Bri pulled her vest over her head and slid down her undershorts, watching as Lina’s eyes roved her broad figure. They stood there, bare before each other, and Bri knew this was the edge of something new. She was already free-falling, but now she knew she’d never touch the ground again. Something about being bare, stripped back of every mask, feeling her skin against Lina’s own—that felt an awful lot like sealing her fate.

With one final breath, she closed the distance, the feeling of Lina’s warm skin against hers igniting a fire in her core. If she could feel only one sensation for the rest of her life, it would be the silken brush of Lina’s smooth, warm skin against her own.

Lina’s heated softness zinged bolts of desire through Bri as she slowly lowered Lina onto the bed, prowling on top of her. Her lips met Lina’s again with a soft kiss, breathing in her night-blooming scent. She skimmed her hand down to Lina’s breast, her thumb circling her peaked nipple just as she had done in the library. She was rewarded with the same sweet moan.

She absorbed each breathy sound with her lips, her knee riding up between Lina’s ample thighs until her muscled leg pressed against Lina’s core. Tilting her hips, Lina ground herself into Bri’s leg as her hands roved Bri’s muscled back and down to Bri’s ass. Lina’s fingers pressed in on Bri’s muscled backside, rolling Bri’s hips along with her own.

Bri’s mouth left Lina’s, trailing kisses down her neck and over the swell of her breasts. Her tongue circled Lina’s nipple, pulling it between her teeth and making Lina gasp from under her. She grinned and did it again, relishing in the sounds she elicited from Lina.

Her hands and mouth roamed lower, over the curve of Lina’s belly and down to the inside of her thigh. Lina’s chest heaved, knowing exactly where Bri was moving. Bri traced taunting circles with her tongue along Lina’s thigh as her hands reached Lina’s knees and spread them wider.

Desire coursed through her as she hovered her mouth over Lina, holding her still as Lina tried to close the distance between her wanting core and Bri’s lips. She grinned at Lina’s shameless writhing, desperate for the promise of her mouth to be fulfilled. Finally, Bri relented, lowering down.

The first slide of her tongue made Lina suck in a sharp breath, a guttural noise catching in her throat. Bri groaned, tasting Lina as her tongue lapped in slow sweeps up and down. Lina’s hand reached for Bri, threading her fingers into Bri’s hair as Bri found a rhythm with her tongue that made Lina’s breath hitch over and over. Lina fisted one hand into the sheets to keep from shattering.