sounding embarrassed, though,
Eve winked at me.
"What
are we waiting for?" she asked, sliding off of her barstool and leaving a
twenty on the counter. She took a few sweeping steps and stood by the front
door, waiting for me expectantly.
I
hopped off my own barstool, but hesitated for a moment before leaving to join
Eve. I turned to the bar, fixing Keith with a pained expression. “Please
don't-"
"None
of my business," Keith interrupted, cutting me off. "Besides, I was
in the closet for years. Your secret’s safe with me, hon. If you need any help with anything, let me know, okay?”
I
was about to argue with him that I wasn't "really" a lesbian, but
decided against it. He’d said that he'd keep the secret, so why bother?
Besides, he'd heard what I said. Hell, he might have overheard some of the
other things that we'd discussed. There's no chance that he would have believed
me no matter what excuses I gave.
"Thanks,"
I mumbled before stumbling after Eve. If I didn't want people to start thinking
of me as a girl-lover, I was going to have to start watching what I said in
mixed company. On the other hand, visits to adult toy stores and lounging
around on a nude beach with Eve would do just fine to cement me as a proper
lesbian. I sighed, figuring that was most likely going to happen one way or another.
As
we walked back through the hallways that led to her stateroom, I reached out
and took her hand. She raised her eyebrow at me with a grin, but otherwise said
nothing. It was the first time I'd done so in public, and it felt surprisingly
natural. My eyes still darted to side to side to see if anyone was staring at
us, but no one even gave us a second glance.
Once
we had reached Eve's suite and shut the door behind us, though, all the bets
were off. I wheeled on her before she could even turn the master lock and
pressed my lips against her throat. Biting down on her tender flesh, I was
rewarded by the sensuous moan that rippled out of her open mouth.
"God,
you know I love that," Eve whispered, wetting her lips and tilting her
head back, giving me even more access to her sensuous skin.
I
pressed my lips against her neck and sucked lightly - I was hoping to give her
a hicky . I never had been much good at leaving marks, much to Eve's amusement...I already had two from her
on each of my breasts. Releasing her and glancing at my handiwork, I noticed
with pleasure that she would have an obvious mark tomorrow.
"Did
you finally end up claiming me?" Eve asked, almost purring with delight.
"I
think so," I replied, running my fingers along the seam in her dress. The
fabric was soft and silky - no wonder she'd looked so excited during the show.
If I'd had this rubbing against my panties all day, I wouldn't bother wearing
them either.
"You're
beautiful, you know that?" I continued, turning my attention to her face
and softly kissing her on the lips. I could feel her tongue slide against mine,
the sensation sending rhythms of lust down my spine ..
"Not
nearly as stunning as you," Eve replied huskily as our kiss broke apart.
Her eyes were fixed on mine almost desperately. "I need you. I haven't
been able to think about anything but you all day long. The last two nights -
God, Amanda, I'm addicted to you. I need to have your fingers inside of me, I need the taste of your pussy on my tongue! I want - I
NEED you to touch me, please, please!"
Her
frantic words were almost too much. I blushed furiously, never having been so desired
before in my whole life. To be honest, though, I felt exactly the same way
about her. "You're wearing too much. How am I supposed to slip my fingers
into your pussy with you all dressed up like that?"
"I
never did put them back on, you know," Eve replied, her breathing quick
and unsteady. Her skin was hot against mine. "My panties, I mean. They got
soaked every time I thought of you, so I just decided it'd be easier to leave
them off. You’re not mad, are you?"
"Not
at all,” I replied, reaching under
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