“When I… when I realized that I was in love with you,” Abigail whispered, trying to show Jessica what she meant in a way that she could relate to, “I wanted all of you. I wanted to… to touch, to feel, to love, to consume, to be a part of everything that you are. But there was a part of you that I left untouched, because I hadn’t known it was there. But when I did… I realized that I didn’t want you. I needed you.”
The strength inside of Jessica had waned, her control willingly being given to the one person she never before trusted it with. It was a desire that could not be ignored.
“I want to be yours, Abigail.”
Fingernails scraped the back of Abigail’s neck as Jessica pulled herself closer, her lips a fraction from their destination as her pleading words sought to fill the last bit of hollowness inside of Abigail.
“Take me. Own me,” Jessica begged, as though she felt she couldn’t bear the thought of anything but. “Fuck me into obliteration.”
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