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Shit. Breathe in. Breathe out. Taxes. Bills. Donald Trump.
When Brinley was finally able to get herself to pull away, she took a few deep breaths. She then closed her eyes because the way Annalise was looking at her was definitely not the look you would expect from a straight woman, and she knew if she kept staring back at her, there was no way she could keep control.
“You’re quite the overachiever.” Brinley forced out a laugh, which was hard with the way her body was fighting her to give in to every urge she was currently feeling. “You were definitely moving onto lessons four and five, and if you kept it up, I would have been tempted to dive into lesson six.”
“Oh.” Annalise moved her eyes down toward a spot beside them on the couch, and Brinley knew she was checking the syllabus. “ Oh! ” Annalise cleared her throat then promptly moved off Brinley’s lap. “You’re right. I was definitely getting carried away there. I also… don’t think I’m ready for lesson six.”
Lesson six… Receiving . While Brinley was very much looking forward to teaching that lesson, she completely understood why Annalise wasn’t ready. She might not be a virgin, but this was still a big deal, and Brinley was going to make sure to treat it that way. “Of course. That’s why there are five other lessons before that. Five lessons that we can spend as much time on as you want! Also, without even realizing it, you passed the consent lesson with flying colors.”
Annalise lifted an eyebrow. “Really? I don’t remember asking before I straddled your lap.”
And grinded up against me… Brinley squeezed her eyes shut. Sand in my bathing suit. “True, but we both know I obviously wanted that. I’ll just throw it out there right now that I never don’t want anything when it comes to you. But I’m talking about the fact that you are looking for consent from yourself as well. Being honest about what you’re comfortable with. That’s a great step.”
A sweet, subtle smile spread across Annalise’s face, making her appear so much more innocent than the woman from just a few minutes ago. “I never thought of it that way. That’s such a good point. You really are smart.”
“ Told ya . ” Brinley winked and this time Annalise definitely noticed, at least if her deep, shaky breath was any indication. Score.
“So…” Brinley slowly ran her fingers across the syllabus, touching it in the way she wished she could touch Annalise. “It looks like you passed lessons one through three with flying colors. Did you want to move on to lesson four?”
Annalise studied the syllabus once again then looked back at Brinley. “How about this… Let’s continue the kiss from earlier and this time if it progresses to over the clothes touching , we won’t stop?”
“What about dry humping? How do you feel about that?” Brinley had no idea how she got that sentence out without even cracking a smile. It was definitely a question she didn’t think she would ever ask someone after the age of fourteen.
Annalise cackled then threw her head back in laughter. “I still can’t believe you have dry humping as a lesson. I feel like I’m a teenager again.”
“Hey, don’t knock it until you try it… again.”
Before Brinley knew what was happening, Annalise was back to straddling her lap, her arms around Brinley’s back as she moved against her. “You’re just so surprising.”
“ I’m surprising? Says the straight woman who is grinding against me right now.”
“Is… is that okay?” Annalise asked, her unsure tone the complete opposite of her confident body.
“It’s more than okay. Like I said, you never have to ask with me. I want it all, like yesterday.”
“Then I guess you won’t mind if I do this.” Annalise bent down and placed kisses across Brinley’s neck. She stopped at a spot where Brinley’s pulse was erratic, and Brinley figured that must be the reason she stopped, until she licked the skin, then sucked it into her mouth.
“Are… are you sure you’re straight, because I—” Brinley moaned instead of finishing her sentence. She had no idea what she was planning to say anyway. At this point, any rational thoughts were out the window.
Which was exactly why she didn’t think it through when she pushed Annalise off her then lay down across the couch, pulling Annalise on top of her. Annalise let out an almost imperceptible gasp when their bodies met fully. “Is this okay?” Brinley asked as her hands traveled lower down Annalise’s back.
Annalise moved against her the same way she was on her lap.
Shit. Why does that feel so good?
“It’s more than okay as long as your hands go where I think they’re going.”
Brinley moved a hand to each of Annalise’s ass cheeks and squeezed, which only encouraged Annalise to move harder and faster up against her. Brinley honestly wasn’t sure who made the effort to move in, but soon their lips were on each other once again.
The mixture of hands, mouths, and tongues was too much, and Brinley was honestly afraid she might come just from this. How embarrassing would that be?
Annalise moaned into her mouth then pushed her body even harder into Brinley’s, as if she was searching for some type of release. A release that Brinley was about to reach very shortly if she didn’t get herself back in control. She had been with multiple women throughout the years. There was no way she was going to let herself come while fully clothed.
Puppy mills. Mustache bleach. Slushy snow.
Brinley was so busy trying to distract herself, she almost didn’t realize when Annalise shouted out as she did one last hard push and how her body vibrated as she gasped for air.
Annalise’s eyes went wide and she jumped from the couch, leaving Brinley to feel her absence all over her body, especially in a few very particular places. “I’m so sorry.”
