“As long as you’re okay with it.”
“I’m asking because last time you seemed uneasy with it.”
“Forgive me.” Sette finished brushing off the palette. “Until you, I had never paid for sex.”
“I have that effect on people. You gonna put that in your paintings, too?”
“God willing.”
June smiled. “I like you, Sette. I know I’ve told you that before, but it’s the truth. I’ve only told a dozen or so people in my life that I like them. Most clients are business. They range from deplorable one-night stands I refuse to see again to great lovers who make me see brand new colors. I’ve only told a few that Iactuallylike spending time with them.”
“I’m a lucky woman, then.”
You have no idea. June didn’t even know why she liked her so much. Was it how comfortable she felt around her? How easy-going she was? Her artistic mind that was married to the logical side of the world? The fact that she was an excellent lay on top of that? There were hundreds of people to compare her to. June was able to forget most of them the day after. Nothing special. Another night’s work. Sette was different. She looked forward to her visits, to chatting with her while she sketched her, to ripping off her clothes for her and begging – earnestly – for Sette to fuck her.
“You are. If we had met in the civilian world, I would still be drawn to you. I don’t say that lightly.”
Sette gazed at her, face soft, steady. Then she went back to drawing, the lines of her mouth turning in thought.
Sunset was falling by the time she finished her sketch. June stretched out her limbs, bare foot slipping into the cold fountain water and sending chills across her skin. Sette put her things away while June kicked at the water and thought about nothing but a hot bath.
“Do you want to go inside?” she asked. “I mean… I’m assuming you’re staying longer.”
Sette’s sly countenance quickened June’s heart.That’s the kind of woman I want doing me tonight.Last time, Sette had commanded June to serve her. It was a fleeting moment between them; it was hot. “I am,” Sette said. “Sometimes I think I’ll go home early with nothing more than a kiss from you, then I see you, and I spend hours thinking about what I want to do to you.”
“Good.”
“Today I’m thinking… what do you like, June?”
She stopped spreading her toes in the fountain water. “Huh?”
“In bed. I mean, your favorite things. Positions, dirty talk, things like that.”
She laughed. “Not many ask me that.”
Sette wasn’t laughing. “That’s too bad. You deserve to be spoiled, too. People should feel honored to pay for the privilege of giving you what you want.”
“I like lots of things.”
Finally, Sette smiled. “Like gang bangs, huh?”
“I don’t think you could deliver that right now.”
“So, what do you want?”
She had to think about that. “You’re putting me on the spot here. If I had to say what’s off the top of my head… well, Sette, I want you.”
“You like to do what comes naturally, huh?”
June shrugged, her robe falling off her shoulders. She didn’t pull it back up. “I’m so used to people taking the lead, I guess. What doyouwant to do?”
“Funny, that. I was thinking I simply want you, too.”
June spread her legs across the fountain’s edge and leaned back, her breasts spilling from her bra. “Then come over here and take me, Dr. Christie. I need an exam.”
“This isn’t exactly how an exam goes.”
She extended her arms above her head. “It is now. Come tell this bad girl how dirty she is.” Her smile nearly crushed her face. “If you can.”
