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‘Is that better?’ Holly asked, her thigh pushing hard against Jen’s core.
The noise that escaped Jen’s throat was indecipherable.
Jen didn’t know where to touch first. Holly’s boobs were incredible. But then there was her waist, her hips, her bum. Jen wanted all of her, all at once. She’d waited so long for this moment; she deserved to be greedy.
She settled on her bum, gripping a cheek in either hand as Holly’s mouth found hers.
‘I want to show you what I was thinking about when I touched myself on Sunday,’ Holly said, pulling away, just enough so their lips were still touching.
‘Yeah?’
Holly sat back, taking a final moment to recline and see Jen as one complete picture, the brunette’s face the epitome of content. With a final lick of her lips, she began her journey south.
‘I was thinking,’ she said between kisses, her breath making Jen’s skin tingle, ‘what could have happened after Bar Orama, if I’d been a little braver.’
Jen felt so close, Holly’s kisses only having reached her navel. It had been three years, but surely she couldn’t be on edge already? No. She wanted to savour every second, not come with one touch.
She scrunched her eyes shut, one hand gripping the headboard, the other a pillowcase, and tried to focus on keeping herself together.
Holly stopped just below Jen’s belly button. ‘I’ve been wanting to taste you ever since.’
Holly’s breath reached her core, heat flitting over her.
‘I can already tell this will be better than I ever imagined,’ Holly said, her voice sending vibrations through Jen’s hard clit.
Jen bit her lip.I can’t come now.
To Jen’s relief, Holly moved lower, her mouth planting slow kisses on her inner thigh, slowly travelling north.
Jen’s skin sparked with every kiss. She was close to bursting.
At the top of Jen’s thigh, her face so close she could feel the heat of every breath, Holly stopped. She kissed the crease between Jen’s thigh and core.
‘Do you want me to touch you now?’ Jen didn’t need to look to know she was smiling.
‘Yes.’ The word was a breathless whimper. Three years of repressed desire rushed in her veins, dying to be satisfied.
Holly’s tongue ran the length of her core as a hand traced her thigh, the other cupping her bum, bringing her closer.
At Jen’s clit she stopped, teasing before running her tongue flat against it.
Jen’s back arched; she was dangerously close.
Holly worked, varying her pace, tending to Jen with careful precision. Jen’s thighs ached as she fought to regain composure. Her lust was so tightly balled inside, so close to the edge, that half of her was begging for release, the other willing it to last forever.
She aimed for the latter, gripping the pillow tighter with every stroke of Holly’s tongue.
‘You’re amazing,’ Holly groaned. Jen couldn’t answer, instead her response was lifting her hips, urging Holly deeper.
She was holding it together. Just.
Everything was going to plan until Holly ran her thumb down Jen’s wet centre, tracing her lines before sliding two fingers inside her.
FUCK.
Holly matched her tongue’s pace with her digits, curling them, finding Jen’s G-spot with ease.
Jen pushed her hips hard into the mattress, pleasure building with every thrust.
