Kelly glanced down at the rather large wet spot gracing the centre of her purple duvet, and didn’t give a damn, it would all come out in the wash.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been so wet,” Lucy said softly.

“Me either.” Kelly didn’t need to put a hand in her bikini briefs to feel how slick she was. The heavy ache and relentless pulsing between her legs told her as much.

She inched her way up the bed, peppering kisses over Lucy’s abdomen and breasts before crashing her lips to Lucy’s.

Needing to feel Lucy’s hands on her, Kelly reached up and untied the belt. The second her wrists were free, Lucy’s arms wrapped around Kelly. She held her tight, kissing Kelly long and deep, as though she couldn’t get close enough.

Emotion flooded every cell of Kelly’s being. She couldn’t recall ever feeling so wanted.

“Wow, that was quite the kiss,” Kelly said, resting her forehead against Lucy’s.

A coy smile tilted Lucy’s lips. “I’ve never tasted myself on another person. The combination of me on you was pretty hot.” Her flushed cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. “I always thought it’d be unpleasant.”

“A lot of firsts tonight, huh?”

“The best kind.”

Kelly gazed into Lucy’s alluring green eyes; the woman who came across as confident, worldly, yet was everything but when it came to sex.

A thought suddenly hit Kelly. “Have you tasted another woman before?”

“Oh yeah,” Lucy said, looking slightly amused. “Many, many times.”

Needing no further reassurance, Kelly bolted upright, pulled her panties to the side and straddled Lucy’s face.

In the back of her mind, Kelly wanted to know what had made Lucy smirk, but right then her need for release, and for this moment to be about the two of them, took precedence.

True to her word, Lucy knew what she was doing. Kelly held still, revelling in the exquisite sensations lighting up her body, as Lucy expertly devoured her.

The satiny soft feel of Lucy’s tongue gliding along the length of her slit was like an electrical current sparking every nerve ending to life. Her stomach fluttered, her toes curled, and her clit throbbed.

On the precipice of climax, Kelly thrust her pelvis chasing her own release. Lucy stilled, holding her tongue flat, letting Kelly take her pleasure. That action alone, the giving of herself, tipped Kelly over the edge.

Her inner walls spasmed and Kelly’s entire body pulsed with an intensity that left her breathless.

Still gripping the headboard, Kelly glanced down. The sight of Lucy smiling up at her—lips glistening with Kelly’s arousal, her gorgeous face framed by Kelly’s thighs—was an image she never wanted to forget. Like the flash of a camera blinding her, Kelly blinked, imprinting the image on the back of her eyelids.