Never Letting Go (3 page)

Ree leaned over Leila and began with light, feathery kisses down her jaw and neck, then to her chest. Instead of taking off Leila’s bra, Ree kissed along the lace trim then sucked through the silk. Leila arched off the bed, wanting Ree’s hot mouth on her bare nipples, but Ree continued down Leila’s stomach to the top edge of her panties. There again, she didn’t remove the fabric, but rather, she trailed kisses over the silk, blowing hot air against Leila’s clit, driving Leila wild.

She spread her legs around Ree’s shoulders, opening herself to these exciting and nerve-racking feelings. She’d never felt this wild and on edge with any man. Her passion was building to a height she’d never reached before. Yet beneath her pleasure lurked questions she couldn’t ignore. If this became more than an experiment, if they became a couple, how would that go over at work and with their families?

Ree slipped a finger under the elastic of Leila’s panties, and Leila cried out as Ree found her clit. Worries about the outside world fled.

“Oh, Leila. You’re so wet and hot. I want to taste you.” Ree seemed to be asking for permission.

“Yes,” she whispered and helped Ree slide off her panties. She only had a moment of feeling nervous about being so exposed before Ree placed her mouth at Leila’s wet center.

Her desire swelled as Ree’s long, slow licks skimmed along her tight bud of nerves. When Ree slipped her fingers inside Leila, she shouted with her sudden climax. Muscles clenched and her breath caught in her throat as she rode the crest of the rush. She balled the sheets in her fists, fighting to hold onto this high for as long as possible. Too soon, the ride ended.

Her breath came back in pants as she relaxed. She reached out for Ree and drew her up to kiss her. Tasting her own essence on Ree’s lips, she was overcome with the need to give Ree the same pleasure.

Pushing against Ree’s shoulders, she urged Ree to roll on to her back. Then she mimicked Ree’s earlier kisses down her neck and chest.

Ree grabbed Leila’s upper arms. “You don’t have to.”

Leila looked up to meet Ree’s eyes. “I want to. Will you let me?”

Ree nodded and wiggled out of her pink thong.

Leila took a moment to admire the beautiful, pale skin laid out before her like a buffet, until a plaintive moan from Ree broke Leila’s concentration.

“You’re torturing me,” Ree groaned.

Leila grinned. “Waiting for my touch?” She blew a soft breath over Ree’s taut nipple.

“Yesss,” Ree hissed.

Leila was torturing herself as well. She couldn’t wait another second to taste Ree, even though she worried about whether or not she’d like it. She slid down the length of Ree’s body, trailing wet kisses along the way. Once between Ree’s thighs, Leila inhaled Ree’s intensely feminine scent, feeling heady as her own need soared again.

She swiped her tongue across Ree’s clit, and her friend gasped. Encouraged, Leila licked again before sucking the nub into her mouth, swirling her tongue under and over. Ree’s dew tasted a little salty with a slight sweetness—something to appreciate—and Leila’s anxiety that she wouldn’t enjoy pleasuring her friend evaporated.

Ree mewed and cried out with her growing excitement, prodding Leila to continue. She explored Ree’s wetness with her fingers, marveling at the heat and sleekness of Ree’s sensitive folds. Slowly, she circled Ree’s opening without penetrating.

Ree tossed her head back on the pillow. “Oh, God, please,” she begged.

Leila grinned, enjoying the power to make her friend want her, knowing she could make Ree feel so good. She relented and slipped one finger, then two, into Ree’s tight, velvety center. She was rewarded with a satisfied groan from Ree.

Leila licked and sucked at Ree’s clit as she pumped her hand. Ree’s muscles contracted around Leila’s fingers.

“Oh, God. Feels. So. Good,” Ree gasped.

Leila glanced up in time to watch Ree’s face as her orgasm rocked through her. With her eyes squeezed closed, Ree let out a shout. “Hell, yesss!”

As Ree came down from her high, Leila slowed her strokes then carefully removed her fingers, giving Ree’s clit one last brush with her thumb. She smoothed her hands over Ree’s thighs and hips as her muscles gradually relaxed.

When she’d returned to herself, Ree pulled Leila up next to her on the pillow. They snuggled together in a tangle of arms and legs softly caressing each other’s backs.

Leila lay entwined with Ree, feeling thoroughly loved. Being with a man had always felt good, but this was something more—something bigger, deeper, all encompassing. Something she didn’t want to lose just because she was worried about what would happen once they left the sanctuary of this apartment.

“Ree?” she whispered.

“Yeah,” Ree mumbled, sounding close to falling asleep.

Leila turned her head so she could see Ree’s beautiful face. “I love you too.”

Ree’s eyes popped open as her arms tightened around Leila. “I won’t let you go now that you’ve confessed.”

“Good. I don’t ever want you to let me go.” She held Ree closer. “Because I’m never letting you go either.”

About the Author

Suzanne Graham has always been an avid reader and diary writer. After inheriting boxes of romance books from her aunt, she decided to try putting her own stories on paper. Suzanne met her husband, a fellow American, as an exchange student at the University of Warwick in England. They are proud parents of three boys. In her spare time, you can usually find Suzanne on the living room couch reading romance.

Suzanne loves to talk to her readers and can be found at http://www.suzannegraham.blogspot.com.

Also Available from
Resplendence Publishing

Three Signatures for the Lady
by Suzanne Graham

Anna Paulson needs another hundred signatures for her petition to reach this week’s goal, and on this hot, summer Friday evening, she has one more doorbell to ring before she calls it quits for the day. Then she’ll be at it again first thing in the morning.

Then Frank Burke answers the door wearing only a towel, and she enjoys some innocent flirting with a man who appears much younger than her. The flirting becomes less innocent as she’s invited to join his roommates for dinner and a movie on their big screen TV.

Anna surrenders to her fantasy and participates in a ménage a quatre, spending a very intoxicating night in bed with Frank, Jeff, and Steve. But after a few weeks of the best sex of her life in a relationship that doesn’t seem to exist outside of the bedroom, Anna decides it’s time to get back to reality. But Frank won’t let her go that easily.

Drunk and Disorderly
by Emma Hillman

When Sara finds herself locked up in jail for the night, together with her three friends, Melanie, Robbie, and Mark, she doesn't think things can get any worse. She's too wired to fall asleep; however, Mel knows a sure fire way to get her to relax. She should have known her friend was too drunk to make sense. She wants her to masturbate while they're locked up in a cell! She's crazy, but not as crazy as what happens next...
With a little help from her friends, Sara finally falls asleep. They're let go the next morning with a warning, and she's relieved no one heard them during the night. That is until she sees the look in the deputy's eyes. She's going to need to do some damage control, and fast.