Page 20 of Kiss Me Softly

“Tell me again why it would be a bad idea for us to act on this… this attraction between us.”

I stared at her for a long moment before whispering, “I don’t remember.”

Frankie leaned closer, her brown eyes sparkling with mischief.

“How about I make you remember something different?” she asked.

“What?”

“What it feels like to come on my face.”

Frankie

It was like my words broke down the wall of restraint between us. We flew together, beer bottles tipping over as Aurora’s lips crashed down on mine. Taking my head between her palms, she bit my lower lip, demanding entrance into my mouth and I willingly ceded control to her.

But I wasn’t passive. I shoved my hands between us, sliding underneath the hem of the tank top she wore, sliding up her soft belly until I could cup her breasts in my hands.

The kiss somehow turned hotter, and I couldn’t help but moan against the onslaught of her lips. We broke apart to catch our breath, but still we were moving, stroking, staying close.

“I’ve missed this,” I whispered as I gently nipped the shell of her ear.

“Me too. Do you want to go inside?”

“Yeah. I do.”

Aurora met my eye. “Are you sure? There’s no turning back from this. It will change everything.”

“Sometimes change is good,” I said, pushing to my feet.

I reached a hand down to help her stand, then found our empty beer bottles. Following Aurora back into her apartment, I set the bottles on the counter, then grabbed Aurora’s hips and pushed her back against the counter. Pulling her head down, I gave her a long kiss.

She was laughing when she pulled away.

“You’re too short, that hurts my neck.”

I rolled my eyes. I’d always been petite, but most of the time I didn’t mind. Except for times like these.

“Take me to your bed,” I ordered.

Aurora smirked. “Getting bossy, are you?”

She shrieked with laughter as I gave her a smack on her ass. “Get moving.”

“I’ll race you.”

This is what I’d been missing with every other woman I’d been with. The ability to have fun. To laugh. To just enjoy each other. I’d only ever had that with Aurora.

Aurora pushed me on the bed, dropping on top of me to claim my lips again. I pulled her shirt up as far as I could with her pressed against me, then reached behind her to unhook her bra.

“We have too many clothes on,” I complained.

She rolled off me and we both practically tore off our clothes before rolling to face each other. I slid down enough to take one of her pert nipples into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue. Meanwhile Aurora slid her hands down my body until she reached my mound.

“Open,” she said.

I lifted my top leg, resting it on hers, and Aurora slid her hand between my lower lips.

“You’re so wet for me already,” she said approvingly.

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