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“You make me want to grow out my hair again, but I hate it when my hair is long,” I said. I’d done the chop earlier this year, and I did not want to go back anytime soon.
“You can always get wigs. I’ve got a few.”
“Really?” I said, completely distracted from the movie by the image of Esme in a wig. “Can I get some more details about these wigs?”
Esme gave me a secretive smile.
“Next time I’ll bring one and show you.”
I almost slid off the couch and onto the floor.
What was she doing to me?
“I’m learning all kinds of things about you, Esme.”
“And you’re bound to learn many more,” she said, as I snuggled into her again and tried to go back to watching the movie.
The women in the movie were nothing to the woman sitting beside me. I kept glancing at her from the corner of my eye, but she seemed to be engrossed with what was playing on the TV.
I wanted her. I wanted her in an aching, painful way. Every place she touched me was on fire.
“Oh, there they go,” she said, and I realized she was talking about the movie. The characters had finally succumbed to their lust and started tearing each other’s corsets off.
In any other circumstances, I would be paying attention to the sexy content, but it just made me wish I was taking a corset off Esme. Something told me she had one in her closet.
“Makes you think,” I said, and she looked at me.
“Think about what?”
“Think that we could be doing the same thing right now,” I said, touching her face.
Esme looked at the screen and back to me.
“You’re right. Reality is better than fiction sometimes.” Without another word, she took the remote, turned off the movie, and stood up, almost dumping me on the floor in the process.
“Fuck yeah,” I said, scrambling to get my feet under me as she backed toward my bedroom, her smile dark and inviting.
I almost tripped, but I made it to her and then it was a race to see who could get their clothes off the fastest while trading breathless kisses.
Esme lay back on the bed and then threw a few of my pillows on the floor.
“My sunburn doesn’t hurt anymore,” she said as I devoured her with my eyes.
“That’s good,” I said, “because I have so many plans for you.”
She tilted her chin up, as if it was a challenge. “Show me.”
* * *
I did show her.I reached into my bag of tricks and pulled anything out I thought she might like.
“You’re really good at that,” she said, as I withdrew my fingers from inside her after her fourth orgasm.
“Thank you,” I said, pretending to take a bow.
“I’ve been blessed with talented fingers and a talented tongue.” I stuck said tongue out at her and did a few little maneuvers with it.
“Rude. Extremely rude,” she said.
