Page 72 of Christmas in Mistletoe
Satisfied, Ruby relaxed into her rhythm, before connecting with Fran’s clit.
Fran pressed the back of her head into the pillow as pure heat spread through her. It wasn’t just today or this week she’d wanted Ruby,achedfor Ruby. Having Ruby inside her felt like something she’d been waiting for her whole life. Like they were two parts of the same puzzle. As if Ruby had been missing from her life all this time.
Ruby’s lips came back to Fran’s, pulling her mouth into a searing kiss that scrambled Fran’s brain. Passion drizzled down Fran’s body. She clung to Ruby’s shoulders as they moved as one. Her insides throbbed with longing as she tried to hold on. She wanted this to last forever, but then again, she wanted her sweet release.
The passion roaring within took hold. All the colours behind Fran’s eyes turned to red, as she clutched Ruby that bit tighter still. Every heated moment they’d shared flashed through Fran’s mind, and every fibre in her body tightened to breaking point. Then desire crashed through her and her thoughts fell to dust. Fran came undone in a blur of movement and sensation she’d never experienced before.
Ruby’s fingers were buried deep inside her, and Ruby’s whispered words urged Fran on. The light flashed once, twice, three times before Fran stilled Ruby’s fingers, whispering to her “enough, enough.” Fran didn’t want to, but she had to. For now.
The sheet was soft under her skin as she pulled Ruby close. Fran was on the podium, the race won, champagne popped. She wallowed in the glory, soaked up the applause. It wasn’t hard. Ruby made it easy.
Fran floated back to reality, the sugar rush of sex still fizzing through her. She kissed Ruby’s lips, then cracked open an eye.
Ruby stared at her, a lazy smile on her face that told Fran she was feeling pretty pleased with herself. She had every right to be so.
“You’re delicious, you know that?” Ruby shook her head. “Scarily so.”
“I could say the same for you.” Ruby had no idea of the cartwheels Fran still had going on inside. Of the utter delight screaming from her every bone. Ruby was missing the fact she was a sex goddess.
“You think everyone’s still out?” Fran pressed her face into Ruby. “If your parents heard me come, I’m never leaving this room.”
Ruby hitched an eyebrow. “There’s an invitation.”
Fran’s laugh was deep and guttural. “This is all your fault.” She kissed Ruby’s lips. “You strut around on stage outside, holding the village in the palm of your hand. Then you bring me in here, pull me into the bedroom and seduce me. How could I resist? It’s my duty to womenkind.”
Ruby snorted. “Your duty? Wow. Women have described sleeping with me as many things, but never as ‘their duty’.” She quirked an eyebrow. “Their pleasure, maybe.”
Fran grinned, then put a hand on Ruby’s face, stilling the chat. A rush of desire raced through her. She reached around and squeezed Ruby’s bum cheek. “You’re a little smug, you know that?”
Ruby tilted her head. “Which bit of what just happened was most smug?”
“All of it.” Fran smiled. “You’re annoyingly talented in all departments.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
Fran wriggled her hips. “I’m glad you remember.” She reached down and trailed her fingers through Ruby’s core.
Ruby’s eyes closed and she shook at Fran’s touch.
“You’re so fucking wet.” Fran rolled Ruby off her and reversed their positions. She pressed her naked body into Ruby, before trailing her fingers up and down the inside of Ruby’s thighs. Fran locked eyes with Ruby, then slid right inside her.
Fran let out a long, low moan of pleasure. “Fuck, you’re so sexy.” Her voice was a growl. “Now, show me how quick you can come.”
But Ruby shook her head, her breathing laboured, and reached out to Fran, too. “Show me how quick we canbothcome.”
Ruby’s words made Fran quiver as another orgasm thrummed inside her. She slid onto her knees and opened her legs wide, making it easy for Ruby.
Fran curled her fingers into Ruby, hitting her high and making her cry out. Fran’s other hand found Ruby’s clit.
Ruby squirmed beneath her, her eyelids closing.
Fran’s movements became frantic, as did Ruby’s. If Fran thought Ruby was all over her earlier, this was another level altogether, one she welcomed with open arms.
Their rhythms merged as they both became more vocal, until Fran could hold off no more. Her hips bucked, her heart roared, and then Fran soared. In seconds, she began to shake, just as Ruby’s insides clutched Fran’s fingers, and they cried out as one. They both kept their rhythm, coming together in one earth-shattering moment.
When they could take no more, Fran slumped on top of Ruby, and their racing heartbeats seemed to merge. Fran placed open-mouthed kisses on Ruby’s shoulder and her neck, loving how Ruby twitched under her lips. She tasted delicious. Then Fran put her head in the nook of Ruby’s neck, the only sound their breathing returning to normal. She gripped Ruby’s waist tight, warm and sated. She hoped Ruby felt the same. If she didn’t, there was plenty of time to correct course.
Eventually, Ruby looked at her, grinning. “As girlfriends go, I think we’re going to be a good fit.”
