"Once again, Poppy. You have no fucking idea what you're talking about."

"Oh, but I think I do," Poppy said in a challenging tone.

I narrowed my eyes at Poppy, "I'd love to wipe that smug look off your face."

"And how would you do that, Delilah?" Poppy asked me in a lower tone, "I can think of a few different ways that you could."

Poppy was now gazing at me with a look in her eyes that told me just how she wanted me to wipe that look off her face.

You cannot give in. No matter how hot you think she is.

"Stop it, Poppy," I said back to her, but my tone came out weaker than intended.

A smile tugged on Poppy's lips. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.

"You're not a very good best friend, are you?" Poppy continued, "Admit it, Delilah. You want me."

Poppy took a step forward toward me, and I could smell her perfume. She was so close to me. I could easily close the gap between us, giving into my desire.

"I'm not admitting anything, Poppy," I said back, trying to sound more adamant.

"I'm still not hearing you deny that you want me. Tell me you don't want me, and I'll leave you be."

My heart was hammering in my chest as I looked at Poppy, unable to say anything. Her eyes were inviting me in, and all I had to do was tell her I wanted her.

I'm not giving in that easily, Poppy.

"Stop making this all about me, Pops," I finally said back, now matching Poppy's taunting tone, "I think you want me. No, I know you want me. Admit it."

Poppy was a mere inches away from me now as she responded, "I've never denied wanting you, Delilah. I think you know by now that I want you. I just want to hear you admit it back to me."

Before I could say anything back, Poppy lowered her voice, "Admit it, Delilah. You want me. Just as much as I want you."

I couldn't find it in me to stop myself as I responded softly, "I want you, Poppy."

"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you."

"Shut up, you heard me. I want you. Happy?" I said again, this time louder.

"I won't shut up unless you make me," Poppy said in a sultry tone, and her eyes flickered down to my lips, and then back up at my face.

"Oh, I'll make you shut up," I said to Poppy, and before I knew it, I was leaning in to kiss her.

As my lips met Poppy's, I felt something inside me that was hard to even explain. It was a rush that I had never felt before, and it was exhilarating and terrifying all at the same time. Poppy's lips were soft against mine, but by the way she was kissing me back, I knew how much she wanted and thought about this as well.

I lightly placed one of my hands on Poppy's waist, and pulled her in even closer, needing her body against mine.

"Someone can't wait to touch me," Poppy murmured, a smile on her face, and she kissed me again, the heat growing between us.

"Shut the fuck up, Poppy," was all I could murmur back, in between kisses.

I lightly pushed Poppy against of the storage racks while still kissing her, showing her that I was in control of the situation now. As Poppy's back made contact with the rack, she moaned lightly, which ignited something inside of me.

Poppy then pulled away slightly and said in a low tone, "You told me that you had no complaints with your hands. It's time to prove yourself, Delilah."

In response, I lowered my hand and cupped Poppy in between her legs, making her gasp.

"I'll be proving myself in no time, Poppy," I said to her, "I'll make you cum before you know it,"

I moved the hand up that was cupping her between her legs to her waistband and asked, "Are you ready?"

Poppy nodded in response, and she tightened the grip of her hand that was on my waist.

I slid my hand down Poppy's leggings, and into her underwear, which I could feel were lace.

Oh, how I'd love to see them one day.

I chuckled lightly when I felt how wet Poppy was for me, and she asked breathlessly, "What the fuck is so funny, Delilah?"

"You talk a big game about how much I want you, yet I can feel how wet you are for me."

Before Poppy could respond, I ran two fingers over her wet entrance, and then slipped two fingers inside her.

Poppy let out a gasp that immediately made me want to please her as best as I could. Her hips bucked against me, and once again, her lips met mine.

I could feel the heat rising in me and spreading to the spot in between my legs as I continued pleasing Poppy, catching her moans and gasps in my mouth.

"Fuck," I grumbled as I rubbed her pleasure point with my thumb and continued to curl my fingers inside of her, "You are so hot, Poppy."

I then felt Poppy smile against me, and she said, "You think that I am going to give you full control, Delilah?"

Now it was my turn to let out a moan as Poppy's hand lowered from my waist and rubbed me between my legs over my pants.

"Say the magic word, and I'll make you feel just as good as you're making me feel," Poppy said in my ear.

"Please," I responded, my breath ragged, "Please touch me, Poppy."

I let out another moan as Poppy moved her hand into my pants, and lightly rubbed my clit.

"Someone wants me," she said, once again in a smug tone, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

Poppy then slipped two fingers inside of me as well, and groaned as I rocked my hips against hers, wanting to feel all of her inside of me and against me.

Moans and gasps escaped from both of us as I have back to Poppy as good as she was making me feel, both of our hands skillfully pleasing each other.

The rack behind Poppy shook as I could feel her tighten around my fingers, getting close to her peak.

"Fuck, Delilah," she gasped, "I'm about to-"

Before she could finish, I thrust my fingers inside her even harder to bring her over the edge, and the sight of her coming undone while still pleasing me sent me over the edge as well. My own climax roared through me, the pleasure growing between every touch, gasp, and moan between us.

We were breathless as we finished, our bodies still pressed up against each other. I could feel legs give out a bit, as the felt like Jello, and Poppy grabbed my arm to catch me, a surprisingly caring act from her.

Poppy then pulled her hand out of my pants...and licked each finger one by one.

My breath hitched as I pulled my hand out as well, and I watched her suck me off of each of her fingers.

Fuck.

I think I've met my match. 

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