merciless penetration. That was Stef. For that reason, and a few other subtle indicators, Jackie was certain she was gay. At the moment, she didn’t know if she was glad or sorry about that.
Stef tossed her towel on the bench. “It’s nice of you to bring me this stuff, but what are you doing? Why do you keep showing up here?”
“Just trying to be friendly.”
Stef hesitated, then frowned. “You’re one of those annoying, perpetually cheerful types, aren’t you?”
“And you’re one of those moody, sarcastic types,” Jackie shot back, defensively.
This wasn’t going as planned. Jackie had been hoping to improve on their first meeting. Instead, she was now trading insults.
Standing with her shoulders slack, her hair unruly, looking smug and impudent, Stef looked incredibly hot. Her sulking lips were parted slightly, asking for trouble. Jackie tried to ignore all the signals going off in her brain: ping-ping-pinging like a pinball machine.
“I was just trying to make you feel welcome,” she said. “Since you’re new around here and don’t know anybody.”
“So you’re the self-appointed Welcome Wagon? Should I make a pot of coffee and we can sit down and have a nice chat?”
Being mocked rankled Jackie. “Look, I just thought you might be lonely out here by yourself all the time.”
“I’ve got Deuce.”
Jackie glanced at the dog lying on a throw rug. “You know, so far I haven’t heard enough out of him to get what a fascinating conversationalist he is.”
“What I really like about his company is how little he has to say,” countered Stef. “And how little he expects me to say in return. We’re very casual and undemanding here, and that’s the way I like it.”
“People have things to offer that dogs just can’t. Essential things.”
“Like crawdads?” Stef chuckled.
“Like humor,” Jackie returned. “Like culture. Understanding. Humans are a highly social species. We need each other.”
Stef took a step closer, her gaze making the rounds of Jackie’s face. “I’ll admit there are needs only another human can satisfy.” Stef’s voice was soft and deep, incredibly alluring. “Is that why you’re here?” she taunted. “To satisfy my needs?”
Excited and nervous, Jackie took a step backward, backing up against the table. Stef came closer, her eyes full of amusement. She’s teasing me, Jackie decided. Though that realization angered her, she still wanted Stef to touch her.
“I was just trying to be friendly,” Jackie whispered, acutely aware of Stef’s body so close to hers. Their mouths were only inches apart.
“Okay, then” said Stef quietly, raising her hand to Jackie’s face, letting the backs of her fingers graze her temple. “Be friendly.”
Stef’s hand slid to the base of Jackie’s skull, holding her head stationary as she leaned in to press her lips to Jackie’s, briefly. She pulled a couple of inches away and Jackie saw a cloud of uncertainty pass through her eyes before she kissed her again, lingering, urging Jackie’s lips apart. As her kiss deepened, their bodies moved closer, solidly against one another, overwhelming Jackie with the sensation of heat and pressure and a delicate smell of shampoo or shower gel. Her arms went around Stef’s neck, letting her deeper into her mouth. Stef’s arms circled her waist and pulled her in tighter as her mouth grew hungrier. Desire sprang up in waves in Jackie’s body, rising and falling as the tabletop pressed into the back of her thighs. Stef’s mouth moved to her neck and Jackie let her head fall back, melting, as Stef planted breathy kisses in a line down to the base of her collarbone.
The grip around her waist unexpectedly relaxed.
“You’d better get outta here,” Stef whispered, “before your Welcome Wagon makes an unscheduled delivery.”
Stef released her and stepped away. Her eyes were smoldering, but her expression was disdainful. She shook her head in a mildly disapproving way, as
Stef tossed her towel on the bench. “It’s nice of you to bring me this stuff, but what are you doing? Why do you keep showing up here?”
“Just trying to be friendly.”
Stef hesitated, then frowned. “You’re one of those annoying, perpetually cheerful types, aren’t you?”
“And you’re one of those moody, sarcastic types,” Jackie shot back, defensively.
This wasn’t going as planned. Jackie had been hoping to improve on their first meeting. Instead, she was now trading insults.
Standing with her shoulders slack, her hair unruly, looking smug and impudent, Stef looked incredibly hot. Her sulking lips were parted slightly, asking for trouble. Jackie tried to ignore all the signals going off in her brain: ping-ping-pinging like a pinball machine.
“I was just trying to make you feel welcome,” she said. “Since you’re new around here and don’t know anybody.”
“So you’re the self-appointed Welcome Wagon? Should I make a pot of coffee and we can sit down and have a nice chat?”
Being mocked rankled Jackie. “Look, I just thought you might be lonely out here by yourself all the time.”
“I’ve got Deuce.”
Jackie glanced at the dog lying on a throw rug. “You know, so far I haven’t heard enough out of him to get what a fascinating conversationalist he is.”
“What I really like about his company is how little he has to say,” countered Stef. “And how little he expects me to say in return. We’re very casual and undemanding here, and that’s the way I like it.”
“People have things to offer that dogs just can’t. Essential things.”
“Like crawdads?” Stef chuckled.
“Like humor,” Jackie returned. “Like culture. Understanding. Humans are a highly social species. We need each other.”
Stef took a step closer, her gaze making the rounds of Jackie’s face. “I’ll admit there are needs only another human can satisfy.” Stef’s voice was soft and deep, incredibly alluring. “Is that why you’re here?” she taunted. “To satisfy my needs?”
Excited and nervous, Jackie took a step backward, backing up against the table. Stef came closer, her eyes full of amusement. She’s teasing me, Jackie decided. Though that realization angered her, she still wanted Stef to touch her.
“I was just trying to be friendly,” Jackie whispered, acutely aware of Stef’s body so close to hers. Their mouths were only inches apart.
“Okay, then” said Stef quietly, raising her hand to Jackie’s face, letting the backs of her fingers graze her temple. “Be friendly.”
Stef’s hand slid to the base of Jackie’s skull, holding her head stationary as she leaned in to press her lips to Jackie’s, briefly. She pulled a couple of inches away and Jackie saw a cloud of uncertainty pass through her eyes before she kissed her again, lingering, urging Jackie’s lips apart. As her kiss deepened, their bodies moved closer, solidly against one another, overwhelming Jackie with the sensation of heat and pressure and a delicate smell of shampoo or shower gel. Her arms went around Stef’s neck, letting her deeper into her mouth. Stef’s arms circled her waist and pulled her in tighter as her mouth grew hungrier. Desire sprang up in waves in Jackie’s body, rising and falling as the tabletop pressed into the back of her thighs. Stef’s mouth moved to her neck and Jackie let her head fall back, melting, as Stef planted breathy kisses in a line down to the base of her collarbone.
The grip around her waist unexpectedly relaxed.
“You’d better get outta here,” Stef whispered, “before your Welcome Wagon makes an unscheduled delivery.”
Stef released her and stepped away. Her eyes were smoldering, but her expression was disdainful. She shook her head in a mildly disapproving way, as
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