Love Forged by Nicole Pyland

Author:Nicole Pyland [Pyland, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2021-03-19T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

This was so much better than their first kiss. In fact, Tate decided to reclaim their first kiss and insert this one in its place. Her lips fit so perfectly with Flynn’s. How had she not ever noticed that before? Her lips were thinner. Flynn’s were full and massaged her own as they continued their slow explorations. Tate slid her tongue not experimentally, but confidently into Flynn’s mouth. Her hips rocked into Flynn’s, causing them both to moan as Flynn’s tongue moved against her own. They kissed like that for a long time, with Flynn’s hands continuing to mess up Tate’s styled hair, and Tate’s hands growing more and more confident.

She slid one hand to the hem of Flynn’s little black dress and lifted it up enough to place her hand under it high on Flynn’s thigh. She rested it here, not asking for anything else, but suddenly wanting everything else. She had never kissed anyone like this before. It was so different than any kiss with a man, but it also wasn’t just about the fact that it was with a woman. It was because of Flynn. Tate’s hand moved a little more central over Flynn’s thigh. Flynn moaned into Tate’s mouth and then pulled back abruptly, likely to catch her breath. Tate wasn’t discouraged. She moved her mouth to Flynn’s neck and kissed her there, dragging her tongue along Flynn’s skin, tasting that honey and vanilla, along with a little bit of sweat from their dancing. Flynn’s face rested against Tate’s shoulder. One of her hands slid down to Tate’s ass, cupped it, and moved Tate into her. When it slid around to Tate’s front and cupped her there, Tate lost control.

“Do you like that?” Flynn asked, whispering into Tate’s ear.

“Yes,” Tate said into Flynn’s ear.

“How much can you feel?” Flynn massaged the dildo between Tate’s legs.

“Enough. Trust me.”

“Do you want to use that on me?”

“Yes. I have no idea what’s happening right now, but this feels so…”

“Fucking hot,” Flynn finished for her.

She continued to stroke the toy and alternated between cupping it and applying pressure, which only made Tate’s clit throb harder. Tate’s hand slid to the inside of Flynn’s thigh. It stilled there, but she could feel the warmth of Flynn’s center, and she wanted to touch her. God, she wanted to make Flynn come, and she was on a dance floor in the middle of a New York City nightclub.

“I want to touch you,” she said as she sucked on Flynn’s earlobe. “You’re driving me crazy.” Then, she felt the zipper of her jeans slide down. “Flynn!” she whisper-yelled into Flynn’s ear.

“No one can see,” Flynn whispered back. “It’s too dark, and we’re too close together. I just have to feel you. Can I?”

Tate gulped and said, “Yes.”

Flynn’s fingers moved to the button, which she undid. Tate’s head was spinning. She felt Flynn’s hand; Flynn’s hand move inside her jeans, and she cupped her once more.

“Oh, God. You’re wearing this for me?” Flynn asked.

“I’m wearing it for me,” Tate answered, sliding her hand to cup Flynn over her panties.

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