The elevator doors slid shut behind them, and the moment they did, Emma was already in Abigail's arms, their mouths crashing together like magnets pulled too tight. Abigail backed her into the wall with a soft thud, gripping her hips as Emma's hands fumbled to thread through her hair.
"I told you to keep that same energy," Emma gasped between kisses, tugging Abigail's bottom lip with her teeth.
"And I told you," Abigail growled, lifting her thigh between Emma's legs, "I planned to."
Behind them, Megan and Ashley were tangled together too, though a little quieter—Ashley pressed against the mirrored wall, her arms looped around Megan's neck, lips brushing with slow-burning fire. But even they paused for a second when Abigail groaned into Emma's mouth and hiked her dress a little higher, gripping her thighs with every intention of picking her up again.
The elevator dinged.
Somehow, someone remembered to grab the bags off the floor before they spilled out into the hallway, laughing breathlessly, Megan and Ashley headed to their door never breaking contact, while Emma and Abigail headed to theirs. Emma reached into her purse to grab the key, still half-dizzy from being kissed senseless. Her fingers slipped once—twice—before Abigail took the key herself, managing to unlock the door while Emma nipped at her neck and whispered something that made her knees nearly give out.
They tumbled inside, hands never parting, lips barely breaking. Emma kicked the door shut behind them.
By the time they made it to the kitchen island, Abigail had Emma lifted up and perched on the counter again, their mouths locked in a kiss so deep it felt like drowning. Abigail's fingers slid along Emma's thighs, pushing her dress higher, while Emma clung to her, her legs already wrapping around Abigail's waist.
Emma's breath was ragged, her body arching into Abigail's as they stayed tangled on the kitchen counter. Her hands moved under Abigail's shirt, nails dragging along her spine. Abigail groaned low, the sound vibrating against Emma's lips as she leaned in for another kiss—slower now, but so deep it sent shivers down Emma's spine.
Abigail's hands slid up Emma's thighs, pushing the fabric of her dress higher and higher until it bunched around her waist. Emma's breath hitched, her legs parting instinctively as Abigail kneeled before her. Abigail leaned in and dragged her tongue up Emma's inner thigh, relishing the soft gasp that escaped her lover's lips.
"Abigail," Emma breathed, her fingers tangling in Abigail's hair. "Please..."
Abigail licked a path higher, her tongue teasing the delicate skin just above Emma's slit. She paused to look up, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Mmm, you're so ready for me," Abigail murmured against Emma's thigh, her voice husky with desire.
A moan escaped Abigail's throat as she leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste the wetness already glistening on Emma's pussy.
Emma's fingers tangled in Abigail's hair, holding her close as she fought to maintain some semblance of control. But it was a losing battle – the expert ministrations of Abigail's tongue had her teetering on the brink.
"You taste incredible, Emma," she whispered, before wrapping her lips around Emma's clit and sucking gently
Abigail worked Emma with expert skill, teasing her clit with gentle nips before focusing on that sensitive bud. Emma's moans filled the air, growing louder and more intense. Abigail could feel her racing heartbeat, smell the heady mix of arousal and desire emanating from her lover.
Just as Emma's climax approached, Abigail pulled back, leaving Emma panting and wanting. She gazed up at her, a smug, satisfied smile on her lips.
"What...what are you doing?" Emma panted, her chest heaving with each breath.
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Her life! GxG! Intersex! (Book 1)
General FictionEmma is a young teacher at a local high school. She had recently graduated from college and was eager to start her teaching career. She was excited to meet all of her new students and see what kind of impact she could make.But then she met Abigail...
