Angelica cried out. Her body squeezed Hope’s fingers hard, and Hope knew exactly what that would feel like. Her own body felt that way with her fingers buried deep inside herself. Hope moved enough to capture Angelica’s lips again, kissing her, tangling their tongues.
Oh, she wasn’t ready to stop.
No way in hell.
Chapter
Fifteen
Angelica’s body buzzed with pleasure, her ears ringing from one damn good orgasm. She pressed herself back into the pillows and pulled Hope down for a wet, sloppy kiss. She almost couldn’t believe this was happening. After nearly a year of dancing around each other, they were naked—well, half naked—in her bed, and Hope’s fingers were still deep inside her.
And she was nowhere near done.
If all they were going to get was one night together, then Angelica was going to take advantage of every minute they had. She lifted her ass off the mattress by digging her feet into it and shimmied her pants over her hips. Hope gripped her side and helped her move enough to get the leggings off. She’d dreamed about this, masturbated to the thoughts of what it might feel like. But nothing she’d imagined was even close to the real thing.
She gasped when Hope bent down and covered her nipple with her lips, sucking and flicking her hardened nipple with her tongue.
Fuck, Hope didn’t hold back.
For this being her first time with a woman, she wasn’t hesitant. She took control and led the way from one orgasm into what Angelica hoped would soon be the next. She tangledher fingers in Hope’s long locks and held her right where she wanted.
God, she craved touch.
She hadn’t realized just how much until Hope was the one pressing against her, cascading fingers all over her, pressing lips and tongue to her skin. She was flat out deprived of any kind of sensual, comforting, mutual touch. And she loved this. Angelica swallowed hard, whimpering as she bucked up slightly and tried to turn them over again.
It was time for her to be in charge for a little while—time for her to taste and see everything that Hope offered her. Angelica tugged Hope back up to kiss her again. She wasn’t sure she’d ever get enough of Hope’s mouth against hers, the gentle press, the hot licks. She wanted as much of it as possible.
Angelica kissed Hope’s cheek and then her chin. She worked her way down Hope’s neck and across her prominent collar bones, mixing the kisses with swipes from her tongue. Hope brushed her fingers down Angelica’s back and over her ass, pulling her in even closer. Angelica hummed as she moved down Hope’s body, to the tops of her small breasts. She scraped her teeth lightly, listening to the way Hope hissed but also writhed with pleasure at the same time.
Taking her time, Angelica moved to Hope’s nipples, lavishing them in the same way Hope had done to her. She reached down at the same time, pulling at the snap and zipper on Hope’s pants to ease them open and hopefully down her legs at the same time. Angelica wanted to be fully naked, pressed against her, writhing together.
She gripped the waistband of Hope’s black pants and pulled them down, revealing creamy skin in the process. Hope moved with her, pushing her hands against the fabric to make it go faster. Angelica nearly laughed at the sight, but instead she just smiled until she was able to settle between Hope’s legs.
Looking up at Hope from the position on her belly, Angelica waited to see what Hope would do next. Their gazes locked, and Angelica’s heart raced. Hope parted her legs even more, pulling her heels up. The first whiff Angelica got of Hope’s scent nearly put her over the edge. She breathed in Hope’s arousal, that heady scent mixed with the lingering touch of lilacs after the rain and whatever meal Hope had spent hours cooking that day.
Angelica would ask about that later.
Or maybe not.
It didn’t really matter anyway.
Scooting forward on her elbows, Angelica pressed delicate kisses against the inside of Hope’s thighs. She left a wet trail of them as she moved closer to the mess of curls and swollen lips between Hope’s legs.
“I’m sorry,” Hope murmured.
Angelica froze in place, furrowing her brow and looking upward. Did Hope want her to stop? Was she begging off her apology already? Before they could even get started?
“I… I’m a bit of a mess… down there.”
Angelica sighed, her lips pulling up to one side instantly as she looked directly into Hope’s eyes. “Do I look like I care if you’re clean shaven, trimmed, or in your full natural and beautiful state?”
“N-no,” Hope stuttered. “B-but you’re?—”
“Not you,” Angelica finished for her. “Stop comparing yourself to me and justbeyourself.” To make her point a bit stronger, Angelica pressed a kiss to Hope’s thigh and then her cheek against the warmth of her skin. “Ready to continue?”
Hope nodded, biting her lower lip hard as she stayed curled up to stare down at everything Angelica was doing.
“Hope,” Angelica said her name sharply enough to have Hope’s full attention. Now that they’d paused, now that Hopehad stopped her, she had to check. Was this what Hope really wanted or was she already having regrets?
