As Trent's hands explored her legs and hips, Ava pulled herself into a sitting position so that she was facing him.  Her hands slid up his bare chest, stopping with one to pinch his flat nipple, twisting it between long, manicured fingers.  "You're not so bad yourself."  She couldn't help but compare his body to Raiga's.  Both men were attractive, but their bodies were completely different.<br/><br/>She slid forward so that she sat facing him, her hands moving up to his shoulders, her legs wrapped around his hips.  She leaned in to claim another kiss, equally passionate and hungry, her tongue exploring his mouth as her hands slid down his back to cup his tight backside.<br/><br/>The sounds of Raiga and Katrina in the next bed, talking, kissing, drove her on, excited her beyond reason.  She couldn't wait to watch them, to have them watch her.  With any luck, it would be a long night.