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Linda

Noa managed to convince Axel to let us stay in separate – but adjoining – apartments.

When she justified it by saying he won’t want to hear the sounds we’ll be making, I thought I was going to have a panic attack.

Harriet and Jack both looked flabbergasted!

The world is ending, yet I don’t think I’m ever going to recover from an elderly couple knowing the two girls they just met planned on having sex a few doors down.

“Did you have to say it in front of them?” I ask for the tenth time, wringing my hands out.

Noa snoops around the apartment the couple let us into, smirking at me. “You need to relax. You’re going to give yourself premature gray hair.” She stops and gives me a calculating look. “You know what you need? A nice soak in a bath.”

As her words penetrate, I stop walking in circles to blink at her in confusion. “A bath?”

She hums and opens the bathroom door, then indicates the tub like a showroom hostess. “Ta-da.”

I pad closer like the porcelain is a mirage. “I can’t believe this place has a bathtub. Is the water hot?”

Noa turns the taps and runs her hand under the stream. She cringes. “Lukewarm at best. But you get ready, I’m going to use the stove to boil some water in the kitchen.” With that, she leaves me alone in the bathroom.

First, I clean the bathtub with the cleaning supplies I find under the sink. I don’t care if it’s the end of the world, as long as there’s Clorox, I’m gonna use it. I plug the tub and open the taps again.

Then, I awkwardly undress. I look at myself in the mirror, the dimples in my thighs accentuated by the harsh artificial lighting, the stretch marks on my stomach standing out as well.

I definitely lost some weight this last week, but I’m never going to have Noa’s supermodel physique, even if I walk hours every day and eat sparingly.

“Why are you crying?” I jump at Noa’s harsh tone, turning my back on the mirror to face her. She’s wearing a frown that spells out doom for whoever or whatever hurt me.

“I’m just…” I sigh. “The mirror. I see I lost weight, but I don’t look better. I look tired and unhealthy.” I hang my head because I can’t hold her direct gaze anymore. I see her feet as she approaches me, then feel her hands on my face, gently lifting it up again.

“Linda. You were perfect before and you’re perfect now.

Trust me, I don’t see what you see in that mirror.

” She swipes the pad of her thumb over my lower lip.

“I see your gorgeous face, with these beautiful eyes and lips, and your amazing hair.” She caresses my unbound hair and her voice turns huskier.

“These curves that have made me live in a constant state of horniness since I first laid eyes on them,” she practically growls, looking down at my breasts and hips.

My face heats up at the praise I’m not used to receiving.

There’s an open wound inside me that I’ve carried for as long as I can remember. It makes itself known now, pulsing, tingling, possibly healing just a little bit as Noa’s hand sweeps down my side and settles on my hips.

“Get in the tub, baby,” she whispers, then turns to grab the water she boiled. When she pours it into the lukewarm water already in the bathtub, steam rises, filling the bathroom.

Gingerly, I step into the warm bath, my feet instantly relaxing. I moan at the sensation and Noa snorts. She helps me lower myself down, then sits on the floor next to the tub.

“You don’t want a bath?” I ask shyly, stretching as much as I can and wiggling to get comfortable.

Noa gives me a signature smirk before grabbing a fresh packet of soap.

“Maybe later,” she says, lathering up some bubbles.

She starts cleaning my neck and shoulders, lingering over my breasts and swiping her thumb over my nipples so many times I all but cross my legs.

Then her hand moves over my belly and sides, skipping over my pussy to clean my legs instead.

Her eyes catch mine when she lathers up more suds and I know what’s coming.

I welcome it because having her reverent touch on my skin makes me forget about everything but the need to come.

Noa’s soapy hand washes between my legs, thoroughly cleaning every crevice, her finger pressing against my back hole as well.

My breathing picks up speed with every pass of her slickened fingers against sensitive nerves.

When the tip of her finger breaches the tight ring of my ass, I jump, splashing water over her.

“Oh!” I exclaim in surprise.

Noa blinks water off her eyelashes, but she doesn’t get mad that I got her wet. Instead, she looks at me like I’m a precious thing. “We’ll revisit this later,” she says, wiggling her fingertip inside me a bit before removing it.

I’m still blinking at her when she brings an object out, waving it in front of my face. It’s the purple rose toy. My mouth falls open.

“It’s waterproof,” she whispers with a conspiratorial wink.

At a loss for words, I watch her as she turns on the sex toy. The humming sound seems so loud, bouncing off the tiles and water, and I can feel the tips of my ears ignite. When it hits the water, sputtering joins the buzzing.

“Spread your legs, pretty girl.”

She must have my thighs charmed like snakes with a flute because they spread at her command without my brain giving any input. I watch in a daze as she positions the toy over my clit, swollen and peeking out from between my nether lips.

“Ah, oh my God,” I squeal as it makes contact, my head hitting the edge of the tub. I don’t even care that it smarts.

“Shh,” Noa soothes, her other hand pressing on my stomach. “Let me take care of you, baby.”

“I–I–I’m s–so c–close already,” I stutter through clenched teeth, my whole body shaking from the pleasure. It’s too much, too fast.

“I know, sweetie, I can tell,” Noa exhales, leaning down to take my nipple into her mouth, rolling her piercing over it.

When she sucks so hard her cheeks hollow out, my back arches up, my pelvis pressing hard against the toy.

I scream and her mouth covers mine, swallowing the sound.

I feel like I’m floating in more than just the water as waves of bliss roll over me, again and again.

When I open my eyes, I see nothing but Noa’s face. Our foreheads are pressed together and she’s smiling gently at me. “Are you alright?” she asks.

I nod then reach up to tug at her top. “Get in here,” I breathe, my voice rough.

Her smile is brilliant and doesn’t leave her face the entire time as she shucks her clothes and carefully steps between the tub wall and my legs.

When she lies down on top of me, water splashes out of the tub, and we both giggle.

For long minutes, we kiss, caressing each other’s bodies.

I don’t think I’ve ever had a moment like this with a boy.

As the water cools, I’m made aware of the heat between Noa’s legs over my thigh and the way she squirms against me. “Do you…” I bite my lip and Noa lifts a sculpted eyebrow. “Do you want to come too?” I finish, drowning in embarrassment.

When she licks her lips, I’m briefly mesmerized by the glinting piercing. “Could you do something for me?” she asks quietly.

“Anything,” I reply, my voice coming out breathy.

“Switch places with me,” she instructs, lifting up so I can maneuver enough to give her space against the backrest. “Sit back on your heels.”

Confused, I position myself so I’m kneeling between her spread legs. I quickly forget about everything other than the sight of her trimmed pussy, the tattoo of my name just visible between her thighs.

“You like it?” she asks with a purr and I flush for the hundredth time this week.

Yes, I freaking like, and I don’t know how I feel about that.

Vaginas never used to make me drool. I glance up and nod, my gaze quickly drawn back to her taut belly and what lies underneath.

“Good,” she breathes. “Now, eat me out.”

I sputter and cough, looking between her face and her pussy. “Really?” I squeak. “What… what if I do it wrong?”

Her chuckle sends an echo of lust through my womb. “There’s no way you’re going to do it wrong, baby. I’ll tell you what to do.”

“O–okay,” I concede, nervously chewing on my bottom lip.

I scoot back as far as I can, then lean down.

There’s still too much space between my lips and her pussy, though, so I place my hands under her bum and lift her up to my mouth like she’s the holy grail and I’m about to drain the very last drop.

When my lips are so close that her short pubic hair tickles my lips, I hesitate again.

“Use your tongue. Lick anywhere you want to start.”

Grateful for her instructions, I extend my tongue, my shaky breath coming out of my mouth with it.

I lick around her opening and warm musk, diluted by the bath, teases my tastebuds.

“Mpf,” I hum in surprise. Noa laughs softly, her hand coming to the back of my head.

Intrigued, I stiffen my tongue to pierce into the source of the inviting taste, swirling around for more.

This time Noa grunts in surprise, her hand clenching in my hair.

“God, pretty girl. That’s so good,” she praises.

Emboldened, I bring a hand up to replace my tongue with my finger. I watch as it slowly disappears into her silky channel. When it’s as far as I can push it, I turn my hand so I can stroke the upper wall.

“Fuck, Linda!” Noa hisses. “You’re a natural.”

Feeling almost cocky now, I smile as I lower my mouth to her pussy again and take her throbbing clit between my lips. Noa grabs the back of my head like she’s going to pull me in closer, but obviously stops herself. I take the hint, though, pressing harder, sucking on the little nub.

Noa’s moaning in earnest now, the titillating sounds seemingly coming from every corner of the bathroom as they bounce from the walls.

“You’re killing me, baby,” she gasps, rhythmically lifting and lowering her bum like she wants to hump my face. Wanting to give her more, I start thrusting my finger inside her faster, harder.

“You’re gonna make me come like that. God, I love you so fucking much, Linda.”

Something snaps inside me with those words and I descend on her like an animal. I add another finger and fuck her as fast as I can. I take her clit between my lips and start flicking my tongue over it rapidly.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The dam breaks. With a guttural groan, Noa clenches over my fingers and gushes over my hand and face. Sobbing my name, she falls apart in my arms as her muscles contract and expand over and over in a seemingly endless orgasm.