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for…you know…”
    “What, V? Looking for what?”
    “You know.” I lowered my voice, despite knowing how
ridiculous that was. There was no one else in the women’s locker and changing
rooms and we’d probably been the only ones there all day. “Sex!”
    Nadia laughed again, giving my breast a hearty squeeze and
making my heart pound ever faster. “I know, gorgeous, I know. I just wanted to
hear you say it. And no, this isn’t just about sex. Though I can’t deny how
much I want you.” Now she moved her other hand and covered both my tits,
running her palms over and over the nipples, teasing them relentlessly before
cupping my mounds and pushing them together. Bending her head, she flicked her
tongue around and across each bud in turn, then pulled one into her mouth and
sucked it, gently at first, then harder.
    I’d grown steadily wetter—and not just from the shower—the
entire time we’d both been naked, and now I felt a fresh gush of liquid seep
from my core, coating the insides of my thighs. God, I wanted her to touch me
there, with her hands, her lips, her tongue…
    Suddenly Nadia pulled away and straightened with a gasp. I
snatched in a breath, thinking perhaps we’d been caught. Wide-eyed, I gazed
around us, growing confused as I saw we were still alone. She caught my frown
and counteracted it with a smile.
    “Sorry, sweetie. Didn’t mean to startle you. But I realized
something—I’ve been skipping ahead.”
    “Huh?”
    “I was going to town on your delectable tits and remembered
that we haven’t even kissed yet.” She paused. “Would you like to?”
    “Like to? Kiss?” It seemed like such a stupid question that
I couldn’t help repeating it. I nodded frantically.
    She moved her face close to mine and said huskily, “I was
hoping you’d say that. Or nod it, anyway.” A short laugh and she was right
there, grown blurry, and I closed my eyes before they crossed and made me look
like a total moron. As a result I didn’t know how long I had until her mouth
touched mine.
    It was barely a second. A whisper of breath across the
delicate skin, then soft, wet lips contacted mine. I still wasn’t convinced
that I wasn’t dreaming. Me and Nadia naked and soapy together in a shower…it
was like my favorite sexual fantasies come true.
    Then my capability for thinking was removed. Because, at the
same time her tongue sought access to my mouth, her right hand skated down my
body and insinuated itself between my thighs. Working in tandem, her hand and
her tongue teased me, tantalized me, stroking, caressing, penetrating. I was so
bowled over by the situation that it took a while to realize that I was
behaving like a doll—just standing there and letting her do her thing. I
mentally shook myself. Come on, Virginia, don’t make this smokin’ hot woman
regret her decision to come on to you. You’re not a damn virgin, so get your
head out of your arse and reciprocate, enjoy the moment.
    My mind made up, I moved my arms from where they’d hung
limply at my sides and slipped them around Nadia’s body. It was all so new, so
exciting. It wasn’t that I didn’t know what to do next, more that I couldn’t
decide. Did I grab the back of her neck, pull her closer and deepen the kiss?
Or did I get a handful of the buttocks I’d admired for so long and see if they
felt as good as they looked? And what about her breasts?
    Spoiled for choice, I knew I had to make a decision fast
before I ruined this seriously sexy Sapphic moment. Finally my brain kicked in
and I remembered that, given I had two hands, I could do two of those things.
Seriously, what was it about this woman that made me into a brainless idiot?
Shifting one hand up her body, I slotted it beneath the thick mane of wet hair
that hung down her back and grabbed her neck, pulling her mouth harder onto
mine. We groaned together, the sound nearly lost in each other and the hot
water that still poured onto us.
    I sneaked my free hand eagerly