Enslaved by Colette Gale Read Free Book Online

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    Images flashed through Jane’s mind. There had been Marcine, of course, and the women in the jungle village…but that was different. She hadn’t been with them. Not in the way she suspected was about to happen now.
    “No,” she managed to say. Her mouth was dry, yet her pulse pounded and her belly was filled with the flutter of wings.
    Zenovia smiled at this—a smile that was hot and triumphant and possessive. Then she pulled Jane close and began to kiss her thoroughly, easing her into the steaming pool as she did so.
    The sensation of warm, scented water lapping gently against her sensitive skin and the damp mist, combined with the hot, slick kiss and Zenovia’s bold hands as they covered Jane’s arse, washed away the last bit of her reticence. The next thing she knew, Jane was kissing her back, their tongues thrusting strong and deep, teeth nipping gently and yet fiercely on lips, jaw, the soft part of her ear. Breasts crushed together, bodies hot and damp, hair tangled, the alluring smell of flowers and cinnamon and Zenovia…
    Still holding Jane close, Zenovia sank lower into the pool until their long hair floated around them like fiery red and corn-silk seaweed. Their bodies slipped and slid against the other, one all soft curves and the other an erotic mix of firm muscle, generous hips, and sleek, heavy globes.
    Jane realized she’d slid her legs around Zenovia’s waist, supported by the water as well as her lover’s hands. Her quim was hot and full against the taut belly beneath her, and Jane found herself unable to keep from pressing against her, jolting and nudging against the smooth skin.
    “So eager.” Zenovia laughed when she realized what Jane was doing. She released her into the pool, and Jane discovered it was deeper than she’d realized, for her feet didn’t touch the ground and she was forced to tread water to keep from slipping under.
    Holding her eyes, Zenovia sank beneath the water, and the next thing Jane knew, she was being dragged down too. She had barely enough time to snatch in a breath before the water closed around her…and so did Zenovia.
    Jane arched and nearly gasped in a mouthful of water when the other woman’s hot mouth covered one of her nipples. Hands, strong and sure, slid down along her torso, holding her at the hips as Zenovia kissed her, teasing the taut flesh with her tongue as their waterlogged bodies tangled like two mermaids.
    Jane struggled to hold her breath as Zenovia kept her below the water, feasting on her as though she were a mermaid and could breathe beneath the surface. She battled between the necessity of holding her breath while desperately needing to gasp and moan and somehow relieve the delicious lust building inside her, and Jane’s world became nothing but the pleasure of strong, delicious tugging at her nipple…incessant and demanding.
    Lights flashed behind her closed eyes, and she knew she would have to breathe soon…but the pleasure was so beautiful, so hot and strong, and her netherlips throbbed and swelled, left unattended and ignored.
    At last, just when she knew she could hold her breath no longer, Zenovia gathered her up and they shot up out of the water. Gasping and panting, Jane clung to the other woman, slipping along her curves and muscles, the world spinning and her body cool from the change of temperature.
    Before she fully came to herself, Jane felt herself lifted completely out of the water. Zenovia set her on the edge of the pool in front of her. As Jane collapsed back onto the cold tile, still panting, aroused, and lightheaded, Zenovia spread her legs, holding them wide apart by the knees.
    Jane felt as if she had burst free from some sort of chastity belt, for now, exposed and open, her quim seemed to expand and swell more fully. Her little pearl throbbed and ached for attention, and Jane felt the chill of the air against her hot, wet self.
    Zenovia made a desperate, erotic sound that shot a stab of lust through Jane, and