Petra opened the door of her penthouse, after a late evening at work, to a dimly lit suite that smelled delightfully of honey almond and spiced vanilla. As she made her way into her room, it took quite a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the sight: a myriad of scented candles sprawled adorningly throughout the room; the bed stripped of its usual comforters and replaced with a large purple, grey, and black textured Nolita bath towel; a blindfold, an ice pale filled with two chilled bottles of Prosecco, and two empty champagne glasses neatly set on the dresser.
JR stood next to the record player in a wine red silk robe swaying back and forth to the Isley Brothers record she'd just put on.
The warm hue and intoxicatingly sweet aroma might have made Petra light-headed, which was only exacerbated by the sight of JR's hips in movement, but she was pretty sure she hadn't missed an important event. Although Petra prided herself on her preparedness and scheduling savvy, rivaled only by Jane Villenueva, she still racked her brain in momentary doubt as she took in the romantic affair.
"It's not a birthday or anniversary or -" Petra ticked off assuredly outloud.
"No." JR interrupted handing the blonde one of the glasses of wine. "It's a Friday", she said smiling, before kissing Petra tenderly on the cheek.
They both took a large sip of the white as Petra admired the set up, and JR her.
"What do you smell?" JR asked.
"Mmm, spiced vanilla and apple" Petra answered blithely, breathing in the intoxicating aroma while taking another sip.
"What do you hear?"
"Motown, I think? Whatever it is, it's sexy" Petra replied slightly hesitantly.
"Mmhmm, and taste?", JR moved in closer to the blonde.
Petra took another leisurely swig of her wine to savor before answering, "Quite expensive Prosecco". She smiled as she twirled the glass around.
"And lastly, what do you see?"
"Candles, lots of candles-", Petra began before it suddenly dawned on her. "Are we doing what I think we are doing tonight?", squeaking out the last part with a mixture of excitement and nerves.
"Mmhmm" JR nodded alluringly, before grabbing the blindfold and strolling over to Petra. Petra picked up a candle and observed it intently, "Yumm, this smells lovely. Where did you get it? That great place on Trapp Ave?"
"No." JR explained softly. "These were ordered special. They're not normal wax candles, they're massage candles. Soy based, lower melting point, basically turns into massage oil on the skin."
"I'm trying to give you orgasms, not second degree burns" JR added in, smirking jestfully at the last part. "Now, come here", she ordered playfully, bringing Petra's back to rest snuggly against her as she leaned against the dresser. "So, Are you ready?"
"Definitely!" Petra uttered confidently, taking a final sip of her drink, before setting it down and turning in her lover's arms. JR then slid the blindfold over her head and eyes, telling her not to remove the mask until told so. "This will heighten every sense, I promise", she said sexily before placing two gentle kisses over the newly-masked lids.
She began disrobing Petra slowly taking in each curve; unzipping her dress and matching garmet set, trailing kisses wherever her hands led. JR ran her warm hands lazily up Petra's legs and around her hips as she gently kissed her way up the blonde's body, repeating between kisses: "Now, what do you smell?" kiss "Hear?" kiss "See?" kiss "Taste?" Petra whimpered breathlessly as JR skimmed her lips teasingly before finally slipping her tongue in, "You."
JR gleamed at that admission and took Petra's hands, leading her to the bed. She guided her carefully on the pillow and large textured towel before climbing onto Petra, straddling her legs just below her waist.
JR leaned over and slowly began to massage the tension from Petra's tight and nerve ridden shoulders, causing Petra to hum in contentment as her muscles softened againt the warm and attentive rub down. JR's hands eventually left the blonde's shoulders, using her fingertips to softly trace up and down the entirety of her back, just barely grazing the skin with feather-light touch.
After several passes, JR took both hands and raked them, languidly, down Petra's back, digging her nails into the freshly softened flesh. Petra sucked in air between her teeth and squirmed at the unsuspected clawing, but smiled hearing the groan JR released as Petra's ass bucked into her clothed pelvis.
Petra bounced brazenly on the bed, purposefully and repeatedly bringing her ass in contact with JR's center with every upswing. The brunette lost focus, closing her eyes and enjoying the perfectly round, soft, cheeks slap against her clit. Dampening with every collision, eyes half-hooded and dusky, it took JR several moments to refocus. After succeeding, she cheekily slapped Petra's defiant ass, stilling her.
"You ready?" JR asked hungrily. Petra nodded, double checking the safe word with her lover. The blindfold heightened a long deafening silence of anticipation as JR leaned over Petra gathering things. She tested a small drop on her arm before finally holding the candle out steady, at arm's length, about 24 inches in the air and tilting.
The sizzling drop cooled slightly in its decent, landing with a sizable splosh on Petra's left shoulder blade, sending a fevered sting through a small radius of her back. Petra hissed at the contact, stiffening her back and hoisting her neck off the bed. JR repeated the action, without lapse, on the right shoulder blade, causing a burning to ring out over the entire shoulder.
Before the heat could sink in, JR spread each droplet around Petra's upper back, dissipating the blaze into an intoxicating warmth that diffused from the top of Petra's back down to her core. JR continued that incendiary pattern down the length of Petra's back; causing Petra to hiss, writhe, and moan as each steamed droplet hit her skin and dispersed about her flesh.
JR gave Petra several moments to catch her breath and adjust to the intensity, before leaning down to check in on her, nibbling on her ear. She took the muffled moan into the covers and the hand entangled in her hair, keeping the brunette in place, as a sign of assurance.
Next, JR toyed with shapes and depth, admiring her handicraft and the sounds she made Petra produce at every turn. She varied the height from which she poured the wax, the amount, the location keeping Petra excruciatingly aroused and nerve endings overwhelmingly sensitized. Blindfolded, the variance left Petra agonizingly unaware of the next insult: an 'X' poured from a foot up which seared like a whip before dripping off into the towel; a circle streamed from higher, pooling in her dimples of venus like a hot spring before hardening; or a spiral drizzled on the inside of her thigh that reddened and sent heat to her clit like a forest fire before cooling and leaving her dripping. Her tender skin and heightened senses left her deliciously on edge trying to predict.
Petra took a long breath preparing herself for the next slate of increasing heat, when a single drop of freezing cold water rolled down the center of her back into the crevice of her buttocks. JR, ice cube in mouth, followed that trail from the nape of Petra's neck all the way down, while dropping little blistering sprinkles of wax behind her. Petra screamed, stiffened, and jerked violently at the unexpected temperature change.
Petra was thunderstruck; her entire body one overloaded sensate live wire. The mixture of extreme temperatures overwhelmed her neuroreceptors sending endorphins flooding to her core.
JR kissed her way down Petra's legs to see the damage; the site itself when she spread the blonde's legs made her moan audibly and lick her lips. Petra was swollen and sticky, panting, and in severe need of release. JR ran her finger through Petra's slit, collecting her warm arousal before entering her at once. Petra cried out in one long satisfied moan. This wouldn't take long. JR slid in and out a few times while Petra twisted in ecstasy, before holding her down, and adding a second finger. The brunette picked up the pace, Petra's increased swearing letting her know she was at the edge.
Knowing that Petra was close, JR finished her ice cube, spread Petra's cheeks and gently rimmed her bottom, before sticking her cold tongue all the way in. Petra thrashed and came immediately, "OH MY FUCCKK", she shrieked and quivered repeatedly, whispering baby and reaching for JR when she eventually came down.
JR was preoccupied though, she stepped back and quickly undressed while zeroing in on her tormenter. It was glistening in melted massage oil, a well lathered pink, and still slightly bouncing from Petra's aftershocks; JR felt as if she was seeing red, a lust-filled object of obsession.
She slithered up Petra, nipples hardening with each contact her breasts made with the woman's overheated skin, until she reached her target. JR slid back and forth up the arch of Petra's ass, watching mesmerized as her pussy glided across the flesh. God this woman's ass was perfect. She slid her tongue down the perspiration collecting at the nape of Petra's neck, before biting down on her shoulder, rearing back, and slamming into her. It was a pummeling; a haze of heat, sweat, desperate desire, primal grunts, and the sound of flesh slapping echoing throughout the penthouse.
JR couldn't hear Petra's pleading in her fog of arousal, but a part of her instinctively knew her partner's needs. She reached under them and gave Petra's clit the attention it badly craved; passionately rubbing the senstive bud. They both fell over the edge with a wail seconds later; Petra's nails in JR's ass and the brunette planting sloppy, doting kisses in the blonde's hair.
JR rolled off, bringing Petra with her and removed her blindfold. They stared in eachother's eyes before both breaking the silence breathlessly in unison, "Wow!"