Page 40 of October (New Orleans #10)

When Molly nodded, Finley knew what that meant, so she reached for and pulled off Molly’s shirt.

Molly’s hands went to Finley’s breasts, cupping them and massaging them because she hadn’t done this last night.

Finley lay back and held on to Molly’s hips, letting Molly continue to stroke her breasts and use her thumb and forefinger to play with her nipples, earning a little moan from Finley.

“Should I stop?”

“No. Why would you stop?” Finley asked.

“If we’re not… You’re getting… I mean, I think you’re getting turned on.”

“You are very much turning me on right now, yes,” Finley said and cupped both of Molly’s breasts. “I could honestly come from just this.”

“No, you couldn’t.”

“Yes, I could. My nipples are very sensitive, and if you touch them a certain way, I’ll feel it down there.”

“You would?”

Finley nodded.

“You’ve come that way before?”

“Only on my own. I have these nipple clamps at home.”

“You have nipple clamps? You said you had a few toys.”

“I do. Nipple clamps are one of the few things I have. I also have a strap-on, but I think I’ll buy a new one.”

“Why?”

“Because if you want me to use one on you, I want you to pick a new one out with me.”

Molly nodded and said, “You used that with–”

“Yes. So, it goes into the trash when I get home, okay? We’ll get a new one if you decide that you want that.”

“I do,” Molly said. “Not tomorrow, though.”

“Okay. We’ll go pick something out together.”

Molly tweaked Finley’s nipples and asked, “You really can come like that?”

“If you started moving those hips while you did that to them, yes, I’ll come. It takes a while, and I’m guessing here, but if you… sucked on them and maybe… nibbled a little, I’d come, too.”

“I want to do that,” she said.

“We’re only going to second base tonight,” Finley noted.

“But I want you.”

“And I want you,” Finley echoed, sitting up and kissing Molly’s neck. “But I don’t think we should let our hormones get the better of us tonight.” She kissed the same spot again. “Will you show me how you like your breasts touched?”

“Yes,” Molly whispered.

Finley held up her hand, and Molly took it, placing it on her right breast. Then, she squeezed Finley’s hand.

“Like this?”

“Yes,” Molly said. “My nipples aren’t very sensitive, but I like this.”

“Massaging?”

Molly nodded and felt Finley’s other hand on her left breast. That caused her to wrap her arms around Finley’s neck because she needed to hold on to something.

Finley moved her lips back to Molly’s, and they kissed as Finley continued to massage her breasts in a way that had her nipples standing to attention.

When she couldn’t take it anymore, she lowered Finley’s hands back down to her hips, lifted Finley’s breasts because she had to due to their height difference at the moment, and moved into her, pressing herself into them.

Feeling their rock-hard nipples pressed together now, Molly moaned into Finley’s mouth.

“Fuck,” Finley let out, and Molly felt Finley’s hips jolt underneath her. “We should maybe pause after all because you’re driving me crazy.”

“I want it,” Molly replied.

“Molls, we–”

“No, the thing you suggested earlier. My toy. I want it.”

“Are you sure? We don’t have to do anything but this tonight. This is perfect.”

Molly held Finley’s face in her hands and said, “You’re real.

This is real. I know that now.” She reached for her toy, which was still sitting beside them, and was grateful that she had charged it recently.

“Just like this.” She moved it inside her sweats and into her soaked panties, letting it slip between her folds.

The cold silicone pressed into her clit, and Molly hissed at that and spread her legs a little more over Finley’s body. “Is this okay?” she asked.

“Molly, are you sure? I swear, I will wait as long as you need.”

“I want to come. I want you to come, too.” She pressed the on button, and the lowest vibration setting made her hips cant forward. “Oh, God,” she said.

“Baby…” Finley let out as if in awe.

She held on to Molly’s hips as Molly pressed the button again.

There were five settings on this one, each increasing in intensity.

She usually liked the third level, but she wanted Finley to feel this, too, so she turned it all the way up and pressed her sex down into Finley.

Finley flopped back, which gave Molly the chance to shift her toy and begin rocking against the woman beneath her.

“Can you feel it?” she asked.

“Yes,” Finley said, helping Molly move her hips.

They didn’t say anything for a while after that, and Molly closed her eyes, listening to Finley’s sounds. She tried to let them ground her in reality and keep her from feeling like this was just one of her fantasies.

“Look at me, please,” Finley requested.

Molly opened her eyes and saw that Finley was staring up at her.

“I’m going to come,” Finley said as she grasped one of Molly’s breasts in her hands. “Baby, you’re making me come. God!”

Finley’s head went back, and her eyes closed, but Molly kept her eyes open and watched.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Finley cried out.

‘God, she’s beautiful,’ Molly thought to herself.

Then, she decided to just say it out loud, “God, you’re so beautiful,”

Next second she knew, the orgasm ripped through her.