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‘Just us,’ Nadia said, taking Claire’s hand. ‘Mark, you can listen at the door.’
In the bedroom she stripped Claire completely, then herself. Nadia’s body was all curves, dark nipples, a neat strip of hair. They tumbled onto the bed kissing, tongues sliding, hands everywhere.
Nadia pushed Claire down and sucked her nipples one after the other, biting gently, until Claire was arching off the bed. Then she kissed down her belly and spread her thighs wide.
‘You’re dripping,’ Nadia whispered, and licked her slowly from arse to clit.
Claire had never been eaten by a woman. It was nothing like a man. Soft, precise, merciless. Nadia fluttered her tongue over her clit, then pushed three fingers inside and curled them until Claire felt herself gushing. She came squirting across Nadia’s face, crying out, and through the door she heard Mark groan.
‘Now me,’ Nadia said, and straddled Claire’s face.
Claire buried her tongue in her colleague’s pussy, tasting her for the first time, salty and sweet. Nadia rode her face, grinding hard, grabbing the headboard, swearing filthily until she came, thighs clamping Claire’s head.
They lay tangled, panting. Nadia stroked her hair and smiled a little wickedly.
‘Monday,’ she said. ‘Staff room, lunchtime. The door locks. And I’ll text Mark the instructions, not you.’
Claire’s heart pounded. Then her phone buzzed on the bedside table. It was Mark, from the other side of the door: ‘Yes.’
What happens next? More paths are coming soon.