Page 97 of Forget Me Not: A Lesbian Romance
craving Quinn’s taste even more now that she’d already had a
little bit.
When Quinn was writhing beneath her wildly, whispering
soft words begging for release, Dallas gave it to her. She
pressed her tongue onto Quinn’s clit before she suckled the
bud into her mouth. She applied the gentlest pressure and
Quinn was gone.
It was so sexy watching her, feeling her, listening to her
come apart. Dallas didn’t stop until Quinn buried her hands in
her hair and tugged her back up to her. She kissed Dallas
furiously, wrapping her legs around her waist. Dallas was
already so far gone that just the pressure of Quinn’s pelvis
against her own as she ground against her brought heat surging
to her lower belly and upper thighs. She kept going, grinding
and pulsing wildly against Quinn until that heat became
overwhelming and unbearable. It changed in intensity,
growing cold and shivery until it all exploded in a sensation
that made Dallas’ brain feel like it was going to explode inside
her skull.
Dallas didn’t hold back. She knew it would be over too
quickly, but she couldn’t not let it happen. The climax
consumed her like waves and like fire. Like waves of fire. It
washed over her, pounding and throbbing and pulsing. She
didn’t stop until long after the sensation changed, growing
sensitive and almost painful. It still felt good. So good. Dallas
drew out each and every wave, every second, every bit of it
before she collapsed against Quinn.
Quinn brushed Dallas’ hair off her sticky brow. “I want
more.”
Dallas didn’t know how much time she had left, but she
