Stripping Away the Layers (Part Three)

Evil Rose crossed her long, shapely legs against each other.  The motion pushed chunks of frosting together between her thighs.  With a smile, she rubbed her thighs a bit to smooth out the frosting, giving a nod at Dixie.  But Dixie was still standing motionless, and Evil Rose was becoming impatient.  Her purring shifted to a low growl.  The texture of the frosting on her legs reminded her of her hunger and that she somehow had been persuaded to give up her advantage a moment ago, had imperceptibly lost her control of the situation, and most important, had lost her grip on that perfect flesh.

Dixie saw the second of indecision.  She had watched Rose take her hat, pretending to hold Dixie's authority and command.  And now she wanted Dixie to demean herself further?  Absolutely not!  She was the most dominant woman in this federation. She was the one who gave the orders around here. She was the law, and it was time the masked woman got that into her pretty little head.

The blonde summoned a teasing smile and stepped towards Evil Rose.  Her confidence was returning, and it showed even in that small step.  Evil Rose tilted her head gently to the side, watching her closely, suspicious.  This was an unexpected development, but feline curiosity was getting the better of her, and she remained still as Dixie approached.  She felt a thrilling tingle of fear as the blonde neared, but it shifted back to satisfaction as Dixie dropped to her knees in front of her.  Dixie looked up, eyes more blue than the Texas sky, piercing through the noise around them and stabbing straight into the devil's soul.

Evil Rose felt her heart skip a beat.  No one in the crowd could have seen it happen, but for the two women it represented a devastating shift, and Dixie knew her own power then.

The blue eyes smiled and then relaxed in another slow, sultry wink.  Lowering her head back down, Dixie reached for Rose's leg, tracing a single fingertip idly down the side of the long limb, then slowly back up.  Rose stared down at her, trying to hold her breath but failing to suppress an aching whine.  Dixie leaned forward and planted a single kiss upon her lower thigh.

Evil Rose could not contain a moan of pleasure as the blonde began to kiss up the length of her thigh, her soft lips lingering briefly on her skin each time before slowly tearing away, moving just a little higher with each new kiss.  Rose leaned back against the pads, watching a moment longer before her eyes slowly closed.  She purred gently, almost like a motor idling, waiting for the light to turn green and the race to begin.

Dixie continued kissing upwards, her lips hovering a teasing moment over the the bottom of Rose's swimsuit without touching, then moving up to the woman's firm stomach, kissing her navel.  Her tongue moved over her lips and then flicked out to lick up a small bit of frosting.  Her kisses flowed upwards, right to the underside of Evil Rose's large, lovely breast, where she paused again.  She ran her finger along the bottom edge of the blue bikini, tracing the line between the fabric and the emergence of flesh just beneath.

Dixie glanced back up, satisfied to find Evil Rose's eyes still closed, unable see the predatory look on Dixie's face.  Dixie looked back down and moved her hands to Rose's hips, giving each of them a quick squeeze.  She let her hands begin to slide up Rose's sides, then over each of her soft mounds, giving a softer squeeze to each one.  Rose's purring intensified with each touch, and she squirmed pleasurably in Dixie's grasp.

Her eyes opened again to see a wash of bright light.  Her head was bent back and she was looking upwards.  She was defenseless, and she didn't care.  The light was in her head, intoxicating, and she gasped in delight as Dixie gave each of her breasts another harder, longer squeeze.  Dixie let the squeeze linger before finally releasing.  Her lips took the place of her hands as she leaned in and gently planted a kiss on the left breast, and then the right.  And then she straightened and stepped back, cruelly withdrawing her touch entirely.

To be continued...