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Lucie obeyed, ditching it on the floor.

Frances drew closer again and began unbuttoning Lucie’s shirt. Their eyes met as Frances’s fingers worked away. Lucie tried to even her ragged breathing as soft fingers stroked her skin and the shirt slipped from her shoulders.

The cool air hit her chest, causing goosebumps to ripple across her stomach. Warm fingers brushed her sides. Lucie exhaled slowly and silently, trying to control her racing heart’s response to the small strokes and gentle caresses.

Frances released the clasp of Lucie’s bra and slid the straps off, sending it to the floor. Her soft hands grasped Lucie’s breasts, gently tweaking her pert nipples. Lucie closed her eyes, moaning as her skin tingled beneath her lover’s playful fingertips.

Her eyes fluttered open at a tug around her waist. Frances unbuttoned her trousers, pulling down the zip. The brief touch there made her burn between her legs. As hot as this was, she was impatient to get some release.

“Take them off,” Frances ordered, pushing them down.

Lucie kicked her trousers from around her feet, removing her socks with them, not once taking her eye off the woman who had somehow become the centre of her world. Frances stepped closer again, sliding her hands around Lucie’s back and down under the fabric of her knickers. Fingers grasped her backside, nails gently digging in, making her moan again.

Fabric tickled her legs as they fell around her ankles, leaving her completely exposed in front of this beautiful woman, in a sexy, lacy dress. Her pulse quickened as excitement grew inside for what was about to come.

The edges of Frances’s mouth twitched as she took her in.

“On the bed.”

Lucie’s breath faltered as she climbed onto it. At this rate, she was going to explode as soon as Frances touched her again.

Frances slipped off her heels, one at a time, each landing on the carpet with a soft thud. Her jewellery followed, her movements sending a light breeze over Lucie’s impatient body and making her shiver. Frances must have noticed. She hitched up her dress and rolled down her tights, taking her knickers with them.

“I’ll soon warm you up,” she said in a sultry voice that wasn’t making anything easier.

As Lucie opened her mouth to speak, Frances pulled pins from her hair, allowing it to cascade over her shoulders. Only a small whimper came out in reply.

Frances grinned and lifted her dress again, this time climbing on top of her. Lucie caught the sight of dark curls beneath her dress as heat seared against her belly.

“Hmm,” Frances purred. “What am I going to do with you?”

Lucie tried to answer, but the words dissolved somewhere between her throat and the heat building between her legs.

Frances grasped Lucie’s wrists and lifted her arms above her head. Warm fingertips trailed down her arms, tickling as they brushed over her armpits. A soft whimper escaped from them both as they came to rest on her breasts.

“You’re so beautiful,” Frances said, lightly stroking them.

“So are you,” she whispered. “Now kiss me already.”

That earned her a smile as Frances leaned in. “I’ve been waiting... imagining this moment...”

“You have?”

Frances moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue and nodded. “So... forgive me if I take my time.”

Lucie’s heart pounded harder in her chest. As Frances drew closer, her lips parted with anticipation. Their eyes locked, and Lucie froze as Frances opened her mouth. Instead of closing the kiss, Frances held her there, her tongue circling Lucie’s lips in a slow, deliberate tease.

“Fuck,” Lucie exhaled sharply.

Frances pulled back with a grin and then sucked on two fingers. Lucie drew in a sharp breath as she watched her take them out of her mouth and then shift herself, lifting one knee and placing it between Lucie’s legs to force them apart.

“Oh, Frances.” Lucie squirmed, not needing any assistance to widen them.

Within seconds, her moistened fingers were inside her, moving in a steady, circular rhythm that melted into her own tingling warmth.

“So wet. All this for me.”

“Mmm,” Lucie moaned.