Cassie stood, and Taryn’s heart thudded against her chest. It wasn’t something she could roll back and pretend she didn’t mean.
“Another time,” Cassie whispered.
She moved around Taryn and turned her so that she faced the giant windows. It really was a stunning view, but it had nothing on the beauty of the woman with her. Cassie pushed Taryn’s shoulders; the back of her knees hit the bed and buckled, and she flopped onto her back. She looked down at herself then up at Cassie, still clothed, who was looking at her like she hadn’t eaten for a week. Taryn only got this naked to shower, and a wall of vulnerability hit home.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Cassie asked. “I don’t have to touch you.”
Taryn sat up, put her arms around Cassie and drew her down to join her on the bed. The gentle weight of Cassie’s body against hers was comforting and settled the nerves that had appeared out of nowhere. “I want you to.”
The maroon satin material caressed Taryn’s skin as Cassie slipped over to her side. She drew her hand over Taryn’s stomach and up to her breasts. Cassie looked deep into Taryn’s eyes, searching for permission, and Taryn nodded. Cassie lowered her head and traced her tongue over Taryn’s nipple, hardening it with every stroke. Taryn closed her eyes at the sensation. She hadn’t realized she even liked that.
While she continued to nibble and lick, Cassie grasped Taryn’s other breast and pinched her nipple gently. Taryn bucked her hips and had to stop a giggle. Who knew her little breasts were this responsive?
Cassie stopped what she was doing and looked up. “You’re so sexy.”
Taryn couldn’t hold Cassie’s intense gaze, so she let out a soft laugh and dropped her head back onto the bed. “So they say,” she said, immediately regretting the flippant remark, which also left her wondering why the hell she was thinking so much. Sex was usually so simple, but there was nothing simple about this encounter. Maybe she should’ve just kept most of her clothes on, like usual. It was like some sort of invisible barrier had come down when she’d undressed.
Cassie shook her head and arched her eyebrow. “Theydon’t see this though, do they?”
No, no. This was too much.Taryn shifted and flipped Cassie onto her back. She caught the hem of Cassie’s dress and pulled it up and over her head. She ignored the knowing look in Cassie’s eyes as she bent to kiss her. Cassie lifted her head to meet her halfway, and their lips smashed together, hungry and hot, consumed in the passion. Taryn cupped Cassie’s breasts in her hands, and Cassie arched and moaned in response, and her desire fed Taryn’s desire. Back on top, back in control, Taryn ceased thinking and simply felt. The touch of Cassie’s hot skin against hers; the softness of Cassie’s lips; the fullness of her breasts; the heat of her pussy against Taryn’s thigh as she rode herself against it while they kissed as if it might be the last kiss of their existence. And Taryn relaxed into one of the things she did best: sex. Simple, no-brainer sex.
***
“Is this where you’ll be staying while your show is here?” Cassie asked as she traced her nails along the dips and curves of Taryn’s stomach.
“Thankfully not. I have an RV.” She kissed the top of Cassie’s head, and the scent of citrus hit her nostrils. The smell of their all-night sex had faded slightly, but it still hung in the air and made her smile.
Cassie tipped her head up to look at her. “You don’t enjoy this kind of luxury?” She fell back onto the vast mattress and sighed contentedly. “What size is this anyway? Emperor queen king gigantic? It’s practically the size of my ER.”
“I didn’t say that.” Taryn shifted onto her side and ran her fingers down Cassie’s arm. She interlocked their fingers for the briefest of moments then caught what she was doing and extricated herself. She moved her hand onto Cassie’s hip instead, a much safer, less intimate option. “But how do you know my RV isn’t even more luxurious than this?” She would’ve motioned around the room, but she was far too entranced with touching Cassie.
“Ah, I see. You have one of those movie star trailers that are just as good as a five-star hotel?”
“Actually, no. It’s an eight-year-old Jayco Precept. But it’s my little piece of real estate wherever I park it.” She tore her gaze from the gentle rise and fall of Cassie’s chest and glanced around. “These places are so sterile. They have no personality. If you’re lucky, you get some art on the walls and some fancy cushions. But I couldn’t stay here for longer than a few nights. I’d miss my stuff.”
Cassie turned to face her, and Taryn moved her hand onto the side of Cassie’s waist. “What ‘stuff?’”
“You know, things I’ve collected as I’ve traveled over the years.” She shrugged. “I shouldn’t spoil the surprise. Half the excitement is in the anticipation.”
“There you go with your unique invitations again.” Cassie fluttered her eyelashes. “Is that your way of asking for round two?”
Taryn scrunched her nose. “I thought we’d already had round two. And rounds three to seven.”
Cassie tapped her nose and laughed. “Cocky much?”
“It’s not that I was counting but—”
“Oh, you were counting,” Cassie said, her voice husky and low.
She tilted her head slightly and gave Taryn one of her special looks. Taryn had already labeled them special because they elicited certain reactions instantly, and she had absolutely no control over them. Nor did she want control. “That’s a look that makes me want to start at one all over again.” She nibbled on Cassie’s finger playfully. “But yeah, if you wanted to, you’d be more than welcome to visit my trailer for an official round two…and however many more rounds you wanted. Unless you’ve got a strict one-night-only policy.” Taryn grinned, but goddamn, if she didn’t hope with all that was holy that wasn’t the case.
Cassie arched her eyebrow. How could a mere eyebrow twitch makeallher bits twitch right back in response?
“Even if I did, I’d be tempted to make an exception for you.” She bit her bottom lip and shook her head slowly. “Last night was… Well, we can’t have you getting more cocky. Suffice it to say, that if time and schedules permit, I accept your invitation.”
Taryn sat up to avoid Cassie sensing any disappointment in the vague nature of her response. She wanted to be sure they could make time in their schedules. “I need coffee. Would you like anything?”
“Coffee sounds perfect. Should I get dressed?”
