Pansy's hand drifted to Natalie's arm, her fingers tracing lightly up and down it as she watched Cass kiss the other girl's neck. Natalie turned her head, and she felt soft lips against her jaw.
The next time her hand moved up the soft skin of Natalie's arm, she let the back of her fingers brush lightly against the side of the other girl's breast. The gentle curve made her smile in anticipation.