Forever Under Her Skin: A Carlsbad Village Lesbian Romance by Sabrina Kane

Author:Sabrina Kane [Kane, Sabrina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

“I have a confession,” Sienna said.

“You’ve been cheating on me already?” Gail asked, praying that wasn’t the answer.

“No,” Sienna said, kissing her left nipple. “No need for the Nose Test.”

They were at Sienna’s house, and in Sienna’s bed, following their date in Oceanside. As per their usual—which thrilled Gail—the sex had started as soon as they got behind closed doors. Also as per their usual—which also thrilled Gail—Sienna had taken control right from the get-go. This was perfectly fine for Gail. She wanted Sienna to be the alpha in this relationship.

Now, they were lying down, taking a bit of a break. Gail knew they weren’t finished yet, that this was just intermission. She licked her lips, still tasting Sienna on them, recalling this morning when she had been made to service her orally—orgasm after orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. That had been so hot, and she would have done it all day if that had been Sienna’s wish, asking only for pee breaks or the occasional snack to keep her blood sugar up.

Her clit thudded strongly now, and it made her give a little moan.

“Something wrong?” Sienna asked, lifting her head off Gail’s chest to look at her.

“No,” Gail told her with a smile. “Just remembering earlier today.”

Sienna’s brow furrowed.

“You mean the tribal tat you did?” she asked.

Gail laughed.

“Oh my god,” she began. “Why would I moan sexily over a tattoo?”

“Because you’re a tattoo artist,” Sienna said. “That’s what we do. Although I don’t know why tribals are making a comeback.”

“Dwayne Johnson,” Gail said. “He’s got some.”

Sienna rolled her eyes.

“Ugh!” she grunted. “Hopefully Dwayne won’t starting getting a bunch of Chinese character tats. Middle-class white folks who live in suburbia have no business walking around with characters of another language—which they can’t even fucking read—on their bodies.”

“I hate paw print tats,” Gail said. “Like, really? You want it to look like an animal walked all over your back?”

“Oh god, right?” Sienna moaned. “Or how about dreamcatchers?”

Now Gail groaned. She hated dreamcatcher tats. So overdone, but not in the classic, stands-the-test-of-time way skulls or anchors were overdone. Dreamcatchers were just trendy, and Gail didn’t even find them all that pleasing to look at.

“Anyway, what’s your confession?” she asked. “See, because you told me you have a confession, and then you deflected the conversation away as if hoping I’d forget about the confession. Which, I gotta tell you, sounds like the actions of someone who is cheating on me.”

Sienna laughed and then lowered her head to Gail’s nipple, giving it a sharp bite.

“Mmph!” Gail grunted. After taking a deep breath, she said, “Do that again, please.” When Sienna obliged, the pain shot straight to her clit, making it tingle.

“First of all,” Sienna said, “you’re the one who deflected the conversation by moaning sexily.”

“I was just remembering how you made me your oral sex slave this morning,” Gail told her. “That was fucking hot.”

“And you did such a good job,” Sienna told her. She licked Gail’s nipple, and then blew gently on it.

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