In Deep Waters: Cruising the Seas by Karin Kallmaker & Radclyffe

Author:Karin Kallmaker & Radclyffe [Kallmaker, Karin & Radclyffe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Lesbian, Romance, General, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9781594931116
Google: d1h2GQAACAAJ
Amazon: 1594931119
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2007-09-23T22:00:00+00:00

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Radclyffe

I know a lot of chicks get off on guitar players, but me, I like the drummers. Especially when they look like this one did— slinky and sexy in some kind of clingy white top that showed every pucker in her neat little nipples, and hip huggers that were so low they barely covered her pussy. The stretch of bare, tight belly in between was nice too. But mostly, it was her hands. Watching the way she fingered the wood and beat the rhythm out on the hot skins cradled between her thighs gave me some wood of my own, in addition to what I was already packing.

I'd skipped the talent show to catch this band, because I'd rather sit in a dark club like Medusa shooting tequila and watching girls wail and sweat and hump on stage than do most anything else. Except fuck one of them. Which was what I was hoping to do very soon.

"Hey," I said, squeezing my way through the maze of little, round tables that ringed the stage to where she was breaking down her gear. "Nice show."

"Thanks," she said brightly without looking at me.

I could tell she was used to fans trying to get a little piece of her attention, and probably other things, too. So I stepped up onto the stage and crowded her just a little. "What are you drinking?"

She looked at my face for the first time, and she didn't hurry as she took stock of the rest of me either. I knew I'd pass inspection in a tight white tee and black jeans. Nothing fancy, but then, I wasn't offering fancy. We were about the same height, except I was heavier and darker, which made me feel bigger than I was. She had spiky blond hair and a tiny lithe waist and those round, half-shell tits that made my mouth water. I hooked my thumbs over the waistband of my jeans and let the fingers of my left hand rest on the dick in my pants. It was eight inches long and two inches thick, and it made a big bulge. I don't usually load up quite so heavy for a night out, since after an hour or two with something that big crammed in my jeans my clit feels like someone’s been kicking it with steel-toed boots. But every now and then, like tonight, I like to be reminded just how righteously sweet it feels to finally get off under that big tool. When her gaze wandered down to my crotch and she smiled, my clit hammered against the backside of the dick like it was trying to bang its way out of my pants.

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