Betrayal: Abby's Guilt (The Betrayal Series) Page 7

  Brianna went through that bottle of wine very quickly. When she realized the bottle was empty, she chucked it on the floor, got off the couch, and went to the kitchen to get another one. She had almost made it to the kitchen’s doorway when the sudden ding of the doorbell made her jump out of her skin and jerk her body around. She thought it was a hotel staff member coming to bother her about something. She sighed as she made her way to the door to peek through the peephole. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw who it was standing on the other side of the door.

  After taking a calming breath, Brianna turned the doorknob and swung the door wide open. The sight of Abby looking terrified and clutching her purse to her chest, broke Brianna’s heart. Abby’s eyes looked like they were made of glass, her faced was all crunched up, and her lips were pursed. She looked like she had been crying a lot and could burst into tears at any second. To Brianna, it was both the most beautiful and saddest of sights.

  As she fought tears of her own, Brianna reached out and grabbed Abby’s forearm. Without saying a single word, she pulled Abby inside the suite and shut the door behind her. Brianna stepped closer to Abby and hesitantly wrapped her arms around her. She was afraid to scare her off again. Abby did not hug Brianna back or object to the embrace. She continued to clutch her purse to her chest with both hands while wondering whether she had made the right decision by coming back to that hotel suite. Abby remained silent, except for the occasional sob that escaped her pursed lips. She rested her chin on Brianna’s shoulder as Brianna tightened her grip on the petite brunette. Brianna wished that somehow she could exorcise all the pain out of Abby’s heart through that hug. She silently cursed their fates and wondered why life had to be so goddamn unfair.

  After they held each other for a while, Brianna broke the embrace so she could bring her hands up and cup both sides of Abby’s face. She placed soft, tender kisses on Abby’s lips, nose, cheeks and forehead while her thumbs wiped the tear drops that had started to dribble down Abby’s cheeks. After taking the clutch from Abby’s hands and tossing it on the coffee table, Brianna stared into Abby’s glassy hazel eyes. Even with a red nose and mascara smeared all around her eyes, Abby was still the prettiest thing Brianna had ever seen.

  She placed another sweet, lingering kiss on Abby’s lips before dropping to her knees and reaching under the skirt of Abby’s long dress. After unbuckling the straps of Abby’s jeweled sandals and slipping them off her small feet, Brianna stood up.

  Standing a couple of inches shorter without her shoes, Abby continued to sob softly while Brianna placed another soft kiss on her lips.

  “Everything is going to be okay,” Brianna said in between kisses. She searched Abby’s face and caressed her cheek with the back of her fingers before dropping her gaze to the swell of Abby’s breasts. Abby flinched and squeezed her eyes shut when Brianna curled her arms behind her and found the zipper of her dress.

  After sliding the zipper on Abby’s gown all the way down, Brianna nuzzled Abby’s neck and breathed in her sweet scent. Abby’s breath caught at the feel of Brianna’s cool lips leaving a trail of tender kisses along the curve of her neck. Her stomach dropped when Brianna’s fingers curled under the straps of her gown.

  Part of her wanted to turn around and storm out of the suite again, but the other part of her wanted Brianna to keep going. She decided to stay, letting her lust and curiosity overrule her good judgment. When the straps of her dress began to slide down her arms, a jolt of electricity rippled through Abby’s body, making her tremble. The pretty gown slithered down the curves of her body until it pooled at her feet.

  Sensing that Abby was on the verge of passing out from fear, Brianna wrapped her arms around her once more and whispered against her ear. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I won’t hurt you. I will never hurt you. Don’t be scared.”

  While stepping out of her dress bunched around her feet, Abby nodded slowly against Brianna’s shoulder but did not utter a single word. She was terrified but couldn’t do anything about it. The fear, anxiety and lust mixing together and coursing through her veins had paralyzed her limbs. She couldn’t run away even if she wanted to. When Brianna’s fingers moved to undo the clasp of her strapless lace bra, Abby held her breath and silently prayed that her legs wouldn’t give out from under her.

  Brianna took a step back and let the soft lace fall down between them. Brianna dropped her gaze and grinned. Abby’s breasts were more beautiful than she had imagined. She felt a strong urge to glide her lips around those small, perky breasts and writhe her tongue over those perfect, taut, pink nipples, but she knew she needed to take things slow. Instead of acting on her urge, Brianna dropped down to her knees and placed her palms on Abby’s hips. She stared at the white lace that stood between her and the sweetness of Abby’s sex and couldn’t believe it was actually happening. So many nights and days she had spent dreaming about that moment, playing it over and over in her head. Having Abby standing there in front of her in nothing but her lace bikini felt surreal to Brianna.

  With her eyes still squeezed shut, Abby let out a soft whimper when she felt Brianna’s fingers curling under the lace of her panties. What are you doing Abby? This is wrong, she kept telling herself over and over while her underwear glided down her hips. It wasn’t long before the lace garment was resting around her ankles. Her breath hitched in her throat. She was afraid of opening her eyes. She could feel Brianna eyeing her there. She shivered in anticipation of what Brianna would do next. She had never felt more embarrassed, vulnerable and turned on in her entire life.

  Brianna remained on her knees, licking her lips and taking in the intoxicating scent of Abby’s dripping sex just inches away from her face. She scanned Abby’s petite body from head to toe, studying and memorizing every curb, hill and valley. It took every bit of Brianna’s self-control not to push that delicious girl down on the carpet and taste every inch of her delectable body. But she did not want to scare Abby any more than she already was. Instead of devouring her, Brianna held Abby’s hips and simply pressed her lips against her belly, just below her navel. She placed a few reassuring, tender kisses on the smooth, firm belly before shooting to her feet.

  Abby’s eyes flew open when she felt Brianna stand up. She parted her lips to take another one of her soft kisses. Brianna stepped back, and Abby’s heart went on another sprint when she saw Brianna reach behind her neck to undo the clasp that was holding the top of her dress up. Brianna tried to hold Abby’s gaze, but Abby’s eyes drifted down to the top of Brianna’s dress. Mesmerized, Abby watched the soft silk of Brianna’s gown tumble down the curves of her voluptuous breasts until it was dangling from her waist. Abby’s breath hitched in her throat. The only naked breasts she had ever seen before were her own. She felt a strong urge to reach out and cup one of those milky, white breasts with her hand. She wondered if they felt as soft as they looked. But she did not have the courage to do anything but stare at the breasts that were the definition of perfection.

  Without taking her eyes off Abby’s face, Brianna brought her hands to her hips and slowly began to push the rest of her dress down. Abby’s gaze drifted further down to watch the dress slide down Brianna’s hips, but her curious eyes quickly flew back to Brianna’s face when she realized there was nothing under that silky gown. Brianna was going commando. As the gown pooled around Brianna’s feet, Abby felt her face flush with embarrassment but also from the scorching desire that was running through her veins and pulsating between her wet folds. It hit her that they were, for the first time, completely naked in front of each other.

  Holding Abby’s gaze, Brianna stepped out of her gown and took a couple of steps forward until her breasts were pressing slightly against Abby’s. Abby gasped, and her body shivered from the hardness of Brianna’s pink nipples rubbing against the swell of her breasts. Butterflies swarmed around in Abby’s stomach when she felt her bare thighs rub slightly against Brianna’s. Part of her still wanted to snatch her clothes off the floor and run out of that ho
tel suite again, but she knew it was a little too late for that. The realization that all the dreams she had been having about Brianna were about to come true was both thrilling and terrifying.

  Abby wondered how she had gotten to that point. Before Brianna came into her life, Abby had never looked at another woman twice. While she respected and was friends with women who loved other women, she had never felt any curiosity about what they did in the bedroom. Brianna Garrett had come out of nowhere to turn her world upside down. Abby did not know what else was going to happen to her that night. But she knew one thing for certain: Her life was never going to be the same again.

  Brianna brought her hands up to cup both sides of Abby’s face before placing another soft, moist kiss on her lips. Abby’s were the softest lips she had ever tasted, and she couldn’t get enough of them. Gazing into Abby’s calmer, but still anxious eyes, Brianna reached for Abby’s hands and brought them up to her lips. She kissed the back of them tenderly.

  “Come with me, sweet girl,” Brianna cooed, releasing one of Abby’s hands and tugging at the other so Abby would follow her. With Abby holding her hand and following behind her like a scared little girl on her first day of school, Brianna swayed slowly towards the bedroom of the suite. Many thoughts ran through Abby’s head, but she couldn’t hear them over the loud pounding of her heart. It was a surreal moment for her. She felt as if she was walking on air as she watched Brianna’s spectacular, flawless, and very naked body strut in front of her.

  Once inside the fancy bedroom, Brianna crawled on top of the bed, with her face towards the headboard, and knelt in the middle of the mattress. Following her cue, Abby also crawled on the bed and knelt in front of Brianna. Sitting on their ankles with their knees touching, both women stared at each other, trying to take in the sight of each other’s sublime beauty. Realizing she had been holding her breath, Abby exhaled as her eyes scanned Brianna from the top of her head to her bent knees.

  Licking her lips, Abby reached out to cup the side of Brianna’s face with her trembling fingers. She gently rubbed her thumb over Brianna’s lips, becoming aware of the fact that she was becoming addicted to the feel and taste of those lips on her. Her eyes flew to Brianna’s hair which was being held up behind her head by a series of silver pins. Abby got off her ankles and reached behind Brianna’s head to remove the pins and undo the stylish, complicated bun. Abby removed all the pins, one by one, and Brianna’s luscious blonde hair tumbled down around her, draping over her shoulders and her impossibly perfect porcelain breasts.

  While Brianna grinned sweetly at her, Abby held a handful of the silky dirty blonde tresses between her fingers, marveling at how soft they felt. She fought the urge to bring the golden locks to her nose and smell them and chose to brush them all behind Brianna’s shoulders instead. As she dropped back to sit on her ankles again, Abby’s eyes couldn’t help but drift down to gaze at Brianna’s perfect breasts. With her heart beating in her throat, Abby held her trembling hand out until the pads of her fingers were grazing the tip of one of Brianna’s taut nipples. Electricity rippled through her body, and a sharp gasp tumbled out of her mouth when she felt the hardness of that pink, erect nipple under the pad of her thumb. Her eyes darted between the breast and Brianna’s eyes as if she was asking Brianna for permission to touch her there.

  Brianna pushed slightly against Abby’s thumb, letting her know that it was okay. Abby licked her lips as she tentatively cupped Brianna’s soft breast. She stroke it gently, eliciting a soft moan from Brianna. Abby felt surprisingly comfortable touching another woman’s breast. As she held Brianna’s breast in her palm, Abby’s eyes continued to drift downward until they found the part of Brianna’s anatomy that Abby found really terrifying. She had to look away the first time she got a glimpse of it. This time, she couldn’t take her eyes of it. She stared at the narrow and perfectly trimmed strip of blonde hair that covered it. She wondered what it would feel like to touch Brianna there and put her lips there. The thought made a cold sweat run down her spine, but she wasn’t going to let her fear keep her from finding out.

  Abby freed Brianna’s breast from her grip, and her curious fingers began to slowly glide down the space between Brianna’s breasts until they were grazing Brianna’s tight belly. Abby froze, and her gaze drifted up. Once again, she asked Brianna, with her eyes, for permission to go further south.

  Brianna let her know it was okay by getting on her knees and slightly parting her legs to give Abby better access. Abby’s fingers began to move again but froze when they felt the soft hairs of Brianna’s sex under them. She hastily pulled her hand off Brianna and looked away, suddenly feeling consumed with self-awareness and shame.

  Brianna reached out and grabbed Abby’s hand, holding it between hers. After bringing the delicate hand up to her lips, Brianna kissed the back of Abby’s fingers softly. “It’s okay, sweetheart,” she breathed against the trembling fingers before flipping the hand over and sliding it between her thighs.

  Electric current, enough to power the entire City of New York, reverberated through Abby’s entire body the second she felt Brianna’s slick, warm folds rub against the back of her fingers. She had to squeeze her own legs together because the overwhelming, almost painful throbbing taking place between them was zapping the energy out of her and making her dizzy. Abby gasped and panted as she processed the shock and thrill of having her hand between Brianna’s legs. As she watched Brianna slightly thrust her soaked sensitive flesh against her fingers, Abby knew there was no going back for her.

  Brianna could not wait any longer. She desperately needed to make love to that sweet girl. She could see that Abby wanted her as much as she wanted Abby. After pulling Abby’s hand out from between her thighs, Brianna wrapped her hands around Abby’s waist and made Abby get off her ankles and kneel in front of her. With restrained urgency, Brianna wrapped her arms around a still-panting Abby and held her tight.

  “I can’t believe you’re here in my arms, Abby,” Brianna breathed. “I’ve been dreaming about this moment since the day I met you and tasted your lips for the first time. I know you have never done anything like this before. I know you’re scared. I want you to trust me and not be afraid. I will never hurt you, sweet angel.” Brianna eyes bounced back and forth between Abby’s anxious eyes and her trembling lips. Abby just nodded, too overwhelmed by the experience to articulate any coherent thoughts. Brianna pressed her lips against Abby’s while getting the terrified girl to lie flat on the bed.

  “You’re so beautiful Abigail,” Brianna whispered, almost to herself, as she hovered over Abby and surveyed every hill and valley of Abby’s petite body. They both let out sharp gasps when Brianna lowered herself on top of Abby and the curves of their bodies melded together as if they were one and the same. “Your skin is so soft,” Brianna cooed against Abby’s lips while cupping both sides of Abby’s face with her hands. Abby did not say anything. She just stared into Brianna’s gorgeous blue eyes and reminded herself to breathe. That’s all she could do-breathe and stare. The anticipation and anxiety coursing through her were almost too much for her poor heart to endure.

  With eyes that sparkled with lust, Brianna moved her hands off Abby’s face and placed her palms flat on the bed. She gave Abby a wicked grin before cocking her head to the side and crushing Abby’s mouth with hers. They moaned and breathed hungrily into each other’s mouths, getting lost in their most intense kiss yet. While their tongues danced together, they both wished time stood still so they could remain in each other’s arms forever.

  Abby spread her legs and bent them at the knees so Brianna could nestle her hips between them. Brianna freed Abby’s lips and studied Abby’s face a little more. Brianna’s eyes shone with feral desire for the beautiful girl lying under her, and her lips curled into a deliciously wicked grin. She still couldn’t believe all those dreams she had been having about Abby were about to come true.

  When Brianna started grinding on her, Abby lost the few inhibitions she had left and j
ust gave into the overpowering lust pulsating within her. She spread her legs even wider and brought her hands together to grip the small of Brianna’s back. She arched her back while rolling her hips and pressing Brianna’s body down on her. The move, plus the sensual moans spilling out of Abby’s lips, drove Brianna over the edge. She buried her face on the curve of Abby’s neck, sucking and nibbling the sensitive area with startling desperation. Abby’s entire body shook from the toe-curling sensation produced by Brianna’s starved lips on her neck. She dug her nails in Brianna’s back and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling while Brianna’s lips began to travel south.

  Brianna dragged her lips down the curves of Abby’s body until she found the rising mound of Abby’s breast. A soft whimper escaped Abby’s lips when she felt the warmth and wetness of Brianna’s mouth closing around her humble breast. Abby looked down and saw nothing but a curtain of blond hair draped all over her chest. After gathering the cascades of golden locks and flipping them behind Brianna’s shoulders, Abby arched her back, pushing her breast deeper inside Brianna’s hungry mouth.

  Brianna grinned. She loved the fact that Abby’s breasts were small enough to fit whole in her mouth. She also loved how enthusiastically Abby was responding to what her mouth was doing. Brianna alternated between sucking Abby’s breast whole and holding the nipple between her teeth and tugging gently at it. After performing the same deliciously torturous routine on Abby’s other breast, Brianna’s lips continued their journey south.

  Brianna did not rush her descend. She needed to make the moment last for as long as she could. She couldn’t get enough of Abby’s soft skin and intoxicating scent. As she dragged her lips down Abby’s petite body, she left a trail of soft, moist kisses behind. Abby held her breath and returned her gaze to the ceiling. The anticipation was doing a number on her stomach. She knew where Brianna’s moist, hungry lips were headed, and she ached for them to hurry up and get there. She realized there was no turning back. So, she squeezed her eyes shut and gripped the sheets, bracing herself for the assault.