was crossing the lines of the agreement. She was breaking her
own rules. She knew that no matter what she said about
strings, this wouldn’t be a clean break.
Kissing the juncture of Emily’s silky thigh, Dani hooked her
fingers under the black lace thong and pulled it gently away.
She was amazed at how wet Emily was. The delicate scent of
her arousal short-circuited Dani’s brain, frying her resistance
and sundering the few remaining threads of her control.
She ran her finger over Emily, gathering the beads of
moisture that glistened in her folds. Dani had never seen
anyone so perfect. Emily was waxed and smooth and soft.
When Dani touched her, Emily’s whole body vibrated. She’d
sunk down on the couch when Dani crawled down her body
and now her head and shoulders rested on the arm. Her back
jerked up and her hips bucked into Dani’s touch as she trailed
her fingers lower.
With the other hand, she cupped Emily’s bottom, lifting her
off the couch. Dani settled herself there, lost in the swirling
tides of lust and need and desire pulling her in every direction.
She bent her head, closed her eyes, and tasted the sweetest
nectar she’d ever known. Emily’s body moved perfectly to the
rhythm they were creating with each other.
“God, you’re perfect,” Dani whispered against Emily’s hot
skin.
Emily whimpered as Dani used her tongue to taste every
inch of her. She stopped at Emily’s clit, which was already
tight. She swirled and flicked her tongue over the little bud
and Emily threw back her head and moaned. Her hips arched
up, grinding against Dani’s tongue. Dani used her finger to
tease Emily while she flicked her tongue over her clit. She