do they have ah, camera in the elevator?”

“Probably,” Hannah said, pulling away and turning to look up at the roof of the elevator, smiling and waving, while giving anyone watching a clear view of her other hand, moving back and forth between Chloe’s legs. “You wanna give them a show?” Before Chloe could answer though, the elevator dinged, reaching its destination and the doors opened. Hannah’s hand took Chloe’s again, and this time she could feel that some of her fingertips were damp from where Chloe’s juices had seeped right through the underwear and leggings onto her hand.

“I have to admit…” Hannah said, as they reached the door and she drew out a cardkey from her skirt pocket. “I’m glad we didn’t go any further in the elevator. I want you all to myself tonight.”

Chloe bit her lip as she stepped inside the room, Hannah flicking on the lights behind her as she walked in behind. The short entrance hall led to a large L-shaped open plan room. In front of her immediately was a kitchen/dining area, while just around the corner was a set of stairs and the living room. The décor was stylish yet minimalist, focusing on space and flow. The wall opposite the entrance that ran from the kitchen right along to the end of the living space was covered in large glass panes, so wide and clear it almost looked like there was no wall at all, that if Chloe stepped forward and just kept walking she could drop right off the edge of the room and plummet down 43 stories to her ****.

Hannah moved quietly, like a cat, and Chloe was so mesmerised by the view, that she didn’t realise the blonde was beside her until she was, her hand coming to rest on Chloe’s back and her lips meeting hers as Chloe’s head turned to meet her. They kissed, deep and wanting, but short. Hannah pulled away, strands of their saliva hanging from their lips, and looked at Chloe expectantly.

“Should we move to the bedroom?” Chloe asked, chewing on her bottom lip and looking towards the stairs behind the living room. “Is it up there?”

“There’s two bedrooms and two bathrooms up there, though one is an ensuite of the master bedroom. We can go there right away, if you want,” Hannah suggested. “Or we can take our time.”

As horny and wet as the gorgeous redheaded teen was, she was also nervous. This was her first time seriously being with a woman, no threesomes, no foursomes, no playing around. Maybe taking their time would sooth her nerves…if, that is, she could deny the cravings of her ****, needy pussy any longer…