Part 19
A long, slender finger carefully settles against her slippery entrance, and all it takes is a lazy roll of Valentina's hips before it's slipping inside. The desire she's tried so hard to dampen comes alive, unfurling in her chest and roaring in pleasure, and Valentina isn't even ashamed of the pathetic noise that leaves her lips.
She has to close her eyes at the sensory near-overload, the trembling softness of Juliana's body against her own and the sound of Juliana gasping at the way her finger sinks into Valentina's wet heat, slowly stretching her, rasping over nerve endings she didn't even know she possessed.
It's everything she's been thinking about lately, but then this is also nothing she's prepared for, no matter how many times she'd replayed and replayed this scenario in her head. She isn't equipped to handle all these new and overwhelming sensations, thundering through her veins, naked and sweaty and curled around Juliana like this, and her fingers clutch desperately at the other girl's shoulders.
Juliana murmurs her name against her skin, the touch of her breath, her lips, her finger, all arousing her in a way she had never dreamed possible. Her whole body is on fire and it is so powerful, so intoxicating, that she is actually struggling to breathe properly. She's never felt so open, so unguarded, and she certainly never, ever felt this all-consuming need to be with another person.
Her thighs tremble as Juliana's slender finger slowly eases into her, and Valentina angles her hips to better take her in. She feels her inner walls clamp around the other girl's digit, forcing it even deeper. Juliana groans against her neck, and the blow of her breath causes Valentina's bare body to dimple with goosebumps.
A shuddering pleasure sweeps through her, rippling through her muscles like a tiny earthquake, and she can't help the blinding, intense arousal. Building. Overtaking her. And when Juliana presses the heel of her palm against Valentina's clit, her finger buried deep inside her, they gasp in unison.
For a moment, they both go still. Valentina opens her eyes to find brown ones gazing up at her. She bites down onto her lower lip as her eyes dance over Juliana's features, her face flushed with arousal, her dark eyes wide with longing. Valentina breathes out slowly as she arches into Juliana's palm.
"Jesus, Val.." Juliana breathes, almost reverently, her eyes sweeping over Valentina's face.
Her finger twitches inside Valentina, making her squirm in the other girl's lap as her lust leaps from wanting to clawing need. She presses forward and connects their foreheads, brushing their noses together gently, electricity sparkling between them.
Then slowly, achingly slowly, Juliana withdraws her finger almost entirely before pushing back in; steady, gentle, breathtaking. A strangled moan pulls up from Valentina's throat and it's filled with so much relief she almost wants to laugh.
She finds herself rolling her hips, marveling at the feel of Juliana inside her. She wraps her arms tightly around Juliana's neck, clenching her arms to brace herself as Juliana carefully explores her and the other girl's breath shudders from her with each reaction she creates within Valentina.
She's so wet that Juliana's hand is coated with it in seconds, and it feels so, so good. It's like liquid heat pours straight over her head and all the way down her skin, sending a delicious shudder through her body.
"Oh, god.. Juls.." she breathes out and spreads her legs wider, allowing Juliana easier access. She doesn't even recognize her own voice, and the way Juliana slips all the way in, knuckle-deep and moaning, feels a lot like letting go of a long held breath.
"Good?" Juliana breathes out, lips under Valentina's ear as her slender finger continues to move inside her, sliding in deeply and just as slowly withdrawing. Her free arm curls around Valentina's waist to pull her closer, as if she can't have her close enough.

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FanfictionDo you know the feeling of being manipulated, the feeling that you're picking up two sets of signals, when the words say one thing and the voice says something else? Our conscious mind reacts to words, but our emotions react to the voice. The voice...