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through her unchecked.

Arabella unclasped her bra, revealing her beautiful breasts. They were

more than a handful when June cupped one, the dark pink nipples beaded

tightly. She moaned when June ran her thumb over one. Her hands hooked

under her panties, and she swayed and shifted, removing them with that

flexibility and grace she’d been talking about.

June groaned in appreciation when she stepped back and just looked at

Arabella. At her long legs, at her flat stomach and the curl of her hips. At

her heavy breasts and the mane of blonde hair that flowed nearly to her

waist.

“You’re beautiful,” June whispered in awe. She dropped her hands to

Arabella’s hips and guided her back to the bed.

She had a white duvet with cherry blossoms strewn across it. When she

fell back against it, June just stood there, studying her again, drinking in the

sight of Arabella’s pale skin and golden hair against the flagrant red

blossoms.

She drank her fill, then she climbed onto the bed. She kissed her way

down Arabella’s stomach, over the soft ridges of her gently defined abs,

using her breath to tickle and tease along with her lips and fingertips as she

explored Arabella’s lush curves and satin skin. Arabella shivered and

whimpered, and the noises and movements were so erotic that June felt like

she was going to boil from the inside out.

“I want to see you pleasure yourself,” June said thickly. “Will you show

me?”

She knew she probably wouldn’t have been bold enough if Arabella had

asked, but Arabella seemed to like taking commands. She shifted her legs,

setting her heels on the covers, opening her knees, opening herself. Her

eyes glistened hotly in the lamplight as she watched June watching her. She

was totally smooth, and so wet that when her finger smoothed over her

folds, she gasped at the sensation and her hips angled up, thrusting into her