Page 72 of Games We Play
“Of course.”
Leah chose her words carefully. “Do… do you think this relationship is going to go somewhere? I never expected you to ask me to be your girlfriend.” She glanced at the bracelet twinkling on her wrist.Wait until I show the girls… they’ll flip!Her own mother would probably stop her halfway across the living room and demand to know what it was about.My mother. The woman who has barely acknowledged me when I say I’m going out with someone every weekend.Ever since Leah came out as gay, her mother stopped caring about her daughter’s dating life. It was a relief to everyone that they didn’t have to worry about Leah getting into certain trouble.
Sloan drummed her fingers against the arm of the couch. “Let’s take things one step at a time. This is a first for the both of us, in a lot of ways.”
“Sorry.”
“Stop apologizing so much.” Sloan snaked her arm along the back of the couch.She’s so much more imposing without the wig!How? If anything, the blond wig had made her presence so well-known that Leah would have to stop breathing to make it go away. So why was Sloan’s fuzz-covered scalp more intimidating with this outfit? Was it because she was now focused on that sexy blouse? “You didn’t do anything wrong, so what do you have to apologize for? I’m not upset with you.” Sloan scoffed. “I’m upset with myself.”
“Why?”
She continued to scratch her ear as if it were the most vexing thing to besiege her attention. “You didn’t do anything wrong back at the restaurant. Once upon a time, I would’ve thought that was the hottest thing in the world.”
“What changed?” Could Leah do anything to make Sloan enjoy it again?
“I did. I realized there are some things that remind me too much of my past.” Sloan shrugged. “I should’ve said something, but I decided to push my boundaries with you. I figured it was only fair after I pushed your boundaries last time.”
“I see.” No, she didn’t. All she saw was the expectant look on Sloan’s face, and the way her lips came closer.She wants to kiss me. What’s keeping her from doing it?Maybe the scent of vanilla was now too strong in that small apartment. Those candles had only been burning for five minutes, and the place already smelled like Rose City Bakery. “Here I thought I was the only one with boundaries to push.”
“That’s not true. Everyone has boundaries.” Sloan lowered her arm again. Fingertips touched the back of Leah’s neck. “Maybe I’m too good at hiding mine from people.”
Leah lightly touched those fingers rubbing the back of her neck. “I would think you have to be closed-off in your line of work. You’ve said so yourself that it’s male-dominated.”
That faraway look made Leah wonder if her girlfriend were more than a million miles away now. Maybe a billion. Maybe a trillion and a half. “That doesn’t begin to cover it. Sometimes I feel like the only one with a brain. Probably because mine’s not in my dick.”
Leah glanced down into her girlfriend’s lap. “It’s not?”
“Have I called you cheeky recently?”
That warm tone was an invitation for Leah to wrap her arms around Sloan’s shoulders. It would be impossible tonotkiss now.
When they did get to it, Leah was already open to the idea of doing anything. She was refreshed from an afternoon at the spa, and full from one of the most delicious dinners she had ever consumed. Why wouldn’t she be ready to take whatever Sloan gave her?This is what it’s like to have a girlfriend. I have someone I can kiss. Someone I can fall in love with…
Leah faltered in the middle of their kiss. There was a thought she needed to contain for the time being.
Sloan took the interruption as an opportunity to suggest, “Why don’t we try again?”
“Try what again?”
Leah’s girlfriend guided her hand to the hardness between her legs. “I think being in a restaurant earlier didn’t help us any. It’s much more comfortable in here.”
“You’re sure?”
“As long as you’re into it, so am I.”
Leah grabbed Sloan by the blouse and pulled her forward for another kiss. “Let’s see where the night takes us.”
As it so happened, it took them wherever it pleased.
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This is what I’m talking about.Leah thought fooling around in the restaurant would be fun? This was ten times better – because there was nothing like finding new and invigorating ways to please her partner.
It helped that having Sloan sinking into the corner of the couch afforded new opportunities for her pleasure. Leah also didn’t have the restriction to touch not an inch of skin or a hair on Sloan’s body. She was invited to touch as much as she wanted. While her hands meandered beneath her lover’s camisole and her eyes absorbed the effects of their lovemaking, Leah resumed her self-indulgent fantasy.
Don’t tell me she gets this every week, no matter who she pays.Sloan wasn’t paying anyone right now, if Leah were to believe that they were exclusive.Don’t tell me she ever thought to touch the woman doing this to her.
Sloan had no idea she was doing it, huh? Her hand had a life of its own as it slipped beneath Leah’s skirt and touched whatever it pleased. What a surprise! It ended up in Leah’s pussy, a sweet dalliance to encourage her to give her lover her all.
