The Princess and the Evil Queen: A Lesbian Romance Retelling of the Classic Fairytale Snow White by Lola Andrews

Author:Lola Andrews [Andrews, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica
Published: 2019-04-26T22:00:00+00:00

The sun shone bright still in Harlow’s grove, and Snow canted her neck backwards, catching the warm rays on her skin and enjoying the feeling of them against her face, her neck and her chest. She breathed in, feeling her breasts come up and then down. Resting between them, Harlow’s hand was steady, firm, as if making sure that she was still there, and that she was still breathing.

Between her legs, Harlow’s second hand was moving, however, slow and precise and wonderful, her fingers already so familiar with her pussy that even the thought of them made Snow wet. Today it seemed impossible to her that Harlow should give her more pleasure – they had spent their day frolicking in the water and laying on the grass, and they hadn’t stopped touching since the early morning. Surely Snow’s body was spent.

“I can’t,” she whined. “Cariño, I’m done.”

“A little more…” Harlow countered, humming softly and bringing her mouth to Snow’s neck, finding a spot bruised by her kisses and sucking softly on the tender skin.

Snow moaned breathily, wrapping herself about Harlow and denying any wish to stop. Hands on her hair and legs around her hips, Snow kept Harlow right where she was, fingers inside her, mouth at her neck, taut nipples casually brushing against her own, bellies shivering together. Harlow was sweaty, and she smelled of the grass that had stuck to her hair during their rolling around and of sex, of clammy skin and her own sticky arousal.

“I really don’t think I can,” she repeated, breathless, her voice a murmur of hot air against Harlow’s throat.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Mmmm, not yet, not yet.”

Harlow laughed, the sound bubbly and clear. She kissed slowly down Snow’s neck, over her flushed collarbones and the soft swell of her breasts, and her fingers grew slower as she traveled her skin, making Snow shiver as she came down from her overstay in the heights of pleasure. She would feel Harlow inside her for hours even after she’d stopped touching her, she was sure, and the thought made her moan again.

Harlow took her time, playing Snow’s body with ease, pulling away and then coming closer again, caressing her as she brought her down. Snow breathed out, eventually spent, and let her shoulders relax against the grass. She blinked her eyes open slowly and looked up at Harlow, perched above her and still straddling her hips, naked and beautiful and free, her hands soft on Snow’s belly.

“We are going to be late,” Snow said after a moment, now looking at the sun up in the sky.

The grove had a funny way of rendering time unimportant.

“One can’t be late to the winter solstice,” Harlow countered. “No one cares about timing when there are bonfires to be had and good wine to spare.”

“Mrs. Agnes would beg to disagree.”

Harlow groaned, playing up her annoyance even as she smiled one of her pretty grins, the gap between her teeth making her allure soft.

“Mrs. Agnes would dare disagree with a queen.

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