Brandy’s knees buckled ever so slightly at the unexpected kiss. Unexpected if only because of who initiated it. Mouths pressed together, Brandy slowly angled her chiseled face, probing the seam of Nicola’s lips with her tongue, bidding entry. The kiss deepened soon after, with the pair enclosed within the veil of darkness afforded them by the dimness of the alleyway.
Minutes trickle by before Brandy began kissing down the smooth column of Nicola’s neck, stopping every few millimeters to drink in the scent of her perfume. At the same time, one hand began a slow descent of it’s own, gently squeezing Nicola’s firm quadricep. The skin was creamy and smooth. Muscle firm and thrumming beneath her touch.
Consumed by a haze of weed, and lust, Brandy turned to pin Nicola against the cool hard brick of the alley way, lips finding Nicola’s once more, and her palm pressed flat against the apex of Nicola’s legs. Her panties, like Brandy’s, were ruined, and Brandy can’t fight the moan that pushed out from deep in her belly at the contact. A single finger dipped beneath the damp fabric, laving a pair of swollen lips.
“…fuck…” She husked into the shell of Nicola’s ear.
As Brandy deepened the kiss there was no doubt in Nicola’s mind that she made the right decision to get some fresh air. That’s certainly what Brandy was, a breath of fresh air. Out in the cool New York air, with her hands tangled in Brandy’s dark hair, there was no room for Spencer to invade her thoughts. That’s just how she wanted it. How she needed it.
Then Brandy was pulling away and before Nicola could protest further than the whine that escaped her lips, Brandy was focusing her attention on Nicola’s neck. Every time her lips stopped Nicola would run her fingers through Brandy’s hair urging her to continue. Her head lulled to the side giving Brandy ample room to work her magic.
Their lips were attached again and before Nicola could be the one to make the move to deepen the kiss, she was pinned against the cold brick, and Brandy’s hand was beneath her dress. Brandy’s moan directly in her ear was almost enough for her to throw caution to the wind completely.
Except the moment was just too familiar... She couldn’t help but draw parallels to her weekend back home with Spencer. No they didn’t sleep together that trip, but this, this was as close as they got. Instead of the alleyway outside ACup it was her bedroom door. It was just too much, and that wasn’t Brandy’s fault. She had no way of knowing what was going through her mind.
Nicola gripped Brandy’s wrist stopping her from going further. “I can’t...” she offered pathetically. Nicola licked her lips as she prepared a further explanation. “I mean.... It’s not you. Just the location. I’m a lady after all.” As much as she tried to muster her classic confident smirk, she wasn’t sure how convincing it was.
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