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“I don’t care about Jill, either,” Enid added. “I only care about you.”

“Then, listen to me,” Caroline said. “Lean back and let me see you.”

Enid smiled at her and leaned back and a little to the right, slouching in that way the cool kids always managed to pull off but that Caroline never had.

“Okay. Now, touch yourself.”

“Yeah?” Enid asked.

“Slowly. And don’t come,” Caroline instructed. “I want to make you do that.”

Then, Caroline herself leaned back and spread her legs. Enid looked down and gasped, which was just what Caroline had been hoping for.

“You expect menotto make myself come while you’re doing that?”

Caroline watched as Enid’s hand began to move beneath her underwear. She sketched it. Well, she outlined it, mostly. She’d have to do the real work later because watching Enid do this was making her wetter. She shifted forward because she wasn’t about to leave any evidence of this on Viv’s bed, where she was sitting. Enid’s eyes had clearly focused on Caroline’s sex, and she was stroking herself faster, liking what she saw there, which had Caroline taking a deep breath because this was the sexiest moment of her life.

Caroline ran her pencil over the paper at a feverish pace, but when she heard Enid moan, she couldn’t take it anymore. She dropped the sketchbook and the pencil to the floor to deal with later and rushed over to Enid, who had stood rapidly the moment Caroline had done it and kicked the chair back against Frank the Fridge. Both of Enid’s hands went into Caroline’s hair, and Caroline didn’t even care that Enid’s right hand had been wet from her own arousal. She could always take another shower later.

“Bed,” Caroline managed out as Enid kissed her hard.

“Not yet,” Enid replied and turned them until Caroline was sitting in her own desk chair, watching Enid remove her jeans and underwear.

“Fuck,” Caroline whispered as Enid repositioned the small rug that Viv had in front of her bed with her leg and knelt on it.

Then, Enid spread Caroline’s legs and moved her face between them.

CHAPTER 21

Enid breathed Caroline in and couldn’t believe this was happening. She’d planned to stop by and talk to the woman, check on her, ask if they were okay, and maybe try to set up another date if she were lucky and Caroline agreed. Instead, she was on her knees on a cold tile floor, with a shaggy rug beneath her to hopefully prevent marks, and she had her head between Caroline’s sexy legs.

Seeing Caroline in a towel earlier had started the tension building in her stomach and lower, but when Caroline had dropped it, Enid had been on her. She had needed her then, and she’d never needed anyone how she needed her right now.

“God,” Caroline gasped out when Enid started stroking her tongue over Caroline’s clit.

She tasted sweet and salty, and Enid licked and licked as Caroline squirmed a bit and had her hand on Enid’s head.

“Tell me what you like,” she said before she licked her again.

“That. Just keep doing that,” Caroline replied.

Enid did. She continued to lick, offering small flicks back and forth every so often, and Caroline continued to shift a little closer to the end of the chair and press Enid’s head down. Enid shifted, too, but the chair had wheels, so even though it was pressed against Frank, it wouldn’t stop moving. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been down there when she shifted againand heard Caroline laugh. Enid paused then and looked up, wondering what Caroline could be laughing about when they were doing this for the first time.

“Sorry, this is just…” Caroline shook her head. “I think I need to be lying down if you’re going to keep doing that.”

“Or, standing up,” Enid suggested.

She watched Caroline smile. Then, she backed up, and Caroline stood. She was so close to Enid that Enid reached out and kissed her stomach, needing to still be touching her skin somehow. Caroline moved quickly until she was leaning against the two dressers, which were stacked on top of one another. Enid followed suit, bringing the rug with her, and Caroline laughed again.

“I need to get an apartment,” she said.

Enid just gripped her hips in response and held her in place. Then, she lifted Caroline’s leg and moved it over her own shoulder before she began devouring her, stopping that laugh and sucking hard until Caroline was gasping and pressing Enid’s head to her center.

“You can… have all of the… Jolly Ranchers if… you don’t… stop,” Caroline added.

Enid didn’t stop. She moaned into her, licked her hard, and continued to suck until Caroline’s hips bucked into her mouth and she came all too soon.

“Enid!” Caroline yelled her name and rocked into her until she slowed and then stopped altogether.

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