the floor and scratched Rocky’s head, not wanting to be left out of the late-night lovefest.
“We opened a show tonight, Rock,” Lauren said. He snuffled and wiggled.
“I think they liked us,” Carly added. Rocky turned in three circles and trotted away.
Lauren faced Carly. “He’s not really a night owl. He generally greets me after shows, but then heads back to his bed under the end table. He thinks it’s his own personal fort, and I’ve done nothing to correct him.”
“And why would you?” Carly asked, sweeping a strand of hair behind Lauren’s ear. That did it. She was back to stop one on the Lust Express and watched Carly with heated interest.
“Hi,” she said softly.
“Take me to your room,” Carly said back.
Lauren laughed nervously. “I really like that sentence.” She took Carly’s hand and walked through the house, turning off lights as she went.
“I have others,” Carly said, as she was led down the short hallway to the master bedroom. “Here’s one. I want my hands on you yesterday.”
“A second truly good sentence,” Lauren said.
“Another that comes to mind…my legs are shaking just thinking about you touching me.”
Lauren sucked in a breath at that one. Touching Carly. God. Her own knees went weak. One look back when they reached the door to Lauren’s bedroom told her everything Carly just said was true. Carly’s playful side had slowly receded, and what Lauren saw in her eyes was inarguably desire. Heat flared, and the anticipation of what was about to happen engulfed Lauren. She was wet. She was in need. She was ready. God, they’d waited long enough.
She had her bedroom lights on a dimmer, which worked out nicely for them tonight. Dim enough for sexy, but enough to see all she’d been dreaming about for weeks. Lauren didn’t have to wait long. Carly slid a hand behind Lauren’s neck and kissed her with unmeasured passion. With Lauren gasping for air, Carly stepped back and, in full view, lifted her red sweater over her head, leaving her in black pants and a black bra so revealing Lauren had to swallow. She didn’t move a muscle as Carly unbuttoned those pants and slid them down her legs. The matching lingerie underneath rode the curve of her hip and dipped between her legs. Lauren trembled at the sight of the gorgeous, confident woman in front of her.
“May I?” Carly said quietly as she approached. Her fingertips brushed against the skin of Lauren’s collarbone, and she unbuttoned the top button of Lauren’s red blouse. Lauren nodded, granting her silent permission to go farther. Carly stepped in closer and eased the top of her bare thigh up against Lauren’s center through her jeans. She heard her own gasp and felt her entire body tighten. Carly’s proximity did that to her, communicating her startling power. Lauren throbbed. She tried to concentrate. Carly continued to slowly unbutton her top, staring with interest as she revealed more and more. She let her hands drop after mastering the last button. Lauren’s open shirt revealed a glimpse of her cleavage and the long sweep of her torso and stomach. Carly took her in as if studying the most beautiful of paintings. Finally, she reached up and slid the shirt off Lauren’s shoulders, down to her elbows. She’d worn her yellow bra. She liked the way she looked in it best.
“God,” Carly said and shook her head reverently. It seemed the yellow had been the right choice. She dipped her head and kissed the spot between Lauren’s breasts, prompting Lauren to drop her head back in sweet surrender. Carly kissed up her chest to her neck and the spot beneath her jaw, all the while working the button on Lauren’s pants like a damn professional. They were down around her knees along with her underwear before she could lift her head again. Carly would know how ready she was soon. Her bra quickly followed, and she watched Carly feast on that little reveal. “Finally,” Carly breathed. She caught a nipple in her mouth and swirled her tongue, sending pinpricks of pleasure shooting through Lauren’s midsection and immediately lower. God, it was the lower that nearly did her in. Carly palmed the other breast, clearly not at all shy in the bedroom. “You’re everything I imagined and more, you know that?” Carly continued to bathe her breasts, sending Lauren’s longing beyond anywhere she’d ever been before.
“I want to see you,” Lauren whispered, running her nails up and down Carly’s back.