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“You’re totally thinking about her naked, aren’t you?” Nathalie asked.
Annalise’s grandma winked. “She definitely is.”
Annalise’s throat constricted to the point that she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Strangely enough, she hadn’t thought about that. She wasn’t a complete prude. She had enough experience to realize that sex normally involved getting naked. But, she had just gotten to that point with Brinley. The thought of seeing someone else naked almost felt wrong, like she was somehow cheating even though she and Brinley were the opposite of exclusive.
Annalise’s grandma patted her knee. “Don’t worry, dear. I’m sure she won’t realize one of your nipples is bigger than the other one.”
Annalise was about to open her mouth to argue that wasn’t true, except it was. How the hell did her grandma know that though?
The fucking diary.
As if she wasn’t already nervous enough, she could add her asymmetric nipples that she hadn’t let herself stress over since middle school to that list. Great. Just great.
***
“Make yourself at home,” Clarissa said as soon as Annalise walked into her house, which seemed unlikely since this large two-story house was completely different from Annalise’s 650-square-foot apartment.
Going to a complete stranger’s house probably wasn’t the smartest move Annalise had ever made, but at least it saved her the hassle of trying to successfully make it through awkward small talk. Plus, she had her location shared with Nathalie and had given her strict instructions to come find her if she didn’t text by midnight.
She looked at the large Victorian clock hanging on the wall. 9:00. Plenty of time before she turned into a pumpkin and had to call her bestie to reassure her she wasn’t dead. It was also plenty of time for her to be murdered, but she refused to think about that. Clarissa seemed nice, and the woman who opened the door matched the picture from the profile, so that was a good sign.
“Are you nervous? Do you need a drink?”
The sound of Clarissa’s voice caused Annalise to realize she was still standing in the doorway like a complete idiot. “I’m sorry. I’m a little nervous. This is my first time.” Shit. What? “Not with a woman or anything, not at all. Not even close. Just my first time meeting someone from this app. Well, kind of. I mean, yeah. Pretty much.”
Please shut up.
Instead of being turned off by Annalise’s rambling, a wide smile spread across Clarissa’s face. “So, I’m your first, huh? I’m honored.” She put a hand on the small of Annalise’s back and guided her over to the large kitchen filled with granite countertops, pristine black cabinets, and stainless steel appliances that looked like they had never even been touched, let alone used. “Don’t worry about a thing. Tonight is all about me taking care of you. ” She went over to her wine rack and pulled out a bottle of wine Annalise had surprisingly never heard of, then grabbed one wine glass, filled it halfway, and handed it to Annalise. “Do you want to take that to my room so I can show you exactly what I mean?”
Annalise followed Clarissa up the stairs to her bedroom where she was directed to sit down on the bed. Clarissa got on after her and immediately straddled Annalise’s lap. Clarissa gave her a questioning grin, and Annalise subtly nodded her head in response.
Apparently, that was all Clarissa needed. She slowly slid down Annalise’s legs taking Annalise’s thong and jean shorts with her. Shit, that’s hot.
Annalise held her wine in the air, making sure she didn’t spill it when her hand became shaky. “Do you want me to put this down?”
Clarissa smirked and shook her head. “I want you to drink that up,” she licked her lips, “while I drink you up.”
Shit. Shit. Shit. Breathe. “And what if I spill it?” Annalise asked, trying her best to keep her voice level.
Clarissa lifted an eyebrow. “Then I get to wash my bedding with pride.” A wink. A goddamn sexy as hell wink. “But, then again, I have a feeling I’m going to get to do that whether you spill the wine or not.”
Damn. Are all lesbians this confident? Because… Damn. Annalise could already hardly breathe. Then without any other preamble, Clarissa’s mouth was on her. She started at Annalise’s knees and made her way up her thighs, switching from one to the other every few seconds. When she got to Annalise’s center, she took a breath, then blew it out onto her, sending shivers mixed with tingles throughout Annalise’s whole body. She was already so wet and this woman hadn’t even licked her yet.
As if she could read Annalise’s thoughts, Clarissa ran her tongue right up her center, licking up the wetness that was already gathered there. As if that wasn’t enough, she sucked Annalise’s clit into her mouth and swirled it around with her tongue. Holy mother of God. Jesus Fucking Christ. Is this even legal? Annalise had been with some guys who were much better at giving head than others, but it was never like this. She had never had so much care and attention given to her, except from Brinley, of course, but Brinley was her teacher.
Nope. Don’t think about a different woman than the one currently going down on you.
When Annalise moaned after a particularly good swipe of the tongue, Clarissa pulled away to smile at her. Maybe women with short blonde hair were her type, because this woman looked gorgeous down between her legs. Not as gorgeous as… Nope. Stop. Clarissa nodded at the glass of wine Annalise was clinging to. “Take a sip. It’s great, I promise.”
As soon as Annalise brought her lips to the glass, Clarissa sucked on her clit. Her hips shot up and her hand shook as the rest of her body vibrated with pleasure. The littlest bit of wine dribbled down her cheek.
Clarissa clearly noticed, because her smirk grew even wider. “Here. Let me get that.”
She crawled up Annalise’s body and licked a path across her cheek and up her chin before placing a searing kiss on her lips, not hesitating for a moment before slipping her tongue into Annalise’s mouth. As their tongues met, Annalise could taste herself. She never realized what a turn on that was until now, and she found herself wanting to taste more. As if reading her thoughts once again, Clarissa slipped a hand between their bodies, gathered some wetness on two fingers, then shoved those fingers deep inside Annalise. They continued to make out as she slipped in and out of her. When Clarissa removed her fingers for good, she also broke away from the kiss.
Annalise was initially disappointed, but that didn’t last for long since Clarissa replaced her tongue with the two fingers that had just been inside of her. The proof of Annalise’s pleasure flooded all of her senses. She could smell herself; taste herself; hell, she was so turned on, she could practically feel herself.
Clarissa licked her ear before whispering into it. “So, what do you prefer, yourself or the wine?”
