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“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Reid said, reaching for me and stroking her hands up and down my sides, causing goosebumps.

“Let me see what’s under that skirt, baby,” she asked softly.

I pulled down the zipper on the side and shimmied out of the skirt. The bottoms I had on matched my bra. Reid didn’t need to know that most days I didn’t bother to match.

“Damn, Sophie,” Reid said. “You’re killing me here and you’re not even naked. Get that cute ass on the bed.”

I laughed as I launched myself onto the bed with a flying leap.

“That’s one way to do it,” Reid said, laughing as she crawled up next to me.

“I know you’re being all bossy and everything, but can you please take your clothes off?” I asked. “Please?”

Reid closed her eyes. “Fuck, you could get anything you wanted when you say that, and you look at me like that.” She stripped off her shirt, revealing a classic black cotton bra. That wasn’t a surprise.

“More?” I asked.

Reid sighed. “You know you’re not being very good at letting me top you, baby.”

“Sorry,” I said, but I wasn’t.

Once Reid had stripped out of her jeans, I got to see her in just her underwear.

“Scared?” she asked, stretching out next to me on the bed, laying on her side.

“No,” I said. I wasn’t scared right now. A little apprehensive. But there was no fear.

“You ready to get naked?” Reid asked.

I took a shaky breath. “Yeah.”

I sat up and watched her as I slid my bra off and let it fall to the floor, pausing while I hooked my fingers in my bottoms.

“All of it,” Reid said, that low command back.

Now or never.

I shimmied out of my bottoms and lay back on the bed, completely and totally naked with another human for the first time.

“Look at you,” Reid said, leaning closer. “You’re absolutely fucking gorgeous, Sophie.”

In that moment, I wasn’t thinking about scars or flaws or stretch marks or any of my other insecurities. I was only thinking about the way that Reid was looking at me.

“You’re utterly perfect,” she said, her voice soft and reverent. “Can I touch you?”

“Yes,” I said. “Please.”

Reid’s fingers were light as she traced them from my cheek down my neck and the top of my chest, fluttering along my collarbone. Those touches were so light that I could barely feel them.

I grabbed her hand and used it to cup my breast, moaning at the contact.

“Oh is that how it’s going to be?” Reid said through a laugh. “You’re a little bit of a brat, you know that?”

“I’m not,” I said as she started stroking me, circling my nipple. Oh, that felt so good. Much better than when I touched myself.

“I have to kiss you, baby,” Reid said, her voice sounding a little desperate.

I reached up to put my hand on the back of her neck to pull her closer until our lips met, causing both of us to moan.