<div align="center"> (http://www.prettydesigns.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Olivia-Wilde-Hairstyles-Alluring-Side-swept-Hairstyle.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f2/f6/b0/f2f6b0fd6b8c3a6dcc6f97a77567f237.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://sits-pod39.demandware.net/dw/image/v2/BBFD_PRD/on/demandware.static/-/Sites-bouxavenue-master-catalog/default/dw79ce5e43/201599_01BL_0_FR.jpg?sw=680&amp;sh=918&amp;sm=fit)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"This is wonderful Olivia. I'll give you until dawn to stop!" #<em>Tiny Giggle</em></span></span><br/><br/>Olivia's lips warmed into a smile.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>Careful, I may just take it.</em></span>- she thought... willing to be Jaclyn's latest teacher of the age old lesson that one should be careful what they wished for.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Mmmmm yes! Better than okay!<br/><br/>Olivia felt an increasing tinge of pride in her work. This was art. Not business. This was crafting sensations in Jaclyn's body that would have the girl at her fingertips if she did it well enough. Olivia enjoyed the art of sensual seduction, she enjoyed the thrill of turning people on, and sometimes that meant a direct assault on the usual suspects when it came to getting someone off. Other times... it was a siege. It took time... isolation... and control.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Excellent."</span> Olivia uttered as she placed another light kiss, this time on Jaclyn's right shoulder. <br/><br/>Olivia's hands made their way back toward Jaclyn's neck, but a different approach to the massage this time.<br/><br/>Small circular gestures of her fingertips, not behind the neck, but beside it... and leaning down in front. Standing behind her... Olivia's hands not reached in front of Jaclyn's shoulders and this time they weren't warming flesh with methodical hot squeezes. This time, the fingertips were simply grazing along the toned outline of Jaclyn's chest. Those fingertips slid about the crease of Jaclyn's neck, registering the bone line, the dip and landscape from neck to cleavage. <br/><br/>It held a purpose... again designed to send tingling sensations and streaking goosebumps, so it was still technically a massage, but it also blurred with suggestive flirtation as Olivia's fingers reached the border of her top just above her breasts. <br/><br/>It's a game... small movement of Olivia's fingers threatening to weigh down the garment, but not doing it just yet. <br/><br/>Another kiss to the back of her neck... and then a faster kiss to her other shoulder. Olivia's face is spending more and more time so close to the blond's neckline... letting her breath warm the skin for longer. <br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>"You are... exquisite."</em></span> she utters in more of a whisper than her earlier words. It's a purr, a light, ever so subtle purr of the words that do nothing to hide her attraction. <br/><br/>And while her lips pepper Jaclyn's opposite shoulder with a soft trail of kisses, Olivia's fingers make a move, stopping their idle grazing of circular strides near Jaclyn's cleavage in exchange for a more focused downward slither.<br/><br/>The supple flesh of her breast starts where the toned lining of her chest itself wanes, and Olivia's right hand seeks to glide down toward Jaclyn's right breast suggestively. She doesn't quite intend to pull down the pj top yet, but she's unsure of how long it will last as her hand slides between fabric and flesh. The fingertips enter first... then the knuckles... slow... methodical... the palm drawn down by those slithering fingers as more and more of Olivia's right hand slithers down to Jaclyn's right breast inside her top. The left hand rests over the other shoulder, fingertips still daintily circling at that side of Jaclyn's upper chest.<br/><br/>Indeed... Olivia may well resemble that ultimate temptress, taking and testing what Jaclyn will let her do. How far she can go, how long she can help herself to the body in front of her.<br/><br/>Another kiss to the neck line, a low purring murmur of... well... it's not even a word, but for the first time, Olivia's right hand is placed firmly over Jaclyn's right breast, able to give it it's first proper fondle and massaging squeeze.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Mmmm..."</span></span></span>