Drawn To You (GirlxGirl)

Part 59

Allie's P.O.V

My hands tightened their grip on Jessie's suit jacket, pulling it towards me to keep her close.

One of her hands was still in my hair, gently tangled at the nape of my neck. Her other hand slowly beginning to rise up my back towards the zip of my dress.

There was a desperation in the way she held me, the way her lips moved against mine, and I felt it too—the fear of losing each other again.

Our lips parted from each other again and Jessie spun me around so my back was now against her. I could feel her cool breaths on my neck and my body shivered at the sensation. She rested one hand on my waist, while her other hand began to unzip my dress.

I could feel the zip lowering down the length of my back, my breathing getting heavier with every one of her movements. The material began to slip down my body and Jessie helped it on its way, helping it move over the curve of my bum.

I stepped out of the dress and Jessie guided me back around to face her. I stood in front of her, in my matching black underwear set and black heels. Jessie's hands were still on my shoulders as she took a moment to admire the sight in front of her. Her pupils fully dilated as she looked over every inch of my skin that was on show.

And then her eyes met mine once more as she quickly pulled her suit jacket off her shoulders and kissed me again. My hands instinctively moved back onto her body, untucking her white shirt from her trousers. My hands were desperate to touch her skin, reaching under the shirt and feeling her toned stomach.

My body was on fire. My heart was racing, my chest tight with the weight of everything we had been through to get here. All those months apart, all the things I had been too afraid to say—none of it mattered anymore. Not when we were like this.

My lips pressed against hers urgently as I began to undo the buttons of her shirt. I had barely finished on the last one before she tore it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

Jessie picked me up, the way she had done in her apartment all those months ago. My legs wrapped around her hips and her lips moved to my neck as she walked me through her new apartment.

She kissed and sucked at my neck and I didn't care if she would leave a mark there. The feeling she was sending through me was all I could concentrate on. Her strong hands grabbed at my bum as she carried me into the bedroom, before she lay me on the sheets and again admired my body.

I kicked off my heels and saw a hint of disappointment in her eyes which made me smirk to myself as they hit the floor.

I watched as she removed her shoes and trousers, her eyes never leaving my body. Her body was even more attractive than I remembered. So smooth, so tanned.

It wasn't long before her body was pressed to me again and her lips were back on mine. Our hands resumed their place on each other's bodies, more skin being explored with every passing minute.

I could feel Jessie's hand on the hem of my underwear, so close to where I needed her most. Where I spent so long without being touched. As her hand slipped under the material, my breath hitched. I knew I was wet for her, and I wanted her to feel just how wet.

And then her finger ran up the length of my entrance and she let out a breathy moan into the crook of my neck. Her finger continued to move up, and then down, and then back up again.

And my body reacted every time, my own moans now filling the room, getting louder with every touch.

Jessie, feeling how wet I was for her, couldn't wait any longer to give me more pleasure. She lowered her body down mine, kissing every part of me on her way down and all I could do was watch her, waiting, anticipating the sensation of feeling her tongue again after all this time.