Weddings, Kisses and Tears (Lesbian)

MARRY ME 17: "Be my Date"

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Marry Me 18

"I love you, sweetheart," Gabby whispered huskily to my left ear while nibbling at it.

I could feel the delicious softness of her firm breasts as she pressed herself closer against my back. Her hands began its sensual fiddle at the length of my naked body — feeling it; memorizing it. "I want you again. Please..."

I could hear the heavy lust lacing her sexy voice as it resonated against my ears. Like a captivated sailor who heard the mythical sirens' song, my body was being lured by it. I was in the verge of giving in to the sensation of the magic that her hands wielded when a sane part of me protested it.

It was not that her touch did not make me feel comfortable but then we had been making love since we entered the master's bedroom and I did not want to overdo it. In fact, we had not eaten yet. Gosh, did she not said that she fetched me because we would have a late lunch? I did not expect that I would be the lunch and perhaps the dinner if I let her be.

"Gabby..." I gasped weakly when I felt her mischievous hand slid between my thighs so her finger could be in contact with my clit. Shit! She was doing it again! Making me utterly wet with her caresses. My traitorous body craved for it but, no, I already made up my mind.

"Ga... Ga... Ah... No!" I shouted with more conviction. Doesn't she ever get tired? Because I am extremely exhausted right now.

"No?" She asked, her sultry voice clearly unconvinced. She began to suck at the skin of my nape and, from the pressure her mouth was exerting, she would surely leave a mark. Was she making a map out of body with hickeys as the continents?

I moaned when she inserted a finger inside my womanhood and tenderly circled it which surely crumbled my defenses slowly but surely. "But you are so wet... Can you feel it? You are practically salivating down there..."

"Ah... Sto... Stop... Oh... Oh... Ha... Da-damn you!" I reprimanded her in low staggered voice. Gabby never stopped and continued pleasuring me—making my body rebel against me. Like a lone pebble at the side of the beach, the waves carried me into a tumult of emotions where nothing else existed but pleasure and sensual desire.

I let her faced me as she continued to thrust her finger—fingers—in and out of me while my hips desperately met her every thrust. I pulled her into me and kissed her hard. I even bit her lower lip as the sensation of her movements had intensified.

My eyes tightly closed; mouth went agape; my toes curled; and my entire body became taut as a huge wave of orgasm hit me—rolling over and over. My entire body went limp after it was over but it still felt explosive.

Gabby kissed me on my cheek as she felt that my body had recovered from the high that she bestowed upon me.

"Do you want your stuff from your apartment moved here?" She asked gently.

I took a deep breath and looked at her with languid eyes. "Why not tomorrow? I am very tired."

My girlfriend smiled and gave me a quick kiss on my lips. "Sure."

"Thank you..."

"You are welcome," she answered but then her eyes narrowed in a thought when she remembered something. "Oh, I have something to tell you, Ashley."