“Oh?” I ran my hands up her sides before cupping her full breasts. “Was it women?” I knew it was, but I wanted to hear her say it.
“Hmm…maybe.”
“Thought so.” I pinched her nipples between my fingers, reveling in the way her breath hitched. “Have you and my husband ever messed around?”
“No, but there have been times I wished we had. I’ve never dated a guy though,” she confessed.
I liked that she could talk to me. Even when my hands were on her body, I enjoyed that she opened up and revealed more and more about her. I had known her for years but there were still things she kept to herself. Well, no more. I wanted them all. Her truths. Her desires. Her fantasies. I wanted everything.
“How many women have you dated?” I kissed her shoulder, gripping her breasts and pushed them together.
“A few. I’ve slept with guys and women but never had a serious relationship or anything. Not since…”
“Not since Emma,” I finished for her.
“Yeah,” Tiffany whispered.
I had heard about Tiffany’s ex in passing. I didn’t know much of their story, but I did know that Emma ripped her heart out.
“Jude is my only serious relationship.” I slid my hands from her breasts to her waist, hooking my fingers in the thin string of her thong and pushed the tiny fabric off of her ass. “I’ve never dated women. Messed around with them, yes, but that’s it.”
“I have to be honest with you,” Tiffany said, her voice turning husky. “I’ve always had a crush on you.”
I pushed my waist into her ass. “Likewise, baby girl.” I slipped my fingers between her legs, grazing them over her wet hot center. “I’ve wanted to fuck you so many times.” I licked along the shell of her ear. “But a part of me thought Jude would get upset. Until yesterday, I wasn’t sure how he would take it. We talked about it. We’ve talked about it so many times but talking and doing are two very different things.”
“I’m glad he’s fine with it.” Her head fell back, her arms trembling as my fingers rubbed at her core.
“Me too, Tiffany. I love you both but he’s my life.”
“I understand. I don’t want to come between you.”
“You just want to play,” I added for her.
She nodded. “I want to play. Hard.”
“Good.” I shoved three fingers inside of her. “So do I.”
***
(Tiffany)
I never thought this would happen. Sure, I fantasized about it quite often. Even went to bed and fell asleep with my fingers between my legs, because I couldn’t think about anything else but having Mia all over me. But I still never thought it would come to this.
At dinner last night, having her give me the most intense orgasm I had ever felt and then to watch Jude fuck her, was the hottest thing I had ever experienced.
Now with Mia’s fingers deep inside me, I couldn’t think about anything else but her.
Her hand slammed against my center, pumping hard and deep.
“You’re soaked, baby girl,” she purred, slipping a fourth finger into me.
I whimpered, my legs shaking at the fullness I was now feeling. “More, Mia. Please.”
A breathless laugh left her. “Stay here. Just like that.”
Before I could ask what she meant, she pulled her hand from between my legs. I whimpered at the loss.
“I got you, Tiffany. I’ll be back in a second.” She rushed off, leaving me aching for her. When she came back a minute later, I almost laughed at what she held in her hands. She waggled her eyebrows. “You wanted more.”