Page 14 of Carnal Desire

Sadie gripped my shoulders and closed her eyes.

“Good girl,” I shouted.

I was close enough to catch her sharp inhale of breath. She liked that.

Sadie gradually relaxed, moving to the music while holding onto my shoulders like I was a lifeline. I didn’t mind that. I didn’t mind it at all. I watched as she circled her hips and bobbed her head to the beat, mimicking my movements.

The song changed and I circled around her, sliding my body against her back, rolling my hips against her ass. I thought maybe she’d turn around and punch me, but to my surprise, Sadie reached behind her and put her hands around my neck, holding me close. I resisted the urge to kiss her as I ground against her.

We danced like that for a minute or two, then circled around to face each other again, our bodies moving in tandem until the third song started. This one was a slow song, Melissa Etheridge’s “I’ve Loved You Before”. I knew without even looking up at the VIP area that one of my friends was responsible for that selection.

I pulled Sadie closer and when she dropped her head on my shoulder and wrapped her arms around my waist, I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the song. At some point my hands slipped down to Sadie’s ass and instead of complaining, she relaxed into my body like she didn’t want to be anywhere else. We fit together perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle, and as we swayed together, I was filled with a contentment that I’d never felt before.

Everything else faded away. The other dancers. My friends on the balcony. The entire world was me holding Sadie in my arms. Finally. I was acutely aware of her closeness. My panties were damp, and my nipples were hard points, pressing against the fabric of my dress.

Then the song changed again, this time to“I Will Never Be the Same”,confirming my suspicions that my friends were directing the music here now.

“That’s funny,” Sadie murmured, looking up at me. “Two Melissa Etheridge songs in a row, and this isn’t even a lesbian bar.”

I stared into her bright blue eyes, my entire body humming as Melissa sang in the background, then I did what I’d been longing to do for two years: I lowered my head and pressed my lips against Sadie’s.

I started off slowly, the gentle press of lips against lips, but then Sadie sighed, her lips parting, and I couldn’t resist the invitation to slide my tongue inside her mouth. Lifting one hand to cup the back of her head, I explored Sadie’s mouth, rejoicing as she returned the kiss with an equal amount of passion.

We kissed until I felt dizzy from lack of oxygen and then I slid my mouth down to lick along her neck, just like I’d wanted to do forever. She was the tiniest bit sweaty, and I tasted the salt on her skin before returning to press little kisses along her jaw.

“What are we doing?” Sadie asked, raising her voice as the music picked up again.

I pulled back just enough to look at her, my eyes bouncing between hers. She looked a little dazed, and I loved that I’d been the one to put that look on her face. It meant that I wasn’t alone in this. It made me feel a glimmer of hope.

“We’re doing something I’ve wanted to do for a long time,” I said, moving closer again.

“You have?” she asked, a flash of hope crossing her face.

“Yeah.”

She stared at me for a long moment before saying, “I’ve wanted that too.”

This time it was Sadie who was kissing me. And I’d never been happier.

Sadie

There must have been something in the wine -- or maybe Ariel had put me under a spell somehow – because I was not a person who made out in public. And I certainly didn’t dry hump them on a busy dance floor. But as soon as I’d started dancing with the woman who was technically my boss, I’d lost all sense of propriety.

I wrapped my leg around her calf, unable to stand even a hint of space between us, and kissed Ariel like my life depended on it. She tasted like wine and tomato sauce and something uniquely Ariel, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

In the background I was vaguely aware that the song had changed again, the volume turning loud, but even though people were jumping and gyrating around us, Ariel and I stood still,wrapped in each other’s arms and kissing like we were alone and had all night to learn the secrets of each other’s mouths.

Someone bumped into us, and we broke apart, gasping for breath.

“Hey, you girls, why don’t you get a room?” a deep voice asked in a teasing tone. “Or use one of the many rooms you have upstairs? That kiss was hot as hell, but it’s bordering on inappropriate for general company, you dirty girls.”

It took me a second to comprehend that it was Theo who’d interrupted our kiss. He was dancing next to us with his husband Archie, both of them sending us amused smiles. Theo gave me an exaggerated wink.

My face flamed as I realized how intimate Ariel and I had been. How out of control. I’d literally been about two minutes away from throwing Ariel to the floor and fucking her leg like a dog in heat. Or licking her pussy, I wasn’t fussy. I’d never felt so wanton in my life.

All I knew was that I needed more. More Ariel. More kissing. More of these feelings that made the last six years of drama fade away until all I could feel was desire.

“Are you ready to go home?” Ariel asked. She seemed completely unflustered by what had just happened.

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