Page 33 of The Holiday

"Are you sure?" Eve asked.

Natasha nodded, her voice low. "Yes."

With that, Eve pressed her lips against Natasha's.

She gasped softly at the touch, savoring the feeling of Eve's mouth on her own. The other woman's hand moved from her cheek to the back of her head, fingers running through Natasha's hair as she deepened the kiss. A surge of heat hit her everywhere. A pleasant tingle ran down her spine as Eve's tongue brushed against her bottom lip. Natasha parted her mouth and whimpered as it slid inside.

Eve pushed Natasha down onto the cushions, enveloping her.

Natasha wrapped her arms around Eve's shoulders and pulled her closer. Their bodies pressed together as Eve's hips rocked against Natasha's, sending another jolt of sudden excitement through her.Well, well.Perhaps Natasha had been ready for this after all. An attraction to Eve had been there, of course, but she wasn’t sure she could give the heiress what she desired in the bedroom, let alone with any intense frequency. Eve seemed the type to pursue at least a weekly thrill if not more. Would she be happy with Natasha? Would she be satisfied?

Would Natasha?

Why am I wondering this while she’s kissing me?Now was not the time to worry about the future! Now was the time to indulge in a sudden surge of arousal that Natasha hadn’t felt in a year!

No, no. They had to sort this out now. Before Natasha lost her mind and went back on her boundaries. And whose detriment would that be to? Her own!

“I’m sorry.” Eve backed off when Natasha showed the first sign of interruptive resistance. “I got too into it. Sorry.”

That was the last thing she should be apologizing for, but that was neither here nor there when Natasha said, “I think I want to sleep with you tonight.”

“Oh, youthink?”

“I only have one condition.”

Eve quietly anticipated what Natasha had to say.

“If we sleep together tonight, we’re dating. We’re giving it a real go. Maybe it won’t pan out, maybe we want different things from life, but… you know…” She blushed. “You have to be serious about it. And patient. You might find I am not always this into it. And that what I want in bed can suddenly change.”

“I like an adventure.”

“Promise.”

Eve loomed over her, digging her elbow into a thick pillow as they came close to kissing again. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re already my girlfriend. We’re sealing the deal Evelyn Warner style.”

Natasha whimpered again.God damn she’s hot.It had been too damn long since Natasha remembered what it was like towantto have sex. Not just to make her partner happy. Not just because it was what she should do. And not just because society had drilled into her that her only use was the sexuality she brought to the table. She wasn’t like Eve, who embraced who shewas and shared it with the world. But maybe Natasha wouldn’t mind partaking in what Eve served. At least for tonight.

“I thought you said you didn’t want to be called Evelyn.”

“See, it’s fine if I call myself Evelyn. You shouldn’t call me that, though. Especially not in bed. Please don’t make me think of my mother being mad at me when I’m in bed.”

“This isn’t a bed, though.”

“Okay, but like, it’s a bedroom! And I’m thinking I might get to see you naked in a few minutes!”

“Would you like that?” Natasha giggled. “You still have yet to grope me.”

“Darling…” Eve snorted into the modicum of air between her and Natasha. “I’ve been dying to see you naked formonths.It will be the highlight of my year, I guarantee it.”

Natasha pushed herself up far enough to tug her pullover halfway up her torso. Eve’s eyes didn’t miss a second of it.

"You are eager, aren't you?"

Natasha smiled, her cheeks flushed with excitement as Eve's hand moved lower, sliding under her shirt and tracing slow circles on her stomach.

"It's been a while," Natasha said as Eve's hand moved up to cup her breast. "I mean, I think I remember how to do this."

Eve laughed softly, leaning down to kiss her again. She squeezed Natasha through her bra, gently stroking her nipple with her thumb until it was hard and sensitive. Natasha moaned against Eve's lips, her own hands roaming up and down her back, feeling the softness of her skin.

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