Page 95 of Falling for My Bully: A Lesbian Romance
between drove Arabella straight to the edge. She was now very sure that her
pants were also soaked. Her clit throbbe
d and she was tempted, as she knelt
down between June’s thighs, to snake a hand between her legs and touch
herself just to relieve the ache that was building to a throbbing, blinding
intensity.
Up close, Arabella could smell June’s arousal, and that sent heat spiraling
up her thighs faster than anything. Her belly cramped tightly before she
brushed her hand over June’s silk and lace core. She was soaked and
Arabella thought she’d go insane if she didn’t taste her.
June’s hand rested gently on her shoulder, the other on her hair as
Arabella bent her head. June was sitting right on the edge of the counter, her
legs spread around Arabella’s shoulders. She breathed in the sweet, deep
scent of June as she brushed her panties aside. She was perfect. So wet, her
pussy glistening, her clit already swollen. Arabella meant to tease June or
attempt some sort of controlled foreplay, but she couldn’t make herself
wait. She had to taste her.
She kissed her first, hungrily, suckling at her clit gently before she used
her tongue to explore all of her. She licked her from her entrance to her clit,
teasing her there. Arabella moaned against June, and June responded,
wriggling against her, raking her nails over her scalp and whimpering
wildly. Her hips bucked off the counter and slammed back down as
Arabella thrust her tongue into her tight entrance.
Arabella swore she could do this for hours. Taste June. Lap up her
sweetness. She licked her way over her perfect folds back up to her clit,
suckling and kissing it, using her tongue until June’s hips were slamming on
the counter over and over again. Her fingers tightened in Arabella’s hair,
and she made the hottest noises. She was quiet, quieter the closer she got to
coming. Arabella could feel the way June tensed up. She heard the way her
whimpers changed, until there was no sound, just hard, deep breaths.
