Page 102 of Falling for My Bully: A Lesbian Romance
June touched Arabella first, running her fingers so gently over her slick
folds that she almost didn’t touch her at all, but Arabella was so responsive,
her hips jerking wildly at the touch, her gasp echoing through the room.
June teased her, sweeping her finger over her core again, smearing the
sultry, delicious moisture over the inside of Arabella’s thighs.
As much as she wanted to, June really couldn’t wait any longer to taste
Arabella. She kissed Arabella’s thighs and then she suckled her tight clit
into her mouth. Arabella jerked against her.
“Oh, God,” she whispered. “Oh, my fucking God.”
June used her tongue, tracing Arabella’s slick seam, moaning at the sweet
taste of her exploding in her mouth. She open-mouthed kissed her before
she used her tongue to torture her. Arabella was soaking, and June lapped
up her arousal eagerly. She ate her pussy so eagerly that she didn’t even
stop to think about being embarrassed about the sounds of it. Arabella
certainly wasn’t embarrassed, which made it even hotter.
Her hips bucked harder against June’s face, swaying and rocking,
grinding against air. June knew what Arabella wanted and she gave it to her,
bringing two fingers to her entrance and sinking them inside slowly while
she suckled and lashed her clit.
Arabella screamed, but she didn’t come apart. “More,” she begged in a
throaty voice that didn’t sound like hers at all. “June. Please.”
Her body writhed against June, begging, taking, pleading, and June gave
her more. She worked her fingers, thrusting into Arabella’s tight, slick
channel, arching them to find that special spot inside. She raised her head so
she could watch herself do it, watch her fingers thrust in and out, stretching
Arabella as she took everything, watch her hips sway back into her,
listening to the raspy sounds of her breath and the wet sounds of their
bodies. Her own hand snaked between her legs again and she worked her
clit hard. There wasn’t enough oxygen in the room.
“Oh, God…” Arabella panted. “June, I’m going to…”
