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“To come,” Molly said a little louder. “I want to come like this.”
“Get your toy,” Finley said.
“What? No, I mean like this.” Molly’s eyes opened.
“I know, babe. Just trust me.”
Finley reached for the toy and placed it between them. She held it to Molly’s clit as Molly stopped rocking. Then, she turned it on, and Molly’s hips jerked.
“Fuck,” Finley said because her hips jerked, too. “Just for a second. Move for me.”
Molly rolled more than rocked, and her hands ended up on either side of Finley’s head. Finley could only watch as Molly brought her to yet another orgasm just by hovering over her and looking so damn sexy.
“Tell me when you’re close,” she said, trying to hide the fact that she had come again because this was about Molly. “Tell me when–”
“I’m going to come,” Molly told her.
“Toy or–”
“No,” Molly replied.
Finley yanked the toy out of the way, and Molly shifted until their clits were pressed together once again. Then, she rocked hard and fast. Finley could see the sweat building up on her skin, and she wanted to lick it off. When Molly came, it was with thrusts and jerks, and Finley wasn’t sure how their centers were even still touching, but Molly kept going until she finally stopped, frozen above Finley, her eyes opened, and she stared down at Finley for a moment before she smiled. Finley smiled back up at her.
“Yeah?”
Molly nodded. She was still trying to catch her breath, so Finley wrapped her arms around her and pulled her down on top of herself to try to get her to relax.
“How was it?” Molly asked. “For you?”
“Which one?” Finley asked.
“Yours, I mean.”
“I know. Which one?” Finley chuckled.
“What?”
“I came twice.”
“You did?” Molly looked at her in confusion. “When?”
“Once before and once with your toy.”
“Oh,” Molly said, sounding a little disappointed.
“Because you looked so good, Molls. God, you letting go like that looked so good, you made me come again.”
“It was the–”
“No, it wasn’t. It was you.” She cupped Molly’s cheek. “When you come by yourself with that thing, is it the same as what you’ve felt twice tonight?”
Molly shook her head slowly.
“Same,” Finley told her with a smile. “Now, I’d love to be on top because I think your five percent is up. May I?”
Molly laughed as Finley rolled them over and straddled her hips. It was her turn to stare down at this beautiful woman now, and she did. She admired Molly’s body, thought about how much she wanted to make her come again, and lowered her lips to her neck.
“Do you need a break?” she asked.
