She turned her head, seeing Abby’s face again, the colors of the downtown lights flashing across her as they drove. When Abby looked at her, the fire she saw in her eyes nearly made her whimper. Abby held her gaze for a moment, then looked away as her fingers began to dance against her.

She bit down on her lip to keep quiet. She clutched the armrest with her hand to remain still, but her hips arched off the seat in near desperation as Abby’s fingers continued to stroke her.

“Nicole, are you enjoying it?” Sandra called from up front.

She nearly broke out into a fit of giggles, but Abby’s fingers never stilled. She cleared her throat before speaking, hoping her voice sounded normal and not like she’d been running a race.

“It’s wonderful. It’s definitely a first for me,” she managed, hearing Abby’s quiet chuckle beside her.

“Wait until we get into the neighborhoods. It’s all so festive, up and down the streets.”

She couldn’t comment. Hell, she couldn’t breathe. Abby didn’t seem to care, however. She spread her legs further, letting Abby do as she wanted. She swore her vision blurred as she tried to keep quiet. With Abby’s fingers dancing against her, she climaxed with a quick jerk of her hips. She took Abby’s hand, holding it between her legs, pressing it into her center.

Abby leaned closer then, her lips at her ear. “That was fun.”

Nic turned, capturing her mouth with her own. She heard Abby moan into the kiss. “So, you have a little bit of a naughty side, huh?”

Abby snuggled against her with a sigh. “Yes. Who knew?”

* * *

After the tour of lights, they settled by the fire, sipping wine and cocktails as Bill took out sheet music from the piano bench. To say the least, the last thing Nic wanted to do was sing Christmas carols. No, she wanted to take Abby’s hand and lead her upstairs and get her naked. Because by the time they’d finished the tour, she’d had about as much foreplay as she could take. Secret touches and stolen kisses had them both in a sexual frenzy by the time Bill had driven them back home. Her legs felt wobbly as she got out, and she and Abby had held hands and leaned against each other like the new lovers they were.