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nipples were practically slicing through her bra and

threatening to do damage to her shirt.

Quinn kept drawing lazy circles for a few more seconds,

until her own urgency made her lean forward. Dallas didn’t

move. She stayed perfectly still and let Quinn lead. Touch.

Taste. Do as she pleased. It was sexy as hell, having her

submit so easily and readily.

Quinn pushed aside Dallas’ lace panties and traced her

smooth skin below. While Quinn preferred shaving, Dallas

always had gone for waxes. She started when she was

fourteen, bravely and brazenly getting it done all at once, and

she’d never stopped. She was so smooth that Quinn felt slick

and wet herself.

She had this idea that tasting Dallas while her underwear

were still on would be really hot. When she did it, leaning

forward until her nose brushed up against the lace, she knew

that she was right. Dallas didn’t make a sound, but she did

open her legs and thrust into Quinn’s face. Quinn used her

tongue to trace a pattern over Dallas’ panties from top to

bottom. The lace was soaked and Quinn hummed low under

her breath at Dallas’ intoxicating taste.

Dallas’ legs trembled under Quinn’s hands. She tasted her

again, and again, lapping and sucking the lace into her mouth,

thrusting her tongue inside Dallas. It was incredibly sexy,

because Dallas could feel everything through that thin barrier.

She wrapped her hands in Quinn’s hair and tugged her face to

her. She rocked her hips against the stool and threw back her

head and gave in.

Quinn just used her mouth. Her lips. Her tongue. She

drove Dallas insane without her fingers, without her body,