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Charlotte gasped at the touch, her clit already so sensitive. “Come here,” she practically growled, guiding Lara on top of her until she was straddling her waist. “I want to feel you against me.” Her hands were on Lara’s hips, guiding her back a little, and a throaty moan left Lara’s lips as she sunk down, her clit rubbing against Charlotte’s, sending her body right back to the edge.
The night turned into a whirlwind, their bodies tangled in the sheets, one breathtaking orgasm chasing another, and Charlotte didn’t know how she was going to recover from this.
Physically? It would take a few days. She hadn’t exerted herself like that in a very long time.
But mentally? Emotionally?
That was what worried Charlotte, because as she finally gave into exhaustion, wrapping her arm around Lara late into the night and snuggling up against her warm body, she didn’t think she’d ever felt like this before.
15
Lara thanked Nina as she returned with coffee and bagels from Lara’s favorite deli. They were in her kitchen, the counter a mess of paperwork. Contracts. Scripts. Nina’s research on two potential clients that Lara was thinking about approaching because she’d heard both had moved on from their agents just last week.
Lara needed new clients, but she wasn’t about to work with someone with a questionable reputation or who wasn’t willing to put in the work.
Lara lifted the lid off the takeaway coffee and poured it into her favorite black mug, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the room as she unwrapped her cream cheese bagel and took a bite.
She’d thrown herself into her busy schedule, not stopping to think about what had happened here two nights ago. She’d been out all day yesterday, moving from a client’s audition to a meeting with a studio about a potential TV role for Hayden, and Lara had completely underestimated how hard it would be to concentrate when every time she lifted her gaze to look outside, something she normally found relaxing, her mind would instantly conjure up images of Charlotte backing her up against the pool wall and kissing her like the world was ending around them.
Yes, it had been that unbelievable.
And what happened after?
Lara closed her eyes for a second, trying to clear her head, but all that did was give her a chance to remember the way Charlotte had kissed her way down Lara’s body before getting comfortable between her legs, and what that woman did with her tongue…
“Lara?”
“Yes,” Lara said, her eyes flying open. Nina was staring at her.
“You okay?”
Lara could feel the heat coming to her cheeks. “Yeah. Of course. I’m fine. Just needed to refuel,” she said, distracting herself by taking another bite and turning her attention back to the stack of papers in front of her.
Nina left the room to make a phone call a few minutes later, and Lara ran her hand over her face as she tried to get a grip.
She didn’t even know what was wrong with her. The night she’d spent with Charlotte had been nothing short of amazing, and the next morning hadn’t even been awkward.
They’d sat here, sipping their coffees and eating the breakfast that Lara had made. Charlotte had a lunch meeting with her agent, so she left around ten to allow herself enough time to get home and have a shower and get ready.
Nothing about yesterday morning should have left her worried. Charlotte had kissed her goodbye in the foyer. Well, it took her three attempts to actually leave. Each time one of them escalated the kiss again, distracting them for another minute or two, hands roaming before finally Charlotte left with a smile on her lips, her driver left waiting outside.
Lara shouldn’t be worried, but she was. Despite falling asleep with Charlotte’s arm draped over her stomach. Despite that passionate goodbye kiss. All of them. Lara still couldn’t shake the feeling that Charlotte might not want anyone to think they were together.
Lara sipped her coffee. She knew Charlotte was at a strange point in her career. Ada definitely had more star power. The decision to focus on movies rather than Charlotte’s varied jobs that took her from TV to movies and back again regularly seemed to make her much more appealing to casting directors when they were looking for the star of their next blockbuster movie.
Charlotte was fifty-one, and if she hadn’t already starred in her last major movie, the one she’d gone to England to film with Ada, she probably only had one left. She had years ahead of her of smaller parts, of side characters, but the chances of her headlining another movie were slipping away.
So, Lara imagined that Charlotte and her agent, Jerry, were probably trying to keep her media presence squeaky clean. Although she had come out. And as she’d asked Charlotte, why had she come out? Wasn’t it to feel a little freer about who people thought she was dating?
Unless it really was just about Lara’s age. But again, they were surrounded by examples of couples with more than a few years between them and not only were they happy, the media didn’t give a shit. Not any of the media outlets that any of them cared about anyway.
Lara had felt more that night with Charlotte than she ever had with anyone else. It wasn’t even close. And if she had to guess, she’d say that Charlotte felt the same way.
So, maybe Lara was overreacting. Spiraling for no reason whatsoever.
But as amazing as that night had been, they hadn’t spoken a word about their future and if there was a chance of one at all. If what they were doing right now was dating or was this just a casual thing?
Lara picked up her phone, bringing up Charlotte’s name and typing out a text.
