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‘You know, you really are very, very pretty, you know.’ Mercedes said, looking straight into her eyes.
There was a pause, and then Kate felt her hand being wrapped in long soft fingers, and Mercedes’ hair against her shoulder as she leaned towards her, and then Mercedes’ lips were against hers, kissing her. Kate was aware of the softness, the sweetness, how gentle and small she was compared to a man; how lovely it felt to be kissed by women’s lips and to have soft long hair against her shoulders.
They ran up the stairs of the hotel holding hands, not noticing or caring if anyone was watching. Mercedes practically pushed Kate through the door of her hotel room, pulling her onto the bed.
It was like music running through and through her, the feel of Mercedes’ fingers in her hair, her wet kisses on her mouth. She fiddled with Kate’s earrings, trying to undo them, getting them caught up in her hair, giggling, before finally getting rid of them. Mercedes found the zip to Kate’s dress, slipping it off to reveal Kate’s big breasts spilling out of a black halter-neck bra. Kate sat on the edge of the bed, waiting, and Mercedes smiled at her, then pulled her own dress up and off in a second. She wasn’t wearing a bra, only a peach coloured thong.
Mercedes stood in front of her, her long shiny hair reaching down to her small, pointed breasts, a faint tan line visible at the edges of her pale breasts, her stomach tanned and flat. Kate’s head span, her stomach contracted. She felt heavy, unable to move, with no idea of what to do next. But then Mercedes saved her, taking Kate’s hands in hers, then kneeling down beside her on the carpet, resting her head for a moment on Kate’s thigh. Mercedes lifted her head and Kate felt her hair tickling her leg, and then Mercedes kissed her stomach, light, fluttery kisses which made her dizzy, as if she was covered in butterflies as well as full of them.
With one swift movement Mercedes let go of Kate’s hands and parted her legs, positioning herself between her knees. The kisses on her stomach continued, only now Kate had her hands free, and tentatively they found Mercedes’ shoulders and hair, feeling the movement under her hands, the bones and muscles of her arms, stroking her hair.