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fingers
hard and fast in Ella’s tight ass.
    Ella’s head lifted. She pushed back against Lindsey’s hand,
taking the fingers as deep as they’d go. Ella’s hips bucked and she gave voice
to animalistic moans as she massaged her clit. “Oh, baby, you’re gonna make me
come.” Her voice rose in pitch. “I’m fucking coming, Lindsey. Oh God.”
    Her chin dropped to her chest. She shook and squeezed her
nipple. Perspiration misted her body, and the muscles in her thighs quivered
while Lindsey felt the strength of her lover’s orgasm as inner tissue clamped
down in hard, relentless spasms on her fingers.
    Liquid gushed from Ella’s cunt, running hot and silky all
over Lindsey’s hand and wrist.
    Fuck! She’d made her squirt. Lindsey had only accomplished
that once before. Pride swelled in her breast as she eased her fingers out of
Ella’s ass then padded into the bathroom to wash her hands and get a towel.
    When she returned, Ella lay on her back. A smile played on
her lush lips and the thoroughly satisfied look in her eyes caused Lindsey’s
heart to turn over. Hard.
    She trembled as she unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them
and her damp panties down. Without words, she crawled onto the bed and into
Ella’s arms.
    When Ella reached for her pussy, Lindsey caught her hand and
laced their fingers together.
    “What about you?” Ella asked.
    “I just want to be here with you for a little bit.”
Jeez, she sounded like a lovesick idiot.
    Ella gazed into her eyes, doing nothing to alleviate
Lindsey’s recent self-assessment.
    “I thought you weren’t going to ask me to come tonight,”
Ella admitted softly.
    Lindsey sucked in a sharp breath. “I nearly didn’t.”
    Ella’s lips opened.
    “I thought you might not come,” Lindsey explained quickly.
“I mean, I know what it’s like for you, not being able to be open and all.”
    Ella’s lashes swept downward. “Being with you has made that
really hard for me.”
    The confession pierced Lindsey like an icy dagger to the
heart. She wasn’t ready for this—for this responsibility—for someone else. She
felt like an antelope under the golden gaze of a lioness, ready to bolt but
knowing there’d be no escape.
    “You’re not my first closeted lover, you know?” Lindsey
divulged.
    One of Ella’s tawny eyebrows lifted.
    Lindsey rolled onto her back and clapped her hand over her
forehead. She should never have brought Reagan into this. But now that she had…
“Well, she really wasn’t my lover but not because I didn’t want her to be. She
was like you. There was no way she could have come out. We were still in school
and she got teased and bullied for being my…friend.”
    “Kids can be cruel.”
    Lindsey cut her gaze at Ella. “Fucking people can be cruel.”
    After a poignant silence, Lindsey whispered, “It about
killed me.”
    Old anger and the need to forget grabbed hold of her and
twisted into desire. She pushed herself up and straddled Ella’s face, planting
her pussy over that gorgeous, gorgeous mouth.
    Lindsey rode her, unable to keep from grinding too hard,
from practically smothering her lover. Ella’s lips and tongue worked magic,
knowing just where to suck and lick, how hard and how fast—how slow. And when
Lindsey’s orgasm crashed over her like a rogue wave, the sensation dragged her
downward, gasping for breath as she swirled in an eddy of lust and emotion.
    * * * * *
    Ella watched Lindsey sleeping. The digital clock flashed
3:00. Ella brushed her thumb over her lover’s short hair. After sex, she should
have gone back to her room. She needed her sleep. Crowning would take place
tonight and she needed to look her best.
    But she hadn’t been able to leave. She hadn’t wanted to give
up the warmth and comfort of Lindsey’s arms.
    Ella had thought she could explore sex with a woman and go
on to live the life her family expected of her. But after these few nights, she
was beginning to realize that if she wanted happiness, she