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touch.

She smoothed her index finger around her clit, closing her eyes and

throwing her head back against the pillows at the sensation. June’s own

hand drifted down between her legs, circling her clit slowly, teasing herself

as she watched Arabella do the same.

Arabella circled her clit again, smearing her wetness over herself,

rocking into her hand. She didn’t try to stop herself from making exquisite

sounds of pleasure. They fell from her mouth like a rich dark chocolate that

June wanted to devour. She loved the sight of Arabella, her pale thighs

parted, her hand working herself, almost more than she could bear.

Even though June had planned on watching Arabella take herself to

climax, she couldn’t wait another second to taste her, or she was going to…

God, she didn’t know what was going to happen, but she’d never felt such a

strong need to do anything before.

“Will you let me taste you?” June rasped. “Please?”

Arabella stopped, and her eyes shot open. She scrambled onto her hands

and knees so fast that June nearly giggled. She would have been content to

taste Arabella as she was, but she remembered what she’d said in the

kitchen. Again, June didn’t think that she herself could have been so bold,

but when Arabella grasped the top of the headboard, curling her hands into

the upholstery, and waited, June’s mouth went bone dry.

God, Arabella was perfectly made. She was a goddess, her skin so

smooth and creamy that it looked like it had been painted by a master. Her

curves made June’s mouth water all over again. A stream of saliva jetted

over her tongue when she got bold enough or reach for Arabella, smoothing

her hand over the curl of her hip, tracing the curve of her bottom. Arabella

made a noise that was all pleasure as June parted her legs gently. She

positioned herself behind her, getting down on the bed until her face was at

the right angle. She waited for just a second, letting her breath tease the

sensitive inside of Arabella’s thighs until she whimpered.