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Emily popped open Quinn’s bra, her hands eagerly covering her bare breasts, a shiver running through her own body at the intimacy of it.

Quinn kissed her neck, her earlobe, her shoulder while she unhooked Emily’s bra, sliding the straps down her arms until they had to step apart to let the fabric fall to the carpet.

Quinn’s hands moved to Emily’s hips, gently pushing her back onto the bed, her body covering Emily’s, her lips hot against Emily’s chest until she had them wrapped around Emily’s nipple, her tongue teasing her, driving Emily crazy.

It was then that Emily realized she had never felt this alive in a moment before – electric fear and sudden desire mixed together into one strong emotion, one that crashed over her like a wave, pushing away all of the thoughts in her head, all of the uncertainty, all that could keep her from this moment – until there was only Quinn.

“Come here,” Emily murmured, reaching for Quinn, bringing her up to her lips, and kissing her like the world might end any moment.

Quinn moaned into the kiss, and Emily managed to switch their positions, pushing Quinn back against the white sheets, her hand tracing a pattern over her stomach until she was cupping Quinn over her panties.

Quinn whimpered, breaking the kiss, her hips lifting to meet Emily’s hand. “I can’t take much more of this,” Quinn whispered against her lips. “I’ve never been this close, this easily. I can’t even think. I don’t know—“

Emily maneuvered her hand into Quinn’s underwear, finding her clit and circling it slowly. She was so wet and so ready that Emily slid her fingers lower, entering her with a smooth thrust.

“Oh my god,” Quinn gasped, throwing her head back, her eyes slamming shut. “Fuck,” she panted, her hand gripping the sheets as Emily started moving her fingers in and out.

Emily’s eyes swept over Quinn, her blond hair splayed against the sheets and a flush of pleasure on her cheeks. She felt a surge of satisfaction as Quinn tightened around her fingers, arching into Emily with each thrust.

Emily lowered her mouth to her breasts, taking one of Quinn’s nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, each flick eliciting a throaty moan from Quinn.

Suddenly, Emily felt Quinn clench around her fingers as she came, panting and shuddering.

Emily held onto her, until every last wave had subsided, kissing her neck softly as Quinn’s pulse jumped beneath Emily’s lips.

Quinn threaded her hand through Emily’s hair, bringing her lips down to hers, and kissing her so deeply that Emily felt the breath leave her lungs.

“What are you doing to me,” Emily murmured against Quinn’s lips, and she could feel them sliding into a smile.

“What am I doing to you? What are you doing to me? I haven’t even touched you yet,” Quinn said with a throaty laugh.

Emily smiled as she pushed a strand of Quinn’s hair back from her forehead and kissed her again, her hand on Quinn’s neck, their legs tangled, and Emily knew it would not take much to find her release.

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Quinn didn’t have a chance to worry about how her body might compare to Emily’s. From the moment she’d started kissing Emily, any logical thoughts had gone out the window.

Her mind was consumed with Emily... the taste of her lips, her breath hot against Quinn’s neck, the way she’d expertly brought Quinn to her first orgasm in years.

Now, Quinn tugged Emily’s black underwear down her legs, discarding her own before getting comfortable on top of Emily again, neither of them seemingly able to go more than a few moments without kissing one another.

All of this should have frightened Quinn.

It was too good. It was too perfect. Yet it made her feel alive in a way she hadn’t in years.

Quinn trailed her fingertips up Emily’s thigh, keeping her touch light, and earning a soft moan from Emily as she eased her legs apart.

“Can I taste you?” Quinn asked, her lips hovering above Emily’s, pushing herself up enough to meet Emily’s eyes, while her fingers traced the same route again, dancing along the soft skin of Emily’s inner thigh.

“Yes,” Emily said, her voice husky. “But I’m not going to last long.”

Quinn kissed her once more, ignoring Emily’s warning, as she moved her lips lower, over Emily’s neck and down to her breasts, taking her time. Quinn palmed one while her tongue teased the other with Emily panting beneath her.

Eventually, Quinn’s lips found their way to Emily’s lower abdomen and then the inside of her thighs, inching closer, following the intoxicating, musky scent.

The moan that left Emily’s mouth when Quinn circled her clit with her tongue and then took it in her mouth left Quinn soaking wet again.

Quinn found Emily’s hand, interlacing their fingers as she swirled her tongue around her, alternating speed and pressure.

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