Estel’s heart thundered against her ribs as their lips remained locked in a tender embrace, each kiss growing more passionate, more urgent. The world slowly fell away—until there was only her warmth, her fragrance, and the soft quiver of her lips. Every touch ignited something deeper, something wordless and raw, as if they were trying to memorise each other in a moment that might vanish with the dawn.

  Alice finally broke away from the kiss, gasping for air. “E…Este, please…”

  Fingers trembling, she gently traced the curve of Alice’s lips, feeling the heat of her breath on her fingertips. A fiery, irresistible craving consumed her in an instant, causing her pulse to jump madly in her throat. Their gazes caught, and she saw her pupils dite slightly, revealing the desire burning in the depths of her eyes. And those mesmerising pools of ruby-red reflected her own need for release, to give in and lose herself in Alice’s touch until there was nothing left of her at all.

  Her fingers slipped into Alice’s raven hair, desperate to close the gap between them and feel the heat of her body against hers again. Their breath intermingled in soft clouds in the chill. Then, their mouths pressed together—a maelstrom of passion that surged like a storm, wild and breathless.

  The electric charge that coursed through them was heady, dizzying, more intoxicating than anything Estel had dared to taste. Her pent-up desire unleashed itself in a low, deep moan as Alice’s mouth captured hers and gave herself over to her. Her tongue found its way inside her mouth, rolling pyfully around hers and eliciting a sharp cry. She kissed her again and again, slowly upping the heat and intensity, while her hands worked her bodice loose and undid each hook on her corset. Throwing it aside, she pushed her gown from her shoulders, tugging the long sleeves down her arms and revealing her thin chemise clinging to her skin, translucent with sweat.

  Estel’s breath caught as she gazed at her, flushed and glowing in the moonlight, her hair tousled, her lips red from kisses. Her presence, her heat, her scent enveloped her senses in an instant. A thousand unspoken thoughts surged through her, but none louder than the selfish, intimate desire to be the only one who ever saw her like this.

  With a slow, deliberate motion that made her heart skip, Alice slipped one strap off her shoulder as her eyes locked onto Estel’s with a smouldering hunger. There was no coyness now—only raw invitation. Every inch of her body was a challenge, every breath a dare. She leaned back against the fountain wall, baring more of herself to the moonlight, urging Estel to drink her in, slowly, thoroughly.

  Hot, flowing desire tingled through every cell of Estel’s body in response. Her hands shook with the sheer effort of holding herself back as she brushed down the other strap and gently nudged the fabric free, exposing the top of Alice’s delightful breasts. Bending down to cover the swollen tips with her mouth, she tasted Alice lightly, her tongue teasing her sensitive buds.

  Alice shuddered and arched into the sensation, her nails digging into her scalp in a mix of pain and desperation. Estel obliged, rolling her tongue around the pink, puckered flesh, licking and nipping and sucking it till it was red and hard and completely coated in her saliva. Her hands slid down her slender waist to her hips, feeling her body eagerly responding to her every touch as she revelled in her needy whimpers. Moving up to kiss her again, she pushed her tongue past her rosy lips, taking her time now to explore every inch of her hot, honeyed cavern while Alice’s hands slid down her back and frantically undid the cing of her gown.

  “Mhhhm—!”

  Her breath hitched in a startled gasp as Alice lifted her skirt up and boldly slipped her hand between her thighs, finding and brushing over the wetness that betrayed her desire.

  “Shh,” Alice murmured, her voice a teasing whisper against her ear, “do you want the guards to come looking for us?”

  “I-I can’t help it if you’re—”

  Estel forcibly bit down hard on her lower lip to stop herself from making another shameful sound as she felt Alice tracing her sensitive folds through the silk of her chemise. Her other hand gently pulled her neckline down, allowing her breasts to slip free from their constraints. Alice didn’t hesitate to take her perky tips to her mouth in revenge, swirling her tongue around and sucking and nibbling on each nipple eagerly.

  “D-don’t…!” She jolted and let out a loud moan without realising it, her restraint completely shattered by the sudden stimution. Her hips jerked and her breath came in ragged gasps, the pleasure intoxicating to the point of overwhelming her completely. Alice pretended not to hear her cries as her tongue shed out and thered her tips in slippery saliva, the warm, wet strokes making her whimper and squirm in wicked pleasure. Her mind and body strained for release, and her aching core throbbed with the need to be touched.

  Holy fuck. She won’t be able to control herself anymore at this rate—

  Alice paused just for a moment to search her pleading eyes, a little sultry smile dancing at the corner of her lips. Then, without waiting for her to recover, she ran her tongue along the curve of her breasts, leaving a hot trail that sent shivers down her spine, and up to her colrbone before covering her neck in a flurry of kisses.

  Amidst the haze of ecstasy, Estel suddenly found herself lying on the grass on her back, her gown pushed up over her hips as Alice pulled her in for another kiss. Their tongues caressed and entwined with each other in a slow, passionate dance, their hands roaming, touching, grasping at each other almost frenziedly. A shuddering moan vibrated in her throat as Alice suddenly inserted her finger between her heated folds and toyed with her sensitive, delicate clit.

  The indescribable sensation of something foreign entering there felt…felt addicting? Estel had no idea what to feel anymore, the only thing on her mind being pleasure and more pleasure. Alice’s finger leisurely explored every crevice, simuting spots of pleasure that Estel never knew existed. When one finger was not enough, Alice inserted another, then a third into her spasming core, producing all sorts of squelching and sloshing sounds between her thighs.

  Estel couldn’t care less about how embarrassing or lustful the nonsensical noises she was making were anymore. She could feel herself on the very edge of a precipice, about to fall, yet just couldn’t quite let it go. She needed that one push, just one more push over the edge.

  “M-more…more…don’t stop—”

  Her words were overtaken by moans after moans of unfettered pleasure as Alice seized her with an intensity beyond comprehension, her lips crashing onto hers and sucking the air from her lungs, engulfing them both in a tempest of wants and desires. She ravaged her mouth with desperate kisses, her teeth tching onto Estel’s tongue and sucking on it viciously, before drooling saliva all over her breasts and hungrily sucking her hard nipples.

  A molten fire ignited in the core of Estel’s being, bzing hotter and fiercer until every nerve, every sinew and vein of her being was consumed by scorching exhiration. Her gasps intensified into desperate cries that burst forth from the depths of her soul, and her clit pulsed and tingled so badly, demanding for more and driving her to the edge of control as she spread her legs open wide beneath Alice.

  Alice hiked a leg over her and straddled her lower back, their hot centres meeting and pressing against each other, the friction electrifying as they began rubbing against each other, harder and faster with every motion. Estel jerked ferociously in response, her dazed mind reeling from the jolts of euphoria that shot through her like clockwork. Her breaths quickened to a hyperventition of arousal, her body winding tighter and tighter, the intense ache in her core raging and crescendoing to an unbearable peak—

  “A-Alice…!”

  Her control snapping, Estel finally screamed a cry of pure rapture just before her orgasm came tearing through her in a violent explosion. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she succumbed fully to her release, her creamy juices squirting wildly all over Alice, her core convulsing from the climax.

  “Look at me, Este,” Alice coaxed, dipping her fingers into her soaked folds until every inch was coated in her release.

  Whimpering and gasping for breath, Estel watched with fascination as Alice fingered her own clit, the heady scent of her wetness mixing with her carnal fluids in a sloppy yet arousing mess. A few strokes was all it took for her to come on top of her, her thick cum creaming her wet pussy and dribbling on Estel’s legs as she spasmed and released the pent-up tension inside her core.

  Alice finally released her from her hold, a string of cum still binding them together as they basked in the afterglow of their passion. For a while, they y tangled together in the cool grass beneath the open sky, letting their breaths sync and surrendering to the embrace of each other’s warmth.

  “Este,” Alice breathed, sidling up to her. “Please, forgive me…”

  Estel buried her face into the crook of her neck, where the scent of her skin lingered—soft and earthy, tinged with the faint sweetness of wildflowers and something warmer, something unmistakably her.

  “For what?” she asked, brushing a strand of dark hair away from her face, her thumb grazing over her soft skin.

  “I lied, Este,” Alice murmured back, “I didn’t like you because you are the cool viliness character I created, or the stupid plot, or any of that nonsense.”

  She reached out to cup her face gently, her ruby-red eyes searching her own.

  “You’ve always been real to me, Este. And I love you. I’ve always loved you.”