Glancing up at her, she’s biting down on her lip, brows pinched tightly together. I reach up, pulling her lip out from under her teeth. “Uh-uh, you let me hear what I do to you, understand?”
“Jesus, Wren,” she breathes. “Yes, just please don’t stop.”
A grin splits my face before I dip my head down and continue. Another flick of the tongue before my lips seal around her clit, sucking gently as my fingers trail lower, circling her entrance, coating it in her arousal. Inserting two digits into her tight, wet heat, her entire body vibrates with a groan that’s pulled from somewhere deep in her chest.
Nelly feels so good, and tastes even better. Having her like this doesn’t even feel real. Like it’s a dream I’m bound to wake up from. I’m terrified nothing will ever feel as right as this does, that I’ll never be able to love someone the way I love her. That once this is over, I’ll be ruined.
She’s practically panting as she palms her own breasts, squeezing and playing with them as I work her closer to the edge. Crooking my fingers inside her, I graze her sweet spot as I suck harder on her clit. Her entire body tightens, thighs squeezing around my head as I feel her walls contracting around me. Nelly rolls her hips along my face, hands fisted in my hair as I lap up everything she gives me.
“Fuck, Wren!” Her words come out breathless. It’s so fucking hot.
I pull my fingers out of her, sitting up while I suck her juices off of them. She watches me with heavy, hooded eyes, her thighs still spread open, pussy glistening under the glow of the fire. Her hair’s a mess; she must’ve run her fingers through it at some point.
She looks fucking gorgeous.
Sitting up, she grabs my face, smashing her lips into mine. Her tongue slips into my mouth, and she groans when I know she tastes herself. Wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, I grab a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back until she’s looking up at me.
“You taste fucking good on my tongue, don’t you, baby?”
Her pupils are blown, and she groans at my question, nodding her head the best she can in my grip. I climb into her lap, leaving one of her legs under me, wrapping the other around my hip. The position lines us up perfectly. Rolling my hips into her while continuing to lick into her mouth, white hot fire fills my veins as the friction of her slick pussy sets my body ablaze.
“God,you feel incredible, Nelly.”
“So do you,” she moans. “Fuck…”
My pussy throbs, the ache between my thighs growing as pressure builds in my core. I’m so fucking close, I can practically taste it. And then, Nelly starts babbling, and it’s game over for me.
“This is unbelievable,” she says in between breaths. “You… this… fuck! It’s never felt like this. It feels so right. Shit, please kiss me so I can shut up.”
I chuckle, sealing my lips to hers as I reach the brink and fall fully over the fucking edge. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, taking hold and not letting go. Nelly rips her lips from mine, burying her face into my neck as her moans grow a little louder, sounding a little more desperate, and I know she’s coming too. She cries out, then bites down on my flesh before sucking it into her mouth. We’re both no doubt going to be marked up tomorrow.
Do I care? No fucking way.
We both come down, our movements slowing until they come to a full stop. Nelly lays her head on the pillow while I get up and grab the blanket from the back of the couch. Covering us both, we lie in front of the fire, her head on my chest, our legs intertwined, as I run my fingers through her hair. I don’t know how long we do that for before we both pass out, but next thing I know, the sun is shining through the windows and my entire body is stiff and sore from sleeping on the floor the entire night.
Nelly must sense me waking up, because she peers up at me, her face soft with sleep, eyes slightly bloodshot. “Morning,” she says with a slightly raspy voice.
Smiling at her, I mumble, “Morning.”
She sits up, body still completely naked. I want to be respectful and not look, but I can’t help myself, my gaze dipping down to her tits for a moment before settling back on her face.
“I don’t regret it,” she says with reverence, face stone-cold serious.
Laughter bubbles out of me before I can stop it. “Okay, good to know. I don’t either.”
“You were just so dead sure I was going to regret it. That it was going to be a mistake. But I don’t see it that way, Wren. It felt right. And I know I only left Anthony a few days ago, but our marriage has been over for a while.This”—she indicates between us—“has nothing to do with him, I promise.”
The blood rushes loudly in my ears as my heart hammers in my chest. Her admission is beautiful… surreal. I’ve been in love with Nelly for as long as I can remember, never thinking it wouldeverbe reciprocated. That night in the hotel was scary. Last night was scary. The last thing I want to do is lose the most important person in my life, and bringing our relationship into uncharted territories is asking for disaster.
But with the things Nelly is saying, and the look in her soft eyes, it makes the nerves and the worry feel a little less overwhelming. A little less terrifying.
Sitting up, I press my index finger to her lips, silencing her because I can feel the spiral she’s about to send herself on. “Hey, it’s okay. Calm down, Nell. I believe you.”
Her shoulders sag. “You do?” The words are muffled around my fingers, and it makes me smile. She looks so relieved.
“Of course, I do.” I let my finger drop, replacing it with my lips. A gentle kiss that’s over much too soon.
“So, what now?” she asks, looking bashful.
“Well, right now, we can get dressed and go grab some breakfast because your stomach just gave away how hungry you are.”
Nelly rolls her eyes. “That isn’t what I meant, and you know it. But also, yes, please.” We laugh.
“Honestly? I don’t know. We take it a day at a time. You have a lot of changes happening in the near future, and I don’t want to overwhelm you. So, let’s just be best friends, while also learning this new side of us, but at our own pace. Something you’re comfortable with.”
She smiles, her eyes gleaming. “That sounds perfect…”
The End… Or is it?
