The Amazons Book 2

An eBook By Susanna Valent.

"No, no, it's just ... look, if yellow roses are for friendship, and red ones are for romance, then what are peach ones for?" Kris asked plaintively. "I have to know."

Andy put her wine down and took Kris' hand carefully in her own, trembling but determined to press on. "Peach is for 'I'm afraid to say I love you.'"

Kris looked into Andy's eyes and saw what she had been hoping for. With a huge sigh of relief she said, "Oh, Andy! Yes! God, yes! I love you, too. Don't be afraid. I want to be with you. I've wanted it for a long time."

Andy stared, almost dizzy with relief herself. "You mean it? You're sure? I mean ... just like that?"

"Andy, love, it's hardly just like that," Kris was able to assure her. "Now come here. I want to hold you, and I want to kiss you properly."

"Wow, our first time," Andy breathed, her eyes wide.

"Yes. Are you ready?" Kris joked with a soft laugh.

"More than ready. Oh, Kris," Andy sighed, leaning toward her friend and soon-to-be lover. "Please," she said simply.

Kris kissed her.

As their kiss deepened and became more urgent, their embrace tightened, their hands moved to caress one another, and Kris realized they needed the greater privacy and comfort of her bedroom.

"Andy, come," Kris said, standing and pulling her up. "Take our wine and go into the bedroom. I'll close up here."

"Yes, Captain," Andy whispered, rising on rubber legs.

Kris smiled and gave her a gentle push in the small of her back. "Go."

She found Andy carefully turning down her super-sized bed. Kris closed the door, dimmed the lights and turned on the stereo. Then she opened her arms to her lover. "Come here."

As Kris took Andy in her arms, mouths searching one another, she felt Andy's fingers opening her fly. "Oh, yes! Hurry!" Kris groaned.

Andy was delighted. Evidently their desire was truly mutual, and what was more, Kris was not nervous or shy about wanting another woman. Kris was as eager to make love as anyone Andy had ever been with.

Andy knelt and slid Kris' shorts and underpants down. Kris balanced herself on Andy's shoulder to step out of them, and then held Andy's head gently as Andy's tongue began to probe deeply into her thatch of thick, dark red hair. "Oh, yes, but I'd better sit," Kris said huskily.

"You do that," Andy agreed, following Kris back a couple of steps as she sat down on the edge of her bed. Andy nudged her to draw her legs up and plunged deeply into her wet, velvety womanhood, causing both of them to gasp with pleasure. Kris' juices spurted into Andy's mouth in her excitement and Andy's own honey dribbled down her legs. Andy reached down and struggled out of her own clothing without ever breaking contact with Kris' turgid folds.

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