Holly wasn't entirely sure how she got to where she was, pushed up against a cold door to an apartment building she was almost sure the woman kissing her neck lived. But she knew she had to stop it. Even if that was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do, because it wasn't right, the woman had her mixed up with her cousin Grace.
"We-We need-" She was cut off with a low moan, the blonde nibbled at the juncture between her neck and collarbone. "We need t-to stop." She hushed out after catching her breath.
The shorter woman stopped immediately and backed off. Holly couldn't help but notice how dark her eye's were, how they hungrily looked her over but had concern hidden in there too.
Holly ran a hand through her hair in an effort to calm herself down, to collect her head and her ever growing need. "I'm sorry. I just can't let this go any further with you thinking I'm not who you think I am."
"What?" The woman was adorable when confused.
She averted her eyes, she couldn't look at the blonde and speak, it was too hard to concentrate. And she was embarrassed about what she was about to admit, she could already feel the heat of a blush creep up from her chest. "I'm not Grace, I'm her cousin, Holly."
It'd started earlier that night, stolen glances from across the dance floor. Holly had found herself transfixed on the blonde, everything from the way her hips swung to the music to the way her lips curled around the glass when she took a shot, Holly was hooked. She didn' even care when she was caught staring, which was a rare feat, the satisfied smirk on the woman's lips only spurred her on.
So when she went to go to the bathroom to freshen up, but was instead pinned against a wall, she was all too ready to give in. She was already on the edge, just waiting to be pushed over.
"You're such a tease, Grace." The blonde had hissed just before smashing their mouths together.
Holly reacted immediately, bringing her hands up to run her fingers through the soft curls of the shoulder length hair she'd been aching to touch all night, and let herself be lead by the gorgeous stranger. The stranger who called her by her cousin's name, the same cousin that had often been mistaken as her twin.
All thoughts of correcting the blonde ran out the door the second she bit on Holly's bottom lip and pressed her leg in between Holly's, holding her up onto her tip toes. She let out a gasp at the sudden pressure, her nails digging into the back of the woman's neck, making her shudder in response. Holly moved back in with a heavier kiss then the last, this one filled with pure need and desire, all tongue and teeth. The blonde scraped her nails down Holly's sides, only stopping when she reached bare skin from where Holly's top had bunched up, then she ever to lightly skimmed over her abdomen. Holly shuddered, a shiver ran down her back, making her grind down on the thigh between her own. She moaned as her jeans rubbed just in the right spot. She was close, she could feel it stirring in her lower abdomen, feel it in her tingling veins.
The blonde moved on to kiss her neck, her collarbone, her hands still drawing delicious patterns into her skin. If Holly had thought she was intoxicating before she was wrong, so very wrong. Another moan escaped her lips, ripping out of the back of her throat and she could feel the woman's smile against her hot skin.
"You're awfully noisy, maybe we should take this back to my place." She purred into Holly's ear, ending the suggestion with a nibble to her ear.
Holly hummed needily, and nodded more than necessary, making the blonde smile again. She like that, making her smile.
The walk to the blonde's apartment wouldn't have taken more than ten minutes had they not stopped countless times to needily make out and grind on one another. All the while in the back of Holly's mind she was yelling at herself about how wrong it all was, the woman thought she was Grace, it wasn't right to take advantage of their similarities.
"Is that all?" The blonde questioned, not even the slightest bit off put by Holly's confession.
"What?" It was her turn to be confused.
She smirked and stepped back into Holly's space. "I've known since I did this." She husked in Holly's ear just before pinning her against the door again and capturing her bottom lip between her teeth. She kissed Holly long a hard before moving back to where they left off.
"I saw your tattoo when your shirt rode up, and the whole night made sense." The blonde rasped, her hot breath ghosting on the wet kisses on Holly's neck. "I had never been so attracted to Grace, it confused me what had changed. That was until I had you up against a wall." she snuck her hand under Holly's bra and began rolling her hard nipple between her fingers. "I've always had a thing for the librarian type, Grace definitely doesn't fit that bill, but you, Holly." She groaned at the way Holly pulled her closer. "You are a woman out of a dream."
"We should really get upstairs." Holly was out of breath, her voice low and husked. "Now." She demanded more forcefully when the blonde didn't make a move.
Once inside, and in the woman's home, it hit her that still had yet to know the woman's name.
"What's your name again?" She mumbled into the soft skin of her jaw.
"Gail."
Holly hummed. "Nice to meet you, Gail."