Page 102 of Don't You Dare Marry Me

“You’re so beautiful,” Abagail whispered as she moved to kiss each one of Nicola’s hardened nipples. She swore this woman never wore a bra. Then again, in the waitressing that she was doing, that probably worked to her advantage.

She took one of Nicola’s nipples between her lips and sucked hard while she snaked her hands down to Nicola’s waist and pulled at her jeans to get them off. She wanted access, immediately, to everything that she’d wanted in the last few weeks and hadn’t had. She’d put walls up to protect not only herself but to protect Nicola, but they were all down now.

Abagail jerked her hands down with the jeans grasped tightly between her fingers, pulling them off Nicola’s hips and ass anddown to just below her knees. She grinned up at Nicola and raised an eyebrow.

“Are you sure about this?” Abagail asked.

Nicola nodded before she’d even finished asking the question. “Hell yes. I want this so bad.”

Abagail breathed deeply, catching a whiff of Nicola’s scent, the pure scent that was uniquely her arousal and no one else’s. She closed her eyes and focused on it for a second before she looked back at Nicola. “Let’s do this.”

She pressed a path of kisses from Nicola’s breasts to her hips. Abagail nipped her before she grabbed the pants that were still confining Nicola’s legs and used them to push Nicola’s knees apart and lock her in place. Nicola gasped, her hips pushing upward as if she was going to get more touch that way. Abagail smiled to herself as she slid two fingers deep inside and covered Nicola’s clit with her mouth.

The flavor burst on her tongue, and she nearly had to stop for a second because it overwhelmed her. She pressed her forehead into Nicola’s thigh and breathed through the moment before she dove back in. She didn’t take this slow. They’d waited far too long for slow and sensual—and it really wasn’t like them anyway.

Abagail curled her fingers upward, adding pressure, while she opened her mouth and pressed the flat of her tongue against Nicola’s clit and moved her head back and forth rapidly. Nicola cried out, her moan of pleasure the siren’s call that Abagail had been waiting for.

Pleasure ran through Abagail, moving from her mouth to her nipples to right between her legs. It built stronger and harder as she focused on bringing Nicola to the cusp of what would definitely be just her first orgasm of the night. Abagail licked her and repositioned her mouth and breathed in the full force of Nicola’s arousal.

“Abs…” Nicola moaned, rocking her hips against Abagail’s face at the same time. “More.”

Abagail was planning on giving her more, and she wasn’t planning on stopping any time soon. She wanted to be fucking Nicola as the sun breeched the horizon and cast a new light on them. Abagail pushed her fingers in deeper before pulling out and adding a third. She wished she had her strap so she could fill Nicola like she was begging to be filled, but she wanted this intimacy, this closeness, the complete surrender of Nicola against her mouth.

“More…” Nicola said again, dragging out the word as she writhed on the edge of the bed.

Sucking and teasing, Abagail continued. She stopped holding back. She stopped putting up walls where they didn’t belong. She stopped being someone she wasn’t and moved into the whole of who she knew herself to be at this moment in time. Someone strong. Someone capable. Someone who very much wanted to be here and nowhere else, despite what those implications meant.

“Abs!” Nicola cried out, her body jerking before she tensed.

Abagail breathed slowly, tenderly keeping her pace and touches against Nicola until she felt Nicola’s gentle hands against her head, prying her off. She settled her cheek against Nicola’s thigh, kissing her with her wet lips and steadying her own breathing while she waited for Nicola’s high to come down.

“Fuck, Abs.”

Abagail chuckled, smiling to herself before she pulled herself upward a bit more. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, then stepped back to slide her thong off. She wanted to be completely against Nicola for this next one, to slide body to body.

She took Nicola’s shoes off and then her pants and underwear, finally seeing her in her full form. Abagail breathedin deeply, her lips still quirked upward. She couldn’t remember the last time that she smiled for this long.

“I want you to fuck me. Just you and me and nothing between us.” Abagail ran her hands up and down Nicola’s thighs. “Think you can handle that?”

Because there was no way that Abagail could be on top for that one. She didn’t have the stamina, but Nicola most definitely did. Nicola’s eyes lit up and she nodded wildly, pulling back and rolling so that there was room on the bed for Abagail to climb onto it. She lay down in the middle, adjusting herself for a second before Nicola bent down and kissed her ankle.

Abagail closed her eyes, feeling nothing but those sweet lips on her skin, the soft brush of Nicola’s hair along her calf as she moved upward, the warmth of her breath when she reached Abagail’s thigh. She was so ready for this, to press their bodies together and fuck until the morning finally approached them. They weren’t built for late nights anymore. They were built for all day, every day. They’d been through hell and high water, and they were going to take this next step together, one foot at a time.

“Come here,” Abagail mumbled, begging Nicola to come forward.

She did, but she took her damn time doing it. Nicola laughed as she blazed a random path of kisses and touches from Abagail’s thigh to her hips to her stomach, her breasts, teasing each one of her nipples into a point until Abagail was whimpering and groaning from the touch. When she finally moved upward to Abagail’s neck, Abagail was laughing and trying to entice Nicola to move faster.

With hands against Nicola’s head, Abagail guided her up until their mouths touched. She immediately parted her lips and brushed their tongues together, deepening the kiss until she couldn’t breathe and had to pull back for a second. But it wasn’t long before Abagail dove back in. She didn’t want to be awayfrom touching and kissing for very long. She wanted to make the most of every second they had.

Nicola moved around, positioning herself right where Abagail wanted her. She started slow, keeping her body low to give Abagail kisses often before she picked up speed. Abagail rutted against her, matching Nicola’s movements and holding onto her as tightly as she could.

Each time Nicola rubbed against Abagail’s clit, it sent off a fire of pleasure through her, but then she’d move away. Abagail breathed heavily, focusing on the feeling and the rhythm. They were doing this together, for the first time on equal footing. She smiled up at Nicola and allowed the pleasure to course through her and consume her.

Nicola kept going, pushing her body toward a second orgasm and keeping Abagail’s right at the forefront of everything happening in this moment. They ground against each other until Nicola threw her head back, the line of her neck slick with sweat. She crashed onto the bed next to Abagail, laughing and shaking her head.

“What happens next?” Nicola asked.

“I don’t know,” Abagail answered, brushing her fingers across Nicola’s cheek to move the stray strands of hair from her skin. “We stay up the rest of the night.”

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