Gabrielle wanted to believe her sister. Fifteen years seemed like an eternity, as it often did to young people, it seemed to her that if she hadn’t found love yet that she might not ever find it. Nodding, Gabrielle wanted to push past the uneasy topic.
“Taquinez-vous? Est-ce que je suis vous taquinant?” Gabrielle purred. Tease you? Am I teasing you? She didn’t really think of it as teasing. Gabrielle was patient. It was almost like a great hunter stalking her prey. She was patient…
“You don’t want to wait?” she repeated. Gabrielle pouted playfully up at her sister from between her thighs. She placed her lips back to Fleur’s clit and hummed as if in thought.
“I think zhat I will try zhat later then…” Garbielle could have kept her kissing and licking in just the right spots to deny her sister but still cause intense pleasure. Instinctively, both sisters could strum each other bodies like virtuosos.
Instead, Gabrielle sucked steadily and lightly at Fleur’s clit knowing it would push her over the edge eventually. Gabrielle suspect she would not need to wait long.