Page 109 of The Forbidden Fling

Faye let her turn her face, her gaze blurring when she met those irises. She swallowed. “Nothing is wrong. Everything is right. And that’s the problem.”

Diana’s mouth quirked. She brushed her cheek softly with her thumb. “Everything being right is bad?”

“All of this with you. I love the way you make me feel, Diana. But I lost you once. I don’t want to lose you again.”

“Darling…” She brushed the hair from Faye’s face and cupped her jaw. “I don’t want to lose you either.” She let out a sigh. “I’ve waited forty-one years to meet you. Do you think I’m going to let you go so easily?”

“It happened once.” A few stray tears slipped down her cheek. “I don’t know if I could do it again.”

Diana caught the tears with her thumb. “I can’t say that Molly was the only obstacle we’ll face, Faye. But we’ll face everything together. If you want me, if you want this…then have a little faith.”

Heat bloomed in Faye’s chest. “I like this new side to you.”

Diana gave a small shrug. “We’ve got to have hope.”

“Wow.” She laughed dreamily. “Look at you speaking with all the wisdom of a dove.”

“You have a way of bringing it out of me.” She smiled that perfect Diana smile, and Faye brought her lips to hers.

It wasn’t long before they were caught in a back and forth of want and consume, mouths territorial, imprinting. The vibrations from Diana’s moan rumbled in Faye’s throat, and her pussy tightened. She was suddenly very aware of the strap pressing against her leg. She palmed it in her hand, still wet from earlier, and guided it back inside, lifting her thigh over Diana’s as they lay side by side.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” Diana said, breathless in between kisses. “Do you?”

She adjusted herself, moving lower and hooking Faye’s leg higher. The toy tilted, and Faye bent her torso, tweaking the angle so it didn’t press on her bag. Diana pushed into her, and she groaned as the dildo hit a sweet spot.

“Oh my god. That feels so good.”

“Open your legs wider for me.”

Faye did as she was asked, allowing Diana to slide in and out of her easily. Diana held her thigh, gripping the soft flesh as she thrust her hips, meeting her with short, hard strokes.

Diana pressed her lips to her chest, licking a trail to her nipple. She swirled the tip with her tongue, sending pings of pleasure between her legs.

“Touch yourself,” Diana instructed.

Faye immediately brought her hand to her clit, fingers slipping, already tensing under the touch.

Diana pulled and sucked at her nipples, the strap hitting Faye with a steady rhythm. Their heavy breathing filled the room, Faye’s moans mixing with Diana’s exertion as she drove into her. Diana tightened her arm around her, planting another kiss on her shoulder.

“Turn over.” She rolled her so that Faye was on her front, her legs shaking, mind lost. “On those lovely knees of yours. That’s it.”

Faye could barely support herself on her arms. She sucked in a hiss as Diana scratched her nails down her back. Goosebumps rippled her skin, and she shivered, feeling empty without the strap filling her.

Diana teased the length against her entrance, and she moaned, needing it back inside her—needing her back inside her. Thankfully, Diana didn’t wait, pushing the toy into her pussy. The heat of Diana’s body followed. She pressed against Faye’s back, teeth grazing her shoulder as she sank deeper, stretching her, until her pelvis rested flush.

“Wow,” Faye breathed.

“You’re taking her so well,” Diana praised, placing a kiss on her neck. She pulled back, guiding Faye with her so she rested on all fours. She gripped Faye’s waist, and then she started to move, sliding the shaft in and out, slow and deliberate so she could feel every inch. “Did I tell you to stop touching yourself?”

The sound of Diana’s stern voice sent another roll of pleasure through her, and she brought her hand back to her clit.

Diana quickened her pace. “This is all for you, Faye. Tell me what you want.”

“Harder.”

The word had barely left her lips when Diana was fucking her with such delectable force, she whimpered.

“God—yes!” Her words were muffled in the sheet, her fingers pressing against her clit. She couldn’t move; she could only take everything Diana gave to her, and she soaked up every second. Her orgasm pulsed inside her, threatening to burst.