At Residence 11, we want to bring you the latest in romance and erotic stories from top authors. Below is an excerpt from New Year’s contemporary f/f romance novella Party Favors by Erin McLellan.

Amanda kneeled on the seat of the hot tub, facing out, and pressed her elbows to the wooden deck around the outside of it. Every part of her was out of the water except her thighs, knees, calves, and feet.

It should have been cold, but it wasn’t. She was burning up.

She heard a splash as Wren moved up behind her. This position made Amanda feel particularly vulnerable and on display. Even more so when Wren strong-armed Amanda’s legs farther apart, opening her up for Wren’s eyes.

Any other time Amanda had been laid out on elbows and knees, it had been for uninspiring doggy-style. She knew that wasn’t what Wren had in store for her.

The anticipation tightened Amanda’s muscles. It took every ounce of her willpower not to stick her ass in Wren’s face as Wren’s breath ghosted over the inside of her thigh.

Water sluiced down Amanda’s back, droplets slipping over all her most sensitive skin. Wren gripped Amanda’s ass cheeks with her wet hands and spread her farther apart.

Amanda realized she would let Wren do anything she wanted. She trusted her implicitly. She knew everything Wren did to her body was to make Amanda feel good.

An achy eagerness rippled through Amanda’s pussy, and when Wren placed a kiss over Amanda’s clit, Amanda’s elbows almost gave out. Wren’s mouth was so warm. Hotter than the water in the hot tub.

Wren’s nose rubbed through her folds as she licked over Amanda’s clit, and it was so dirty. Amanda had never experienced oral in this position. It felt extra naughty.

Last night had been quick and dreamy. Today, Amanda’s need had been cranked up to eleven.

Wren squeezed her butt and jiggled it a little, making Amanda squirm.

“You have a gorgeous ass, A,” Wren whispered, her voice dark and seductive and right up against Amanda’s pussy.

Amanda pushed her ass into Wren’s hands and was rewarded by a hard suck on her clit and a light slap on her ass. Wren spanked her again before gripping her ass, her thumbs near Amanda’s hole.

Wren licked up through Amanda’s pussy to her clit. She repeated this over and over again, all the while massaging Amanda’s ass cheeks. Without warning, Wren let go and drenched Amanda’s back with hot water from her cupped hands, heating Amanda’s skin and sending a spiral of sensations ricocheting through her.

“Don’t want you to get cold,” Wren murmured, returning to Amanda’s pussy. This time, Wren’s thumbs edged Amanda’s asshole.

“Jesus. Thank you.”

“You like that?” Wren lightly circled Amanda’s hole with her thumb.

“Y-y-yes,” Amanda gasped out.

“That’s my dirty girl.” Wren rubbed her chin through Amanda’s folds. “You wanna know what I love about your cunt?”

Wren paused as if she was waiting for a response, and Amanda managed to say, “Uh-huh.”

“You get wet. Like dripping. It’s so f***ing sexy the way you soaked my face when you came last night. I want you all the f*** over me.”

Amanda’s body evidently loved hearing that because a rush of arousal slowly slicked down her thigh. Wren stroked her thumb through that slickness and put it right back at Amanda’s asshole, pressing a bit harder this time.

“Oh my God!” Amanda thunked her head down onto the wooden deck and undulated toward Wren’s hand. She hadn’t realized that could feel so good.

The tip of Wren’s thumb slipped inside, and Amanda whined when Wren pulled it back. Wren was no longer licking Amanda’s clit, but her clit throbbed all the same.

The word “more” ripped out of Amanda’s throat before it had registered in her mind. Usually, it would have embarrassed her, but there was no room for embarrassment here. Just passion and sharp-sided need.

“What do you want, Amanda?” Wren ran her tongue from Amanda’s clit to her taint, over and over, teasing Amanda but never quite finishing the circuit. Never quite putting her mouth where Amanda craved it most.

“Wren,” Amanda whined. Wren wiggled her thumb slightly deeper. “Please.”

“Please what, pretty girl? You want to be bad?”

“Yes.” Amanda’s breath was leaving her in gasps, her chest heaving. Her body was trembling.

“Gotta say it.” Wren nipped the fleshy part of Amanda’s butt cheek. “It will turn me on to hear you ask for it. It can be one of your resolutions.”

“Please, your mouth …”

Wren ran her lips over Amanda’s pussy. “Yes?”

A shiver racked Amanda’s body, and sweat trailed down her temple. She moaned. “My ass, please, Wren.”

“Mmmm. My pleasure.”

The first lick over Amanda’s hole was a shock. She gasped and pushed up onto her hands, arching her back. For one incandescent second, she wondered if she looked like a mermaid coming out of the water, but then all thoughts left her completely. A whiteout in her brain. She was nothing but sensation. She felt nothing but Wren’s wet, insistent tongue and blunt thumb pushing deeper.

The water from the hot tub lapped at her thighs, creating mini waves from Wren’s movements. Amanda hardly noticed Wren’s fingers on her clit at first, too flabbergasted by Wren’s mouth. Then Wren lightly pinched the nub, rolling it hard between her fingers and thumb.

It was all too much. Her body was on overload. Those feelings had nowhere to go. Her muscles kept clenching, tighter and tighter.

And Wren wasn’t shy. She played Amanda’s body like a fiddle.

A fiddle she wanted to make scream.

When Amanda’s orgasm finally hit her, she nearly shook apart. She definitely screamed. And she had no idea how she would ever give this up. How she would give Wren Rebello up.

Party Favors by Erin McLellan is available from Amazon and Bookshop.