I’ve fantasized about Sage more times than I’d care to admit.
I’ve spent the last ten plus years comparing every woman I’ve met to my best friend. As much as I tried to ignore my feelings for her, to block out those thoughts, more often than not—whether I was with someone else or even using a toy on myself—it was Sage I pictured being with.
But for some reason, even in my daydreams, it was like I couldn’t get past thinking she could never feel that way about me. Fantasy Sage was always shy; I was always the one touching her.
“Now get naked and lie down on the bed so I can fuck you.”
Real life is so much better. Sage isn’t the pillow princess I’d imagined. She’s enthusiastic and bold. Her bright,positive confidence shines as she crawls between my legs without hesitation, pulling them wider apart to admire my naked body.
“This is so hot,” she murmurs, more to herself than me, before she leans down to lick right at my entrance. Tasting her for the first time left me completely dripping, and she immediately takes advantage of how wet I am by pushing a finger inside me, like she can’t wait to decide what to do first.
Sage is inside me.
A part of me still can’t believe that this is actually happening, so I repeat it to myself as I stare at Sage—the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, eating me out like it’s the greatest thing that’s ever happened to her and not at all like this is her very first time with another woman.
And she said she loves me. She wants to be with me.
I desperately want to be the only woman she’s ever with. The only person she’s ever with again.
“Fuck, baby, I’m already close,” I warn. “You have no idea how amazing you are.” Everything she’s doing feels incredible. I want to praise her, to make sure she knows how special this is for me, and how great she’s making me feel. Pleasure is quickly building, bringing me closer and closer to release, but it’s not just that. Sage is my dream girl, my person, the love of my life, and I never thought I would get to share any of this with her. I’m getting surprisingly emotional as I run my fingers through the soft strands of her blonde hair. My love for her is overwhelming. It’s the firsttime I can really let go, give myself permission to feel everything I do without any guilt, without feeling like I was lying and betraying my best friend's trust.
My girlfriend puts another finger inside me as she teases my clit with her mouth, and it's the thought of that label combined with her passionate exploration of my body that triggers one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever experienced. My vision blurs, going dark at the edges as I ride out the high she’s given me. I’ve never felt an emotional connection like this with any of my partners before, and it makes everything indescribably better.
She’s beaming at me when I can focus again. “Holy shit, babe, that was so incredible! Feeling you squeezing my fingers as you came, all the moans and breathy sounds you were making—that was one of the best sexual experiences of my life,” Sage declares as I’m still trying to catch my breath.
She pulls my hands, helping me stand so we can go to the bathroom to get cleaned up. When we’re back in my bed, she snuggles against me, lying her head on my shoulder as I wrap an arm around her, hugging her even closer.
“I love you,” I say again.
She smiles up at me, her feelings so clearly shining in her bright green eyes as she repeats, “I love you.”
“How are you feeling?” I check. “This is all new?—”
“Loving you isn’t new, Aspen,” she interrupts confidently. “Maybe I should be more conflicted about realizingthat love wasn’t platonic, but I’m not. If anything, I’m relieved.” She chuckles.
“Relieved?” I repeat as a question.
“Yeah,” she says, running her finger over my skin absentmindedly. “In the past, I’ve tried not to think too much about our futures, worried the day would come when we’d have to live apart,” she admits. “I couldn’t picture it; I didn’t want to. And now I know why. A part of me has always known that you were my future, I just needed the rest of me to catch up.”
“Wow, girlfriends to living together forever in the same night, you’re pretty confident about us,” I tease.
“I am,” she responds seriously, glancing up to meet my gaze.
“Nothing would make me happier,” I agree, and her answering smile makes my breath catch. I hope I never get used to this, to how grateful I am to finally be together.
But I know things aren’t perfect yet. “Are you really okay with waiting to make things public?” I check again. I know she agreed to Parker and me pretending to date, but I have no idea how long it will take for me to figure out a solution with my father.
“Of course,” she answers without an ounce of hesitation. “I know I’m yours, and you’re mine. That’s enough for me.”
“It won’t be forever,” I promise. “You deserve to be proudly claimed, not hidden away in a closet.”
She shakes her head. “Babe, I appreciate that, but I promise I support your plan with Parker,” she assures me. “We have the rest of our lives to be together. I want you to find a way to take back the control of your company and then we can figure out the rest.” She kisses my neck softly, and I melt into her.
“If that changes at any point though, if you want me to go public?—”
“I promise I’ll tell you,” she confirms.
“I love you, Sage.” I’ll never get tired of saying that.
