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And the way Finley said it got Molly to smirk against her nipple. Finley wanted her. She wanted her mouth on her. Finley wanted Molly to make her come over and over again, and that was something she was finally ready to believe.
“Do you need that first, or can I maybe see if you can come like this?”
“Later. Nipples later. I need your mouth, baby,” Finley replied with that need in her tone as Molly lowered until she settled between Finley’s legs and breathed her in.
“You’re already wet,” she said when she spread Finley’s lower lips and stared at her sex.
“I told you, I woke up ready for you, Molls.”
Finley ran a hand through Molly’s hair, and when Molly ran her index finger over Finley’s clit, Finley shuddered.
“Fuck, babe.”
Finley’s hips jerked at the second stroke.
“You’re hard.”
“Yes,” Finley said on a gasp. “I’ll come fast.”
“You don’t have to. You can take your time.Iplan to.”
“What? No, I’m ready now. You can–”
Finley looked to be close to begging, and Molly smiled up at her. That was it. That was the thing she needed that told her that she could be good enough. Finley Storm underneath her in her bed, practically begging Molly to make her come, was, for some reason, what Molly had needed to know that Finleywouldcome for her. She’d help Molly get her there by talking her through what she wanted if that was what it took, and Molly understoodnow that that was okay. She lowered her mouth and took Finley, sucking hard on her clit.
And, as promised, it didn’t take long.
“God, yes,” Finley moaned, gripping the back of her head. “Fuck, I’m coming.”
It was too fast. It was seconds, really. Molly hadn’t had nearly enough time to enjoy tasting her. She wanted more, so as Finley’s hips jerked, she kept sucking.
“Babe, I came,” Finley added.
Molly sucked gently for another moment before she stopped and looked up at her.
“Tell me.”
“Tell you what?” Finley asked as she tried to catch her breath.
“You came that fast because you woke up ready, but tell me what you really like so that I can do it again.”
“Oh,” Finley said, and her mouth stayed in the little O shape for a second before she licked her lips. “Pull on it with your lips.”
“Tug on it?”
Finley nodded and said, “I like that a lot.”
“What else?”
“Your tongue. Put it inside me.”
Molly knew her own eyes had to be darkening now because that might have been the sexiest thing anyone had ever said to her. She lowered her mouth and pulled a little on Finley clit, testing how much she could take.
“Yes,” Finley said. “Just like that. Over and over.”
Molly did as requested and pulled on Finley’s clit with her lips, offering little flicks with her tongue until Finley gripped the back of her head again and pushed Molly down into her, telling her silently that she wanted more. Molly tugged a little harder, earning a gasp. Then, she lowered her mouth, grippedthe outside of Finley’s thighs, and lifted her a bit. She pushed her tongue inside and moved it in and out.
“Fuck, Molls,” Finley let out, and Molly hadn’t realized Finley used swear words so much.
