Page 94 of Before the Encore

“Well…that’s ideal. Because I have a housewarming present for you.” She squeezed the hard muscle, letting her fingertips lightly brush over the soft cotton shorts. Madison’s hips bucked. “Would you like it?”

“Yes,” she answered immediately.

Bonnie tutted, drinking in every shallow breath leaving Madison’s lips. “Who’s forgetting their manners now?”

Madison’s gaze narrowed, her chest moving faster. “Please,” she grunted.

Bonnie chewed her cheek, letting the word hang in the air. Electricity fired through her, intoxicating, fuelled by the intense way Madison watched her. Then she reached for her phone resting on the table.

“Holy shit.” Madison leaned closer, eyes lighting up. “Do you have it?”

“Surprise.” Bonnie located the video in her encrypted folder and hovered above play. “Are you comfortable?”

“That’s not the word I would use.” Madison pulled at the waistband of her shorts with a soft laugh and shuffled back into the sofa. Her leg bounced, practically vibrating with excitement. “Are there any ground rules?”

“What do you mean?”

Madison patted the space next to her, and Bonnie moved into it, squeezing her bum in beside her. “Rules, like: I can’t touch myself, but I can touch you.” Her hand slid up Bonnie’s thigh. “Everywhere except where you want me to.”

Bonnie swallowed, already consumed by the ache in her pelvis. “Okay.”

“And put it up on the TV. I want both of your hands free.”

When Bonnie looked at her quizzically, Madison took her phone and flung the video onto the big screen.

“Volume on?” she asked.

“I’m not sure. What do you think?”

Madison’s mouth pulled into a sexy grin. “I want to hear you.”

“Okay.” That filled her with a tingle, running from her head to her toes.

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

Madison clicked play, and the black screen flickered with the picture of Bonnie’s garden. The pool glistened behind two figures, laying side by side on the lounger. Cicadas buzzed in the background, soft voices blending together in conversation.

“Fuck.” Madison’s hand rested on Bonnie’s thigh. “There we are.”

The soft lights highlighted the shadows on their bodies, the picture clear but not perfect. Bonnie would recognise Madison’s shadowy figure anywhere, though, those long legs stretching out past hers.

Madison caressed the soft flesh of Bonnie’s thigh, tickling. “I nearly left that night, you know.”

“Really? Why?”

“I couldn’t stop thinking about fucking you.”

Her stomach pulled, hot and fast. She swallowed, pushing that scenario away. “I’m glad you didn’t leave.”

“I bet. I gave you the best night of your life.”

Bonnie pinched her, unable to fight the smile on her face. On screen, Bonnie rolled onto her side, linking her hand with Madison’s. Bonnie mirrored that now, brushing their fingertips together. “Since that moment in the dressing room,” she admitted, her voice a whisper. “I couldn’t get you off my mind.”

“I was stuck on you long before that.” Madison’s voice trapped low in her throat, her eyes fixed ahead. On screen, Madison rolled onto her side, the two of them growing closer together. Bonnie’s heart thumped hard in her throat, waiting for the moment—for Madison to kiss her.

When she pulled Bonnie towards her for their first kiss, Madison’s hand started to drift. Slow and gentle, raising goosebumps across her arms. Bonnie trailed her fingertips up Madison’s abs, drawing soft circles that made her breath hitch. Her clit pulsed hard, steady, making it impossible to think about anything else.