abandoning her true self to please a guy.”
Dawn laughed again, a more full-bodied sound this time. “Okay, fair enough. But the difference here is—you want to be sexual. It’s in you. You’ve told me so. And just remember the look on Danny’s face when he saw the new Sandy. He was thrilled—
finally, she was everything he needed her to be. And if deep inside, you’re already everything Simon needs you to be, you have to let that out. You can’t waste another minute that you could be having hot fun with him, making him happy and growing closer all at the same time.” Dawn’s fingers still moved rhythmically over Emily’s shoulders, her touch beginning to stretch down over her collarbone.
“You make this sound easy.”
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“Given where you’re coming from, no, it’s not easy at all. But it’s worth it. If you don’t open yourself up, you might never really be happy.”
Emily let out a long, heavy sigh. Dawn’s last words had just hit her square in the gut. Not just because she’d lose Simon if she didn’t open up, but because she’d never really get to know her true desires, the things she really wanted. She’d never be the whole woman she could be. “You’re right, Dawn—you’re so right. I want to let go of all this silly baggage. I want to pleasure Simon. And I’m going to.”
Just then, Dawn’s kneading fingertips stretched farther, onto the tops of Emily’s sensitized breasts. She felt the touch everywhere.
And her voice went softer. “I’m going to.”
“That’s so good, honey,” Dawn said, her tone sweet, comforting. “Now…no more talking. Just feel. Just imagine my hands are Simon ’ s hands. Just imagine you’re alone with him, and afraid of nothing, letting your body do what it wants.”
When Dawn’s hands slipped down over both her breasts, Emily thought to protest, but she didn’t. She was supposed to just feel. To teach herself it was okay. No more talking, Dawn had said. Just feel . Just feel . If she wanted to save her relationship with Simon…she had to just feel.
She clenched her teeth as pleasure spread through her chest and outward, downward. She tried to keep her breathing even, tried not to sigh with how good it felt.
This is Dawn , your friend , a woman, touching you sexually ! The thought rushed through her brain, but she held it at bay. She ’ s a sex therapist . She ’ s helping you . Be quiet . Just feel .
“Think of Simon,” Dawn whispered, her voice barely audible. Emily’s eyes remained shut, but she sensed Dawn moving around to the side of the chaise. Once there, she resumed gently kneading Emily’s breasts, her soft touch drifting down to caress her stomach, too. “Think of pleasing your man. The hands on you right now are his. Think of his cock, Emily. Think of it big and hard, just for you. Think of taking it in your mouth, wanting it there, letting it fill you. Hear his moans when you slide your 39
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lips up and down, feel his fingers in your hair.” At this, one hand left Emily’s breast and threaded back through the hair at her temple, making her sigh.
“You want to please him so much, and you want to let him pleasure you, too. Think of him parting your legs with his hands.” Dawn did that then, gently parted Emily’s legs. “Think of him licking your pussy.” She ran one finger smoothly up the center seam of Emily’s jeans between her thighs. “Think of his mouth on you, giving you such raw pleasure.” Dawn began to rub then, rub Emily’s mound through the jeans. “Think of him licking and sucking your clit deep into his mouth…until you come for him, so hard.”
When Emily felt the urge to lift against Dawn’s touch, she didn’t fight it. For once in her life, she didn’t fight something that felt wild, crazy, a true act of hedonism. She wasn’t into girls. She only knew it felt good. Like electricity zipping through her. She had to go with it, let it happen. Quit analyzing.
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