Page 166 of Forget Me Not: A Lesbian Romance

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even stepped under the shower’s spray.

Quinn guided her in, kissing her until they were both

breathless. The water soaked them both, cascading over their

bodies, which were pressed tightly together.

When Quinn slid her hand down between them, Dallas

could only moan and shift into that touch. Quinn’s skilled

fingers hit every inch of Dallas’ already sensitive skin. She

brushed her index finger over Dallas’ clit and Dallas

whimpered into her mouth.

“So wet,” Quinn panted. She licked water droplets from

Dallas’ lower lip with her tongue. Dallas moaned again. “This

is all you. It’s not the shower.”

“Yes,” Dallas hissed. “Because of you. Because you’re so

beautiful. And sensual. And erotic. And sexy.”

Quinn laughed and nipped Dallas’ bottom lip with her

teeth as her fingers trailed lower, finding Dallas’ entrance.

Dallas gasped as two of Quinn’s fingers slid inside of her,

filling her. She moaned and leaned into Quinn while throwing

her head back against the tile. The warm water sprayed over

Quinn’s shoulders and Dallas’ chest, making their skin

deliciously slick. Her hard nipples slid against Quinn’s breasts.

It was a strange sensation, being soaking wet. The friction

wasn’t the same, and that was thrilling too. It sent tendrils of

pleasure racing straight to Dallas’ stomach.

Quinn curled her fingers and went deeper, filling Dallas so

that she cried out. She circled her hips into every motion of

Quinn’s fingers, taking her deeper. Quinn’s hips gyrated too

and Dallas realized that she shouldn’t turn to jelly and just

receive the pleasure that Quinn was so willing to give. She

should give it too. She wanted desperately to touch Quinn.

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