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Brinley quickly sat up. At least, as quickly as she could with being so wobbly and not in the slightest bit recovered from the greatest dry hump of her life. Words I never thought I’d utter. “It’s okay. What’s wrong? Did you—?”
She didn’t have to finish her question because Annalise answered with a slow, hesitant nod. “I’m… God, I’m so embarrassed.” She put her red face into her hands and shook her head. “My boyfriend broke up with me over four months ago and it had been at least three months at that point since we had sex. I guess being with another person… well, it just…”
“Listen, I get it.” Brinley stood from the couch and took one of Annalise’s hands in her own. “You don’t have to explain to me. It’s fine. Actually, it’s more than fine. It’s incredibly sexy, and I’m flattered to be the person to bring that out after all this time.”
Annalise moved her hands from her face but kept one closed as she chewed on one of her nails. “Honestly, you’re the first person to bring it out in over a year. I’ve had orgasms. I just… they were my doing.”
Brinley looked from Annalise to the couch. “All the more reason to get back to what we were doing, right? It looks like we’ve got some lost time to make up for.” And I’m so incredibly horny, I might literally explode.
“I think this might have actually been enough for one night. I should probably just go. I’m sorry.”
“No need to apologize.” Brinley hoped the wide grin on her face was enough to mask her disappointment. “This is all about you and your pace. That’s why we’re doing it, remember?”
“Yeah, thanks.” Annalise’s eyes darted all around Brinley’s apartment, looking at absolutely everything, except for her.
She continued to do this as she put on her shoes and laced them up. When she walked to the door and reached for the handle, Brinley thought she might leave without another word. If that was the case, she was pretty sure she’d never see Annalise Finch ever again. She had no idea why that fact felt like a shot right to her heart, but it did.
With her hand on the doorknob, Annalise turned around and finally smiled at Brinley. “Text me and let me know the next time you’re free, okay? I wanna work my way up to being comfortable with lesson six as quickly as possible.”
Without another word, she was out the door, and Brinley was left standing with her whole body tingling. She needed release. Now. She thought about calling or texting one of the many numbers in her phone. Working at a bar, she got numbers all the time, and most of the women were always up for a good time. She didn’t want to be looking into another woman’s eyes though. With how tonight had gone, she only wanted to see one woman when she came and it was the woman who had just walked out her door.
She practically ran back to her bedroom and threw off her clothes before jumping into bed. She brought her comforter over her then ran a hand down her body, imagining that it belonged to Annalise. She pictured touching Annalise this way at the same time she pictured being touched by Annalise this way. She was playing both parts and it was working. By the time her hand reached its destination, she was soaking wet.
She ran her fingers through her folds, but they weren’t her own. Annalise’s fingers. Annalise’s center. Annalise’s sexy face and those stunning eyes. Annalise’s thumb rubbing against her clit. Her thumb on Annalise’s clit. Her fingers pushing deep inside Annalise. Riding Annalise’s fingers as she moved them in and out, adding another with each push. Each thrust. Shit. Brinley saw stars behind her eyelids before her whole body went taut. She could barely breathe as she struggled to come down from that high, her chest moving up and down so rapidly, it looked like her heart was going to break through her skin.
She laughed out loud into her otherwise silent room as millions of thoughts swirled through her head.
This woman might be the literal death of me… and I love it.
Ch apter 5
Annalise
One month. One whole month of weekly lessons with Brinley, and Annalise was feeling better than ever. They still hadn’t gotten to the point of taking their clothes off, because it scared Annalise. Except, it didn’t scare her because she was hesitant. What scared her was how much she wanted to. She’s wanted it for a long time, but what did that say about her? What did it mean? Nope. Stop. She wasn’t going to overthink this. She had spent her whole life in a constant state of overthinking, and she refused to do it in this situation.
What she was going to do was tell Brinley she was finally ready for her next lesson. They had already gotten so comfortable around each other, she normally didn’t think about what she was wearing too much. Last week, after an especially long day of work, she even went to Brinley’s in a pair of sweatpants. If the way Brinley looked at her when she ran her hands up and down said sweatpants was any indication, she didn’t seem to mind.
Tonight was different though. Tonight things were getting serious. Well, as serious as they could in a no-strings-attached hookup with someone of the gender she wasn’t attracted to. At least, the gender she always thought she wasn’t attracted to. The lines were starting to get very blurry. No overthinking. As Annalise searched through her closet, nothing seemed good enough.
She turned away from the closet and groaned as she picked up her phone. She couldn’t believe she was about to do this. After just two rings, Nathalie picked up. “What’s up, babe?”
“I can’t figure out what outfit to wear for…” She paused. Was she really about to say this? Nathalie would love it way too much. She’d never live it down. Desperate times though. “For my first time being naked with another woman.”
“I’m pretty sure we’ve been naked around each other before. You’ve gotten changed in front of me like a million times.”
Annalise rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean.”
“I do, which is why I already have an outfit picked out for this very occasion. Hang tight. I’ll be over in no time.”
Before Annalise could even respond, Nathalie had hung up the phone, and just a few minutes later, there was a knock on her apartment door.
“Let me in, bitch, we’ve got work to do,” Nathalie shouted from the other side.
Annalise was already regretting her decision and regretted it even more when she opened the door to find Nathalie holding a short black leather miniskirt and a white tank top. “I really hope you don’t expect me to wear that.”
Nathalie stared down at the clothes in her hands with a sparkle of pride shining in her eyes. “Why not? It’s hot.”
“Well, first of all, that skirt is barely going to cover my ass.”
