Page 37 of Liquid Courage
Chapter 11
Kat thought she was going to die.
She writhed like a madwoman, shouting epithets into the darkness as she reached the pivotal moment of lovemaking with Vivian. The world was dark as fatigue threatened to wipe her out. But how could she pass outnow?Just because her measly body could barely process how good it felt? Because the pillow swallowed her screams and her bedding absorbed the erratic movements of climax?
Granted, it was a good reason to pass out. But as long as Vivian kept going, Kat swore she would too!
Who the fuck knew how many times she came, how many times Vivian came, or how often they both reached the precipice before returning to consciousness because someone giggled or made some other sound that was worthy of notice? But when freefall into pleasure abated, another began, squeezing them both to ensure that one never left the other. It was the kind of ecstasy that Kat rarely experienced with someone else. Hell, she barely knew what it was like to feel so good withfriends,let alone people she had sex with! Who knew that this was the kind of bombshell lurking inside Vivian? Had any other woman been worth the agonizing wait?
Eventually, Vivian did what she promised she wouldn’t – she begged for the fun to stop, because she was done.
They lay side by side for a long while, their breaths synchronized and their flirtatious words muted. Aside from the aura enveloping them both, the only thing that connected them were the held hands between their bodies. Sweat threatened to slip them apart.
“See?” Kat finally croaked when she had the strength again. “You’re damn beautiful. You officially can’t let anyone else ever tell you otherwise.” She squeezed Vivian’s hand. “I’ve never seen a hotter woman come like that before. Don’t tell me you don’t feel better now.”
“It’s not that simple,” Vivian whispered.
“Ah, whatever.” Kat rolled against her.Look at her. Pure sensuality.There hadn’t ever been a more gorgeous woman in this bed before. “You’re gonna spend the night, right?”
Vivian waited a few seconds before answering. “I can stay?”
“Of course you can. I ain’t the type to kick girls out.”
“We gonna get breakfast in the morning.”
“I will make you the best damn pancakes in theworld.” Kat flung a lazy hand into the air, as if she flipped a pancake in a frying pan. “Legendary. And when I’m done smothering them in butter and syrup, I’ll do you next.”
“Ewww.” Vivian snorted in laughter. “Which brings me to my next point. I usually like to take a shower before going to sleep.”
“Shower? We can shower.” Kat kissed the tip of Vivian’s chin. The salt of her abundant sweat definitely signaled that they should take a shower. Together. “I want to see this body of yours in the light, anyway.”
“Funny.” Vivian propped herself up on her arm and met Kat’s gaze in the shadows. “I was thinking the same thing about yours.”
Kat fell into a fit of embarrassed sounds and movements. She may have done most of the pursuing in this relationship, had enough sex to make her own mother blush, and seen every inch of Vivian’s body, but she was still excited to be told that she was pretty enough to be seen in her most intimate state. Vivian wasn’t the only one who could excitedly kick her feet and squeal like a girl in love for the first time.
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“What the fucking blazes has gotten intoher?”
That inquiry came from Stewart, Kat’s boss at the fish buyer down at the docks. She had waltzed in whistling and greeting her fellow coworkers with great fervor on a freezing cold Monday morning. The first boats of the day were coming into port, full of the shit that got Kat paid every two weeks.Pay day is this week! Yay!That meant paying her rent and having a little leftover to go on another sweet date with Vivian, who had woken up as early as Kat so she could race home and get ready for her office job.
The best day… the best night of my life.Kat, drowning in her layers of winter wear and overalls so she could survive the freezing temperatures of the opened building, continued to dance where she stood.
“Seriously, what’s gotten into her?” Stewart ripped the ticket off his clipboard and handed it to a fisherman. “Hey, Kat! You ain’t on no drugs, are you? ‘Cause we don’t tolerate that.”
Kat couldn’t even be offended. “I’m high on life, Stewart!”
“High on life my fucking ass. You better not be on the weed again.”
“Not unless you’re sharing it with him,” Kat’s coworker mumbled. “Because then he’ll let you off the hook.”
Kat grinned. “Just had a great day yesterday, that’s all. Don’t worry. I’ll be back to my usual self by tomorrow.”
“Good night at the bar? You must’ve made thousands in tips or something.”
“Nah. Took the day off. Went out with a girl I’ve been seeing for the past week.” It wasn’t a secret that Kat preferred women. Didn’t mean her coworkers wanted all the dirty details, but there were a few who wouldn’t give her too much crap about it. Like this guy! “You ever go out with someone and be absolutely convinced that you’re going to be married by this time next year?”
They closed up their bins while waiting for the next vessel to finish its trek into port. “Three times now,” the coworker said. “Three messy divorces to go with it.”
