Page 64 of A Little Light

Rachel pulled back, a brow quirked. “You want me to stay?”

The ache between Andi’s legs confirmed exactly that. As she kept a slow rhythm between Rachel’s gorgeous, smooth thighs, she nodded, her eyes closed. “Yes. Please.”

Rachel simply agreed with a nod, guided back and up against the wall by Andi. She felt Rachel tremble, her breath quickening with every roll of her fingertips. “Andi, please.”

But Andi could only smirk against Rachel’s lips while removing the lace barrier keeping her from what she so desperately wanted. As Rachel stepped out of her underwear, her palms pressed to the wall, Andi lowered herself and pushed Rachel’s dress up her stomach. Her tongue slowly—teasingly—traced a line up one thigh, then lavished the other.

“Fuck. Andi.”

Andi looked up at Rachel, separating slick folds and taking her clit between her lips. “Mm.”

“O-oh.” Rachel’s hand found the back of Andi’s head, urging her for more. “Yes. J-just like that.”

Andi sucked a little harder, dragging her nails down the back of Rachel’s thigh. Rachel quivered, her moans grew louder, and all sense of where Andi was slowly drifted away. She drew back, sunk two fingers inside Rachel, and then watched with delight as her mouth fell open. “You’re close.”

“S-so fucking close.” Rachel panted, her hand clawing at the wall beside her. Andi rolled her tongue around Rachel’s clit, savouring the very taste of this woman, and sunk a little deeper. “Y-yes!” Rachel’s legs shook, bending more as she neared the edge, and then her orgasm roared through her, Andi’s name erupting from her mouth. “F-fuck, oh God. Y-yes.” Andi slowed, her bottom lip between her teeth as she flicked her thumb over Rachel’s clit. Sensitive and so wet. “Andi, I-I.”

Andi got to her feet, her fingers still working Rachel’s clit, and leaned into a kiss. God, she could really get used to this kind of sex again. New, fun, exciting. “You…should surprise me more often.”

Rachel’s chest heaved, but that gorgeous smile was present. “You think you’re the one who got the surprise?”

“Maybe we both did.”

With her hand placed on Andi’s chest, Rachel looked her in the eye and said, “Thank you for trusting me tonight.”

“Without trust, this is a waste of time, Rachel.” She allowed Rachel’s dress to fall back into place and took her hand. “Come on. I’d like you naked on my bed.”

Chapter 20

“Andi, we really don’t have to do this. I understand that people don’t agree with what I do, and it’s okay. You don’t need to stress yourself out about it.”

Andi stopped outside the coffee shop. Sally had ‘demanded’ she meet up with her, so here she was, ready to put an end to anything Sally thought of Rachel. Best friend or not, she wouldn’t have anyone making Rachel feel uncomfortable. “Hey, I’m not stressing.” She reached out a hand and brushed Rachel’s blonde hair from her face. “Nobody is stressing. I’d just like to make sure that Sally understands her role here.”

Rachel frowned. “And what is her role?”

“To be the friend she has been to me all these years…while keeping her opinions to herself.”

“Babe.”

Andi smiled at that. She always would. “Listen to me. I won’t have anyone making you feel anything other than good. Not a stranger and not my friends. I’m the one who has the pleasure of being with you, not anybody else.”

Rachel nodded as Andi took her hand and strolled through the entrance to the coffee shop. “Maybe I could get the coffee?”

“Perfect.” Andi scanned the room, her eyes landing on a very wary Sally. She hadn’t told Sally she would be bringing Rachel with her. “Looks like Sally already has coffee, so just get ours.” She leaned in and kissed Rachel’s cheek, smiling as she lingered around her ear. “In case I forgot to tell you, you look beautiful today.”

“Stop it. I don’t need to blush in the middle of a coffee shop.”

“Ah. Yes. You have a reputation to protect.” Andi winked and moved towards Sally. She sat down and cleared her throat, forcing a smile. “Rachel will be over now. She’s just getting us coffee. Would you like a fresh one?”

Sally frowned, switching from Andi to Rachel. “No, thanks.”

Andi sat forward and lowered her voice. “I don’t know why you feel the way you do, but whatever you saw yesterday is not what was happening.”

“What I saw makes no difference.” Sally grit her teeth. “You’re dating a sex worker, Andi!”

Before Andi could respond, Rachel lowered one cup of coffee to the table. She didn’t sit beside Andi—she didn’t sit anywhere. She just stared down at the table.

“Hey, come here.” Andi patted the couch beside her.

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