Betrayal: Brianna's Secret (The Betrayal Series)

by Sofia Velardi

  Brianna took a second to take in the beauty of the mystical goddess lying on her bed. Abby had undone the bun on top of her head and her luscious brown hair was draping her shoulders and arms.

  Brianna gazed at Abby, lying on her side with her legs closed and her arms clasped together against her chest, covering her breasts, and fought the urge to pinch herself. It all just seemed too good to be true.

  To Brianna, Abby had never looked more enticing or vulnerable with her head resting on a pair of pillows and a half smile on her face. She looked like she was glowing with the bright morning light filtering through the drapes and enveloping her body. Not wanting to wait another second wondering whether it was all a dream or not, Brianna approached the bed.

  Abby’s eyes followed Brianna as she slowly strutted inside the room and stood by the side of the bed. The fire she saw in Brianna’s eyes sent a shiver down her spine, but Abby was not afraid of it, not anymore.

  She had made up her mind. She was not going to punish herself or fight her feelings anymore. In her heart, what she and Brianna were doing felt right, beautiful, real. They belonged together. She was giving herself the chance to be happy.

  Without taking her eyes off the gorgeous girl waiting for her on the bed, Brianna curled her fingers under the hem of her white tank top and slowly pulled it up over her head. She grinned, tossing the tank top on the floor and reaching for the button on her shorts.

  Feeling both anxious and thrilled, Abby watched intently as Brianna brought her hands to her waist so she could unbutton and unzip her khaki shorts. With her ocean blue eyes blazing with lust, Brianna pushed her favorite pair of shorts down her hips until they slid down her perfectly proportioned thighs and hit the floor.

  After stepping out of the shorts, Brianna reached behind her to undo the clasp of her white lace bra, but froze when Abby unexpectedly sat up and crawled towards her.

  “Stop,” Abby breathed, kneeling in front of Brianna and grabbing her elbow. A wicked grin curled her lips. “Let me do it.”

  Brianna dropped her hands to her sides and knelt on the bed in front of Abby. Looking as gorgeous as she did and sounding as seductively as she sounded, Abby could have asked anything of Brianna at that moment, and Brianna would have happily complied.

  Abby crawled closer and placed a soft kiss on the swell of one of Brianna’s breasts while her hands scurried under Brianna’s arms to undo the clasp of her bra. Brianna moaned softly, watching the top of Abby’s head. It was her first time feeling Abby’s lips anywhere on her body, and it felt as amazing as she had dreamed it would.

  After pulling the loops of the bra down Brianna’s arms and watching the bra fall on the bed, Abby stared at the most perfect pair of breasts she had ever seen. Gone were the apprehension and self-consciousness Abby felt the first time she touched those glorious breasts. This time, she ogled them with desire. She wondered what it would feel like to have them in her mouth. Without hesitation, she went for it.

  Brianna let out a long, appreciative moan when she felt Abby’s hand cupping the side of her breast and her soft lips closing around one of her hardened nipples. Electricity coursed through her body when she felt Abby tentatively suck her breast and lazily swirl her tongue around her nipple.

  It was obvious to Brianna Abby had no experience doing what she was doing, but the awkwardness just made the whole thing that much hotter. “Oh, Abby! That feels so good,” Brianna cooed, arching her back and pushing her breast against Abby’s mouth.

  Abby withdrew her mouth and gazed up at Brianna. Her lips curled into a devilish smile when she saw the dazed look in Brianna’s eyes. Abby was proud of herself. With that smile, Abby was also letting Brianna know that she liked what she had tasted and wanted more. She turned her attention to Brianna’s other breast and shoved it in her mouth while the fingers of her hand gave gentle tugs to Brianna’s other nipple.

  Watching the tip of Abby’s warm tongue writhe over her nipple was driving Brianna mad with pleasure. So many times she had fantasized about Abby doing that. She could not believe that it was finally happening. She shivered with anticipation and wondered what else Abby would dare to do to her that morning.

  Abby withdrew her mouth from Brianna’s nipple and tugged at Brianna’s hip to get her to lie down on the bed. With Brianna lying on her back in nothing but her white lace panties, Abby straddled her and stared at the most perfect body she had ever seen.

  Abby took a second to take in the significance of the moment. She was about to try and do something she had never done before-make love to another woman. Before Brianna walked into her life, Abby had never looked at another women twice.

  She never felt any curiosity or sexual desire for another woman no matter how beautiful she was. She still didn’t. But there was something about Brianna. She couldn’t explain her attraction to her. She felt fearful and anxious, but she was not going to let those feelings stop her from fulfilling the fantasies she had been harboring ever since she and Brianna locked lips for the first time.

  With her heavy locks of brown hair falling in front of her, Abby leaned forward and curled her fingers inside the strings of Brianna’s thong. She pulled the thong down slowly, her heart pounding faster the lower the thong slid. Brianna lifted her butt in the air to allow the thong to slide down the swells of her butt cheeks, thighs and legs.

  After getting Brianna’s thong off and tossing it on the floor, Abby crawled up and gently brought her body down until it was pressed against Brianna.

  She let out a soft moan, and her lips curled into a coy smile when she felt the soft curves of Brianna’s body pressed against hers. Her eyes darted from Brianna’s lips to her eyes and back as her body remained motionless for a bit. She didn’t want to rush things. She wanted to take things slow and savor every moment. This was an experience Abby wanted to remember forever.

  Abby enjoyed the feeling of Brianna’s naked body pressed against hers. It felt very natural, comfortable, and oddly familiar to her. They stared into each other’s eyes, touching each other’s faces and brushing each other’s hair away.

  They laid there without saying a word to one another. They did not need to say anything. Even though they had not known each other long, they shared a deep connection. It was a connection neither one of them could explain or understand, but it was there.

  Abby felt as if she could lie on top of Brianna all day, but Brianna’s taught nipples poking at the swell of her breasts were beckoning her. She’d had a taste of them, and she wanted more, a lot more.

  “Oh my God, Abby,” Brianna gasped when Abby, without warning, lowered her head and began an assault on her breasts with her hungry mouth. The restrained desperation with which Abby’s lips sucked, licked and bit each one of her breasts took Brianna by surprise. She had no idea sweet, angelic Abby had it in her.

  Abby stopped to grin wickedly at Brianna while slowly dragging her bottom lip between her teeth. She was so proud of herself and relieved she was not disappointing Brianna. She crushed Brianna’s mouth with hers while her hands began an assault of their own on Brianna’s breasts. She squeezed and kneaded those breasts with the confidence and skill of someone who had been doing that her whole life. Brianna was impressed, but it was what Abby did next that really blew her mind.

  Abby broke their kiss, rolled off Brianna and held her head with her fist while she lied on her side. She stared into Brianna’s eyes with a wicked grin on her lips. Brianna stared back with a curious look on her face.

  Abby rolled to her side because she wanted to be able to see Brianna’s reaction when she did to Brianna what Brianna had done to her just a few minutes earlier in the kitchen. She wondered if she was capable of blowing her mind just like Brianna had blown hers.

  Holding Brianna’s gaze, Abby placed her palm on Brianna’s belly and slowly dragged her fingers down Brianna’s super tight abs until they were hovering over the opening of Brianna’s dripping wet pussy.

  Feeling emboldened by her newly found confidence, Abby
did not hesitate to slide two of her fingers inside Brianna’s wet folds. She moaned at the unfamiliar but surprisingly pleasant wetness and heat around her fingers. Abby did not have a chance to wonder if she was doing it right because Brianna immediately began to writhe against her hand.

  Abby just watched Brianna’s face with fascination as Brianna moaned and whimpered while her muscles clenched around Abby’s fingers. She could not believe she was causing Brianna that much pleasure. The more Brianna writhed against Abby’s fingers, the harder Abby plunged her fingers inside her.

  They did not take their eyes off each other until it happened. While a desperate whimper tore past her lips, Brianna gripped Abby’s wrist, holding it tightly with both hands and thrusting against it, while explosions of pleasure began to detonate in her lower belly.

  Watching Brianna pant and convulse and feeling her inner slick muscles clench around her fingers was the hottest thing Abby had ever experienced. And the fact that she was responsible for stimulating Brianna that much made the whole experience even more fascinating for Abby.

  Still panting, Brianna pulled Abby’s fingers out of her dripping pussy and slowly brought them up to her face.

  With an amazed look on her face, Abby watched Brianna’s juices dripped from between her fingers. Abby rolled her hips, no longer able to ignore or control the throbbing pulsations building between her own thighs. Her mouth dropped open, and a halting gasp escaped her lips when she saw her fingers disappear inside Brianna’s mouth.

  Abby moaned loudly at the warmth and pressure of Brianna’s mouth on her fingers. She was wrong. Brianna licking her own juices off her fingers was the most sensual thing Abby had ever seen.

  With Abby’s fingers still in her mouth, Brianna grinned, a wicked sexy grin that drove Abby even crazier with lust. After sliding Abby’s fingers out of her mouth, Brianna took a second to gather her wits after that mind blowing orgasm she had just experienced. She closed her eyes and clasped Abby’s hand against her heaving chest while a delirious chuckle tumbled off her lips.

  Abby watched her with a self-satisfied grin on her face. But she did not get to revel in her proud achievement for long. Within seconds, Brianna was hovering over her. “That was amazing, Abby,” Brianna gushed, her breath still ragged, her voice low, raspy and sexy. She cocked her head to the side. “Have you done any of that before?”

  A wide-eyed Abby shook her head and pursed her lips. The way Brianna was grinning at her was making her, for the first time, feel self-conscious and bashful. A nervous giggle broke through her pursed lips.

  Brianna giggled and shook her head as she witnessed a flush creep across Abby’s cheeks. She sighed, realizing that while Abby may be very skilled with her hands and tongue, she was still the sweet, innocent girl she had fallen in love with. She leaned in and muffled both of their giggles with a kiss that was so passionate, it made the hair on the back of their necks stand up.

  Brianna pulled her lips off Abby and a euphoric smile stretched her face. She stared down at the beautiful Abigail Slone lying under her and still wondered if it was all a dream.

  Brianna could not remember the last time she felt that much joy. She was giddy but also burning with lust. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip. After their encounter at the library, Brianna craved another taste of the sugar between Abby’s legs. It was all she could think about ever since it happened.

  “You took care of me. Now it’s time for me to take care of you. Brace yourself, Abigail,” Brianna warned before her face disappeared between Abby’s legs.

  The warning did not prepare Abby for the hungry assault that Brianna’s lips proceeded to carry out against her throbbing sex. Her lips were hungrier, more desperate than the last two times they ravished her delicate flesh. The sensation was also a million times more orgasmic than before. Abby clutched the bed sheets under her and arched her back, overwhelmed by the nonstop explosions washing over her.

  Brianna was relentless, sinking her fingernails in Abby’s thighs while her very talented tongue flicked and sucked Abby’s delicate folds. Abby was in such a daze, she lost count of how many mind blowing orgasms Brianna brought her to that Saturday morning. With her eyes closed, she pleaded for Brianna to stop so she could catch her breath, but Brianna ignored her pleas.

  Abby opened her eyes and looked down. She locked eyes with Brianna who was peering at her with a devilish gleam in her eye while her tongue continued to toy with Abby’s swollen clit.

  Watching Brianna’s tongue writhe like a snake over her folds before disappearing inside her was too much for Abby to handle. She had to look away while the intensity and frequency of the explosions detonating in her lower belly threatened to drive her to madness. She writhed, panted and moaned with abandon until she couldn’t take it anymore. With tears in her voice, she begged Brianna to stop.

  Brianna could have gone hours and hours tasting that delicious sugar but decided to show Abby some mercy. After giving Abby’s clit a final tug, she crawled up and crushed Abby’s lips with hers.

  Abby parted her lips to allow Brianna’s restless tongue to slide in. The more she tasted herself inside Brianna’s mouth the more she liked it. While Brianna assaulted the inside of her mouth with another hungry kiss, Abby realized that she still had a lot to learn about pleasing another woman.

  The things Brianna did with her tongue were going to take her a while to learn and master, but Abby was not the type of person who cowered from a challenge. She looked forward to learning and mastering all of Brianna’s moves even if the whole thing still scared her a little.

  With their legs tangled together and their arms wrapped around each other, Abby and Brianna lay on the king size bed, listening to each other’s heartbeats and the faint sounds of the busy city outside. They broke into delirious giggles once and again while enjoying the warmth and softness of each other’s bodies. They both wished they could’ve stopped time and stayed in that bedroom forever.

  Brianna couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. She couldn’t believe she had that beautiful, sweet girl in her arms. Two weeks earlier she hadn’t even met Abby, but lying there in that bed, Brianna felt like she couldn’t live without her. She couldn’t stop placing butterflies kisses all over Abby’s heart-shaped face while Abby giggled like a little girl.

  “Thank you,” Brianna breathed, staring into Abby’s eyes and no longer giggling.

  “For what?” Abby asked.

  “For giving yourself a chance to be happy. For giving me a chance to make you happy. I love you Abby.” Brianna did not let Abby say it back. She didn’t need to hear what she already felt in Abby’s touch and kisses. She claimed Abby’s mouth once more with a kiss that was restrained and tender, but just as intense as the other ones they shared that morning.

  “I need to go home,” Abby breathed, after Brianna pulled her lips off her and turned her attention to Abby’s neck.

  “No. I don’t want you to go,” Brianna whined while nibbling the curve of Abby’s neck. “Let’s spend the rest of the day here on this bed.” Abby giggled, but Brianna was not joking about wanting to spend the rest of the day in bed. She couldn’t get enough of that pretty hazel-eyed girl.

  “I can’t,” Abby countered. “I haven’t been home since last night. I have to go feed my fish.”

  Brianna froze upon hearing that last sentence. She narrowed her eyes at Abby and cocked her head to the side. “Your fish?”

  “Yes. I’m not making it up. I swear. I do have a fish, and I need to go feed it.”

  “Today is my day off. I want you to spend it with me. How about we get dressed, go to your apartment so you can feed your fish and then spend the day shopping and sightseeing. What do you say?”

  “Okay,” Abby replied without giving it much thought. The laundry and the other chores she had to do could wait. She too couldn’t get enough of Brianna and wanted to spend more time with her.

  Chapter VIII

  After getting dressed-Brianna in her khaki shorts and white tank
top and Abby in the clothes she was wearing the previous night-they left Brianna’s apartment, got in a cab and headed to Abby’s and Kyle’s apartment in The Village.

  At the apartment, Abby cringed when she unlocked her apartment door and Brianna walked in. The apartment was so tiny compared to Brianna’s palatial apartment in midtown. Abby knew she shouldn’t have felt embarrassed by her modest living quarters, but she did.

  “So, this is where you live?” Brianna asked as she glanced around the small living room painted and decorated in bright colors. “I like it. It’s very cozy. It’s very you.”

  Abby chuckled nervously. “It’s a shoebox.”

  “Is that your fish?” Brianna asked after spotting the colorful goldfish swimming inside a bowl on top of a shelf. She walked over to get a better look.

  “Yeah. That’s Joaquin,” Abby replied, walking over to the fish bowl to join Brianna.

  Brianna snapped her head towards Abby. “Joaquin?”

  Abby sighed. “You don’t want to know.”

  Brianna giggled and shook her head. “You’re so damn adorable, Abby,” she breathed before cradling Abby’s face and placing a pair of tender kisses on her forehead.

  “I’m going to go change and then we can go,” Abby announced after feeding Joaquin.

  “Okay,” Brianna mouthed and watched Abby disappear inside the bedroom. With Abby gone, Brianna roamed around the small living room. She couldn’t believe she was inside her brother’s apartment finally. She had lost count of how many times she had asked Kyle to invite her over, but he always refused, giving her every excuse in the book.

  Kyle’s presence in that living room was impossible to ignore. The shelves and tables were filled with pictures of him and Abby hugging, smiling, and looking happy. Brianna sat on the couch and grabbed a digital picture frame sitting on the coffee table. The guilt and sadness that overcame her as the pictures flashed on the screen felt like hands squeezing her heart. One picture showed them cuddling at Time Square on New Year’s Eve. Another had them goofing around at a Yankee’s game. Another had them cracking up at something while posing at the top of the Empire State Building.