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rapture snapped and unfurled through her, stemming
from that sweet spot Lindsey’s fingertip caressed. While Ella still came,
Lindsey’s mouth sought hers, hard and hungry, almost punishing.
    As soon as the last trace of bliss eddied away, Ella broke
free of their kiss. She clutched Lindsey’s shirt and dragged it off over her
head. She slid her fingers under the band of Lindsey’s sports bra, removed it and
tossed the scrap of cloth on top of the discarded shirt.
    Ella couldn’t bear to drag her palms away from Lindsey’s
small, tight breasts with their pebbled nipples. Fresh desire surged at the
sight of her lover naked from the waist up. She’d never felt such need just
from looking at another person. Reluctantly releasing Lindsey’s breasts, Ella
unbuttoned her jeans.
    “Do you want to get on the bed?” Lindsey asked.
    Ella laughed. “I suppose it would be more comfortable.”
    Lindsey stood and shucked her jeans and cotton panties,
revealing narrow hips, a neatly trimmed thatch and muscled legs. Her boyish
physique was nothing like Ella’s lush curves, but it was perfect just the same.
A little silver ring dangled from Lindsey’s bellybutton.
    She bent and took Ella’s hand, helping her up. They stood,
hips to hips, breasts to breasts, touching and gazing at each other.
    “What do you think so far?” Lindsey asked, sweeping a strand
of Ella’s hair off her neck.
    “I want to touch you,” Ella said. “And…taste you.” Boldly
she reached between her lover’s legs and brushed her knuckles against the tight
curls.
    Taking Ella’s hands, Lindsey took a step back and then sat
on the bed. Holding Ella’s gaze, she opened her thighs.
    Ella’s pulse ran wild as she drank in Lindsey’s soft-gray eyes,
her plush, parted lips, her decidedly masculine posture, and lower where there
was no mistaking the femininity that had recently been concealed by boyish
clothes.
    Lindsey lifted her chin with an almost arrogant confidence
as she stroked her finger through her pink folds.
    Ella had never seen anyone so sexy.
    “Touch me, princess,” Lindsey said, reaching for Ella’s hand
to draw her closer.

Chapter Three
     
    Ella’s mouth went bone-dry as Lindsey guided her hand
between her legs. Sucking in a harsh breath, Ella caressed the moist heat,
thrilling when her lover’s thighs opened a fraction wider. Dampness trickled
onto her fingertip as she explored the juicy crease.
    Her own clit pulsed with need as for the first time she
touched another woman’s pussy. Lindsey breathed deeply. Contentedly. “Feel how
wet I am for you?”
    Gnawing her bottom lip, Ella nodded.
    Lindsey reclined on her elbows and spread her legs wider.
“Put your finger inside me.”
    Ella slid her middle finger down until it found the opening
and slipped inside. Lindsey’s inner tissues hugged Ella’s finger like warm, wet
velvet.
    “Mmm,” Lindsey murmured and planted a foot on the bed. She
twisted slightly to lift her hips. “Don’t be gentle, princess. Fuck me hard.”
    Bracing herself with one hand, Ella leaned over her lover
and worked her finger in and out of the tight passage. Lindsey’s eyes closed.
Her chin dropped and her forehead furrowed as she pumped her hips furiously to
meet Ella’s thrusts.
    “Fuck, baby.” Lindsey’s voice was but a rough breath. “Oh, fuck.
Mmm. Oh yeah, like that. Harder. Oh God, yes. I’m gonna come.”
    Her mouth opened in a silent gasp. Her fists clenched and
her toes curled and then Lindsey’s pussy clamped down on her finger and
squeezed. Lindsey seized Ella’s wrist and held her hand captive against her
groin while she ground her clit against the heel of Ella’s palm.
    She gasped when Lindsey grabbed her and pulled her down on
the bed. Their mouths fused and they kissed hungrily. Ella whimpered. She
couldn’t get close enough, she couldn’t kiss hard enough. Her body moved
restively against the other female’s.
    “Taste my come,” Lindsey said, urging Ella’s