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The heavy hotel door swung shut behind them with a dull thud, sealing Alessia and Maya inside their dimly lit room, winner’s medal hanging round their necks. The scent of alcohol and sweat clung to their skin, their laughter still breathless from the night’s chaos.
Alessia stumbled first, her knees buckling as she crashed onto the bed with a muffled groan, her body sinking into the plush mattress. She didn’t even bother kicking off her shoes, just sprawled there, limbs splayed, her blonde hair fanned out like ink on the crisp white sheets. The room spun lazily around her, the buzz of vodka still humming in her veins.
Maya didn’t hesitate. She followed, her body landing half on top of Alessia, one knee pressing into the mattress between her thighs. The weight of her was perfect, just enough to pin Alessia down without crushing her. Their lips found each other in the dark, messy and desperate, tongues sliding together in a sloppy rhythm. Alessia tasted like cheap tequila and something sweeter, something that made Maya’s stomach tighten. Her fingers curled into the fabric of Alessia’s shirt, gripping tight as she deepened the kiss, her free hand already wandering south.
Alessia moaned into Maya’s mouth when those fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her pants, pressing against the damp heat between her legs. The fabric of her underwear was already sticky, her body reacting before her mind could catch up.
“Fuck—” she gasped, breaking the kiss just long enough to suck in a shuddering breath. “I don’t know if I have the energy for that.”
Maya pulled back just enough to smirk against her lips, her fingers still teasing, circling lazily over the soaked cotton. “That just means I have to do all the work.” Her voice was rough, thick with the promise of what was coming.
She didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, she sat up just enough to yank Alessia’s blouse over her head, tossing it somewhere onto the floor. The cool air hit Alessia’s skin, making her nipples tighten instantly, her sports bra doing little to hide how hard they were.
Maya’s mouth followed the path her hands had started. She kissed down Alessia’s throat, her lips hot and wet, tongue flicking out to taste the salt of her skin. Alessia arched beneath her, a whimper escaping when Maya’s teeth grazed her collarbone before moving lower. The bra came next, unhooked with practiced ease, and then Maya’s mouth was on her, sucking one nipple between her lips while her fingers rolled the other. Alessia’s back bowed off the bed, her hands flying to Maya’s hair, gripping tight. “Shit—Maya, fuck—”
Maya didn’t let up. She switched sides, lavishing the same attention on the other nipple while her free hand worked at Alessia’s pants. She was tugging the fabric down Alessia’s hips with it in one smooth motion. She tried to press her thighs together, but Maya was already there, her palm sliding up the inside of one thigh, pushing them apart.
“Look at you,” Maya murmured, her breath hot against Alessia’s skin. “Already so fucking wet.” She didn’t wait. She leaned in, pressing her mouth against the damp fabric of Alessia’s panties, her tongue dragging slow and deliberate over it.
Alessia jerked beneath her, a broken sound tearing from her throat. “Maya—fuck, please—”
“Please what?” Maya’s voice was a tease, her lips brushing against Alessia’s clit through the thin barrier. “You want me to stop?”
“No—don’t you fucking dare—”
Maya chuckled, low and dark, before hooking her fingers into the waistband of Alessia’s panties and pulling them down. The fabric stuck for a second, clinging to her slick folds, before giving way. Alessia was bare beneath, her pussy glistening, swollen with need. The air hit her bare pussy, the wetness there embarrassing, obvious.
Maya groaned at the sight, her own body throbbing in response. “Fuck, you’re dripping.”
She didn’t give Alessia time to respond. Instead, she kissed her way up the inside of one thigh, her lips soft, her tongue flicking out to taste the skin there. Alessia’s muscles trembled beneath her, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. When Maya finally reached her destination, she didn’t hesitate. She buried her face between Alessia’s legs, her tongue dragging through her folds in one long, slow lick.
“Oh— Fuck!” Alessia’s hands flew to Maya’s hair, her fingers tangling in the dark strands, pulling just enough to make Maya groan against her.
The vibration of it sent a jolt straight to Alessia’s clit, her hips jerking up off the bed. Maya did it again, her tongue flattening, lapping at her like she was something delicious, something she couldn’t get enough of.
Alessia’s moans filled the room, broken and needy, her thighs trembling as she ground her pussy against Maya’s mouth. “More—please, more—”
Maya obliged. She focused on her clit, her tongue circling, flicking, pressing just hard enough to make Alessia’s breath hitch. Her fingers joined in, two of them sliding inside her with ease, curling just right to hit that spot that made Alessia’s vision whiten at the edges.
“Maya—I’m gonna—fuck—”
“Cum for me,” Maya growled against her, the words vibrating through Alessia’s entire body. “I want to taste it.”
That was all it took. Alessia’s orgasm crashed over her, her back arching, her thighs clamping around Maya’s head as she rode out the waves. Her release was thick, sweet, coating Maya’s tongue, her chin, her lips. Maya didn’t pull away. She kept licking, kept sucking, drawing out every last shudder until Alessia’s thighs started shaking around her, her chest heaving.
The room was silent except for the sound of their ragged breathing. Maya finally lifted her head, her lips glistening, her smile wicked. She swiped her thumb over her bottom lip, collecting what was left of Alessia’s cum before sucking it into her mouth with a slow, deliberate pop.
Alessia watched her through half-lidded eyes, her body still humming, her skin slick with sweat. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to.
Maya crawled up the bed, hovering over her, their faces inches apart. “Still think you don’t have the energy?” she murmured, her voice rough with desire.
Alessia's lips crashed into Maya’s, tasting herself on her tongue, salty and sweet, mingling with the lingering burn of tequila. She moaned into the kiss, her hands sliding up Maya’s back, gripping her tight. Her fingers found the edge of Maya’s shirt, tugging it up, breaking the kiss just long enough to yank it over her head and toss it aside. Maya’s bra followed, Alessia pulling it off, baring those perfect breasts, her nipples already hard and begging for attention.
Maya lowered herself onto Alessia, their bare chests pressing together, the heat between them intensified. Alessia’s hands found Maya’s breasts, cupping them, squeezing just enough to make Maya gasp. Her fingers tweaked the peaked nipples, rolling them between her fingers as Maya’s breath hitched, her hips rocking against Alessia’s in a slow, torturous rhythm. Alessia arched under her, sucking one nipple into her mouth, then the other, her tongue swirling around the hard buds as she heard Maya groan.
“Fuck, Less—” Maya panted, her voice thick with need. “You’re gonna make me cum like this.”
Alessia didn’t stop. She dared a hand lower, finding the waistband of Maya’s pants, hooking her fingers into them. “Get these off,” she ordered, her voice barely recognizable, rough with desire.
Maya didn’t argue. She shifted back just enough to shimmy out of her shorts, kicking them off the bed. She was left in just a pair of black panties, her wetness already soaking through the fabric. Alessia’s breath hitched at the sight, her own body responding, her own wetness a reminder.
Maya pulled down her panties and stretched Alessia’s legs wife open, she didn’t wait. She positioned herself on top of Alessia again, their legs scissoring together. Her hips rolled against Alessia’s, their clits grinding together in a sticky mess. Maya moaned, letting her head fall back, her hands pressing into the mattress beside Alessia’s head. Alessia’s hands found her hips, urging her on, their bodies moving together in a frantic rhythm.
The sound of their mixed moans echoed in the small room. It was loud and obscene and absolutely perfect. Their hips moved faster, the friction of their skin together, the scent of their arousal, the feeling of their bodies slipping together, it was too much.
Maya was the first to tip over the edge, her breath catching, her body tightening as her orgasm tore through her. But she didn’t stop, her hips still rolling, carrying Alessia with her. Alessia’s own climax crazy in her ears, her back arching as she came, stars blurring her vision.
Maya collapsed onto the bed beside Alessia, shaking and slick with sweat. Alessia kissed her all over, her lips tracing a path along her jaw, down the column of her throat, then back up to her mouth. It was tender, almost reverent, a stark contrast to the wild abandon of moments before.
“Holy fuck,” Maya gasped between kisses, her body still tremoring. “You are fucking incredible.”
Alessia laughed breathlessly, pulling her close, their bodies still entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal. The room was a mess, their clothes scattered, the sheets twisted, but neither of them cared.