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She dipped down, her lips colliding with Jade’s. Skin against skin, bodies pressed together, their tongues intertwined, their hands and fingers grasping, roaming, exploring. And as the pleasure inside them built and built, Simone’s movements became more fevered, more frantic.

“Yes. Yes…” Simone’s lips traveled up the side of Jade’s neck to speak into her ear. “Come with me.”

At her Mistress’s command, Jade’s body obeyed. She cried out, ecstasy surging through her. At the same time, Simone stiffened on top of her, her body quaking. Grinding andthrusting, kissing and caressing, they rode a wave of pleasure that carried them into the sweetest oblivion.

And even as they fell back down to earth, Jade remained floating in a sea of bliss, safe in Simone’s embrace. Simone, her Mistress. Simone, her lifeline. Simone, her everything.

This was the freedom granted by surrender, this euphoria, this release she shared with Simone. And despite it all, she found herself wanting more than this.

Despite it all, she found herself wanting to give Simone not just her body, but her heart.

CHAPTER 20

Jade burrowed deeper into the covers, her eyes closed, her head resting on Simone’s shoulder. Simone lay in silence, feeling the gentle rise and fall of Jade’s chest against her own, the tickle of her hair against her neck, the only sounds the whisper of Jade’s breath and the distant noises of the city at night.

Hercity, which stretched out beyond the penthouse windows, a sea of twinkling stars. And as of tonight, the most precious star in the city, The Ashton Star, was all but hers. Everything she’d worked for, everything she’d spent her career striving for, was within her grasp.

But it paled in comparison to the woman she held in her arms.

Jade stirred, her eyes fluttering open.

“You’ve come back to me,” Simone said.

Jade gave her a lazy smile. “That was amazing. Ifeelamazing.”

“You won’t feel amazing tomorrow morning if I don’t get you something to drink. Sub drop can be worse than a hangover.”

Jade traced a finger up Simone’s arm. “Can’t we lie here just a little longer?”

“All right,” Simone said. “A little longer.”

Jade let out a satisfied sigh, snuggling into Simone’s body once again. “This was the best night I’ve had in a long time. Maybe even the best night of my life. I was so nervous about tonight. I’ve said it before, but I don’t have a lot of experience with this kind of thing. I’ve only ever been with one other person and that… ended badly.”

Jade trailed off, her eyes drifting to the window beside the bed.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’ve never really had the chance to explore my sexuality. I was a bit of a late bloomer. I was never interested in guys, but I didn’t even figure out I was gay until grad school. I never had much of a social life, let alone a romantic life or a sex life. I’ve just always been so focused on other things. Getting into college. Leaving my hometown. Grad school. That meant I missed out on a lot of the things you’re supposed to do when you’re young. And there have been so many moments where I’ve wondered if all the sacrifices I made were worth it.” She looked up at Simone, her eyes shimmering. “But right here? Right now? For the first time, it all feels worth it.”

Simone drew a hand down Jade’s arm. “You know, I see so much of myself in you. I grew up here in LA, but I had a rough childhood. My family didn’t have much, and after my parents got divorced, things became even more difficult. My father refused to pay child support, and my mother struggled to put food on the table, struggled to keep a roof over our heads. It was hard. So I made it my goal to escape that life, pouring everything into my studies, and eventually my career.”

“I didn’t know that about you,” Jade said. “When I applied for this job, I read every interview you’ve ever done. You never spoke about your upbringing in any of them.”

Simone stretched out on her back, staring up at the ceiling. “It can be difficult to talk about. A lot of it wasn’t pretty. Myparents’ divorce was messy, to say the least. I became nothing but a pawn for them to use against each other. Half of my childhood was spent being pulled between them, ripped from one home to another, with no sense of security.”

“That sounds awful.”

“You don’t know the half of it. A year or so after the divorce, my mother picked me up from school and told me we were going on a vacation. That ‘vacation’ involved us hiding out in a hotel room on the other side of the country. After three weeks, the police came knocking at the door. They arrested my mother, dragged me into a police car, and told me I’d been kidnapped. I would have been nine or so, far too young to understand what was going on. Being thrown in the back of a police car in the middle of the night was much more traumatizing than my mother taking me away was.”

“I’m so sorry you went through that,” Jade said. “Why did your mom do it?”

“As far as I’ve ever been able to tell, it was simply out of spite. She hated my father, and he gave her plenty of reasons to. The entire time they were together, he was cheating on her with half a dozen other women. And when she found out, it broke her.”

Her mother was never the same after that. And after the divorce, she’d turned to alcohol. Every night, she’d get drunk and rant and rave to Simone about her cheating bastard of a father.

Don’t ever get married,she would say.Don’t ever rely on any man.

Love is bullshit. It makes you weak. You need to be strong, baby.

You can’t trust anyone. They’ll just betray you in the end.

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