Page 38 of Vying Girls
It’s only when she clutches my wrist that I stop.
‘Got nothing left.’
I pull out gently, her wetness tight.
‘That was insane,’ she sighs.
I stroke her side. ‘That was beautiful.’
She rolls onto her back, encouraging my head to her chest as she drags a blanket over us.
‘You liked it then? Touching a girl?’
‘I loved touching you more than I’ve ever touched anyone.’
I sense her smile as she kisses the top of my head.
‘That’s how I feel every time we do this.’
‘And now so will I.’
‘Yeah? Gonna be a regular thing then?’
‘Are you kidding?’
She chuckles, giving me a pat. ‘Just checking.’
I snuggle in, feeling closer to her than ever after that. It was weirdly binding, the last barrier fallen. Initiation complete.
I snort, kissing the warm skin of her chest.
‘A girl laughing after sex is never a good sign.’
‘Not laughing at you. Just my brain. Guess I’m in the club now.’
‘The sapphic club?’
‘Mm.’
‘Sounds like a good box for today.’
I smile, remembering that particular conversation. I still bring it to mind whenever I’m stressing about not knowing myself. Always Elly’s soothing voice in my mind, calming me down.
‘You’re in my box for today.’
‘Good,’ she replies sleepily. ‘Comfy in here.’
I kiss her skin again, breathing her in. This is my favourite part of us, all this languid cuddling.
‘Uh-oh,’ she says a moment later when we hear the sound of the front door. ‘How much do you wanna bet Haz is about to barge in here looking for you?’
‘Kinda glad they weren’t in for that.’
‘Well, they better get used to it, hey?’
I’m glad I didn’t bet against that very thing happening because barely a minute later, Haz’s feet are stomping up the stairs. Then the door flies open, revealing her in all her dark glory.
‘Do you two do anything other than fuck?’
