Her lips were closed now, her face placid, but her nostrils flared softly with increased breath.  She gently cupped her hands alongside Ashleigh's jaw, studying her delicate features, vulnerable under the tough surface.  Her dark eyes closed and opened once more slowly, and her breasts rose and fell as she leaned in to close the gap between where the two women stood, softly pressing them just above Ashleigh's.  She made no move to stop her hands, shifting her weight from one foot to the other to brace herself evenly.<br/><br/>"This isn't part of the deal," she said in a husky breath, her eyes narrow and her features cool despite her obvious arousal.  "I'm not buying you.  I want to teach you.  I want you to be free."  She placed her hands on Ashleigh's waist and glided them under her Nirvana tank top, caressing her lower back with strong, warm fingers.  "But I want you."<br/><br/>Her hands roamed up under Ashleigh's shirtless back, feeling the slope of her waist, the flare of her ribs, the curve of her spine... her belly button showed where the shirt rode up under Izzy's caress.<br/><br/>"It's not the Ritz Carlton," she whispered, her breath tickling Ash's lips.  "But maybe one day."  She released Ashleigh's lower back and cupped her elbows in a silent 'yes', and arched her back to give the young woman full access to her,  as she watched, her dark lashes half-closed, for every reaction.