“Zhen you will ‘urt ‘er,” Gabrielle responded softly. She wished that they had a Time Turner to stop what had happened. If Fleur had been mindful and considered her feelings, they wouldn’t be in this position. She leaned up and gave Fleur a gentle kiss. “I will…get past my jealousy. When we both return, we can compare tales and we ‘ave zee rest of the zee week. Do not forget zhat, all right?”
“She did?” Gabrielle gasped, envious that Fleur had heard tales about their mother at school. “You need to tell me.” Her voice got low and sultry as she added, “After we are weary from our loving making and cuddling in your bed. You can tell me then.”
Moving her finger, Gabrielle felt Fleur’s body clench it. It was such a huge turn on. “You are so dirty,” she breathed teasingly. “Letting me do zhis to you…” Gabrielle kissed Fleur madly before breaking it. “You love it though, don’t you?”
Gabrielle rolled a little more, trying to pin Fleur as she rubbed against her madly. “I love you,” she breathed. “We should do zhis all the time… It feels so good… I feel so connected to you like zhis…”
Swooning, she moaned loudly as she felt her tummy clench and she knew that her climax was threatening to crest and crash over her.