i'm only given clues

Chapter 6

Normani nods. "It'll be okay," she agrees and Dinah wraps her arms around her.

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She doesn't mean to let it happen. Words about cooling off and figuring things out disappear from her vocabulary too quickly and before she knows it, she's astride Dinah's waist, hands cupping her breasts, hands guiding hands downward as she pants into Dinah's mouth.

"I thought..." she groans as Dinah's fingers reach the top of her pelvis. Fingers still as she starts speaking and Dinah kisses at her neck, like the most useless and inappropriate prompt to continue, ever. All she wants to do is melt into Dinah, but they both know she needs these words. "I thought you said... cooling off..."

Dinah shakes her head and fingers skate down. She strokes haphazardly for a few seconds before changing her mind completely. Normani whimpers at the loss of fingers where she suddenly needs them most.

"D... I didn't..." she squeaks, ready to beg if she needs to.

Dinah laughs low and gruff in her ear as she forces her back to the bed, hand still hovering between her legs. "I'm not going anywhere," she breathes into her ear and, as she slowly works her way down Normani's body, Normani really wants to believe that she doesn't just mean right now.

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Dinah's not anything if not a fast learner. Her tongue moves with precision, her mouth and teeth with deadly accuracy. Her fingers stroke steadily with skill that Normani barely noticed improve and, when Normani practically screams down the hotel room from the sudden intensity of her orgasm, even Dinah looks up to stare in amazement at her own capabilities.

Normani blushes but it's not from embarrassment, more from the sudden rush of blood that goes back to her head.

"If anyone complains about the noise," she pants as Dinah returns up her body. "We'll just... we'll just tell them the person they're looking for is Camila Cabello."

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"Seriously, though," Normani says as Dinah kisses her slowly. "I thought we were cooling off?"

Dinah gasps for breath and laughs. "We're not in the Keys yet," she groans against her. "We have an hour left before we have to get ready, so..."

"Oh," Normani clicks together, moaning softly. "And we should make the..."

"Yeah..." Dinah nods and takes Normani's hand, shuddering as she pushes it between her own thighs. Normani moans at the wetness that instantly coats her fingers and slowly rolls Dinah onto her back.

"I see your point," she whispers, pushing her fingers inside of Dinah without a second thought.

Dinah groans in response as her back arches.

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They're about to start a quick round four (or maybe five, or six if last night counts too) when Normani's phone starts buzzing across the nightstand. Normani's ready to ignore it – mostly because Dinah's hovering over her with one hand on her boob – but Dinah sits up where she's straddling her and passes the phone.

"It's Ryan," she whispers, even though she hasn't accepted the call yet. Normani groans a little and presses the green button, holding the phone to her ear as she sits up to kiss Dinah's throat.

"This better be good," she says nips at the skin behind Dinah's ear, feeling her shudder.

Ryan scoffs, but it sounds like she can barely manage to put any venom or effort into it.

"Quincy's offered to buy us breakfast."

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Their quick round four (or five, or six, whatever) isn't that quick at all and the maid bangs at their door just as Dinah's jumping from the shower and Normani's drying her hair.