Fighting Love: A Lesbian Romance (looking for love Book 3) by Abigail Taylor

Author:Abigail Taylor [Taylor, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Show Me Press
Published: 2021-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Shannon

This weekend was fun, but I wanted to do so many more things with Xan. However, we exhausted ourselves before we could. We did try a few of the toys, like the clit stimulator and nipple clamps. Luckily we didn’t do them at the same time like Xan was keen on doing. I think the nipple clamps would’ve ruined my experience with the stimulator. Nothing against any of the partners I’d ever been with, but whoa—a tongue could not do what that did. I thought I could blackout from the sensation. It sent these pulsing waves to my core that stimulated my entire body. It was on my list of things to do more than twice.

The nipple clamps, on the other hand, were a no-go for me. Maybe my nipples were too sensitive, or maybe Xan had them clamped too tight. Either way, I felt more pain than pleasure. Even when I was climaxing, and it supposedly increased the intensity, I didn’t get that—just felt a sharp twinge. But trying stuff with Xan, no matter how good or bad, was an experience in itself.

It was actually quite crazy how comfortable we were with each other. But when you literally had no expectations, you didn’t try to be someone you weren’t. You didn’t do things to impress the other person. You were just you, and if they didn’t like it, oh well—game over—no hard feelings. Relationships were nothing but pressure and stress, with little to no sex. What we had going was the exact opposite, and it was incredible.

When I thought about all the stuff we’d done together in the short time we’d known each other, it made me a little sad thinking that it would all be ending soon. I knew Byron wanted her to stay for a couple of days this week, but she mentioned in passing that she should probably stay the whole week to be safe. I wondered, though, if she was staying for work or if maybe she was a little regretful to be leaving. What difference does it make if she is? This is not a long-term thing.

I needed to push those emotions aside. This was fun and fun alone—nothing else. So what if we had sexual chemistry and enjoyed each other’s company? We also had baggage that kept us detached and emotionally unavailable. I still didn’t know her whole story or who Addy was to her—friend, lover…wife? It was too hard to tell from the little she said about it, but since she was saying her name in bed, I assumed they were romantically involved. Before I could go deeper into my rabbit hole of thoughts, there was a tap on my office door.

“Hey, you.” Xan stood in the doorway, holding a giant cup of coffee with a smile stretched across her face.

“Hey. What are you doing here? I thought Byron didn’t need you in the office.” I walked over to her, not really sure why. Was I going to hug her? Guide her to her chair like a feeble old lady? Too late now.

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