Taking the Straight Girl by Ashley Halladay

Author:Ashley Halladay [Halladay, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Artist, Bi or Pansexual, College, Contemporary, First Time Lesbian, Lesbian Erotica, Novella, Sapphic Erotica, Student, Toaster Oven
Amazon: B0DDC74CXC
Goodreads: 217522693
Published: 2024-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

And it is beautiful. Not exactly good, but beautiful. A beautiful mess, perhaps. Confused brushstrokes, more than a few smudges. The composition is busy and a bit muddled, but the eye for color is incredible. Some places too, where the paint overlaps and mixes on the canvas, seem so well done as to be intentional.

“You’re a natural,” I say as Sabrina’s arms wrap around my waist from the side.

She pulls me toward her until my hip is pressed against her stomach, her breasts brush against the curve of my shoulder. Her eyes flick down.

“All natural in fact.”

I roll my eyes. “That’s not what I meant.”

“I know,” she says and suddenly there is hunger in her eyes. “But I’ve been waiting too long.”

I nod. I feel it too.

“Too long,” I say and as my body turns we are already kissing again.

This time there is nothing innocent. Nothing gentle or delicate or sweet. This is combat, bloodsport, competition. We are racing to devour each other, to feel, to taste, to touch every part of one another.

When Sabrina breaks the kiss and drops to her knees in front of me, my whole body trembles. Even kneeling the angle seems like it will be awkward given how much taller she is than me.

“Get the stool,” she says, her voice all business, thick and deep and sultry.

It’s the same voice from the first night. I look into her eyes, staring up at me, and I see the villainess. My clit throbs at the thought. I love this contrast in Sabrina. One moment sweet and innocent, the next moment dirty beyond belief.

I grab the stool and start to walk back, before I get another idea.

I stop and smirk across the room at Sabrina.

“What about here?” I ask, gesturing toward the raised platform.

“On stage?” Sabrina asks, but her tone is light and playful.

I roll my eyes. “It’s hardly a stage,” I say, which is true. It’s raised about two steps high from the ground, with four lights, one at each corner, to illuminate the subjects.

“Sure, sure,” Sabrina teases but she is already back on her feet, crossing the distance toward me.

Each step she takes, I feel the weight in my stomach growing heavier.

And then, she is in front of me. One hand on my bare skin between my breasts, pushing me back into the stool. I sit down and Sabrina’s hands slide down my legs to my knees. She opens me up.

Everywhere she touches, my skin feels hot and feverish, and the smile on her face has me seeing stars in my vision.

She kisses up the inside of my left thigh, while her fingers crawl their way up my right, like a race where there are no possible winners or losers. Still, her mouth crosses the finish line first…and I almost do too.

Sabrina tongue slips across my folds, parting them delicately, pushing in deeper. Her tongue works its way into me, exploring, testing, tasting. Each new motion and new sensation sends a wave of pleasure surging through me.

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