YOU'RE THE FIRST {taylor swift/you}- Book 1

11.

(Giving Y/n a montell fish/ the weeknd vibe to her solo music btw just to let y'all know)

Third person pov:

Y/n made her way to her room that night, her mind racing about everything it possibly could to do with Taylor.

She couldn't understand why Taylor kissed her and it felt so passionate when she was straight? Why would she kiss her? Maybe it was the alcohol and she would forget it in the morning she decided.

The girl laid and stared at the ceiling for the remainder of the night. She couldn't sleep and she wouldn't even attempt to, there was no use in it anyways,

Meanwhile, Taylor had made her way to her piano, deciding to play around with a few melodies.

Taylor: 'Wear you like a necklace' She sings, tapping down on a few keys 'I'm so-' She stops, the thoughts of Y/n kissing her running through her mind at extreme pace, breaking her off from the designing of her poetic verses

Her heart begins racing and her pulse heightens, she slowly moves her hands to her lips, tracing the surface that Y/n's lips had graced so beautifully and passionately

She slowly moves her hands down to her neck, taking a sharp breath in when she reached where Y/n's hands had traced, she moved her hands down to her tits, caressing the surface with the tips of her fingers, feeling her nipples get hard at her own touch, something about Y/n's touch changed something inside her,

She needed that feeling to grace her presence again.

She followed her hands down to her stomach, imagining they were her best-friends, lining her abs and moved to her waist, where Y/n's hands had snaked around and held her so tightly, so safely, so securely,

Her eyes closed and she let her head fall back, inhaling sharply,

Her fingers moved further towards her core tracing the surface, Y/n's face being the only thing she could see, feel against hers, and sense in her presence.

The blondes fingers began making circular shapes over her already sensitive clit, over her thong, which was drenched as a result of the short lived kiss she had shared with her best-friend

A small smile made its way onto her red coated lips, when she reached her most sensitive spot, her long fingers snaking inside her thong and she let out a small moan, parting her legs a little further,

The singers movements on her core sped up a little more and her memories of the intimate moments her and Y/n had shared flashed through her mind with pace, the way her best-friend would tense her jaw every time she would make minor physical touch with her, the way her dimples would show when she smiled at her,

her abs, the way they would glisten as she laid in the sun,

her eyes, oh her eyes, the one thing Taylor's legs had ever gone weak for with anyone,

she smiled and moved her fingers quicker and quicker, slipping one inside herself and hitting her spongey spot, her jaw tensing, the blonde arched her back and came to the idea of Y/n's hands on her again, her legs shaking and a small moan of the girls name being released from her lips.

That was the first time she had reached a climax in 2 years. How could simply the thought of Y/n do that to her? 

...

Gigi: 'Morning girls' Gigi says walking into the room that contained Blake, Karlie, Serena, Cara and Taylor. 'I need help' She continues and pours herself a cup of coffee.

Serena: 'Anything girl, what is it' The tennis player replies and smiles at the supermodel, Taylor tilts her head, wondering whether Gigi had seen Y/n, since they shared their kiss the night prior,