Page 40 of Mary had a Little Harem

In a fit of confidence, Mary stared the pixie in her eyes and swallowed the lump in her throat. “You.”

A smile graced Nico’s lips and she took a step closer in the already small space. Her hot breath fanned across Mary’s lip and for the first time, Mary recognised the odd feelings that had been circling through her whenever she looked at Nico.

Lust.

She brushed her fingertips across the pixie’s taunt stomach and was surprised at just how soft her skin was. None of the men she’d been with were ever this smooth.

“Mary,” Nico whispered, her hands snaking around the slightly taller woman’s waist.

“Yes?” Mary replied, her breath hitching in her throat. Electricity sparkled in the tiny gap of air between the two of them and she knew something was about to happen. Something new and exciting and utterly exhilarating.

“Don’t tempt me,” the pixie warned, but every bit of her tone seemed to beg otherwise.

“You’re the one who is half-naked.” Mary trailed her fingers up the silky skin and wondered if every part of Nico was as smooth as this.

The shortest of the two flashed a grin and quickly unclasped her bra. With a soft thud, it fell between the two women.

“Now I’m half naked,” she corrected, closing the gap between them.

Mary shivered, a spark jumping from Nico to her that set the coals in her stomach on fire. This was so different, but somehow, it felt familiar.

The burning in the pit of her stomach and the slickness between her thighs was familiar. And yet, she couldn’t exactly figure out why this woman had such an effect on her.

Maybe it didn’t matter.

Nico captured her lips with hers and Mary melted into a fanning hot kiss.

No, it didn’t matter.

She curled her arms behind the beautiful woman’s waist and shivered from the hand creeping under her own shirt. With a little tug, they broke the passionate kiss just long enough for Nico to strip Mary’s shirt away. Handily, Nico reached behind the other woman and the second bra tumbled onto the ground.

Even if it was something Mary had never done before, kissing Nico felt as natural as anything. The smoothness of her skin, the soft little whimpers she made, the urgency she felt in every kiss. Nico was dainty but there was nothing frail about her. The muscles in her arms flexed as she pressed Mary against one of the walls. Caught in the small changing room, one of them knocked the tiniest chair over and the other accidentally got tangled up in the curtain.

Clumsily, Mary knocked her forehead against Nico’s and the two women burst out in giggles. Nico pressed her palm against Mary’s plump lips to muffle the snorts, but that just seemed to intensify the laughter. And the soft groans from the other side of the wall of someone clearly trying to fit into a pair of too small jeans didn’t help them rein in the laughter.

Little lights flickered playfully in Nico’s dark eyes and Mary noted just how beautiful she actually was. The lust dancing across the pixie’s face was enough to stop Mary’s laughter and with the passion flaring up in her stomach, she pulled Nico back into her. With curled up lips, she captured the other woman in a long kiss, erasing all traces of laughter.

Talented fingers brushed over her bare stomach and Mary held her breath, filled with anticipation for what was to happen. Her belt buckled and Nico snaked her hand into the band of her trousers. She curled her fingers up and for once, Mary was very happy she didn’t wear the skinny jeans she had planned to wear.

With a muffled groan, she buckled so to give Nico better access and the pixie certainly didn’t waste any time. Eager, she slipped a finger between Mary’s folds, listening tentatively for the soft sighs to turn into a gasp. Almost instantly, she bumped against the little button hidden between Mary’s thighs and rather smugly, Nico felt Mary’s inhale sharply.

There was an experience and familiarity about the way that Nico’s fingers brushed and circled around Mary’s sensitive bundle and it made her weak to her knees. Glad that the changing room came with a little chair, she practically fell down on it and Nico followed her down. With a tug, she pulled the jeans completely down, exposing Mary’s smoothness to her.

Before Mary even knew what was going on, she felt a hot breath against the inside of her thigh. She gasped raggedly, holding her breath as not to snap the pixie out of whatever trance she was. She didn’t want to startle the beautiful woman and chase her away. But she needn’t worry.

A wetness pressed against her own and with a quick flick, Nico’s tongue dove into her folds and protruded against her core. Mary could feel just how slick she was and she would’ve been embarrassed if it didn’t feel so good. Careful, she placed a hand on Nico’s head and threaded her fingers in her short hair. She didn’t want to be rude and push her face down, but equally, she didn’t want her companion to stop.

But Nico had no intention of stopping. A grin spread across her face as she felt Mary shudder with every flick, every circle, every little bit of pressure she put on her bundle of nerves. Without any resistance, she slipped a finger deep inside the panting woman and immediately felt her squeeze tightly in response. Attentively, she increased the pressure on her clit and Mary almost buckled off the chair.

Mary wasn’t a particularly loud person during sex, but she quickly put her free hand over her mouth, as not to scream out and get caught by the ongoing shoppers around them. The idea of Nico going down on her was almost as sexy as the actual act and she couldn’t even recall the last time Kurt did this to her. She had forgotten just how much she liked it.

With every movement of Nico’s talented tongue, Mary felt the pleasure build in her stomach. She tensed and clenched around the slender finger inside her wetness, desperate to feel Nico inside her. It was oddly vulnerable to have an almost-stranger look and kiss her there, but after this, Nico would no longer be a stranger. No, Mary intended to do this again and from what she could feel, Nico seemed good with repetition.

Almost embarrassingly quick, Mary felt the undeniable built-up in her lower stomach and she knew what was about to come. That she was going to climax, right there with Nico’s tongue flicking across her clit and her fingers curled deep inside of her, brushing over the sensitive spot again and again and again.

She clamped her hand harder over her mouth, biting down on her own fingers. A rush washed over her and she tensed around Nico, hoping that the tightness wasn’t hurting her fingers. Almost audibly, she hit the high note and her mind went blank for just a split second. The intense rush filled her head and she would’ve moaned out loud if it hadn’t been for the strangers in the changing rooms around her.

With a grin, Nico flicked her tongue over the pulsating clit and Mary squeaked, squirming out from underneath her. She nudged the pixie up by tugging gently on her hair and tried to focus her eyes on the beautiful face in front of her.

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