One shot lesbian lovestories

Late Friday Night Pt 3

 *NSFW/ Mature WARNING*

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I closed my eyes, and squeezed the hem of my pants. I can feel her breath tickle my lips, and again a buzzing of excitement circulated in my body. Kayla placed her right hand on my left knee and with just that I couldn't hold back. Hungrily, I pulled her against me, and exchanged an intense kiss. 

She was shocked at first, but quickly gave in, nibbling against my lips. Soft, passionate, needy. She began to move her hand against my knee and up my thigh, I quivered the closer she got to my core. and whimpered every time she pulled away. 

"Stop teasing me" I commanded dryly, but she responded with another deep kiss, her tongue this time wanting to be welcome. I parted my lips more, and breathed raggedly. Kayla's breath was hot, or was it mine? Her fingers traced my leg, up, down, up, down, up, up. no. don't stop.

She pulled away again, and smiled devilishly, brown eyes toying with me.

"you're mean." I said, locking my sight on her body.

"You said you were hungry, didn't you? And do you really want to do this in the car?" She laughed, but I can tell she was still lustful by the sound of her voice, and panting.

"Lets go inside and eat." She unlocked the doors and went outside and I followed. The air still frozen, and crisp against my burning skin.

"whoa." I panted, astonished. 

The house was huge, I didn't even recognize how big the house was when we got here. I was um distracted. It was two stories high, with a clean tiled roof, two parking garage, two door entrance, patio with some potted plants hanging from the edge of the roof. A large lawn, with green grass, frosted with icy water droplets from the cold weather. 

"Whoa? My house isn't that special." she laughed again, and began walking to the front door, digging for the house key in her pocket. I don't even live in a house, I live in an apartment with two bedrooms. One bedroom for mom and dad, the other one for me and my brother. Our kitchen is really small and cramped too.

I was welcomed with warm air, and Kayla closed the door quickly behind me. Her brown hair, brushed against my cheek when she did that. She smells nice, but like, a clean nice. 

Did I mention her house is nice? I mean her house is nice. Omg, the interior is ridiculously amazing, who has this kind of money?

"Erin." She said, and I snapped back to reality.

"Come on." She was already in the hallway toward the kitchen, pausing for me.

"O-oh yeah." i removed my coat and set it in that closet she opened when I wasn't paying attention. I rushed to her side, and surprised me when she took my hand. Intertwining our fingers softly.

"That's my family." She shrugged, pointing to the picture in the wall.

Two young boys. and a baby girl cradled in the arms of a tall and beautiful woman, her hair golden and blonde, brown eyes. Next to her is Kayla, she looks like the oldest of all the children but was younger in the picture, like eight years old, her hair was short, and she looked bored. The father I assume, in the picture was a bit shorter than the mother, clean shaven, but with brown hair, and green eyes which were passed down to the two twin boys in the front. The baby was the only one that inherited the mothers blonde hair, and was dressed in frilly pink ribbons.

"You're the oldest? And where are your siblings?" I asked, 

"Yep, and my siblings are with my aunt and uncle right now because I have a lot of school stuff. My brothers are twelve, and my baby sister is nine. I can say for a fact, my brothers are the most annoying," She looked at me and smirked.