Page 76 of Voyeur

Honor nodded and said, “Come up here, though.”

“You don’t want me down here? I like it down here.” She licked up Honor’s sensitive clit. “God, I’ve never tasted a woman so sweet, Honor.”

“Up here,” Honor said softly. “Please.”

Silver stopped licking and moved up her body. Honor took Silver’s hand and pushed it between them.

“Together,” she said and let go of Silver’s hand.

She moved her own to Silver’s center and waited. Silver moved until her center was over Honor’s thigh, and Honor entered her. Silver moved into her then and lowered herself on top of Honor to kiss her.

“I like together with you,” she said.

Minutes later, they lay in a bed that didn’t belong to either of them, staring up at the high ceiling. Silver reached for and took Honor’s hand. When she entwined their fingers, Honor swallowed because this wasn’t why she’d come here tonight. She’d come to talk to Silver after her date with Christina. She’d come to hear Silver out because she owed that to her after all the times she’d run out on her. She’d thought they’d talk about what Silver wanted, and Honor would tell her that Christina had asked her out again and that she’d wanted to kiss Honor goodnight at Honor’s car, but Honor had given her the dreaded goodnight cheek kiss and had delayed her answer about another date because she’d needed to talk to Silver first.

She’d thought that if they ended up having sex, it would be in Silver’s office. It would be fast and hot and hard, and Honor would have confirmed that she couldn’t have everything she wanted with Silver Kincade. This was different, though. This was Silver giving Honor something she needed just as much as the sex they’d had in Silver’s office, and Honor hadn’t expected that at all.

“I used to stare up at my bedroom ceiling like this when I was a kid,” Silver shared.

Honor turned her head to Silver.

“My parents died when I was little. I don’t think I’ve told you that.”

“No, you haven’t,” Honor spoke, rolling on her side to face her, releasing Silver’s hand to move into her body instead. “What happened?”

“They went hiking. They were big into the outdoors. They were in this slot canyon, and there was a flash flood. They happen, and usually, you can get out in time, but the storm was a freak one; dropped inches of rain in minutes. The canyon flooded, and there was just nowhere for them to go.”

“My God, Silver,” she said and pressed her face against Silver’s breast.

“I was only three, which is why I wasn’t with them. I was raised by my grandparents; my mom’s parents. My siblings were older than me, but still too young to take care of a three-year-old, so I was raised by my grandparents instead. They were kind of hippies, and I spent the first twelve years of my life on a commune.”

“A commune?”

“Yeah. We grew our own food and played music around the fire. Think cult, without the religious overtones and an egomaniac in charge. It was normal for me. Everyone was nice. There were kids to play with, and I was homeschooled. Then, we moved into a house off the commune. My grandparents thought that maybe I should be in regular high school like other kids in order to get me socialized. They’d done the same with my mother at that age. Anyway, I didn’t like it at first, being off the commune. For about two years, I was the weird new girl who had no friends at school. I’d stare up at the ceiling in my new bedroom and think about the commune and my friends there or try to remember my parents. I only had photos and a few videos of them. Phones weren’t big on the commune, so my grandparents didn’t have much to show me then. I had mostly pictures, and they weren’t big on video when Mom moved out on her own, I guess. I’d lie in bed and try to remember their voices, and I’d think about what I’d be doing if they were still alive.”

“I’m sorry you had to go through that,” Honor said as she laid her arm over Silver’s stomach and felt Silver’s arm around her shoulder pulling her in closer.

“My grandparents raised me to do whatever I wanted, really; live in the moment. I somehow avoided the Catholic guilt that turned my brother into a priest. It’s probably the main reason I turned out this way.”

“What way is that?”

“Loving sex so much.” Silver chuckled. “Doing it whenever I want because I can.”

“That’s how you see it?” Honor looked at her.

“Isn’t that how you see it? It’s why you can’t picture being with me outside of having a hot fuck whenever you crave it.”

“I never said that,” Honor countered. “What I said was that I hadn’t pictured my first time with a woman being with someone like you.”

“Someone who fucks whenever they feel like it?”

“No, Silver.” Honor shifted until she was straddling Silver’s hips. “Someone who goes after what she wants when she wants it. Someone who is unashamed. Someone who isn’t embarrassed or worried about what people think about them when it comes to anything. I’m not just talking about sex. You’ve only known me for a week, and you’ve only seen me here and at your place, but I’m not like this. I wear business suits to work when I don’t have to because my mom taught me how to dress appropriately. I don’t tell anyone my deepest, darkest secrets because I don’t have any. Well, maybe now I do. I’ve never had satisfying sex in any way before you, meaning no one before you has ever made me come, and I was prepared for that to be my life.”

“The doldrums?” Silver asked as she ran her hands up and down Honor’s thighs.

“I thought that was supposed to be my life. I would lie there, and when a boyfriend, fiancé, or husband would want sex, I’d let him have it, even if I didn’t want it. He’d do whatever and roll off me. I’d go to sleep and wonder why I didn’t have the courage to come out.”

“But you did have the courage.”

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