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Then again, it might only be in the bedroom that they came pouring out of her mouth.
“My clit, baby. My clit,” Finley said after Molly thrust inside with her tongue a few more times.
Molly moved back up and sucked hard until Finley was a mess of gasps and moans beneath her, with hips thrusting wildly into Molly’s face. When her quakes finally subsided, Molly slowed and then stopped.
“I think I…” Finley couldn’t finish her sentence, which was something Molly was more known for.
“You what?” she asked and kissed Finley’s clit.
“Molls, we need to change the sheets.”
Molly wasn’t sure what she meant until she pulled back a bit and looked down. There was a wet spot the size of her hand on her sheets.
“I think I… Well, I know I can feel it under my ass, so I assume you can… see it. Did I?”
“You came all over my sheets?” Molly asked, knowing the answer because she was staring at the evidence. “Jesus, that’s so hot,” she added before she climbed up Finley’s body and kissed her. “I made you do that?”
“Yes,” Finley replied with a smile. “It was so fucking good, Molly.”
“God, I want–” she stopped and sat up to straddle Finley’s hips. “I want everything with you.”
Finley smiled up at her and asked, “Really? Everything?”
Molly nodded.
“Will you let me get ready for you, then?”
“Get ready? What–” Molly realized what Finley meant mid-sentence. “Yes.”
Finley smirked, and it was so hot, Molly almost rubbed against her stomach, thinking that might make her come. Instead, she moved off Finley and watched her as Finley stood and quickly slipped the unused harness over her hips, tightening it because she was smaller in that department, and Molly loved that about her. When Finley stared down at the bed and the assortment of dildos she had left out, Molly grabbed the blue one and handed it to her. Finley smiled and inserted it into the harness.
“Lube?”
“You won’t need it,” Molly replied.
“It’s better with it,” Finley suggested.
“Okay. Well, I have some. These little packets of it. It was free with purchase.”
She pointed to the drawer.
Finley saw them and tore one open. Molly watched her rub it slowly over the dildo and licked her lips because that was hot, too. Watching Finley prepare this thing for her was so sexy.
“I’m going to lie on my back,” Finley said, tossing the empty packet onto the floor to deal with later. “You’ll be on top.”
“Iwillbe?” she asked, surprised.
“Yes, so that you can control it and take in as much or as little as you want, rock on it, or lift yourself however you want. I’m here to hold you in place and watch you.”
“There’s a vibrator that goes in that one. Do you want it?”
“No, babe. This is for you.”
Finley lay down, and the dildo stood at attention, waiting for Molly, who was already nervous.
“What if I don’t come?”
“Then, you don’t,” Finley replied. “And we can try again another time, if you want.”
