Chapter 5

Destiny didn’t hesitate. She knelt behind Katie, her presence a warm, dominant shadow. The first touch was a sharp, open-handed tap on Katie’s ass cheek, the sound a crisp punctuation in the quiet room. Katie gasped, the sting a bright flare of sensation that melted instantly into a throbbing warmth. “So responsive,” Destiny purred, her voice laced with satisfaction. She did it again, alternating sides, a rhythmic percussion that had Katie’s hips beginning to sway involuntarily.

Then came the wet heat of Destiny’s mouth. She didn’t start gently. She buried her face between Katie’s thighs, her tongue—a flat, wet stripe—laving a path from the sensitive skin of her ass up to her dripping pussy. Katie cried out, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the silks. Destiny’s technique was merciless. She switched between the two focal points with predatory grace, sucking and nibbling at Katie’s clit until she was whimpering, then tracing tight, wet circles around her asshole.