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Rebecca encased her hands over Caitlyn’s, losing her footing as the latter rocked them a little too far. “Nope.” When Caitlyn moved her hands, feeling up Rebecca’s modest chest that she knew was more than fun to play with when clothes were off, she continued, “Maybe I was counting on it, Cait.”

“Got horny on the plane ride, did you?”

“Maybe.” Rebecca turned in Caitlyn’s hold, flinging arms around her as well. “Then it died on a two hour car ride with your mother.”

“Thatisan unfortunate side effect of riding in a car with my mother for so long.”

“She’s so wholesome. I can’t keep thinking about how badly I want to fuck her daughter. It’s wrong.”

“You’re not in a car with her anymore.” Caitlyn squeezed Rebecca’s ass. “You’re free to think about it now.”

Manifest it, Cait.She had to havesomethingto look forward to this week!

“You think this is what you want,” Rebecca flirtatiously said, water dripping down her front as she sat up in the bathwater. “But what if I told you I brought a copy ofBlood Meridianto read? I could read it for you right here. It’s the perfect bathtime companion.”

Caitlyn balanced her elbows on the sides of the tub. “Depends. Did you bring an actual physical copy, or is it on your tablet?”

“It’s on my tablet. Is that not good enough for you?”

“You see, it’s not so much the content as it is the vision.” Caitlyn’s eyes traveled the length of Rebecca’s torso, always the connoisseur of pert, wet nipples and how her partner’s coppery bush looked beneath the water’s surface. These two had taken so many baths together over the years that it was like their special date nights away from the rest of the world.Jane likes her hot showers, and I like my deep, hot tubs.Finally, they found a woman who appreciated both. “If you had an actual book in your hands, we could have quite the sexy and scintillating photoshoot. Because I still owe Jane a picture of you naked with me.”

Rebecca put her hands on hips. The tub wasjustbig enough for her to straddle Caitlyn’s thighs in the water, but if either of them budged, then Rebecca came down. “No pictures tonight, please. I’m still dying that she sent you that other one.”

Caitlyn covered her camera with her hand to prove she wasn’t on her phone to take a forbidden picture. Instead, she dug up her new favorite photo of Rebecca, in the midst of the throes of lovemaking with their third. “You mean you don’t appreciate the beauty behind this?” She showed Rebecca the picture. “I am going to treasure this forever.”

“Only because you know how desperate I was.”

“Sweetheart, half the reason I get obsessed with you is because of your desperation.”

“Oh, yeah? What would happen if I suddenly wasn’t desperate?” Rebecca pressed her hands on the bottom of her back to keep her balance as she slowly shifted her hips back and forth against Caitlyn’s thighs. “You would still love me, right?”

Caitlyn put her phone aside. “I’d find other reasons to love you by that point, yes.”

“Bythatpoint?”

Stretching her arms above her head, Caitlyn said, “We’re talking aboutat leasttwenty years from now, when all three of us are long hit by the menopause stick. God only knows what our sex lives will be like by then. Which is why we must appreciate what we have now. We could as easily become completely disinterested in sex or become even more hormonal maniacs.”

“I think we both know which one I’m going to be.”

“That’s the beautiful thing. We actuallydon’tknow.” Caitlyn twiddled her fingers as she came in for the boob grab. “We’ve got to make the most of it! Right now!”

Squealing in surprise, Rebecca’s arms spun in the air as she fought to regain her balance atop Caitlyn, who went out of her way to slosh bathwater over the side of the tub as she brought herself up and Rebecca closer for a kiss.

This was exactly what the doctor ordered for Caitlyn’s homesickness. And what the pageant ordered to keep her head straight and her mind focused on a prize she probably didn’t have a chance at winning.

“So, you’re saying that the Monroes aren’t interested but Monica is?” Caitlyn walked the length of her driveway, where her reception was strongest when attempting a serious conversation with her wife and business partner. “Interesting. Does Damonknow that you’ve gone behind his back to strike deals with his biggest industry rival?”

Although Caitlyn sparred with wit, Jane wasn’t giving it back. “No. I hope to keep it that way, but he has his birdies everywhere, like Monica does. Actually, Monica’s birdies scare me more. She knowseverything.”

“That’s what happens when you crawl up from the bottom.” Caitlyn reached the road where she mindlessly checked for mail she knew wasn’t there and started heading back to the house. “Fine. If Monica wants to go ahead with our investment, then let’s do it.”

“Really?”

“The more time I’ve had to think about it this month, the more sense it makes. You were right, Lin. We really should diversify our investments into hospitality, especially if it’s something we know about. Like sex clubs.”

“I have been explicitly told that it isnota sex club. That was the Monroes’ idea.”

“Teaching beginners about the ABCs of BDSM, pole dancing, and whatnot counts to most Americans.”