Burnt Sugar - Part 6 (standard:romance, 4831 words) [6/7] show all parts
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Burnt Sugar - Part 6 

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Her lips were warm and soft as they trailed across Frances' face, along
her jawline and down her neck. Her hands mapped out familiar territory 
as they slipped under Frances' top, lifting goosebumps along the way. 
When she touched the undersides of Frances' breasts, Frances let out a 
low moan, followed by a throaty chuckle. 

Nell's head jerked up. "What's so funny?" she asked, kissing the pulse
point just below Frances' ear. She loved how Frances' eyes darkened 
into fathomless pools when she was aroused. 

"I- Nothing. It's, oh, that feels good," Frances breathed when Nell
scraped her nails along her torso. Nell's ministrations, combined with 
the alcohol that they had been drinking, made her head spin. Then she 
squeezed her eyes shut and tried to clear her head of treacherous wisps 
of desire. "No, wait, we can't do this. Nell?" 

Nell pushed herself up from the mattress and rested her chin in her
palm. "Why not?" she asked with a pout. Her fingers were still circling 
Frances' stomach, hoping to coax her back into the loving mood. 

"Because... it doesn't feel right anymore...." Frances said softly. She
leaned forward to plant a chaste kiss on Nell's face. "I think our time 
has passed," she said regretfully. "And we can't keep picking up where 
we left off whenever we want. You know I love you, right?" 

A month before Frances returned from Vietnam, Nell had called it quits
with Gerard, who she had been seeing for a while. Frances' unexpected 
return had given Nell the familiar shoulder to lean on. They had been 
lovers, and then best friends with occasional benefits when neither of 
them were with anyone special, so falling back into old habits hadn't 
been too difficult. 

Nell narrowed her eyes but respected Frances' wishes. She pulled Frances
close, however, and rested her forehead in the crook of Frances' neck. 
"But I'm horny...." 

Frances chuckled as she relaxed in Nell's embrace. "I know, hon, we'll
just have to find someone for you. What about that woman the other 
night at the Courthouse? She seemed pretty keen to hang out," Frances 
suggested, her fingers playing idly with Nell's hair. 

Nell pulled her head back to roll her eyes at her friend. "She was
interested in you, not me!" 

"She said she would love to hang out with us," Frances reminded Nell. 

"Before handing you her number," Nell retorted. 

"Huh. Well then maybe I should give her a call," Frances said, her eyes
dancing. She broke out into a laugh when Nell flashed her an indignant 
look. "Okay, okay, I won't! Christ! Heaven forbid if I chose anyone 
over you, Missy!" 

"I need a smoke! If you can't satiate my beast, then I need nicotine!"
Nell said as she scrambled off Frances' bed. "You coming?" 

Frances smirked at Nell and crawled off the bed to follow her friend out
of her room. "Not in the way I'd like to, but yes," she said under her 
breath, her lips twitching. 

It wasn't that she didn't find Nell attractive anymore but her heart
just wasn't into it. Like she told Nell, perhaps their time was truly 
over. She loved Nell and she loved their closeness but falling back 
into a sexual relationship with Nell would mess with her head again and 
she could do without that. What she needed right now was for everything 
to be uncomplicated. 

"Hey," she said softly as she approached Nell, who looked so small
sitting there on the grass beside the hammock. "You forgot your wine." 
Frances set down their bottle of wine and glasses and ruffled Nell's 
hair before dropping herself down next to her. They were facing 


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