“Turn on your side,” Angelica said firmly but lightly.
Licking her lips, Hope turned as she’d been told. She pulled one knee up, leaving her bottom leg straight. This was exactly like she’d dreamed of it, exactly like Angelica had told her she wanted to do this. Did that mean she actually remembered it? Her heart raced as she waited to see what Angelica would do next, how she’d move. Would it be slow or hard?
“I want you to touch yourself while I fuck you, all right?” Angelica kneeled on the bed, the strap protruding from her like it was the thing commanding everything right now.
Hope nodded, but she couldn’t form a word to save her life.
“Put your hand between your legs.”
Doing as she was told, Hope slid her fingers against her swollen clit. She gathered her juices and started to rub slowly back and forth. She didn’t want to come again, not so soon, not before… Angelica shuffled forward, her knees pressing against Hope’s butt and the back of her thigh. She pushed Hope’s leg up even more and sat back.
“You’re so wet,” Angelica murmured as she slid her fingers though Hope’s slick folds. “So fucking wet.”
“For you,” Hope whispered, finally saying something.
Angelica’s lips quirked upward. She raised up on her hips, and Hope couldn’t see exactly what she was doing, but when the bulbous head of the dildo pressed against her, she knew she was about to be in heaven.
“Tell me if it’s too much too quickly, all right?” Angelica said.
Hope bit her lip and nodded, her eyes closed. She was so focused on the sensations, on the feelings, on everything that she’d been missing and wanting and more. She slowed her touch against her clit and just waited until Angelica was fully inside her. But it took forever. Angelica teased in and then out, and then in again and then out. Hope’s breath caught in her throat, and she very nearly pushed her butt down so that Angelica would be in her already, but she didn’t. She wanted this Angelica’s way. She wanted this to take as long as it was going to take and to love every single damn second of it.
Finally, Angelica leaned forward, hips to ass, and she pressed their mouths together.
“Good?” Angelica asked.
“Uh huh.” Hope turned her head to look directly at her. “So good.”
Angelica nodded, reaching down and palming Hope’s breast. She teased Hope’s nipple as she bent down and kissed her again. “I told you to touch yourself.”
A shiver of arousal ran through Hope’s body, exactly what she’d wanted and what she was damn sure Angelica wanted. At first when Angelica pumped her hips, it was slow and tedious. But it got faster, the slide in longer than the pull out. Hope’s breathing quickened, her entire body ready to be on that pinnacle of pleasure again.
This was so damn good. She moaned when Angelica pushed in again, taking her sweet time. Hope reached down and gripped Angelica’s thigh the best she could and just held onto her. This had been worth every ounce of nerves that she’d had. Hope looked up into Angelica’s eyes, staring deep into those baby blues, and just waited.
Waited for pleasure to cascade through her, taking over every fiber of her being.
Waited for Angelica’s lips to curl up in a beautiful smile.
Waited for whatever was going to come next.
Her breathing quickened, and the pull of her orgasm was far too strong to avoid anymore. She grinned up at Angelica and nodded, and Angelica picked up the pace. Hope crashed. She cried out, her voice echoing and ringing in her ears. She trembled as Angelica continued to pull pleasure from her body, teasing out every last moment possible.
Finally, Angelica bent down and kissed her, long and slow.
“I love you, Hope.”
“I love you, Angel.” Hope kissed her, curling fingers around Angelica’s cheek and into her hair as she sighed. “But I still have eleven hours, and if you think we’re done?—”
Angelica laughed. “Not done, just a break.”
“Snack?” Hope asked.
“Yes. That sounds perfect.”
Chapter
Two
“Hope,love, it’s time to wake up.”
