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“I’ll worship… you… in just… Oh, fuck!”

Drew came on her hand, and Selma opened her own mouth wide as she felt the muscles clenching around her fingers, which were also now covered in a fresh coat of wetness.

“Don’t pull out,” Drew requested a moment later when she’d come down, breathing hard against Selma’s neck. “Please.”

“I won’t,” Selma replied, and she ran her hand over Drew’s back.

“I like you there,” Drew added.

“I could feel you.”

“Feel me what, babe?”

“I could feel you clenching around my fingers. God, it was so good, Drew. I want that again.”

“Just give me a minute, and I’ll give you literally anything you want.” She kissed Selma’s shoulder.

CHAPTER 29

Selma’s head was between Drew’s legs. She seemed hesitant, but Drew decided to keep quiet instead of telling Selma that she didn’t have to do this if she didn’t want to because she trusted that Selma wouldn’t have slid down her body and nibbled on Drew’s inner thighs if she didn’t want to do what she was about to do.

Drew still couldn’t believe she was doing this. She was making love with Selma Driscoll, her girlfriend and the woman she was already falling in love with. When Selma kissed her inner thigh and turned her head to take Drew in, Drew worried at her hesitation, hoping Selma wouldn’t slide back up her body, but also prepared for that to be the case. If Selma didn’t want to do this, whether that be for right now or forever, Drew would be okay with that as long as she had her. But she had nothing to worry about because Selma spread her wide and licked her lips.

“I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Drew wasn’t sure if Selma meant she’d wanted to do this with her, specifically, or if she’d just wanted to go down on any women and hadn’t yet, but that didn’t matter. What did matter was how good Selma’s tongue felt as she dragged it from Drew’s entrance all the way up to the tip of her clit.

“God. That’s how you taste?” Selma asked.

Yet again, Drew didn’t know her meaning. She couldn’t discern it from just Selma’s tone, so she opened her eyes and looked down, watching Selma lick her lips again as if savoring her before she went back in for more. Then, she licked at Drew for several minutes, driving Drew close to an orgasm over and over again, but each time, she’d stop and lick her lips, let her finger play with Drew while she watched, and put her finger inside her mouth, making Drew nearly come just from watching her do that.

“Babe, I can’t…” Drew finally had to admit.

She needed to come. Her clit was rock-hard. She knew if she didn’t come soon, it might just burst on its own, and that would not be nearly as pleasant as how good it would feel with Selma’s mouth wrapped around it.

“Sorry,” Selma said. “I just…” She spread Drew wide again and just stared. “You’re so beautiful. And you taste so good to me. I wanted to savor it.”

“Me too. But if I don’t come soon–”

Selma’s mouth latched on, and she sucked so hard, Drew came in seconds while holding Selma’s head to her, pressing her down hard, telling her with her sounds to take whatever she wanted, to never stop, and that it was so good. Drew wasn’t sure if she had one really long orgasm or two shorter ones, but eventually, she had to tap Selma on the back of her head and beg her to stop because she couldn’t take any more.

“Oh, my God!”

Selma rested her head on Drew’s inner thigh and smiled up at her proudly.

“Yeah?”

“Fuck, Selma. That was…” She covered her eyes with her arm. “God. That’s all I can say.”

“For me too,” Selma replied. “I’ve always wondered if I’d like doing that to a woman. I thought I would. And I’ve pictured it – mostly, with you, actually – but I never knew for sure that I’d enjoy it, enjoy it, you know?”

“And now?” Drew asked, removing her arm to look down at Selma.

“I want to do it again.” She smirked up at her. “And again. And again.”

“I would love that.”

“Yeah?”

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