“Yeah?”
“Definitely,” she said with a smirk. “What about you?”
“Yeah, I… I think I’d be into that,” Sharon said with a blush. “But you’re probably a little more experienced than I am, so are you okay if I’m not all that good at it?”
“I’m happy to give all night long, if you want. I come pretty easily when I’m strapped, so if you want that and not to touch me, I’ll still have a very good time. I like making a woman feel good.”
“Do you know what I’d like?”
“What?” she asked, suddenly very interested.
“I’ve never actually said this out loud before,” Sharon shared and looked down before she took a deep breath and shook her head. “But if not here, then where, you know?” She chuckled nervously.
“Hey, there’s no judgment here. You can tell me anything you want, and if I don’t want to do it, I’ll tell you, but therewon’t be any judgment. We’re being honest with each other here. That’s all this is.”
“The thing isn’t a big deal. I’ve just never asked for it before because I’m kind of a wimp.”
“Okay. Well, what is it?” Gage asked. “I won’t laugh or anything, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Sharon looked up and stared into her eyes.
“You might think it’s pretty tame, actually, depending on what you’re into.”
“Tell me, Sharon. It’s okay,” she said with a soft smile.
Sharon took another deep breath, and for a moment, Gage wondered what she might be about to ask her for. She was experienced, yes, but she wasn’t into anything too kinky, and she definitely wasn’t into the BDSM stuff that some people were, so she hoped it wasn’t that.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Gage swallowed hard, smiled becausethatshe could do, and said, “Oh. Yes, please.”
CHAPTER 12
Sharon
Sharon had never just come out and asked anyone for sex before. She had definitely never asked someone to fuck her, and on top of that, she’d certainly never had sex with a stranger, but there was something about Gage that had her wanting sex andonlysex, like a raw sexual energy that Gage had been giving off all night that Sharon hadn’t ever experienced being aimed in her direction before. Yes, she’d come here to maybe find love, or at least someone to date, but she’d also come here to have sex and maybe a lot of it if she got lucky. So, she’d decided to trust Gage and go with what her body was telling her – to be brave and to ask for what she wanted.
Sharon stood up, placed the note cards on the dresser next to the few things they’d brought into the room, and she stared at each of them in turn, trying to think about which one she wanted Gage to use on her, or maybe which one she wanted first because they had all night. When she felt Gage move behind her and wrap her arms around her waist, she swallowed becausethiswas really happening. She was about to have sex with a stranger, and she’d just asked that stranger to fuck her.
“Which one do you want to start with?” Gage asked, reading her mind.
Gage’s lips hit her neck, and Sharon closed her eyes, still not believing that this was happening. She was about to have sexwith a hot butch she’d just met and didn’t have to worry about any strings because she’d been honest about her intentions, and it turned out that Gage shared them, too.
“This one,” she replied and pointed toward a blue-and-white, somewhat realistic-looking dildo that wasn’t too big but didn’t look too small, either.
“Let me get strapped for you, baby,” Gage said and ran her hands up and down Sharon’s sides. “I know we’re not supposed to use our own toys, which is fine, but I did bring this lube I’ve tried out for work, and it’s insanely good. It makes everything ten times more sensitive. Do you want me to use it with you?”
“Yes,” she whispered as she put Gage’s hand over her breast.
Gage’s hand moved into the dress Sharon had worn for the evening and under the cup of her bra to massage it for her, and Sharon pushed all thoughts of credit card debt out the window. This had been the right choice, even if it would only be one night. After feeling like a failure for months, she needed this massive self-esteem boost in the worst way.
“What do you like?” Gage asked. “Want me to talk to you? Not say anything? Just take what I want?”
“Take off your clothes, put this thing on, and take me. That’s what I want,” she said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Gage replied eagerly.
The hand moved off Sharon’s breast, and she turned around, finding Gage already removing the short-sleeved button-down she had on. Sharon watched for a minute before she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, and Gage watched her with greedy eyes as she stepped out of her panties and removed her bra.
