Page 20 of Burning Love

Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the world around them faded. The vulnerability in Alex’s expression was raw, a glimpse of the weight she carried every day. Without thinking, Sophia squeezed her hand gently.

“Thanks,” Alex murmured, her voice barely audible. “It’s nice to hear that.”

Sophia smiled softly. “Anytime.”

They sat in the growing darkness, their bodies close, the night wrapping around them like a blanket. The air between them was charged, a palpable tension that neither dared to break just yet. Sophia’s heart raced, a nervous flutter in her chest. She could feel the warmth of Alex’s thigh pressed against hers, the subtle shift of her breathing.

“I’ve never really done this before,” Sophia admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “Not like…”

Alex turned to her, her eyes wide, vulnerable.

Their breaths mingled in the cool air, the distance between them shrinking until their lips met in a tentative kiss. It was soft, exploring, both of them feeling their way through the uncharted territory. Sophia’s fingers trembled as they found their way to Alex’s jaw, her thumb brushing over the curve of her cheek.

Alex responded, her hand moving to Sophia’s waist, fingers slipping under the hem of her shirt to rest against the warm skin of her abdomen. The contact sent a shiver through Sophia, her body arching slightly into the touch.

“Is this okay?” Alex asked, her voice husky and uncertain. “Are we really going to do this? Out here?”

Sophia nodded, her own voice failing her. She guided Alex’s hand higher, over the curve of her ribs, the delicate rise and fall of her chest beneath her fingertips. Alex’s touch was so soft and gentle… as if she feared breaking the moment.

Their kisses deepened, each touch a silent plea for more. Sophia arched into Alex. The sound of their breathing mingled with the rustling of leaves beneath their bodies, grounding their passion in the reality of their world.

Alex’s hands found the hem of Sophia’s shirt again, this time lifting it slowly, her fingers grazing the bare skin beneath. Sophia gasped at the contact, her body shaking as she tried to anticipate Alex’s next move. She helped Alex remove the garment, and as she did so, she noticed her pert breasts rising and falling as the cool air kissed her exposed skin, and she struggled to catch her breath.

Alex’s eyes roamed over Sophia’s petite form, her expression a mix of awe and nervousness. She leaned down, pressing kisses along Sophia’s collarbone, the soft skin there eliciting a quiet moan from Sophia’s lips as she moved down to her nipples.

Oh, God. I can’t handle this.

“You’re beautiful,” Alex whispered, her breath warm against Sophia’s skin. Her hands started to travel lower, fingers tracing the curve of Sophia’s waist, the dip of her hips, and the waistband of her pants.

Sophia’s hands found their way to the buttons of Alex’s shirt, fumbling slightly as she worked to undo them. Her fingers brushed against the firm planes of Alex’s abdomen, the muscles tensing under her touch.

I didn’t know a woman could feel like this.

She pushed the fabric off Alex’s shoulders, her hands exploring the newly exposed expanse of skin.

They began to move together, a dance of discovery and desire, their connection deepening with each passing second. Alex lowered Sophia onto the grass, their bodies aligning and grinding, their breasts pressing together.

As their bodies intertwined, Alex’s hand traveled lower, hesitating at the waistband of Sophia’s pants. She glanced up, seeking permission, her eyes filled with uncertainty and desire.

Sophia nodded, lifting her hips slightly to help Alex remove the barrier. The cool air brushed against her thighs, a shiver running through her as Alex’s hand explored the sensitive skin. Her touch was careful, almost reverent, as her fingers traced the delicate contours of Sophia’s pelvis.

“Is this okay?” Alex asked again, her voice shaky.

“Yes,” Sophia breathed, her body responding to Alex’s gentle caresses. She reached out, her hands ruffling through Alex’s hair, pulling her closer until their lips met once more.

The tension between them built as Alex cupped the swell of Sophia’s vulva, her grip firm yet tender in the heat of the moment.

Sophia shivered, her breath catching as Alex’s fingers found their way inside her before pulling them out again, spilling Sophia’s wet juices over her soft outer folds, mapping out every sensitive spot with what felt like expert attention.

Sophia’s hips rolled instinctively, pressing into Alex’s hand, her body seeking more. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and vulnerability. Alex’s touch grew more confident, her thumb pressing against her clitoris as her fingers ventured back inside her vagina, deeper and curling with intent. Each movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through Sophia’s body, her moans slipping out of her mouth freely. She quickly tried to quiet them, but they were far from the others.

Alex shifted above her, bringing their bodies flush together. She pressed an open-mouthed kiss to Sophia’s throat, nipping lightly at the delicate skin before soothing the spot with her tongue. Sophia clung to her, her fingers threading through Alex’s hair, tugging just enough to make Alex groan against her neck.

The rhythm between them built as Sophie rubbed her naked vulva against Alex.

“Put your fingers inside me again, Alex.”

The pace of what was happening between the women quickened as Sophia’s vaginal muscles tightened around Alex’s fingers. Every breath, every moan, and every desperate plea fueled the fire between them until the tension reached its peak. Sophia cried out, her body arching as pleasure crashed over her in shuddering waves, Alex holding her through it, whispering her name like a prayer.

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