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Amanda met her half way.
When their lips brushed, they immediately dove into a frantic kiss. Filled with passion, not the fear she had felt earlier, Jen ravaged Amanda’s mouth. Swollen from crying, Amanda’s lips tasted more of tears than licorice. Jen entwined her hand in Amanda’s long, black curls, gently cupping the nape of her neck, and kissed Amanda as hard as she could.
Amanda leaned back into Jen’s hand and moaned, surrendering to desire.
They kissed for a dreamy eternity, and when Jen inched back to look in Amanda’s eyes, she saw a flash of uncertainty. Oh my sweet, we can’t have that. Jen dropped adoring kisses on Amanda’s forehead, feeling her relax a little, then moved to her eyelids and kissed away the sadness. From there, Jen trailed kisses to the tip of Amanda’s nose, feeling her shiver in delight. When Jen returned to Amanda’s lips, Amanda eagerly welcomed Jen home.
A surge of carnal desire swirled through Jen, as she kissed Amanda ardently, tilting her head back and getting lost. She felt her legs liquefy in the heat of the moment, and knew she had made the right decision.
“So soft,” Jen whispered against Amanda’s lips when they pulled back. “What I love.”
“You’re sure?”
“I want all of you,” Jen said. “And, I want you to take all of me.”
Jen tightened her arms around Amanda’s waist and leaned back, raising Amanda off the patio in a powerful embrace. Jen was so ravenous that she wanted to fulfill her every Amanda-fantasy right there. Outside. In broad daylight. To hell with the neighbors. She slowly lowered Amanda to the chaise and lay on top of her, planting kisses along the tops of Amanda’s breasts, energized by her encouraging whimpers.
Amanda wrapped her arms tightly around Jen’s back and pulled her close, fusing their bodies.
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