“Gorgeous,” Tracy murmured before dipping her head to brush her lips over the skin just above the swell of her breasts, taking her time as she moved higher, kissing her way up Hannah’s neck while her fingers found the clasp in the middle of Hannah’s back and popped it open.

  Hannah guided their lips together as Tracy slid Hannah’s bra straps down her arms, letting the fabric fall away, her hands covering Hannah’s breasts before she had a chance to admire them.

  Hannah moaned into the kiss as Tracy’s hands cupped her breasts, her thumb swiping over her nipples, awakening them with just a few strokes causing Hannah to sway into her, holding onto Tracy’s hips as they continued to kiss.

  Tracy’s fingers trailed down Hannah’s toned stomach to open the button on her shorts, easing the zipper down before slipping her hand beneath the waistband of Hannah’s underwear and finding the heat there. Hannah gasped, breaking their kiss, her hand on Tracy’s neck.

  Tracy found Hannah’s lips, kissing her hungrily as her fingertips slid through her arousal and started to circle her clit. Hannah’s hands gripped her shoulders, steadying herself as Tracy’s fingers continued to tease her.

  Hannah’s breathing was turning into pants, her hand sliding away from Tracy’s shoulders, gliding into her hair, her tongue flicking over Tracy’s ear. “I need you inside me. I can’t wait any longer.”

  Tracy shuddered at those words and carefully withdrew her fingers to grab a hold of Hannah’s shorts and tug them down her legs along with her underwear. Tracy undid the button of her own shorts before stepping out of them, leaving her in just her white bra and underwear, more than a little self-conscious.

  “So sexy,” Hannah murmured, reaching for Tracy’s hand and giving it a tug as she got comfortable on the bed and pulled Tracy down with her.

  Hannah’s lips found Tracy’s while her fingers unhooked her bra, guiding the straps down her arms until Tracy sat up to toss the garment away, and Hannah’s eyes swept over her, her hands coming up to palm Tracy’s breasts as she lowered herself back down on top of Hannah, kissing her once more before her lips moved lower.

  A whimper left Hannah’s lips as Tracy’s kisses moved down her neck and over her collarbone before finding each nipple and spending a few moments sucking and teasing them, making Hannah almost squirm beneath her in desperation, her hips lifting off the bed.

  Tracy hid her smile as she continued to trail her kisses lower, over the smooth skin of her stomach before she pushed herself further down the bed, getting comfortable on her stomach as Hannah’s musky scent filled her nostrils.

  “Can I taste you first?” Tracy asked.

  Hannah lifted her head off the sheets, her cheeks rosy. “Yes.”

  Tracy’s hands roamed across Hannah’s body as she kissed her way up Hannah’s inner thighs until her tongue slid between Hannah’s folds.

  Hannah’s legs fell open as her fingers raked through Tracy’s hair, her hips rocking back as Tracy’s tongue circled her clit, lightly teasing her before flicking her tongue back and forth and adding more pressure.

  Tracy moved onto her knees, knowing that there would be time to take it slow later. Right now, she was conscious of what Hannah had said, and even thinking about those words sent a shiver of desire through her.

  “Please,” Hannah whimpered, her hand leaving Tracy’s hair as she sat up, planting a hand beside Hannah’s shoulder, her hand cupping Hannah’s sex as Tracy straddled her leg.

  Tracy eased two fingers inside, her eyes locked onto Hannah’s, and she couldn’t remember having such an intense first time with someone. There was an undeniable charge between them, like they already knew what the other wanted, and the nerves that had crept in just a few minutes ago vanished.

  Tracy held Hannah’s gaze as she slowly withdrew her fingers and entered her again, starting to find her rhythm, Hannah’s lust-filled stare urging her on. “Tell me what you want,” Tracy said as she lowered her lips to take Hannah’s nipple into her mouth.

  “Oh fuck,” Hannah groaned, one hand on Tracy’s hip the other gripping Tracy’s arm. “Just like that. Faster.”

  Tracy still had her underwear on, and the friction created from the lacy fabric as Tracy’s hips rocked against Hannah’s thigh while her fingers continued to move in and out had her clit pulsating.

  Hannah’s fingers dug into Tracy’s hip as the hand on Tracy’s arm found its way to Tracy’s breast, groping her and rolling her nipple between her fingertips. “Are you close?” Hannah asked, her breathing ragged.

  “Yeah,” Tracy said, her voice rough.

  “Come with me,” Hannah practically growled, her hand returning to Tracy’s hip, encouraging her to grind down harder.

  Tracy groaned, trying to concentrate on pleasuring Hannah, but her senses were overloaded.

  “I’m so close,” Hannah moaned. “Come with me.”

  Tracy lowered herself down onto Hannah, her fingers moving faster, and once Tracy’s lips brushed across Hannah’s, their tongues dueling, it was more than enough to send Tracy over the edge with Hannah following her seconds later.

  Tracy cried out, her hand finding Hannah’s on the sheets and interlacing their fingers as she grinded down against Hannah’s thigh one last time, and Hannah’s free hand grabbed her ass, pressing Tracy’s palm against her clit as her fingers curled inside her.

  Tracy felt tears prick at her eyes when she eventually pushed herself up far enough to meet Hannah’s eyes. She had no idea what had just happened, but it was beyond anything that she’d ever experienced.

  “You are unbelievable,” Hannah murmured, looking up at her with flushed cheeks, her eyes almost sparkling.

  Tracy gently withdrew her fingers and fell onto the bed beside her, turning to face her. “I don’t normally come like that.”

  “Interesting…”

  “It is,” Tracy said with a smile.

  “I need to know more.” And then Hannah was rolling Tracy onto her back and climbing on top of her, pushing her hands back against the sheets as she captured her lips in a searing kiss.

  19

  Hannah was running on some strange combination of adrenaline and disbelief. She still could not comprehend how she’d ended up here, in Tracy’s bed, never mind how off the charts that had been.

  Hannah never came that fast, but she should have known that things would be different with Tracy. And apparently, she wasn’t the only one.

  Hannah broke the kiss, gazing down at Tracy as she sat up a little, her hand caressing Tracy’s breast. “How do you normally come?”

  “Like you did. On my back.”

  Hannah nodded, her gaze sweeping over Tracy’s gorgeous body, wondering what she’d do with that bit of information. “And how did it feel to come like that?”

  Tracy smiled. “Amazing.”

  “You’d never tried it before?”

  “No. Not really.”

  “And what about this?” Hannah asked, shimming a little further down Tracy’s body until Hannah felt the lacy fabric of Tracy’s panties brush against her sex. She made the decision to leave Tracy’s underwear on, hoping that the fabric would create some additional friction.

  Hannah’s hands naturally landed on Tracy’s breasts as she started to slowly rock her hips. Tracy’s mouth fell open when Hannah shifted her weight a little, and she knew that she’d found the right spot.

  Hannah took her time, gently moving her hips, really wanting to hit Tracy’s clit with each roll of her own hips.

  Hannah bit back a smile when Tracy’s hands held onto her hips, her fingers digging into Hannah’s skin, almost encouraging her on.

  “How does that feel?” Hannah asked, making herself use long, slow movements when she easily could have started moving faster and harder and come in seconds.

  A contented sigh left Tracy’s lips. “Like I’m hovering on the edge. Like I might come any second. It’s…” She moaned when Hannah ground down a little harder. “It feels amazing.”

  Hannah smiled down at her, and all she could think was how beautiful she was, her dark hair splayed across the sheets, her eyes locked onto Hannah’s.

  A low moan escaped Hannah’s lips when she started to shorten her strokes, keeping that additional pressure, but moving her hips a little faster.

  Tracy’s hips were moving now too. “You are so fucking hot.”

  Hannah bit down on her lip, loving this side of Tracy, of seeing her let go. She carefully lowered herself down, one hand planted on the sheets by Tracy’s shoulder, the other on her neck, her thumb swiping over Tracy’s bottom lip as Hannah moved her hips a little faster.

  “Oh god.” Tracy’s eyes slammed shut, her head thrown back, and Hannah took the opportunity to kiss her neck, her tongue flicking over Tracy’s earlobe before she turned her head to bring their lips together.

  Hannah’s hips were moving of their own accord now, her mind unable to control her body, her tongue swirling with Tracy’s until Hannah’s body trembled and shook, and she had to break the kiss, moaning into Tracy’s neck as she came.

  Tracy wrapped her arms around her, her fingers splayed across Hannah’s back, the other gripping her ass as she came seconds behind her, both of them breathing heavily, covered in a light layer of sweat.

  “What are you doing to me?” Tracy murmured as she pushed Hannah’s hair away from her eyes as she sat up.

  Hannah shook her head. “That was fucking amazing.” She took a second to catch her breath.

  Hannah raked her hand through her hair before she moved further down the bed, grabbing a hold of Tracy’s underwear as she did and pulling them down her legs.

  Hannah straddled Tracy’s leg, her fingers tracing a line up her inner thigh until she was sliding her fingers through her arousal. Hannah watched Tracy as she easily pushed two fingers inside.

  Tracy’s eyes fell shut, her breathing coming in short pants as Hannah moved her fingers faster, reveling in the feeling of being this close to Tracy.

  Tracy groaned when Hannah added another finger, and Hannah couldn’t understand how she’d gotten this lucky. When she looked down at Tracy, her skin flushed, covered in a light sheen of perspiration, with those perfect full breasts, Hannah knew she’d never seen anything more beautiful.

  This was a woman that she wanted more than one night with, and as Tracy pulled her down, finding her lips in an all-consuming kiss as she came, Hannah knew that she had to do everything she could to have a chance with Tracy.

  20

  The next morning Tracy woke with her feet tangled in the sheets and light streaming through the open windows. It took her a second to remember why they were open and also, why her entire body ached.

  She inhaled a shaky breath, unable to keep the smile off her face as she thought about everything that had happened last night. About all of the intense kisses. The way Hannah held her. The way she just seemed to know what Tracy wanted.

  She pushed herself up and padded over to the door to take down the black robe that she always kept hanging there. She slid it on and wandered into the bathroom to freshen up, delicious smells wafting through the bedroom door when she came back to get dressed a few minutes later.

  Tracy paused in the doorway, forgetting all about putting clothes on when her stomach rumbled. She kept the robe on and tousled her somewhat messy waves as she went downstairs.

  There was Hannah, in yesterday’s clothes, standing in her kitchen, moving between the fridge and the frying pan and over to the toaster with practiced ease, a smile on her face when she noticed Tracy.

  “Hey,” Hannah said. “I was going to bring this up to you, but now that you’re here, take a seat.” She motioned to one of the bar stools. “This is ready.”

  “Eggs?” Tracy asked, standing beside the counter.

  “An omelet, toast, and some orange juice. Simple, but I was hoping to get back to bed with minimal time lost,” she said, her cheeks darkening as she came around the counter to kiss her.

  Tracy slipped her hand behind Hannah’s neck, deepening the kiss, and it wasn’t long before both of them were moaning. Hannah’s fingers had undone the knot on her robe and slid inside, warm hands on Tracy’s stomach and hips.

  Hannah pulled away first, a shy smile on her lips. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to get so carried away.” She reached for the robe, attempting to close it and tie the knot again, but Tracy shook her head.

  “I don’t want the food to get cold,” Tracy murmured before she brushed her lips across Hannah’s. “But, apparently, I can be quick.” She found Hannah’s hands, guiding them back inside her robe, bringing one to her breast and directing the other between her legs.

  Tracy had never been quick. She always needed plenty of teasing before she could come, and she’d always been okay with that. But last night, Tracy had discovered a whole new side to herself.

  “Oh yeah?” Hannah asked, her lips hovering as her thumb swiped over Tracy’s nipple until it was wide awake. Hannah’s other hand cupped her sex, her palm gently rubbing against her clit, and Tracy swayed forward, holding onto Hannah’s shoulders to keep herself upright. “You want me to be quick?”

  “Yeah,” Tracy murmured, her voice catching as Hannah slid her fingers inside. “Ohh.” Tracy’s eyes slammed shut as Hannah found her pace, knowing exactly what Tracy wanted.

  Hannah’s fingertips toyed with Tracy’s nipple, rolling it between them while her palm slapped up against Tracy’s clit with each stroke until Tracy clung onto her, her legs squeezing shut around Hannah’s hand.

  Tracy groaned as her orgasm rocked through her body, leaving her legs weak and her body on fire.

  Hannah’s hand fell away from her breast, and she used it to guide their lips together in a slow and sensual kiss that left Tracy wanting so much more.

  “Do you have any plans?” Tracy asked, her voice low.

  “None.” Hannah’s lips were back, her tongue searching out Tracy’s. “Will we eat this later?” she asked between kisses.

  “Yes.”

  21

  Hannah had only ever been Erin’s camerawoman a handful of times, but once she got to grips with Erin’s new camera, she got right back into it.

  They were on the pier, the sun setting behind them as Erin spoke to the camera about her last month in San Clemente and all the amazing things about the area while Hannah used a gimbal to keep the shot steady.

  Hannah knew that when Erin edited the video, she’d add all the clips she’d filmed these last few weeks.

  The waves hitting the pier beneath them were loud, but the mic that was clipped to Erin’s dress should capture her voice perfectly, and if not, Erin would figure out how to balance the sound levels before she published it.

  Hannah had no idea where the last month had gone. It was so hard to believe that Erin had spontaneously booked her flight, and two weeks later, they were both falling for two amazing women.

  Erin gave her a thumbs up before coming around to stand beside Hannah and look over her shoulder at the footage.

  “Happy?” Hannah asked.

  “Yes.”

  Erin’s eyes were misty, and Hannah’s stomach dropped.

  “Is everything okay?” Hannah asked. She was head over heels about Tracy, but because they spent so much time together, Hannah didn’t always catch up with Erin, and she’d hate to find out that something was wrong, that things weren’t working out with Lara.

  “Yeah. Sorry.” Erin shook her head. “Have you ever been so happy that you think that it’s got to end. Like, it can’t possibly stay this way, you know? That’s not how life works.”

  Hannah frowned. “I mean, sometimes. Lately. Yeah.” She’d had that thought. Just yesterday, actually. The last two weeks, since that night that she’d walked home from the barbecue with Tracy had been almost perfect. That night had changed everything. “Yeah. I get that. I’m afraid that it’s too good to be true with Tracy, so I know what you mean.”

  Erin nodded. “I’m like that with Lara. It’s scary how fast things are moving. And I don’t want to change that. I just feel…” She shrugged. “Like I don’t deserve it almost. I know that sounds stupid, but I’m just used to being bad at relationships. And now all of a sudden, I’m in love?”

  “Woah. You’re in love?” Hannah asked with a smile. “And you absolutely deserve this, by the way.”

  “Yeah.” Erin didn’t even pause to think about it. “Yes. Definitely. I am. I have never felt this way before. I don’t care that I didn’t know Lara less than a month ago.” She laughed. “And now I finally get that phrase: when you know, you know.”

  Hannah’s throat tightened. “Yeah.” She felt the same way about Tracy, but she knew that it would be weeks before she said anything. They’d both been burned too many times in the past, and Hannah wanted to take her time with Tracy. Do things right.

  Yes, things had happened quickly, but Hannah wasn’t going to scare her away. She’d had a long video call with her parents yesterday, and they were happy to hold on to the house. They didn’t mind Hannah staying for a few weeks or months even, and they’d reassess when Hannah was ready to move on. She didn’t tell her parents about Tracy. It was too early.

  When Hannah shook away those thoughts, Erin already had her gear packed away, the sunlight nearly gone now.

  “You ready?” Erin asked as she slung her backpack over her shoulder.

  “Yeah. Do you want to walk back to the house first? Get rid of the bag.”

  “No. It’s fine. I was thinking about asking Breanna or Tracy about taking some video. Not for my channel necessarily. Just see if they want to use it for their website or social media or something.”

  “Okay. Yeah. That’s a good idea.” Hannah took one last look at the sun before it disappeared into the ocean. “Let’s go.”

  22

  Tracy stood behind the crowd on the deck at The Lazy Mermaid, her hands on her hips as she watched the band introduce themselves, earning a cheer from the crowd as they started playing their first song, the lights beneath the stage shining on the lead singer.

 

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