Her whole body tingled, and a wave of affection coursed through her for a woman who not long ago had been a stranger to her. Never had Sherry felt so loved.

Madison’s mouth moved once more to Sherry’s neck, kissing, licking, and sucking on it.

Sherry was struggling to control her own breathing. A pleasant shiver ran down her arms and back, and she pulled Madison closer with both hands.

“You, I only want you,” Madison whispered in her ear and started nibbling on her earlobe.

A moan was all Sherry was capable of. Not even in her wildest dreams had she thought that it could be like this. Sherry’s hands slid down Madison’s back until she squeezed both of her butt cheeks. She couldn’t get Madison close enough.

Madison groaned. “God, Sherry, you’re driving me crazy.”

Sherry managed a shaky grin. “Does that mean you want me to stop?”

Their eyes met when Madison moved back a little. “Don’t you dare.”

Sherry laughed and squeezed Madison’s behind a second time.

Madison chuckled too before she bent down again to kiss Sherry passionately.

Sherry felt dizzy, but she didn’t care. Being so close to Madison, feeling the love in her touches—even if it later might turn out to be an illusion—was making her forget everything else.

When Madison moved slightly to the side, Sherry was about to complain. But then she felt Madison’s hand caressing her collarbone and her eyes fell shut.

Much too slowly, Madison’s hands trailed down between her breasts, and her lips followed every movement. Featherlight kisses covered every inch of Sherry’s skin that Madison could reach.

Sherry couldn’t wait any longer. She grabbed Madison’s head and pulled her face down to one of her breasts.

With her tongue, Madison encircled Sherry’s nipple at an almost painfully slow pace.

It became harder to breathe. Sherry’s whole body was vibrating. “Madison,” she panted.

Madison took her nipple between her lips and started sucking.

“Holy—!” All of Sherry’s nerves seemed to start and end in her nipple. Instinctively, she pulled Madison’s head even closer. “Madison, please!” She had no idea what she was asking for, but that didn’t make her begging any less urgent.

One of Madison’s hands moved down to caress her belly.

When Madison’s mouth let go of her nipple, she was about to complain, but then Madison switched to her other breast and all protest died on her lips.

While one of Sherry’s hands still urged Madison on to make love to her breasts, her other hand moved away from Madison’s behind to encounter the soft skin of her back.

Madison caressed her belly, and her warm fingers slowly moved south. Her movement halted before touching Sherry’s pubic hair, though. When she looked up at her with a questioning gaze, Sherry’s nipple fell out of her mouth.