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“You did?”
“Oh, yeah. You were my default fantasy. I should say that differently: you still are.”
“I am? Really?”
“You’ve done all sorts of things to me in my dreams, Chandler Wolfe.” Belle pushed hair behind Chandler’s ear.
“For me, too,” she replied. “In my mind, you were my first. You might have been my only. Is that silly? We were kids.”
“Does it feel silly now?”
Chandler shook her head.
“Then, no; it’s not silly.”
“I want some of the things I pictured.” Chandler lowered one of her hands to the buttons on Belle’s shirt and undid one after the other until she had the shirt splayed open, revealing a gray sports bra underneath. “Can I have them?”
She could see Belle’s heavy breathing as her chest rose and fell. She could also see the flush creeping up from between her breasts to her neck and up to her cheeks.
“What do you want?”
Chandler looked down and used her fingers to unbutton Belle’s jeans before she unzipped them.
“This,” she said and dragged her finger from Belle’s belly button down over her gray underwear and back up past that belly button to between Belle’s breasts. “All of you.”
“Bedroom?”
Chandler nodded. Belle took her by the hand and walked them toward her small bedroom. The bed was still unmade from them waking up together, which made Chandler smile. Belle turned to stand in front of her, and Chandler removed the shirt that had been hanging open, leaving Belle in her bra and jeans. Chandler had worn a dress, which meant that when Belle reached for the side zipper and pulled it down, the fabric opened and made it easy for Chandler to shift her shoulders until the straps were off. Belle licked her lips and lowered the dress for her a little until it fell to the floor. Chandler kicked off her short heels. Belle kicked off the tennis shoes and socks she’d worn for their date. They stared at each other then, probably wondering what to do from here.
“You’re gorgeous,” Belle said and moved into her. “God, Chandler.”
“Can you take your jeans off?” she asked.
“Oh, yeah.” Belle backed up and pulled them down, leaving them both in only their underwear. “I should have made the bed, huh?”
“Nope,” Chandler replied and sat on the end of it, pulling Belle in between her legs.
She kissed Belle’s stomach and ran her hands over her smooth skin. Belle gasped and wrapped her arms around Chandler, trying to keep her pressed in close.
“Lie back,” Belle told her.
Chandler looked up at her and watched as Belle pulled off her sports bra.
“Do I have to?” she asked, reaching for Belle’s small breasts.
Belle smiled down at her in response and reached around Chandler’s body, unclasping her bra. Chandler let it fall in front of her and continued to stare at Belle, who then removed it to the floor.
“Lie back, baby,” Belle requested.
And no term of endearment had ever sounded sweeter to Chandler, who did as she was told. Belle climbed on top of her, and they were kissing again. Chandler hadn’t kissed that many people in her life, but Belle was by far the best. Her lips were soft and seemed to know just when and how to move with Chandler’s own. Chandler spread her legs, allowing Belle to settle between them.
“God, so beautiful,” Belle said against Chandler’s neck, and her hips started to move.
“You know what?”
“What?” Belle asked.
“I bet we’ll be a lot better at this now than we would have been had we done it at, like, fifteen or something.”
