The Object of All Her Desires – Part 6

🍑💦 This story is part of Tagg After Dark, an erotica collection exclusively for readers 18+. 🍑💦

You’re reading part 6 of “The Object of All Her Desires,” a Bridgerton-inspired sapphic love story. Catch up before you continue:

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5

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It had been about a week since Kendra and Florence had seen each other, and Florence was restless. She now knew with absolute certainty that marriage to a gentleman was out of the question. She would never feel any sort of satisfaction with a man—inside or outside of the bedroom. 

Fortunately, she had received an invitation from Kendra to go horseback riding. When Florence arrived with her escort, she saw Kendra standing by a beautiful steed. Kendra looked up and smiled as she made her way over to Florence. They curtsied and greeted each other with the formality of two people who barely knew each other.

“Good day, Miss Florence,” Kendra said enthusiastically.

“And to you, Kendra,” Florence cooed. She had to admit, there was something very sexy about their little secret. 

Florence’s escort agreed to her request for a brief horse ride alone with Kendra around the grounds. The plan for their ride was to head onto the trail and make their way through the woods. They began to ride together, conversing casually about the weather and how much they enjoyed the summer season. But all Florence could think about was how badly she wanted to slide her fingers inside of Kendra. Her cheeks blushed at the thought.

“What is it?” Kendra asked, biting her lip.

“Oh, nothing, just… thinking,” Florence said slyly.

“Well… what if we were to get lost?” Kendra whispered mischievously. “I know these woods better than anybody, and there’s an empty cottage deep within them.”

“Let’s go!” Florence whispered back. She followed Kendra’s lead as she directed her horse off the path. 

They began riding quickly through the wooded area, and just as Kendra had said, after some time, they came upon a deserted cottage. They got off of their horses, and Florence wasted no time, quickly pushing Kendra against the cottage wall. Florence started to kiss her vigorously. Their tongues intertwined, their lips like magnets. 

Suddenly, rain started to come down. They hardly noticed. Kendra pushed Florence off her, then threw her against the cottage and kissed her again. Kendra bit her neck, and Florence let out a moan as they became soaked from the rain. There was a boom of thunder.

“Let’s go inside!” Kendra yelled. They made their way inside the cottage, and Kendra locked the door.

“I’ve been coming here to read and be alone these past few months,” Kendra confessed. The cottage had one room, a fireplace in the center, and an old bed in the corner. It probably belonged to hunters at one time but had long since been abandoned.

“So we’re completely alone?” Florence said. She could hardly believe Kendra’s words. Florence was never alone, always accompanied by a chaperone or her mama.

“Completely,” Kendra said, moving closer. She kissed Florence a few times, wrapping her hands around Florence’s waist, then stepped away and began removing her dress. She pulled the red silk over her head slowly to reveal her wet cotton chemise. Her hard nipples stuck to the wet cloth. Kendra looked into Florence’s eyes and bit her lip. Florence felt her mouth go dry. This was heaven.

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Ready for more? Read part 7 to see what happens next.