I nod, biting down on my lip, heart racing, cheeks burning.
Wren wraps an arm around my waist, hauling me into her, sealing our lips together. Her tongue dips inside as her palm comes up, cupping my boob and squeezing in a way that makes my breath hitch.
My clit throbs behind my panties. I can feel how slick my pussy is already, and we’re just getting started.
Chapter Twelve
Wren Carlisle
Never in my wildest, wettest dreams did I imagine I’d be here, standing in front of Nelly, my lips moving with hers, my hands roaming her soft, bare body.
But here we are.
I’m so turned on; I can hardly think clearly. I’m torn between wanting to rip Nelly’s clothes off and fucking devouring her right this second and wanting to take my time and draw this out, because who knows what tomorrow brings. Who knows if once the sun rises, she’ll feel the same as she does now. The fear that she’ll wake up and regret what’s happening is almost enough to make me put a stop to everything.
Almost…
But then her hands come up to my hips, reaching for my shirt and pulling it off. My nipples harden from the cool air, but also from her heated gaze landing on them. I hardly ever wear a bra; my boobs are small enough that I don’t need one. Nelly shocks me when she reaches out, her thumb and index finger playing with the silver bar between the hardened bud. The sensation sends a zap of arousal to my already aching cunt.
“These are pretty,” she says, voice breathy. “When did you get them?”
“Three years ago.”
She has this air of innocence about her right now, despite standing before me topless. This is new to her, and she’s taking it all in, trying not to look nervous, even though I know she is. Nelly’s sapphire eyes lift to meet mine, a small smile playing on her lips. “I love them.”
I love you,I want to say.
Surprising me again, she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, shoving them down her legs until they’re pooling around her ankles. And just like that, my best friend is standing naked, offering herself up to me. I can smell how turned on she is. Howsweetshe is. My mouth waters with the overwhelming need to taste her.
“Touch me.” It’s not the first time she’s said it tonight, but it makes my heart race, regardless.
“Lie down,” I tell her, walking over to the couch to grab a pillow before meeting her back by the fire.
She does as I ask, lying with her back flat on the plush carpet. I hand her the pillow, letting her prop her head while I shove my own shorts down, lowering myself onto my knees. My pulse is racing, the blood flow in my ears deafening. I haven’t been this nervous to hook up with somebody since my first time. Nelly’s eyes rake down my body greedily, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth as she does. Her gaze on me is intoxicating.
Positioning myself between her spread thighs, I lean down, arm going beside the pillow under her head, and I seal my lips to hers. The softest sigh escapes her as strong legs wrap around my hips, urging me closer. Kissing Nelly feels like magic. Like the fog clears and life is breathed into me with a single brush of her tongue.
Her lips are soft and supple, tasting of peppermint and the faint remnants of our cocktail.
The hand not rooted in the floor beside her head roams slowly down her body, caressing every mound and curve. I take her nipple between my fingers, teasing and tweaking. It causes her to moan into my mouth and roll her hips up into mine. I canfeelhow aroused she is. It matches my own.
Swallowing down my nerves as best as I can, I let my hand drift a little lower, skating over her naval, smiling against her lips when her stomach dips. She’s always been extra ticklish there. Trembling fingers brush over her pubic bone, through the small, trimmed patch of hair there, until I’m slipping between her slit. She’s hot and wet, and the moment the pad of my finger circles her swollen clit, she cries out into my mouth, her whole body shuddering below me.
My lips trail along her jawline until I get down to her neck, pressing kisses down on her racing pulse. Her hands have now threaded through my hair as her hips undulate against my hand. Nelly gasps when I suck on her skin, more than likely leaving a mark. I can feel the bursts of goosebumps popping up, her body reacting to me so well.
“You like this, baby?” I ask, my mouth right next to the shell of her ear.
She nods with fervor, a whimper falling from her lips.
Making my way down her lithe body, I pay attention to everything along the way. Sucking a nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and teasing it, before moving to the next and doing the same thing. Licking a line with my tongue down the center of her chest, to her belly button, I flick the piercing there before going even lower.
Her legs drape over my shoulders as I press a kiss on her inner thigh, turning my head and doing the same to the other side. Nelly’s pushed herself up onto her elbows, watching me with the purest lust and desire and need pouring out of her gaze. Her cheeks are flushed, body lit up in a beautiful glow from the fire beside us.
Peering up at her beneath my lashes, I ask, “You’re sure? We don’t have to do this, Nell.”
She nods. “I’m sure. I want this, Wren.”
Never letting my eyes stray from her gaze, I drop my head down, tongue dipping out as I lick from the bottom of her slit to the top. Her flavor explodes on my tastebuds, and I can’t help the groan that rumbles out of me. Using my thumbs, I spread her open, letting my tongue twirl around the hardened nub until I feel her legs quiver beside my head.
