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“Hey, babe? Do you think we have too much sex?”

Rebecca poked her head around the bathroom door with a bemused look. Her body ached in all the right places from the sex she and her wife Cassidy just had.

“Excuse me?”

Cass held up her Kindle. “I was reading some reviews on that book from Joslyn Cohan. You know, the one that reminds me of us.” Cass gave Rebecca a cheeky grin. “Anyway, there’s a review here that says there’s too much sex. I didn’t think that would be an issue. And, um, we have a ton of sex.”

Believe me, I know, Rebecca thought with a slight wince as she stretched her sore muscles. She couldn’t help but laugh at the confusion on Cassidy’s handsome face as she read more reviews. “Baby, why are you reading reviews?”

Cass glanced up and shrugged. “I dunno. I finished the book, and it took me here. I saw a one-star and was curious. Totally bogus review.” She tossed the Kindle aside and hopped off the bed. Her naked, tattooed body on full display as she sauntered toward Rebecca. “They wonder when they worked or, you know, had time to do anything else. We manage just fine. Besides, do people really want to read about characters’ bodily functions or boring day-to-day activities? I thought people read to get away from that stuff.”

Rebecca feathered her pink fingernails up Cassidy’s six-pack. “You’re really taking this personally.”

Cass shrugged again. “I connected with the androgynous character in that book. I guess it felt a little personal.” She wrapped her arms around Rebecca. God, she loved the feel of Rebecca’s body against hers. Where Cass’s lean, tatted body was hard and muscular from working out, Rebecca was toned and voluptuous with smooth skin, one tattoo, and the sexiest belly ring Cass had ever seen. Cass towered over Rebecca’s five-foot-two-inch frame, and in her mind — and heart — they were built perfectly for each other.

“You took it as a challenge, didn’t you?” Rebecca guessed, lowering her hands to Cassidy’s firm ass and squeezing.

“Maybe.” Cass dipped her head, kissing Rebecca’s full lips. “I have a mural to paint downtown, but I can spare a few minutes.”

Rebecca laughed. “A few minutes? Be still my beating heart.” She got on her tiptoes and kissed Cassidy again. “I have to take a shower. Your ‘few minutes’ will have to wait.”

“Nope.” Cass bent and grasped Rebecca around the back of her thighs, hoisting her up. She grinned when Rebecca automatically wrapped her legs around Cass’s waist. “I can do what I need to do in the shower.”

Rebecca frowned when Cassidy hesitated. “Did you change your mind?”

“No, I, uh, gotta pee.” Cass gently set Rebecca back on her feet. “You get the shower going while I do my bodily functions.”

Rebecca chuckled. “You’re so weird,” she teased as she walked to the shower, turning it on. Since Cassidy would be in there with her doing unimaginable things to her, Rebecca made it a bit cooler than usual.

“Yeah, but you love me,” Cass called from the water closet.

“Yes, I certainly do,” Rebecca muttered. She checked the temperature of the water, shivering slightly. Cassidy better do an excellent job at heating me up in here, she thought as she stepped in. She turned her face into the spray, allowing the pelting water to wash away the early morning brain fog.

If she didn’t have a meeting this morning, she would have stayed in bed with Cassidy all day. Their time together had dwindled between Cassidy’s work becoming more demanding and Rebecca being busier than ever with her consulting business. Yes, they had sex, made love, fucked — Mistress still dominated, but it was the little things Rebecca was beginning to miss. The lunches together or takeout on the couch while they watched cheesy TV shows were things Rebecca didn’t think she needed but was quickly learning she did.

“Hey,” Cass whispered in Rebecca’s ear. She felt Rebecca jump slightly and held her tighter. “You okay?”

Rebecca turned in Cassidy’s arms, wrapping her arms around Cassidy’s neck. “Yes.” She kissed Cassidy softly. “What time will you be home tonight?”

Cass heard the wistfulness in Rebecca’s voice. “I can be home early if you need me to be, babe. Do you have something planned?”

“No plans. I don’t want anything planned. I just want us to have a quiet night here at home. You,” Rebecca kissed a tattoo on Cassidy’s chest. “Me,” another kiss on another tattoo. “Takeout,” another kiss. “Movie,” kiss.

Cass closed her eyes, allowing her body to feel each kiss Rebecca gave her. But even the sensation didn’t detract from what Rebecca was saying. Cass knew they’d both been busy lately. After Eve Sumptor made Cass a featured artist at Sumptor Gallery, LA, Cass received more commissions than she could handle. She had to turn most of them down for lack of time, but the ones for hospitals or special events kept her busy now. Not to mention doing more canvas work for Eve. Was she neglecting Rebecca? Cass knew Rebecca had been busier than usual, too, but was that because Cass wasn’t around?

“Becca?” Cass lifted Rebecca’s chin with her fingertip. Rebecca’s eyes were shimmering, but not because of the shower. “Am I neglecting you, baby?”

“No, of course not.” Rebecca sighed. How could she feel neglected when they were constantly together? Rarely a day passed that they didn’t fall asleep or wake up together. And, of course, everything in between those moments. So why did Rebecca feel this way? “I just miss… us, I think. We’re too busy.”

We’re too busy, Cass thought with a bit of relief. Somehow, knowing it wasn’t just her made it easier. They could work together to figure out how to make things the way they used to be.

“I know I’ve been doing a lot of work….”

“Charity, baby. I love what you’re doing and why you’re doing it. You take the jobs that mean the most. I need you to understand that I’m not upset with you. I’m busy, too. One night, baby. Just one night where we can be lazy and snuggle. I think that’s what I need. A recharge.”

“We can totally do that. How about I pick up some food on my way home? No later than five, yeah? Then we can veg out in front of the TV. I think we have a few shows to catch up on.” Recharging for Rebecca meant Cass needed to keep it in her pants. As much as she loved making love to her wife, Cass loved just being with Rebecca more.

“Thank you, baby.”

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