Page 110 of The Matchmaker's Choice: A Lesbian Romance
don’t look toned like that though.
“Yoga, Pilates, spin class. That’s pretty much it. I
usually go right after school for a class every other day and on
the weekend. It helps with stress.”
“It helps with everything.”
“Shut up,” she laughs. “You look amazing too.
Whatever you’re doing, you’re doing it right.”
“I…”
“I happen to be looking at you right now without a
shirt on, so I can be the judge of that, can’t I? I think you look
beautiful. And right now, I’m barely keeping myself from
tearing your pants off and doing all sorts of things to you.”
I’d really like to find out what all sorts of things are, so
I shut up and I don’t argue. Steph’s praise makes my head
spin, but it also makes the desire I feel that much harder to
bear.
I finally get her bra undone and work it free, then I do
/> one thing I imagined. I cup her breast in my hand and bend my
head down to taste her dark nipple. The bud is already hard
before I even put it in my mouth, but when I swirl my tongue
around it, Steph vibrates below me and lets out a gasp. I suckle
a little harder, rolling my tongue over the peak, scraping my
teeth very gently. When I pull away, I make sure that I exhale
and I watch in delight as Steph visibly shivers.
“Was it something like that? What you imagined?”
“Y-yes.”
“Were your pants off in this fantasy?”
“They were.”
I work at Steph’s pants with my hands while I place hot
kisses over her breasts. Steph whimpers and curses under her
