Our knees graze as I make myself comfortable on the sofa beside her. “It’s getting a little warm in here, isn’t it?”
Harlow holds my eye contact. She doesn’t say anything, and I take the lack of response as an invitation. Peeling off my sweater, Harlow’s eyes widen and her mouth falls open at the sight of my white camisole. Since my sweater had a deep V-cut, my cami purposely sits indecently low on my chest. The swell of my breasts in my pink lacy bra is on full display.
I make a show of fanning myself as I discard the sweater. “Much better.”
Harlow swallowshard. “Look, Lily, I don’t think … I’m not really interested in dating right now.”
“Okay?” I smile wryly. “And you think I am? You saw my profile.”
Her cheeks flush pink as her gaze dips once again to my cleavage, and I subtly arch my back to give her a better view.
“I know. But the thing is, I … I’m working with your mom, and I just … I don’t think it’s a good idea to hook up again, you know?”
“Okay. Yeah. I understand.” I pick up my small plate that has a couple crackers topped with Brie and strawberry jam. “Don’t need to tell me twice.”
She nods, looking relieved as she wipes her hands off on her jeans. I smile innocently, then “accidentally” spill some jam on my finger.
“Oh.Whoops.”
I set the plate down and slowly take my finger into my mouth. My eyelids flutter shut as I work the digit in andout, a soft little moan falling from my lips. From the corner of my eye, I catch her squeezing her thighs together.
I face her, smirking mischievously.
“You’re such a fucking tease,” she groans.
I laugh once. “Me? Are you forgetting what you did to me in the pantry? Nowthatwas a tease.”
“You deserved that,” she says.
I level her with a dubious look. She shrugs lamely, and I know not even she is believing the bullshit she’s trying to pass off.
“It was so mean.” I drop my voice till it’s low and husky. “I wassowet for you, Harlow. I had to touch myself.”
“Fuck,” she whispers so softly, I don’t think she knows she spoke the curse aloud.
“After you left, I went straight to my bedroom, took all my clothes off, crawled in between my sheets, and imagined your mouth on my pussy.”
She inhales sharply. I lean forward and let my fingertips dance across the top of her thigh as her chest rapidly rises and falls.
“When I fingered myself, I imagined it wasyoufilling me.” I let out a low moan as my body remembers. There’s a fresh ache between my legs as my skin grows hot.Shit. I wanted to fuck with her, but now I’m accidentally getting myself worked up as well.
“Lily,” she whimpers.
“One orgasm wasn’t enough.” I make a breathy little sound against the crown of her ear. My fingers shake with the desperate need to touch more of her. I press my legs together to resist the urge to spread them for her as I say, “I touched myself all night long thinking aboutyou.”
“Fuck it.” She grabs me roughly by my face and pulls me to her. My body ignites at the intensity of her hold, and Ikiss her back. It’s hot and messy, and I can’t get enough. Harlow’s strong hands pull me into her lap, and I grind down into her while fisting her shirt.
A car door shutting makes us freeze. We stare at one another with wide, startled eyes before we’re frantically moving. I almost bust my ass throwing myself off her lap and scrambling for my top. Harlow straightens out the crinkles my fists left behind, and I slip into my sweater as the front door opens. We’re both still breathing heavily, and, despite now sitting on opposite ends of the couch, I know we make a suspicious sight. Em cocks one curious eyebrow, pizza boxes in hand, as she glances between us.
“Do you need help with that?” Harlow bounces up and walks toward Naomi, who is carrying the bag of wings. Naomi clearly doesn’t—it’s only one box of wings—but it gets her out of the room as Harlow takes the bag from Naomi and hurries off to the kitchen.
Em flashes me a cheeky grin.
“Shut up,” I warn.
Em belly laughs in response.
Chapter Six
