As Poppy lay back on her bed, her dark hair spilling out around her, I nestled myself between her legs, hovering over her.
I leaned down to kiss Poppy, the burning desire growing between us. Her room was dim, the only light coming from the lamp on the nightstand.
Our lips met, the sexual tension between us taking over the room.
"I was meaning to tell you," Poppy murmured between kisses, "You definitely know what you're doing with your hands."
"Just want until you see, or should I say feel, what I can do with my mouth."
This omitted a whimper out of Poppy, before she said, "You have way too much on. I want to see you naked, Delilah."
"Likewise," I said to Poppy, and planted another kiss on her lips before slipping off my shirt. Poppy sat up and slipped her shirt off as well.
Our breasts seemed to be around the same size, B cups. Poppy then reached around me and undid my bra swiftly.
"Two can play that game," I said to her, reaching around her back and undoing her bra quickly as well.
I then grabbed the waistband of Poppy's leggings and yanked them, "Take these off."
Poppy chuckled, "Someone's eager."
I leaned down and said in Poppy's ear, "Eager to taste you."
Poppy's breath hitched, and I pulled her pants down, leaving her in nothing but a lacy red thong, which I noticed matched the bra she had been wearing.
I then wriggled out of my leggings, leaving me in my cheeky black underwear.
Poppy and I looked at each other for a moment, each of us taking in the sight of the other.
Poppy looked up at me, a world of desire in her eyes. She then spoke softly, "You really are stunning, Delilah."
There was genuinely to her tone that I wasn't used to, and it made my heart skip a beat.
I then smiled softly at Poppy and said back to her, "Would it stroke your ego a little too much if I said you're one of the most attractive women I've ever seen?"
Poppy winked at me, "Maybe a little."
In response, I kissed Poppy, and her mouth moved against mine, parting my lips as she slipped her tongue in my mouth. As my tongue moved against hers, my heart hammered against her chest, and I could feel Poppy's as well.
I then moved my mouth down to Poppy's neck, then her delicate collarbones, and my mouth landed on her hardened nipple. Her breasts were perky and looked perfect as she lay back.
Poppy was running her hands all over my arms and back as we kissed, and her nails dug into me as I flicked my tongue on her nipple.
"Fuck," she breathed, "I need your mouth lower. Now."
In response, I grabbed both of Poppy's hands, and placed them on either side of her, pinning them down.
"We'll go at my pace, Poppy," I said back, keeping her hands pinned down, "I want to hear you beg."
Poppy smirked and said back, "Oh, just wait until I get you under me."
"Why do you say that?" I asked her, looking into her gorgeous hazel eyes.
"I don't like being told what to do," she said back to me.
"Too bad," I responded, "Right now, I'm in control."
"Fuck you, Delilah," Poppy said back, but she was smiling.
"Just wait. In moments I'll have you moaning so loud you can't say anything out of that smartass mouth of yours."
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My Only Exception (gxg)
RomanceDelilah Shay and Poppy Meyers have two things in common. They're both anti-relationship, and they both absolutely hate each other. When Poppy becomes Delilah's new co-worker, she is not happy, to say the least. That is until Delilah starts falling...
