Burning for her

Chapter 10

Abigail

I let out a moan. Kissing her was so much different than I predicted. Her lips were on mine in a second, her hands gripping my waist so hard that I knew there was no coming back.

I knew I said I wanted to wait, slow things down with her. I didn't want it to be a one and done thing. I wanted her. And I was a little afraid that if I gave in to our desire she would vanish. But God... her eyes were so dark as she said across from me on the bed, frustrated from all the talk about Lillian. Her expression did things to my body. Making my blood boil when she tossed my bow to the side. So I gave in to our desires.

It wasn't that hard of a decision. I was wet from her kisses since she sat me up onto the counter.

"God, I love kissing you." Clara murmured, breaking the kiss. She was panting, maybe a little bit more than me.

"Then don't stop." I pulled her back down from the back of her neck, pulling me up while she sat up, lifting me into her lap. God, yes!

My fingers tangled in her brunette locks, her right palm settling where my cheek and neck met. Her other hand grabbed my ass, pulling me closer, helping me grind against her body. Her hands were shaking on my body, just a little more, that I would consider normal.

"Are you alright?" Her fingers dug into my flesh.

"Yes." Her deep voice shook. taking her time to tilt my head back and explore my neck.

"You seem nervous." Was she regretting it? Did she have second thoughts?

"I'm not nervous." She protested, but from the way she stopped kissing my skin and looked up at me I knew she was lying. If her tone weren't, the pink color of her cheek was a perfect tell of that.

"You are." I grinned, squeezing her body between my thighs. "So cute." I whispered.

"I'm not." She shook her head, rolling her eyes at me, while leaning against the head of the bed. Both of her hands squeezed my ass, pushing her waist up to press into my middle.

I had to bite my lip not to whimper at the feeling. I was so damn turned on. "Nervous or cute?"

"Either."

"I would say both." I grinned.

Clara rolled her eyes again, sitting up completely, her face only inches from mine. My stomach tightened as her breath hit my lips again.

"All I want is to get you out of these clothes and kiss you in places I only dreamed about in the last 8 years, love." Dear Lord! "I want it to be good for you." The darkness in her eyes vanished a little, putting some distance between us.

Years later, I still remembered how nervous I was when I first slept with a girl. I was seventeen and I had no idea what I was doing. I knew I was a lesbian long before and kissed girls before, but I never did anything more till that summer. If my mother would know that I lost my virginity to a girl in a bible camp she would literally go mad.

"It will be." My thumb ran across her cheek, her eyes closed softly.

"I have no idea-"

"It's ok." I cut her off. "Don't overthink it." I brushed my lips against hers. "And I can lead if you want." I smiled, a smirk appearing on her charming face.

"No." She shook her head, running her palm up my back along my spine, until she reached the nap of my neck. "I want to take my time exploring your body." I was dying for a touch of her lips, but she didn't give me anything. Clara laid me down onto my mattress, turning us around, settling on top of me. "I want to learn everything about you. I want to learn how to please you."