Page 102 of Finding Molly Parsons

“I want to,” Faith replied, her eyes firmly fixed on her goal. With a delicate swipe of her tongue, Faith savored Nathalie’s taste. Oh, she is divine.

“Oh, Jesus,” Nathalie panted, her hands fisting the bed sheets. Faith reached out, took one of those fisted hands and rested it on the back of her own head.

“Show me what you want,” Faith whispered. She felt Nathalie grip her hair slightly before pushing gently to lower Faith’s mouth back to where she needed it.

Closing her eyes, Faith allowed her tongue to roam free. She explored every centimeter of Nathalie’s folds, licking and sucking, unsure if she was doing it right but trusting her instinct. The tightening of Nathalie’s thighs around her head and the moans which grew louder and louder until Nathalie fell silent, her mouth open, her body shaking.

When Faith felt a tap on her shoulder, she gave Nathalie’s clit one last kiss before pulling away. Nathalie drew her in. Together they lay silently panting, processing what they had just done together.

“That was perfect,” Nathalie sighed after a few minutes. “Y-you enjoyed it too, right?”

Faith lifted her head, surprised to see genuine worry etched on Nathalie’s face. “Nat, that was everything I ever dreamed of.” Swallowing hard, Faith said the one thing that had been on her mind for weeks. “Nathalie, I love you.”

A tear made its way down Nathalie’s cheek. “You do?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“I love you, too,” she sobbed, resting her forehead against Faith’s.

They lay together, gently caressing each other for what seemed like hours, basking in each other’s warmth. When Nathalie’s stomach gave an almighty rumble, they giggled and agreed it was time to get up.

“I’m going to jump in the shower before we go eat,” Faith commented as they untangled themselves from each other. “I can’t sit with Carmen and Mateo, with you still on my chin,” she chuckled.

“Maybe I’ll join you,” Nathalie grinned, wiggling her eyebrows.

Breakfast could wait!

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“Hey chica, no Nathalie?” Mateo asked later that day.

“No, she left about an hour ago. Are you not working today?”

“I thought I’d take the afternoon off and give myself a facial. Care to join me?”

“One thousand times, yes,” Faith replied excitedly. It had been a couple of weeks since she’d had a spa day with Mateo.

“Carmen tells me Molly is visiting in a few weeks.”

“Yeah, I can’t wait.” Chewing her lip, Faith asked the one thing she’d been wondering about since they were in California. “Did something happen between Molly and Carmen?”

Mateo froze momentarily. “Um, no, why, um, why do you think that?”

Oh, wow, Mateo was a terrible liar! “Mateo, what happened?” Faith rounded on him, hands on hips, hoping she came across as intimidating. Well enough that Mateo would spill.

“Maybe that’s something you should talk to Carmen about, chica.”

Narrowing her eyes, Faith regarded him a little longer until he was squirming. “So, something did happen?”

“I didn’t say that,” he squeaked.

“You just told me to ask Carmen. If nothing happened, there would be nothing to ask about. I knew it. Did they fall out over me moving here?”

“No, sweetie,” Mateo smiled. “Nothing like that.”

“Okay, but what else could they have to get upset about?”

“They weren’t upset. Nothing happened.”

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