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wet,” Reed murmured. I gasped as strong fingers reached down and grasped my buttocks, pulling me apart and opening me to her heated gaze.
    “I was thinking about you,” I whispered. I dropped my head as two searching fingertips traced down over my labia, and then found my opening with unerring ease.
    “I was thinking about you, too.” Reed’s voice was low and throaty, unlike I had ever heard it before. All of the restraint between us had vanished. In its place was raw hunger, driving both of our actions. “About this,” Reed said, and then drove one finger inside me with excruciating slowness.
    Dana blinked, staring at the end of the page. That was it? Way to leave me hanging.
    “You can keep going, if you want to know what happens,” Laurel said. “You looked like maybe you were getting into it.”
    “That’s okay,” Dana returned the book. After a moment of indecision, she leered at Laurel. “Maybe later.”
    Laurel’s surprised delight made her glad she’d decided to be playful.
    “All these dares are making me horny,” Laurel said. “I’ll have to go with truth for a while.”
    Dana released a shaky laugh. “Now you’re just trying to make me blush.”
    “Maybe.” Laurel lay back so she could prop herself up on her elbows, stretching out across the fleece blanket. “Is it working?”
    Snorting in amusement, Dana shifted so that she could join her.
    “Is this seat taken?”
    Laurel scooted over, patting the space next to her. “It’s all yours.”
    “Cool.” Dana settled down beside Laurel and gave her a sidelong grin. “So…when was the last time you had sex?”
    “About eight months ago. I started seeing someone not long after Mom died. We slept together a few times, but…”
    “But what?”
    Laurel shrugged. “I was looking for comfort. She was looking for someone to fuck. Period.”
    “Oh,” Dana said.
    “I don’t like just being a fuck.” Cracking a small smile, Laurel added, “Don’t get me wrong, she was good. Great, even. That whole dirty-talking thing…” She shivered and allowed a brief, naughty grin.
    “God, she was good at that.”
    “Oh.” Dana wondered if she could make Laurel shiver like that with her words. Did she like being told she was a dirty girl? That it felt good to fuck her tight pussy? Blushing, she forced her attention back to what Laurel was saying.
    “I can’t deal with being one of many. I didn’t even realize I was until I went over to her place one evening and found her with someone else. If she’d made it clear what the situation was, it would’ve been one thing. But she didn’t, and that kind of surprise…it’s no fun at all.”
    “Her loss,” Dana muttered.
    Laurel let out a surprised laugh. “I’ve had the same thought, more than once.” She gave Dana an affectionate smile. “Truth or dare, my defender?”
    “Truth again.” Dana’s insides warmed at being called Laurel’s defender, even jokingly. “I’m ready.”
    Laurel’s smile turned tender. “Have you ever been attracted to another woman?”
    Dana swallowed. She had known this question was coming, had felt it deep in her bones, but plunged onward in the game anyway. And I can’t lie. A sharp stab of fear made every muscle contract, and she wondered if the slight jolt was visible.
    It must have been, because Laurel placed a hand on her thigh.
    “Don’t be afraid. There’s no reason to be, okay?”
    Dana nodded. “Yes.”
    “Yes, okay? Or yes, you’ve been attracted to another woman?”
    “Yes, I’ve been attracted to another woman.” The admission made her hyperaware of their closeness. Laurel’s thigh brushed against her own. The heat almost overwhelmed her. “I’ve been attracted…to other women.”
    Just when she thought she might implode with nerves, she was drawn into a tight hug against Laurel’s warm body. Too emotional to push her away, Dana felt her eyes sting. Embarrassingly, she wept hot tears she couldn’t hide. In a move that rendered