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James kissed me at the same time as she played with one of my nipples and I gasped in surprise, but she just let out a throaty laugh, dancing her fingers down my body and stroking the insides of my thighs to make me open them. It was almost impossible to focus on kissing her when I knew where her hand was going.

It was already too much sensation. I had never, ever felt like this and there wasn’t time to analyze that now. I didn’t have the brain capacity.

James’s tongue stroked into my mouth and I was completely lost. She was so damn good at this. Her fingers were sure and skilled as she stroked the sides of my clit, thrust inside me, and did a whole bunch of other things that had me gasping and whimpering and moaning.

It wasn’t a conscious decision to thrust my hips against her hand, but it was happening and the heel of her hand was hammering at my clit and she had discovered my G-spot and was doing all kinds of things to it as if in retaliation for what I’d done to hers. I was going to need her to give me a rundown of all her tricks after this was over. Everything I had done was based on what I liked for myself, but she knew so much more than I did. Had so much more pussy-pleasing experience.

There was only so much you could learn from porn, which Connor had loved to watch. It had always been very specific, and I’d always watched it to please him. The kind he liked was so fake to me.

“You’re thinking too much, baby,” James said, and I loved the way that word sounded when she said it. I loved the way it was directed atme.

She pressed hard against my clit, making me whimper before she thrust her fingers hard and fast in and out of me and I knew that I was going to come. I was absolutely going to come.

“I’m close, I’m close,” I told her, and I could feel her smiling into my mouth. She was pleased.

“Come on. Be a good girl and let me see you come.” The combination of the words and the efforts of her hand detonated an orgasm that stole my breath and had stars exploding in my eyelids like fireworks. The climax grabbed me by the throat and didn’t let go as I surrendered to it. Nothing had ever felt like this before.

Nothing.

When my eyes opened at last and I saw James smiling down at me, I had to kiss her again with tingling lips. My skin was ultra-sensitive as James traced gentle patterns on my hips and belly.

“Well?” she asked.

“Well what?” Thinking was still somewhat of a challenge right now.

“What did you think?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“I don’t know what to say.” That was as honest and answer as I could give her.

She laughed softly and then leaned down to kiss my forehead. “You’re still totally out of it, baby.”

“I like it when you call me that,” I managed to say.

She seemed surprised. “You want me to call you baby?”

“Just for tonight,” I clarified. “Just for now.”

James nodded. “Right. For tonight.”

She lay beside me on her side, and I could feel her gazing at me.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked her.

“I’m thinking that you’re so fucking beautiful, Delaney. And that I feel honored you let me see you like this.”

I turned my head and my heart did that thing again where it stopped for a second.

“Thank you,” I said, because that seemed like the right response.

She grinned even wider. “You’re more than welcome, baby.”

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Her bed was still wet,so we got up and I helped her change the blankets.

“I guess I should…go?” I asked.

“You don’t have to. I mean, I was going to take a shower. You could come with me. If you want?” If you’d told me this caring, gentle woman was the same girl who had made me cry in the locker room all those years before, I would have said you had the wrong woman. Yet here I was, hopping into James’s shower and fighting over who got to stand under the water.