Page 56 of The Forbidden Fling

Her stomach pulled, a fresh wave of arousal flooding between her thighs. She shifted, doing her best not to squirm under the pressure building. If she were ten years younger, she’d not have so much resistance, but fine-tuning her control made everything much easier to manage.

Faye ran her hands over her back and then gripped her waist. Diana let her curl her fingers under her dress for a moment before directing her attention elsewhere. Her collarbone. Her neck. Her ear.

She savoured each sound, each whimper; every shred of evidence of Faye’s pleasure deepened the ache sitting low in her navel. When she pulled back, Faye’s eyes were hooded, a deep indigo as they combed Diana’s face.

“You’re so fucking hot,” she said.

Her mouth ticked at the edges. The compliment warmed her—all the more as it came from Faye. To avoid thinking about it too deeply, she kissed her again, this time deep and slow, her fingers tangling in Faye’s hair.

Faye pulled back suddenly. “Just give me five mins to empty my bag. I’ll be right back.”

“Of course. Take your time.” Diana watched her until she turned around in the doorway to the bathroom, flashing her a red-faced grin.

God. She’s cute.

She let out a shaky breath to collect herself and straightened her dress. She looked at herself in the mirror, fluffed up her hair, then took a seat on the edge of the bed. Her heart continued to race; her skin tingled like an electric current ran through it. She wasn’t sure why she was so…nervous.

Diana didn’t get nervous.

She shook her head, letting her gaze pass over the room as the clang of cupboards being opened and closed came from the bathroom. Faye’s space was tidy. Either she’d anticipated this might happen and prepared for it, or she naturally kept things organised. The stack of books beside the bed were in colour order, making a rainbow of fiction mixed with non-fiction nature books and her sudoku. Her make-up and extra medical supplies were arranged on the dresser, tidied into patterned zip-bags. The only thing out of place was a pair of large pineapple sunglasses.

Before she could go and inspect them, the door clunked behind her, and she turned. Faye was resting against the door-jamb, wearing black lingerie. The patterned lace rose over her belly button, and a matching bra held her cleavage.

Wow.

Diana didn’t hide the look on her face as she drank her in. She wanted Faye to know just how beautiful she was. She wanted to show her.

She rose, closing the distance between them, and brushed her fingers over the lace. “You look incredible, but I hope you know, you don’t have to hide your bag from me.”

Faye let out a nervous laugh. “It makes me more comfortable like this. Keeps things secure, you know?”

“Alright. Good. And you know we can take—”

“If you say take things slow one more time, I swear I’m going to lose my mind.” There was a teasing tone to her words, but it sure sounded like a challenge.

“Come.” Diana headed back to the bed and took a seat, tapping the space next to her. “Sit.”

Faye did as she asked, moistening her lips. Nervous? Good.

“I’m not sure what your previous love affairs have been like.” Diana took her chin gently, turning her to look at her. “But I take my time. I don’t rush.” She brushed a thumb over her mouth. “I’ll give you what you need. My tongue? My fingers? But you have to understand, the best things in life are worth prolonging. You need to exercise some patience.”

Faye nodded, her chin still cupped by Diana’s hand.

“Good.”

“I’m not trying to be a brat,” Faye said. “It’s just hard for me. Before I met you, I had no desire for any of this stuff. I just felt so…unsexy. Now it’s like that part of me has woken up. I want you so badly, it hurts.”

Faye’s words landed square in Diana’s chest. So raw. So…vulnerable.

Faye opened her mouth to talk again, but Diana silenced her with her finger. “Lie back,” she commanded.

Faye shuffled to the headboard, propping herself against a pillow.

Diana’s eyes dipped. “Let me see you.”

Understanding dawned on Faye’s face and, slowly, she unfastened the clips securing her underwear, popping them one by one. Then she spread her legs, letting Diana see all of her glistening wetness.

“Perfect.” Diana swallowed, her own arousal curling in her centre. “Now turn around. Get on your knees. Let me see that pretty pussy from behind.”