“Good.” Penny smiled at her. “Because I think pressing you against the door of you flat and pressing my lips to yours was one of the best kisses of my life,” she confessed sincerely. Well, almost… She didn’t want to admit it was, by far, the best kiss of her life.
It was touching that Jessica was so readily willing to make an overture to Orla; well, more than she had already. She couldn’t help but wonder what kind of relationship Jessica could build with her daughter if things went as she wished them to. Aunt? Big sister? Mother? It felt like it was almost too much to even wish for…
As soon as their tongues met, Penny mewed softly into the kiss. She stretched lightly as she shifted in her seat. Setting down her glass, she wrapped her arms around Jessica’s neck.
The kiss was soft and sweet but didn’t lack passion for it. She felt heat building inside her that had nothing to do with the cozy fire a few feet away. Not wanting to rush, Penny lightly rubbed her hands up and down Jessica’s sides as they kissed.
Not wanting it to end, Penny kept her lips lightly gliding over Jessica’s until she was practically whimpering with each little movement.