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B ryce had already come twice, which wasn’t unusual when she was alone. Often, she would give herself a warm-up orgasm with her hand and watch a really well-done sex scene in one of the few decent lesbian romance films, and she’d slowly bring herself to another. Sometimes, she’d replay the scene over again and go for a third, and on a few occasions, she had tried for a fourth with a vibrator. Once sated, she’d turn off the TV and try to get some sleep.

With a partner, though, she hadn’t ever had two in a row so quickly and still needed another one. It wasn’t that they weren’t good, so she needed that explosive orgasm to make her body relax. She was plenty relaxed against Sophie’s body. Her face was against Sophie’s neck, and Sophie’s hands were in her hair and running over her back, which Bryce knew was clammy. She’d come hard both times and could easily fall asleep, content in Sophie’s arms just like this, but then Sophie was asking her that question.

“Can I touch you now?”

Bryce smiled against her neck because, yes, Sophie could touch her now. She could make her come again, and probably easily because Bryce’s body was thrumming. Her heart was still beating fast. The tingles in her fingers and toes hadn’t yet subsided, and just hearing Sophie ask her that question had her more than ready to come again.

She didn’t move at first, though. Bryce loved that she could feel Sophie’s heart racing in her chest. She loved how Sophie felt, how she smelled, and she definitely loved how every inch of her tasted. She loved how she sounded when she came, and she loved how they’d kept eye contact during their shared orgasm. Seeing Sophie so vulnerable like that, face and neck flushed and her mouth wide open, silently expressing her pleasure until she was taken over the edge by Bryce’s touch, was more than enough for Bryce to know for sure that this was it for her. Sophie was her Sophie, after all.

“Bry?” Sophie said softly.

“Yeah?”

“You’re still on top of me.”

“I really don’t see a problem here,” she replied.

Sophie chuckled, and Bryce felt it in her still-tingling toes. She shifted to look down at her, needing to look into Sophie’s smiling eyes.

“Soph?”

“Yes?” Sophie wrapped her arms around Bryce’s neck.

“We have things to figure out, but I want to be an us with you.”

Sophie nodded and said, “I want to be an us with you, too.”

Content with the answer, Bryce leaned down and kissed Sophie slowly while her hand roamed up and down Sophie’s side. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Sophie’s hips started to rise and fall, so Bryce took the hint and rolled onto her side and then her back. Sophie straddled her hips, and Bryce thought she could get used to this view. Sophie’s breasts were larger than hers. They were full and perfect, and she wanted to taste them for hours. Her hands went to cup them, and she massaged them as Sophie began to rock against Bryce’s stomach.

She wondered if she could make Sophie come like this, massaging her breasts and just letting her rub herself all over Bryce’s stomach, but before she could find out, Sophie was shifting until her knee was trying to push Bryce’s legs apart. Sophie looked down, and Bryce could swear she saw a smirk there as Sophie took her in. She knew she was very wet and probably still swollen, too, and Sophie seemed to enjoy the sight.

“Do you know how many times I thought about this?” Sophie asked as she moved to hover over her.

“About as much as I did?” she asked, rubbing her hands over Sophie’s back.

“If you thought about it every night and multiple times throughout the day when you should ’ve been working, then yes,” Sophie replied.

“If only you knew how many times I touched myself thinking about you doing it,” Bryce said.

“Was it every day? Because I think, for the past year, it’s been about every day for me.”

“Really?”

“Did you go through my stuff when you were in my room?”

“What? No,” Bryce replied, shaking her head.

“Well, if you had, you would’ve found my drawer.”

“Oh. Your drawer ?” Bryce said, knowing exactly what kind of drawer Sophie was referring to because she had one of her own.

“Yes, that drawer,” Sophie confirmed. “And you would have discovered everything I used to get me there when I was thinking about you doing what you just did to me.”

“Everything, huh?”

“I have many options,” Sophie revealed.

“And did you use all of them when you thought about me?”

“Yes, I’m pretty sure I did,” Sophie said with a smirk.

“Damn,” Bryce replied. “Can I watch you do that next time?”

“I have a feeling you’ll have to.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we have your trip here, and I’ll visit you , but in between…” Sophie said as she settled between Bryce’s hips. “We’ll have to get creative.”

Bryce smiled into Sophie’s kiss, and when Sophie made her come for the third time in under an hour, it was with her fingers playing with Bryce’s clit. Not long after that, her mouth was on Bryce, and Bryce’s hips couldn’t stop moving against Sophie’s face until she finally released.

Later, as they lay together, not talking about anything in particular, they both remained naked as if they knew this was merely the interlude, so there was no need to put clothes back on yet. When they found each other again, Bryce slowly pushed inside Sophie this time, bringing her to a soft orgasm before she took more time exploring Sophie’s body. When Sophie rolled over onto her stomach, Bryce took full advantage and entered her from behind. Sophie was on all fours then, letting Bryce take her in one of the ways Bryce had imagined, but this was so much better.

By the time morning had come, she was more exhausted than she’d ever been. Bryce hadn’t slept at all. Around four in the morning, Sophie had finally dozed off against her chest, and Bryce had just held her. She’d watched the sun come up through the curtained window and listened to Sophie’s breathing, feeling her own chest rise and fall with each breath. She couldn’t believe she was here, holding on to a naked Sophie, the woman she’d fallen for instantly, and now, had fallen for again.

“Penny for those thoughts.”

Bryce smiled, hearing Sophie’s morning voice, which held signs of a sore throat due to what they’d done throughout the night.

“Good morning,” she said.

“When did you wake up?” Sophie asked, making no attempt to move.

“I never fell asleep.”

“What?” Sophie asked, shifting to look at Bryce then. “Babe, why? Is everything–”

“Soph, it’s a good thing.” Bryce smiled at her. “I just kept thinking about how you were against my chest, sleeping. I’d smile, and I worried that if I went to sleep, I’d wake up and…”

“It would be a dream?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, for a second, when I was in between asleep and awake, I might have worried about the same thing, but then I felt you, and I knew you were really here.”

“Kiss me,” Bryce said.

Sophie leaned down and kissed Bryce sweetly.

“Like that?” she teased.

“Not exactly what I had in mind.”

Bryce flipped them quickly until she had Sophie on her back.

“I think I really like mornings with you,” Sophie said as she wrapped her arms around Bryce’s neck.

“We should stay at your place tonight. There’s a kitchen, so I can wake up tomorrow and make you way better coffee than this in-room coffee maker. Maybe breakfast, too? Eggs? Bacon?”

“We would need to go grocery shopping today, then,” Sophie replied. “I have neither of those things in my fridge.”

“Let’s do it,” she said. “I want all the chores with you.”

“You want chores?”

“I want the life, Soph. Groceries are part of it. I want to argue about who takes out the trash and who drank the last of the orange juice.”

“I don’t like orange juice.”

“You don’t? Who doesn’t like orange juice?”

“I tolerate it if it’s the only option, but it’s not something I buy for myself.”

“Then, I’ll buy…” she started.

“Grapefruit juice.”

Bryce smiled down at her and thought about Sophie’s shampoo.

“I’m sensing a theme,” she said as she kissed Sophie’s neck.

“A coincidental one. I bought the shampoo-conditioner set because it was on sale. I didn’t even check the scent.”

“Has it been on sale this whole time?”

“No.” Sophie laughed. “You seemed to like it, so I kept buying it.”

Bryce smiled before she tugged on Sophie’s earlobe with her teeth. It was too soon to tell her; she knew that. But she felt it, and every time Sophie said something like that, Bryce wanted to tell her. They were on the tip of her tongue, those three words, but they’d only had a couple of days together, and things had been intense from the beginning with them, so she wanted to be careful.

When her hand slipped between Sophie’s legs, Sophie parted them for her farther. As Bryce sucked on her pulse point, her fingers danced around Sophie’s clit, not touching it directly just yet. She wanted Sophie to come, but not quickly this time. The rush of last night, of needing their first time to be quick, had passed, and now, she wanted to enjoy this as much, if not more, than Sophie as she explored her slowly, dragging her fingers up and down before moving to the side. When she could resist no longer, Bryce flicked her fingers a few times, earning some gasps before she squeezed Sophie’s clit between her thumb and forefinger, getting a moan out of her with that.

“You too,” Sophie said before Bryce kissed her.

Bryce lowered her own sex over Sophie’s thigh but let Sophie’s hand move between them. When Sophie’s fingers slipped between Bryce’s folds, they were off.

“I really like mornings with you,” Sophie said breathlessly as her hips lifted and fell repeatedly.

Bryce kissed her again, and when they came together, it was with their foreheads pressed, eyes closed, and gasps that the other could feel against their own lips.

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Sophie was walking around Bryce’s hotel room naked. She’d dropped the towel after drying off and was looking for her jeans from the previous night, which had ended up on the floor. Bryce had dried off after their shower, too, but she’d chosen to climb back into bed, thinking Sophie would do the same so that they could plan their day. Now, she watched Sophie bend over to pick up her jeans, and it took everything in her not to pull the woman back into bed with her and make her come again. She knew they were both too exhausted for that, though, and probably too sore as well.

When Sophie’s phone rang from its position on the desk, she looked at Bryce as if Bryce would know who was calling her. Bryce just shrugged. Sophie looked down at the phone and picked it up.

“Hello?” Sophie paused for a second. “Oh, hi.”

Bryce sat up in bed, wondering who she was talking to now.

“Really? Yeah, great.” Sophie paused again. “I can do that.” Another pause. “Okay. That sounds great. Thank you.” Sophie hung up, dropped the jeans back onto the floor, and jumped onto the bed and on top of Bryce. “They want me to interview again,” she said with a smile.

“What? Who?”

“Arnette. That was their recruiter. She said they just needed me to talk to one more person. It’s someone I know from when I was there last time. If that goes well, it’s the last step. I’d get the job.”

“Really? That’s awesome, babe. I told you that you were worrying for nothing yesterday. You nailed that interview.”

Sophie fell into her body, and Bryce held on to her.

“It’s not a done deal yet, but I’m so close.”

“I know. I’m so happy for you, beautiful.” She kissed Sophie’s temple.

“I wouldn’t have to move to Atlanta.”

“No, you wouldn’t.”

“That’s important because my girlfriend said she would never live there.”

Bryce smiled, hearing that word for the first time, and nodded.

“I have a feeling that if you had to be there for work, I’d have to change my mind on that.”

Sophie looked down at her and replied, “You said you couldn’t see yourself living there.”

“And I meant it. But now that we’ve done this, I can’t exactly see myself without you, either.”

“I wouldn’t ask you to move somewhere just for me, Bry. We’d have to find something that works for both of us. I don’t want one of us to wake up one day resenting the other person because we moved somewhere that doesn’t make us happy.”

“I don’t want that, either,” Bryce said. “We’ll talk later. When’s your interview?”

“Oh, crap.” Sophie got out of bed quickly. “In, like, two hours. He was free today, so I said I could do it.”

“Well, let’s get going, then,” she replied. “Unless you want me to stay here.”

“No way. Come on. Bring your stuff for the night, too.”

“You’re kind of a bossy girlfriend, you know?” Bryce teased.

“ Who had my hands pinned to the wall last night?” Sophie asked as she put on her bra.

“God, don’t remind me. You’ll only turn me on again, and we need to get you home.”

“There’s always after the interview,” Sophie replied as she slipped into her shirt.

“Fuck,” Bryce whispered as she looked at Sophie, who was only wearing a shirt, which meant she could see everything below her waist with perfect clarity. “Are you wet right now?”

“No way. We have to go,” Sophie told her and reached for her underwear.

“Just answer the question, Santiago,” Bryce said as she shifted to a sitting position on the end of the bed.

“Yes,” Sophie replied. “Since I turned around and saw you in the bar, wearing the same sexy outfit you had on when we met.”

Bryce gripped Sophie’s hips and pulled her toward her.

“Keep it that way. After you crush your interview, we’re going to spend the rest of the day in bed.”

She lifted Sophie’s shirt a bit and kissed her stomach.

“What about that grocery shopping you wanted to do?” Sophie asked with her hands on Bryce’s shoulders.

“I’ll do it during your interview. We can make a list on the way to your place, and you can tell me where the store is.”

“Let’s go together. I think if a new couple can survive a grocery store, that’s a good sign of longevity.”

“I thought that was IKEA,” Bryce replied, looking up at her.

“We can do that the next time you’re here,” Sophie joked with a laugh and ran a quick hand through Bryce’s hair before she moved out of her grasp.