“Do you?”
Carrie nodded back and said, “Not tonight, but another time, yes. I want that.”
“You can have anything you want,” Gage told her and rolled a little more. “God, Carrie. You have no idea how hard I am right now. I’m so turned on, it’s crazy. I’ve wanted you since that kiss last night.” Her hand moved to Carrie’s breast, and she cupped it. “Did you mean it? You want this?”
“Yes,” Carrie answered. “Touch me.”
Gage lowered her mouth to meet Carrie’s, and as they kissed, her hand slipped to where she instantly found the side zipper. She must have been paying attention earlier, where it was, because she had it undone in an instant, and the front part of Carrie’s dress was pushed to the side, where she was able to wiggle out of it, and her bra-covered breasts were revealed to Gage for the first time. Gage’s eyes appeared to be locked on them, and Carrie didn’t really understand why. They were just boobs. Hers weren’t that great anyway, and they were still covered, so Gage couldn’t even see them.
Gage lifted herself enough to remove her shirt, and her sports bra was gone next. Then, Carrie got it. She couldn’t stop staring at Gage’s small breasts and the hard nipples that were either cold or turned on; maybe both. She didn’t really care which. She just sat up fast and took one into her mouth. She had been dreaming of sucking on a woman’s nipples and couldn’t wait any longer.
“Oh, shit,” Gage said. “God, that’s good.”
Carrie moaned and massaged Gage’s other breast in her hand. Despite it being small, it fit perfectly in her hand, and she loved the feel of rubbing over it when the nipple hit her palm. Gage groaned. Her hands went to Carrie’s bra. When it was unclasped, Carrie let her push it off her body more than gracefully remove it.
“Lie back, baby,” Gage told her.
“I like where I am right now,” she replied and moved to Gage’s other breast. “Your skin tastes so good.”
She licked Gage’s breast before she sucked the nipple.
“Fuck! I don’t want you to stop doing that, but I want to touch you.”
“I’ve never had a woman’s breasts in my mouth before. Give me a minute,” she said and returned to her sucking.
“You’ll make me come.”
Carrie stopped and looked up at her.
“Really? From this?”
“I told you, I’ve been turned on like crazy. Now, you’re touching me.”
“Did you use that magic lube before we came out here or something?”
Gage laughed and replied, “No. It’s just you.” She used that as her opportunity to distract Carrie, and soon, Carrie was lying on her back, with Gage on top of her. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
“Where are you going, exactly?”
“I’m wearing jeans. I need them off. And we’re both still wearing shoes.” Gage leaned back and took off Carrie’s shoes. “Just… don’t move. One second.”
Carrie smiled as Gage stood up and moved so fast, she nearly tripped over her own feet, trying to get off her tennis shoes and jeans. Finally, her hands went to the waistband of her boxer briefs.
“Wait,” Carrie said.
“You changed your mind?”
“No, I just wanted to know if those are the underwear you normally wear when you’re wearing that non-functional dildo.”
“Oh. Yeah, I usually wear this kind of underwear. Is it not… Do you not like it?”
“Gage, I like everything about you so far, including your underwear. Even when you were standoffish, I still stared at you. Can you wear that for me another time?”
“What I was wearing the other night?”
Carrie nodded and said, “When we’re not here anymore and still dating.”
Gage smiled and replied, “Yeah. We talked about that last night. You know I will.”
