Free Betrayal: Abby's Guilt (The Betrayal Series) by Sofia Velardi Page A

shouldn’t do but felt compelled, by forces beyond her control, to do. A voice inside her head kept telling her to walk away and do the right thing, but Abby ignored it and followed the desire in the heart instead. With her heart pumping at an alarmingly fast rate, Abby chucked her clutch and the iPhone box on the floor and lunged at Brianna. She gripped both sides of Brianna’s face with her hands and crushed Brianna’s mouth with hers.
    Brianna reacted to the surprising but most-welcomed kiss by placing her hands on the small of Abby’s back and pressing Abby’s petite body against hers. She cocked her head to the side so she could take every inch of Abby’s hungry mouth inside hers. She mentally compared that kiss to the one they shared a few days earlier, and there was no comparison. The unexpected, mind -shattering kiss they were sharing in that hotel suite was better in every possible way. There was no deception, coercion or malice behind it. That kiss was as hungry as the first one, but it was also honest, sweet, beautiful.
    With their mouths and their tongues engaged in a fiery battle for supremacy, Brianna dragged Abby towards the couch. After almost tripping over the coffee table, they both tumbled down on the luxurious sofa, and Brianna immediately climbed on top of Abby.
    With lust reeling through her veins, Abby parted her legs and bent them at the knees so Brianna could nestle her hips between them. Abby’s pulse quickened when Brianna laid the full weight of her body on her. Having another woman’s body pressed against hers like that felt very strange to Abby but also very comfortable. She moaned into Brianna’s mouth while her hands got acquainted with Brianna’s bare back. Abby’s mind was in a daze as the pads of her fingers glided up and down the impossibly smooth skin. All of her actions were being dictated by the overwhelming tidal wave of desire pulsating between her legs, and she was powerless against it.
    Brianna did more than nestle her hips between Abby’s legs. She relieved her pent-up longing for the petite brunette by ferociously thrusting her hips against Abby’s, grinding on her over the fabric of her gown, while her lips sucked and bit every inch of Abby’s cherry flavored lips with desperate hunger. Brianna had spent many nights and days dreaming of that moment, dreaming of tasting those soft, pouty lips once again. Having Abby under her, responding the way she was responding to her touch and kisses, was beyond anything Brianna could have possibly dreamed of.
    Just when Abby thought her mind could not shatter into smaller pieces, Brianna’s hand found her breast. With an urgent moan that drowned inside Brianna’s mouth, Abby arched her back, pushing her small breast against Brianna’s unrelenting hand. Brianna’s mouth bounced around from Abby’s lips to the side of her neck, to the swell of her breast, and back to her lips. It was as if she could not decide which part of that girl’s body to feast on first.
    The feel of Brianna’s soft lips nibbling and tasting those sensitive parts of her anatomy sent delicious shock waves of pleasure through Abby’s body.
    It didn’t take long for Brianna’s hand to free Abby’s breast and disappear under the skirt of Abby’s gown. Clumsily and nervously, Brianna wrestled with the ample skirt. She flipped the chiffon fabric up with one hand until most of it was bunched up on top of Abby’s torso. Brianna moaned hungrily against Abby’s neck when her hand made contact with the smoothness and softness of Abby’s bare leg.
    Abby responded with a moan of her own to Brianna’s hand gliding up and down the length of her leg. She began to writhe under Brianna, no longer able to control the lust burning through every fiber of her being. The high voltage shots of electricity pulsating between her thighs kept increasing in intensity and frequency with every passing second.
    Brianna’s lips found Abby’s once more and slammed against