Page 97
Story: Sparks Like Ours
“Well…in that case.” Elle’s phone rang, interrupting them. Sheheld up one reluctant finger, because this conversation was on its way tosomewhere really good. Her temperature had already risen multiple degrees andher body tingled wonderfully. Cleanup from the barbecue could definitely waituntil other matters were attended to.
She found her phone by the couch, clicked over to the call, andtook a seat. “Hey, Isabel. You guys forget something?” Gia was hot on herheels, not ready to pause what they had going.
“Not at all,” Isabel said. “I guess I’m just feeling a littleglowy for you two, and I also realized that I forgot to thank you for having usover. Today was fun. You’re a cool chick.” Gia knelt in front of her. Ellepassed her a questioning look.
“You’re so sweet to call,” Elle said. “You didn’t have to do that.We had fun with you guys, too.”
“Oh! And Taylor wanted me to thank you on her behalf as well.” Giaran her hands up the back of Elle’s calves and pulled her forward to the edgeof the couch. Elle sucked in a breath, holding Gia’s heated gaze.
“Please tell Taylor she’s very welcome. The cake she made wasamazing.” Her eyes fluttered as her pants were unbuttoned, her zipper lowered.In a quick motion, Gia slid her jeans right off her body. Elle’s eyes wentwide.
“Don’t tell her I told you this, but the cake was from a box. Sheexcels at finding the best boxes, though, and now she’s poking me in the armfor telling her secrets. I’m fucked.”
Elle shivered at the use of the word coupled with Gia’s handsliding slowly between her legs. When that hand applied pressure to the squareof fabric, she bit her lip hard. “Boxes can be just as good,” Elle said evenly.“Who doesn’t, uh, love a boxed dessert?”
“Right? She’s a whiz of innovation,” Isabel said, just as thefabric square was moved to the side. With just a touch of her tongue, Elledropped her head back. Gia groaned quietly.
“Thanks so much for calling, Iz. I’m sure I’ll be…seeing yousoon.”
“No doubt. Take care, Elle. Oh! I forgot to tell you. We’d loveyou both to drop by set sometime. I know you’re a fan of the show, and it mightbe fun to see the shooting of a scene or two.”
Elle dug her fingers into the couch as Gia worked her magic andthe pressure built steadily.
“We wouldn’t miss it.”
Moments from orgasm, Gia took the phone. “Hey, Iz. I gotta stealElle for a second. Household matter. We’ll talk later.” She clicked off thecall and tossed the phone behind her onto the carpet. “Where was I?” she asked,moving in for more.
Ten seconds later, Elle knew exactly where she was: enjoying theblissful payout from just one of the many sexy moments that came with lifealongside Gia, whose name she repeated as she savored the wash of pleasure.
Elle never knew such happiness was possible for her. Looking backon her life just one year ago was startling, almost unrecognizable. Her mundaneexistence had shifted dramatically to a full and rich life alongside one of thekindest and most beautiful people she’d ever known.
She looked forward to waking up each day, seeing what the worldhad in store. For the first time…she felt alive.
“What about a little surfing at dusk?” Gia asked. “Would you be upfor that?”
“Yes, Four,” Elle said with a sated smile. “I would love to surfwith you tonight. And after that, I have a few plans of my own for you.”
Gia blinked back at her. They shared a lingering kiss as, throughthe window behind them, the sun descended slowly to the water.
“This has been a really good day,” Gia murmured.
Elle smiled against her mouth. “I have a feeling we can top it.”
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97 (Reading here)