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Honor closed the door and pushed me toward the bed until my legs hit the edge and I squealed.
“You taking charge?” I asked and she put a hand on my chest to get me to climb up on the bed.
“You like it,” she said. “Aren’t you tired of taking care of everyone else? Don’t you want someone to take care of you?”
I closed my eyes for a second, because she’d gotten me exactly right.
“Yes,” I said, and she smiled.
“That’s what I thought.”
Honor followed me up on the bed and I tossed some of the pillows aside to make room for both of us.
“Can I take this off?” Honor asked, tugging at my bra strap.
“If you insist,” I said.
“I do,” she said, and I reached behind the bra and flicked the hooks so she could pull the rest of it off me before setting it on the chair beside my bed. Honor wasn’t the kind of woman who flung a bra across the room. No, she set it on a chair so you could find it later.
“Layne,” she said in a reverent voice as she cupped my breasts in her hands. They spilled out, as they were wont to do.
“Hey, my face is up here,” I joked, and she propped herself on one hand and kissed me as she stroked my breast. She quickly focused her touch on one of my nipples which were both so hard they could cut glass. I whimpered into her mouth and she smiled.
“Tell me what you want, Layne,” she said, and I tried to answer her, but it came out completely garbled as she pinched my nipple.
“What was that?” Honor asked, chuckling a little bit.
“Mouth,” I managed to get out.
“You want me to put my mouth on you?” she asked, even though she knew perfectly well that was what I meant. My communication skills had deteriorated again. Maybe I should just start pointing.
“Here,” I said, doing just that and pointing at my nipple. Honor laughed, but the sound changed a moment later when she did what I asked and took my nipple into her mouth, giving it a nice long lick.
For someone who had never been with a woman before, Honor was doing an incredible job.
“Wait,” I gasped out, and she immediately stopped and looked up at me for direction.
“You can stop anytime you want. Just tell me. And if there’s anything you don’t want to do, tell me,” I said, struggling to make my thoughts coherent.
“I don’t want to stop,” Honor said. “I want to find out what I’ve been missing. A lot, apparently.” She licked my nipple again and I arched my back, pushing myself against her.
Honor lavished her attention on one nipple with her mouth while her hand worked on the other, rolling it between her fingers and then she pinched me at the same time she nipped the other and I let out a sound I’d never heard myself make before. I was so fucking wet already, I was probably dripping on the bed. Whatever, I’d just change the comforter after we were done.
Honor pulled back and looked down at my breasts again, pushing them together to create cleavage.
“Yours are definitely better,” she said.
“I’d have to see yours to compare,” I said, cupping one of them through her bra.
I wanted to ask her if the surgery hurt, and how long ago she’d gotten them done, but this wasn’t the time. I filed that away to ask about later, along with the tattoo. So many surprising things about Honor Conroy.
Honor removed her bra without another word and I almost gasped at how perfect she was.
“Can I touch you?” I asked. Honor took my hand and put it on one of her breasts.
I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my mouth. Perfect. She was perfect.
I brushed my thumb across her nipple, and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
