Free Kissed By Moonlight by Lucy Lambert Page B

shirt and bra, letting my breasts fall free. My nipples were the object of her desire, and she wrapped her lips around one.
    “Oh, yes!” I said, my fingers wrapped in her hair, pulling her mouth closer. Her tongue licked around my sensitive flesh even as she sucked me.
    Then she nipped me, sending a lance of pleasure and pain through my body.
    When I could no longer take it, she switched to the other nipple and gave it a similar treatment.
    Except this time, one of her hands traced its way down my bare stomach. Her fingers deftly undid my jeans, pulling the zipper down. It was the sexiest sound I’d heard in a while.
    Then those same fingers pushed down beneath my panties and found the heat she’d been stoking there.
    “Jenn, oh, Jenn!” I said as her finger slipped into me.
    I was tight, but she was gentle. Her fingertip tickled my walls for a few moments, teasing me before sinking deeper.
    “Do you like it?” she said, looking into my eyes and pushing my bangs off my face.
    “Yes,” I said.
    She knew just where to touch me, just how to get me to relax around her. When she pulled her finger out of me, wet and glistening with my juices, I wanted her to put it back right away.
    But instead she sucked my juices off her finger, letting her lips trail back along it seductively. Then, crawling off the bed, she stripped off my boots and socks, then pulled down my jeans and panties.
    I lay bare on her bed, her eyes eating my naked body up. She didn’t even need to touch me. Just her gaze walking up and down my thighs, climbing my breasts, looking at my neck, was enough to set me trembling.
    “You’re so beautiful,” Jenn said, “I wanted you ever since the moment you sat down next to me.”
    “Well, tonight I’m yours,” I said, some impatience leaking into my voice. How could she leave me hanging like this?
    “I better make it count, then, right?”Jenn said, doing that sexy thing where she let her bottom lip slip out from between her white teeth.
    She went down onto her knees beside the bed. Before I could ask what she was doing, she grabbed my thighs and pulled me over so that she knelt between my legs.
    The feel of her hot breath on my burning sex was maddening.
    “You smell so good,” Jenn said, running her lips and nose along my inner thighs, letting the heat of her breathing tickle me.
    “Good…” I said, rubbing at my face. My body writhed on her sheets. There was so much pent up energy and desire within me, looking for some way to get out.
    “I wonder how you taste…?” she said.
    When she put her mouth on me, my back arched up. I grabbed handfuls of her comforter. But she gave me no rest. No, she was relentless.
    The tip of her tongue made its way up and down my sopping slit, pausing at my love button to lap at it.
    The light in the room took on different shades. Every time she gave me another stroke of her tongue, balls of color exploded against the back of my eyelids.
    It felt like I was about to float off the bed, or that I might actually manage to fold myself in half, my back arched so much. It was almost too good.
    And then she put her finger into me again. She found my spot right away, the pad of her index finger rubbing against it insistently.
    That, combined with her tongue, pushed me over the edge.
    “You can scream if you like. There’s no one around,” Jenn said, taking her mouth from me for a moment. Her cheeks glistened with my wetness.
    A second finger entered me, my slick walls stretching out to accommodate it.
    All that pent up energy, all that desire, all that frustration, it all contracted into the smallest, tightest little ball low in my stomach.
    And then it burst. I ground myself against Jenn’s tongue, my hips bucking. But she held on and kept licking all throughout my climax.
    Hot waves of pleasure slammed through my body, every muscle in me alternating between concrete and spaghetti. Some sweat dripped down into my eyes, stinging them, but I didn’t care.
    In that