“Which way?”

“Scissor?”

“Sure.” Lila shifted so she was on top, sliding their bodies so they were lined up just right. “Ready?”

“Only if you are.” Heidi winked. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling. It was as if it was permanently plastered on her face.

Lila rocked hard. Heidi moved against her. It took a few seconds for them to get the right pattern and rhythm, but before she knew it, Heidi was a sweating pool of sensations again. She dug her nails into Lila’s legs as she held on, increasing the friction between them. Lila grunted, her hair falling to curtain her face. Heidi reached up to push it behind her shoulder so she could see everything happening. She wanted to know what it looked like for Lila to fall apart, to be the cause of that.

Lila’s pattern faltered. Heidi continued it, having a bit more to go to get where she wanted to be. Lila came first, but she didn’t stop even though her movements became clumsy and difficult. Heidi focused everything she had on her body, on her nerves, on what sensations she was feeling and what she wanted to feel. She was so lost in that moment that when she crested through a second orgasm, she fell into it freely. Lila continued to move, dragging out the pleasure even longer than Heidi had ever thought possible. It felt so damn good. She never wanted to give it up.

When Lila finally slowed down and stopped, Heidi grinned and turned so they were lying face-to-face on the mattress. She kissed Lila, still smiling when she pulled away. “You should have told me sooner it would be this good.”

“Didn’t think you didn’t know, honestly.”

“So good,” Heidi repeated. They fell into a comfortable silence, and Heidi knew she was going to have to leave soon. She didn’t want to stay overnight. She wanted to go home to Ann, snuggle with her, be with her, share with her all that she’d experienced, although, she was going to have to be careful with how she did that. Ann was so sensitive when it came to conversations about sex.

“What are you thinking?” Lila traced the curve of Heidi’s cheek.

“That I want to do this again. Soon.”

“Me too.” Lila pecked her lips.

“Perfect.” Relaxing, Heidi stared up at the ceiling. She really did have to get up and get dressed. As much as she wanted to snuggle and stay with Lila, explore more, she wasn’t willing to give up Ann for anything. That was one love she wanted to carry with her until one of them died, and probably even after that.

“Need to get home?” Lila asked, as though she could sense where Heidi’s thoughts had gone.

“Yes,” Heidi replied. “But right now, I don’t want to move.”

Lila laughed. “Oh, I understand that!”

“Still, I guess I should get moving.”

“I’ll watch you while you get dressed.”

“Voyeur!” Heidi tossed over her shoulder as she shifted off the bed.

“Always,” Lila teased.

* * *

Heidi collapsed onto the bed next to Ann as she flipped through the pages of a book. She peered over the edge of it to see what she was reading, smiling when she caught Char Dafoe’s name across the top edge of one page.

“Her new book?”

“Came in the mail a couple days ago,” Ann folded over the page and closed the book, plopping it on the nightstand. “How was your night?”

Heidi sighed and pulled the blankets over her legs so she could lie next to Ann, tucking her head on Ann’s shoulder and moving to clasp their hands together. “You know, it was pretty good. Unexpectedly.”

“I’m glad.” Ann tone was terse.

Heidi couldn’t quite figure out why, but Ann had been short with her lately in just about every way. Kissing Ann’s cheek, Heidi settled in. As long as Ann would let her hold her, she would stay right where she was.

“I’m working really hard at sharing with you what I’m feeling.” Heidi kept her tone light, but she focused everything in her on Ann’s reaction. Sure enough, she tensed. “I want you to know that. I’m trying to make these changes.”

“I know. It’s just…fifteen years is a long time to have you one way and then have you change to something new, you know?”

“I know.” Heidi played idly with Ann’s fingers. “But I’m doing this for us, so maybe we can get over some of our crap.”


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