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She gently spread Dani’s legs and looked at the wetness that was waiting for her. She wanted to savor it, bask in seeing what she did to this beautiful woman, but she was aching to taste her. She kissed her mound and then her outer lips, making sure her kisses were filled with both affection and desire, as she trailed over Dani’s quivering sex.
Dipping her head, she used her tongue to part delicate folds and run the length of her pussy. She loved the taste of Dani, and sheused every part of her mouth. Her teeth bite her vulva, her tongue dove deep inside her walls, her lips sucking on her clit.
Dani’s breathing was already becoming shallow, and she was right. This was definitely about to be quick. “Please, baby, I need you.” Dani’s eyes were already screwed tight, her body so ready to come. She threaded her fingers through Jaz’s thick, dark hair.
“Look at me, honey, watch what I’m going to do to you,” Jaz implored. Dani opened her eyes to see Jaz’s dark face between her pale thighs, her expression engulfed in arousal. She hoped Dani could feel her stare throughout her entire body.
She used the flat of her tongue and licked from top to bottom and then put her lips around her clit and sucked just the way Dani liked it. She quickly added two fingers into her depths. Dani immediately clinched and swallowed them. She could barely thrust with Dani’s body already approaching the edge, every ridge of muscle and nerve tightening around her. But she wasn’t going to stop until she got her there.
Dani’s thighs tightened around her head with her hands on the back of her head, holding her in place as her body convulsed in an intense orgasm.
“My God, how are you so good at that?” Dani asked, still trying to catch her breath.
Jaz wiped her mouth on the side of Dani’s thigh before kissing her way up the rest of her body until she met hermouth.
She finally pulled back and settled her chin on Dani’s sternum. “Just trying to make up for lost time.”
Dani’s arms were above her head, eyes closed, essentially laid out in bliss. “You mean us waiting months with all this obvious sexual tension between us?”
“I wouldn’t call it sexual tension, more so extreme dislike that gave way to something else. Moreover, I can’t believe I went five years without this.”
Dani’s eyes snapped open, and she stared at her like she had only one boob. “Woah, woah, woah, hold up here. I thought you said your last relationship ended five years ago.”
“It did,” Jaz replied flatly.
“So you haven’t been with anyone? I just assumed that you had at least had sex since then.”
Jaz shook her head no and smiled. “Nope, nothing since Lena and I broke up. I’ve been busy, you know, winning tournaments and becoming one of the greatest tennis players of all time.”
“I mean, I was playing tennis too, but I still had time for sex. I’ll be honest, many of them were one-night stands, so there weren’t commitments or people taking my focus away from tennis.” Dani’s face was still in shock. “Wow, just wow. Learning something different and new about you every day, Jaz Mason. I still can’t believe I never heard any rumors about your relationship with Lena or anything about you being queer. Nothing on this tour stays private for long, and everything leaks nowadays.”
Jaz kissed her left breast, giving herself time to respond. She didn’t really want to go down the rabbit hole that was her and Lena’s relationship at that moment, and the secretiveness, but shealso knew Dani had a right to know something. “This was a while back, but Lena and I intentionally kept things quiet and away from the tour as much as possible. Neither one of us thought it was a good idea to broadcast it. She was my physio, so there was the employer-employee dynamic, plus we didn’t want to make things awkward for everyone.”
“I get that, but you know the number of relationships that happen on tour between coaches, managers, support teams, and players? Everyone is just dating everyone because it’s the only people you see on a consistent basis.” Dani was right. There were so many random relationships and heartbreaks on both the men’s and women’s tour. It seemed like everyone was dating someone tennis adjacent.
“But what about all the other women before her? No one said a thing, or did you have them sign confidentiality agreements or something?” Dani pondered, likely trying to piece everything together in her own head.
“There were no other women. Just Lena and now you,” Jaz again stated matter-of-factly.
Dani’s eyes got big like saucers, again, and tilted her head to the side as she pondered that statement. “So you mean to tell me, Jaz Mason, every queer woman’s wet dream, has only had one other sexual partner?”
“Pretty much.” Should Jaz be embarrassed by that? She didn’t know if this was a good thing or a bad thing. Obviously, Dani had been with more women than her, even though she was fifteen years younger. She just lamented about all the one-night stands that she had.
“How is that possible? You’re stunning, you’re a professional athlete, and you have everything going for you that goes with that, namely, rich.” Dani shook her head and opened and closed her mouth like she failed to comprehend Jaz’s truth. She finally blurted, “And how are you so good at this? You’re great in bed!”
Well, that one was easy for Jaz to answer. “I told you I’m the best and I make it a point to attack everything in my life with detail, attention, and precision.”
Dani smacked her on the ass. “Cocky much.”
She flinched in mock displeasure. “Ow, woman. It's not cocky if it's true.”
Dani rolled her eyes. “Whatever. So Lena was your first and only relationship? How does your family feel about you dating women, or, I guess, the only woman before me? You said they are a pretty traditional southern family.”
Jaz raised her head from Dani’s chest and balanced it on her palm. “Brandon pretty much knew, and he wasn’t shocked at all. I’m not really sure if my parents know or not. I’ve never really had that conversation with them, as Lena and I kept everything quiet. Plus, it’s not like they are going to say much given I’m more successful than they could have ever dreamed, and I pay all their bills. So I doubt they would bite the hand that feeds them and have a negative response about it.”
When Jaz thought about it, it was actually really sad. Her parents didn’t really know her or much about her life.
“How about you? How did Brittany and Georgios Kappas handle their only child and princess being a lesbian?” Jaz wonderedoutloud.
