Southern Comfort (9781622863747) by Skyy

understand that I have never felt like this before. You are an amazing woman and you made this trip something I will never forget.” Katrina pecked Willow on her lips.
    Willow pressed down on the lock until they both heard a faint click. She pulled on the lock, but it didn’t budge. Willow turned around to Katrina as she took the key out of her pocket.
    â€œI never want to forget this, or you,” Katrina whispered in Willow’s ear. Their lips drew closer as she dropped the key into the Seine. Neither wanted the moment to end.
    The two held hands the entire two-hour ride back to London. Willow rested her head against Katrina’s shoulder. Katrina ran her hand through Willow’s wild, curly tresses. For once in life Willow despised time. She prayed that Father Time would slow down for once in life just so that she didn’t have to be without Katrina, but with every moment they drew closer to London, and closer to the end. It would never be the same again.
    The couple exited the train and headed to the Tube never letting go of each other’s hands. The lateness was a pleasure as the underground subway wasn’t nearly as busy as it usually was. Katrina put her arm around Willow, kissing her on her forehead.
    â€œI swear there is one thing I am not going to miss,” Katrina said as a train zipped past them.
    â€œYeah, yeah, yeah, you probably aren’t going to miss anything about my city.”
    â€œNot true. I actually like London now.” Katrina held on to Willow. “Plus this city introduced me to you, so I really love it.”
    The two laughed as their train approached. The car was mostly empty. The couple sat next to each other. Willow noticed the time on her cell phone. They had four more hours before she had to get Katrina to the airport. She didn’t want to waste another minute.
    Willow pressed her lips against Katrina’s neck. Katrina laughed as she attempted to question what Willow was doing in the subway. Willow rubbed her hand on Katrina’s thigh, slowly moving farther in until reaching her inner thigh. Katrina turned her head to Willow. Their eyes locked. In that moment nothing mattered.
    Their lips locked. Each wanted nothing more than to savor the taste of each other. Katrina’s fingers gripped the back of Willow’s head through her curls. She aggressively pulled Willow’s face as close as she could get it. They kissed, breathing love and passion into each other.
    The couple only broke the embrace once the train arrived at their stop. They rushed to the flat they shared. As soon as Katrina got the door open it was on. With one quick pull Katrina ripped Willow’s dress into two pieces. Willow didn’t care about the shattered fabric; she wanted Katrina more than she had ever wanted anything in life. Katrina circled her tongue around Willow’s hard, light brown nipples. Katrina cupped Willow’s ass, pulling her as close as she could. They walked slowly until making it into the bedroom.
    Willow watched as Katrina took her clothes off. Katrina’s ripped, sexy body caused the stiffness of Willow’s nipples to ache from anticipation of what was to come. She didn’t want to wait for her to take her clothes off; every moment was time she was missing touching her, caressing her, tasting her.
    â€œTree, take me. Please, I need you,” Willow whimpered.
    Katrina obliged pulling her foot out of her jeans. She towered over Willow, pulling Willow’s legs toward her. Heat pulsated between Willow’s legs; her whole body trembled. Katrina’s touch electrified every inch of Willow’s body. Each touch only intensified until Willow’s body felt like it was going to explode.
    Katrina dove in, pressing her lips against Willow’s swollen clit. Her tongue parted Willow, tasting the salty and sweetness of the woman who was once just a stranger in a coffee house. It was her favorite taste and she didn’t know