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“Fuck.” Stella bit down again. “God, I’m coming. I’m coming.”

Violet was coming, too, so she held on to her bottom lip as she came, not sure if her friends were home yet. While they’d told her they’d stay out for a few hours, there was no guarantee that they actually would. It was possible that curiosity would get the better of them and they’d hurry home to see if Violet was there and if she were alone or busy in her bedroom. As much as she loved her friends, living without roommates one day was the dream.

“God, that was fucking good,” Stella said. “Did you?”

“Yeah,” she replied.

“You were quiet.”

“You were loud enough for the both of us, I thought,” Violet teased.

Stella pulled out of her abruptly, spun her around, pressing Violet against the wall, and asked, “Oh, yeah?” She kissed Violet’s neck. “Do you like it better when I’m quiet?”

“I like it when you scream that you’re coming. It’s hot.”

“Want to make me come and hear me scream again? I’ll yell your name this time if you want.”

“I want,” she said.

“Let me take this off,” Stella replied.

“Can you keep it close by?” Violet requested, and for the first time, she didn’t feel guilty about asking for another orgasm after having a few already.

“Yes, I can.” Stella smiled at her. “Can that skirt be off now?”

Violet silently removed her skirt and watched Stella take off the harness. Then, she shoved Stella down on the bed and took her with her mouth.

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“So, should I go?” Stella asked a couple of hours later while they lay in Violet’s bed, staring up at the ceiling, sated, at least for the time being. “Your friends are home now, but it sounds quiet out there. They’re probably in their bedrooms, right? I can call an Uber and sneak out, if you want.”

“I’m not making you sneak out, Stella. I’m not a teenager, living in my parents’ house. Just stay.”

“Okay,” Stella replied with a nod. “Can I maybe take a shower before we go to bed? I have a lot of cleaning up to do. Will it wake them, though?”

“Take a shower. They’re fine.”

“Want to join me?” Stella asked.

“No, I’ll go in after you.”

“Environment be damned, huh?” Stella joked before she climbed out of bed. “I want to do this again, Violet.”

“Then, don’t take a shower, and we can go again right now.”

Stella laughed and pointed at Violet as she rounded the bed on the way to the bathroom.

“Not what I meant. And while I’d love to take you up on that, my body needs a break. I meant that I want to do this again sometime. Another night.”

“We’ll talk about that later,” Violet said.

“I’m going to hold you to that.”

When Stella left the bathroom door open, Violet was tempted to join her in the shower after all, but if they weren’t going to have sex in there, it would just be them showering, which felt a little too intimate for two women who were only having sex. Maybe they should talk rules before they do this again, assuming they would. Violet wasn’t sure. Her brain was pulling her in two directions simultaneously. One moment, this was a bad idea. The next, this was a good idea. Whenever Stella wasn’t in the room with her, the thoughts of it being bad won over, but when she walked back in after her shower, naked, glistening, and beautiful, the thoughts of this being the best idea that Violet had ever had won over.

CHAPTER 16

Stella woke up before her alarm and, noticing that it was only five in the morning, she decided that it was probably better to leave now than to wait until everyone woke up and do it then. She looked over at Violet, the woman who had given her four orgasms the previous night, and she couldn’t believe she was lying in her bed after a second night of amazing sex. Had she known it would be this good, she definitely would’ve tried to get Violet into bed back then. Violet having a girlfriend probably would’ve ultimately stopped her since she was no one’s mistress and she didn’t condone cheating, but she might have at least tried, even if it had only been to see what Violet would do.