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Sadie climbed on top, stretching and purring like a sexy, turned-on cat. “I’m obsessed with your body. I can’t wait to spend the day exploring it.”

“We’ve got all day,” Joan assured her.

“And I intend to use it.”

Sadie lowered and kissed her, gliding a leg between Joan’s. She didn’t make contact with the throbbing center of need, making Joan whimper and rise to meet it. Her wetness slid against Sadie’s thigh. The friction made Joan sigh into her mouth.

“Can I touch you?” Sadie asked.

“God, yes,” Joan begged against her lips.

Sadie kissed her, then dipped her fingers into Joan’s mouth. The unexpected move caused a thrill to dance through her. Sadie used those fingers to tease one of Joan’s nipples on the way down. She sucked on Joan’s neck, swirling her tongue, using her teeth. It all felt so, so good. The anticipation was delicious torture.

Her hand finally made contact, fingers tickling through Joan’s swollen folds. She pressed into them, wanting this so badly.

“Joanie,” Sadie exhaled.

Joan could only whimper again. She reveled in Sadie’s exploration, her discovery of sensitive spots, driving Joan to moan when the contact made her quiver. She looped her arms around Sadie, wanting more connection. She slid Sadie to the side, wrapping around her.

“Keep doing that,” Joan said. “I just need to hold you.”

Sadie repositioned her hand. The heel of her palm rubbed high while her fingers dipped low. Joan squeezed an arm and leg around her, kissing her with all the emotions spiraling through her. Their breasts rubbed together, causing the tingles there to travel south.

“Hang on,” Sadie muttered. “This isn’t working.”

She maneuvered her bottom arm until she had both hands available. One continued teasing Joan on the outside. Then the solid pressure of fingers filled her. A jolt of pleasure rocked Joan’s body, making her suck in air.

Sadie’s fingers curled, working and tapping as Joan moaned and clenched against them. “Is this good?” Sadie panted. “Harder? Lighter?”

“Faster,” Joan gritted against her mouth. She ground her clit into Sadie’s hand, wanting to come so fucking badly.

Her orgasm built, and Sadie tongued her mouth deeply and pleasured her thoroughly with her hands, and they were so close, so connected physically, and…

The fire melded into one singular sensation.

Love.

She loved Sadie.

“Come for me, baby,” Sadie said.

The plea sent Joan over the edge. She cried out, clutching Sadie, shuddering as the release consumed her. She loved Sadie. Loved her so much. She wanted to stay wrapped in her arms for a lifetime, kissing her as heat escaped and warmed the inside of their mouths.

It was so overpowering, tears coated her eyes. She rode through the orgasm, shaking and shivering. Sadie relaxed her hands but continued gently playing with Joan, kissing her tenderly.

When it was definitely over, Sadie slid her hand across Joan’s hip. She leaned back slightly and grinned. Opened her mouth to say something. Then her face morphed into alarm.

“Joan.” She reached up to touch her cheek. “Honey. You’re crying. What’s wrong?”

Joan shook her head. “Nothing,” she said with a watery smile. “I’m really happy.”

Sadie sat up and wiped at the tears flowing from Joan’s eyes. Even though they were evaporating. “Is everything okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No, sweetheart.” Joan rested a hand on Sadie’s thigh. “I’ve never… And I just… And I…”

Sadie stared at her, eyes wide and worried.

Joan squeezed her thigh. “I love you. And I’ve never been in love. Not like this. It overwhelmed me, is all.”