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“Yes,” Dallas urged her. “Come for me.” She claimed

Quinn’s mouth frantically as she exploded beneath her.

It was the most sensational climax Dallas had ever

experienced, and it wasn’t even hers. She drank in Quinn’s

screams of pleasure, kissing them away. Quinn’s hips jacked

up so hard that Dallas nearly went flying off of her. She could

feel Quinn contracting around the toy like it was her own

fingers inside of her. Their skin was wet and slippery. As

Quinn came around the toy, Dallas’ fingers were coated in the

rush of her arousal. Just feeling Quinn come beneath her was

enough to throw Dallas over the edge. She moved her hand

and brushed her thumb over her clit, hard, a few times, and she

was gone.

The waves of pleasure rocked her, the climax sharp, the

shockwaves brutally wonderful. She had to break the kiss to

pant near Quinn’s ear, tiny little hoarse whimpers of pleasure.

They came down together, holding each other and

trembling. Quinn’s hand covered Dallas’ and gently removed

the toy. She set it aside somewhere in the bed. Dallas didn’t

know because she was still seeing black spots and bright white

lights in front of her eyes from the intensity of the climax.

She did find Quinn’s forehead with her lips and managed

to drag herself to the side. Their legs were still tangled when

she pulled Quinn into her arms.

“I want to taste you again,” Quinn begged. “I want you to

ride my face until you come.”

“Oh my God,” Dallas moaned. “Just two minutes. I just

need two minutes. I don’t think I can actually move right

now.”

Quinn giggled. She brushed her thumb gently over Dallas’