part0017

Steph stood at the hotel check in desk. The journey had been long and uneventful, but she was anxious. She had tried to make herself contact Mia in advance of the wedding, but the longer she procrastinated the harder it became, until the wedding was upon them. She hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Mia, about their parents, about the kiss. Still it didn’t change anything, her parents were marrying, that made Mia her step-sister and someone she would need to be around for her dad’s sake, hopefully for many years to come. If they weren’t in contact it would only be because Mia was travelling.

Emma and her dad obviously thought they were still in touch and as a result it was recent texts from Mia that told her of the arrangements. This time, not surprisingly, there was no offer to collect her at the airport. Everyone else had been at the hotel since yesterday, so Steph had flown, then taken a train and a taxi.

“Hi, I’m booked in the Walker/Sullivan party, Stephanie Walker.”

Steph watched as the receptionist checked and rechecked her computer, she could see her expression and anticipated her words before she said them. “I’m sorry Madam, all the rooms for that booking are already filled.”

“Okay have you got another room then?” Stephanie didn’t care about the cost.

The girl looked nervous, she felt slightly sorry for her. “I’m afraid not Madam, the hotel is full.”

“What, it’s my dad’s wedding. Are there any hotels nearby that are likely to have vacancies?”

“I’ll try, but I’m afraid we are quite out of the way, and it’s a busy time of year for weddings.” Steph could see the receptionist’s face getting redder, she was obviously embarrassed. She began to pick up the phone, likely to call her manager.

“Hi, is there a problem?”

Steph turned around, her body already fully aware of who was next to her. Mia, the person she most dreaded seeing. Given Mia had arrived the previous day and seemed in charge of proceedings, the staff already knew her. She took in Mia, her black leather skin tight trousers and ankle boots, and her white cotton shirt, her hair loose. She was wearing light makeup which emphasised her large blue eyes, and full lips. God she’s even more beautiful than I remember.

“I’m sorry Ms Sullivan there seems to be a problem with the booking, all the rooms are taken. There’s no room available for Ms Walker.”

Mia looked thoughtful for a moment, then glanced at Steph and then the receptionist. “That’s okay she can share with me.”

Steph just looked at her. “Really?”

“Well its either that or you taxi back to Falkirk. Look it’s a big room, 2 double beds, you’re welcome to one if you want, I don’t bite. You decide.”

Steph blushed, it was going to be awkward enough the way she had left things or ran away as Abby had described it. She hadn’t been wrong. After what happened, and her cowardice at not contacting Mia before now, she had hoped to be able to lose herself in the large number of guests, enabling her to avoid Mia as much as possible. She was only here a few minutes and already her plan had failed miserably. I should have known.

Sharing a room was going to be a challenge, but what choice did she have, and Mia was being very generous given the circumstances. Before she knew it, she was following Mia to her room. Standing in the lift she couldn’t avoid looking at her. “Do you think this is a good idea?”

Mia looked at her, Steph’s lack of contact since the party said it all. Mia had worked hard, preparing herself to cope with seeing Steph. She couldn’t have made it plainer by her actions that she wasn’t interested. It had been a great plan, but unfortunately not fool proof, immediately she saw Steph at reception all her feelings and attraction raised their head again, who was she kidding, she was madly attracted to her. Approaching her Mia resigned herself to a few days of pain in her company. Having to share a room would be excruciating, but it was the right thing to do.

“Well it’s not what I was have asked for, but I don’t know any alternatives, unless you want to sleep on our parents’ floor, and that would certainly curtail their wedding night plans. Alternatively, you can stay at another hotel, but it won’t be close, they chose this place for its country location and seclusion. That means taxis aren’t exactly numerous either, as I’m sure you’ve already experienced.”

Walking down the long corridor Mia stopped at room 403 and unlocked the door, walking in and holding it open for Steph.

Steph walked past her and put down her case, anxious to break the tense atmosphere. “Look Mia I’m sorry for how I left things, it was immature, I was immature.”

Mia stood near the door, her arms crossed, now wasn’t the ideal time to say how she felt, but Steph had raised it and she was not prepared to just let it go and accept an apology, she had been very hurt by Steph’s treatment of her. “Yes, it was and unkind.”

“Steph you made me feel like I’d done something wrong, you kissed me too remember.... and the rest.”

Steph blushed, unable to look at her. “Yes, and I’ve hardly thought of anything since then.”

Mia shook her head. “You could’ve fooled me. Well don’t fret any longer Sis...., we were drunk, these things happen. I suppose I should just be glad you didn’t fuck me and then leave before I got up.”

“Mia, god.... that would never have happened.”

“And why is that, am I not good enough for you?”

Steph was angry, she had hoped that she could apologise and then they could move on, but Mia wasn’t letting it go. “No, Christ if anything it’s the opposite. Stop second guessing me, I don’t do casual sex Mia, I’m only intimate with someone when I’m interested in them so that wouldn’t have happened despite what I feel.” Shit what have I said.

Mia was angry and not willing to let it go now that they were mid argument. “Despite what you feel, what the hell does that mean?”

God she’s infuriating. “It means I didn’t want a kiss, or a quick fuck on your mum’s couch, that’s not me. I’m not like other women you’ve come across who you say use you, please don’t put me in the same box as them. I respect you far too much for that...... Try and understand Mia your mum’s marrying my dad, you don’t live in the same city, hell you don’t plan on staying in one country for more than five minutes, so tell me, what future would there be for us?”

Mia visibly bristled. “Bloody hell you’ve got us split up before we’ve even dated. Did it never occur to you that I might hang around if I had a reason to, someone I wanted, who wanted me to stay? What’s the chance that I travel the world and then meet someone in my home town.”

“Tomorrow you’ll be my step-sister.”

Mia was angry and nearly shouting. “So what Steph, Christ you’re like a broken record. Unless I’m missing something there’s no law against being with you, we’re not related.” Deflated she sat down on her bed, her face in her hands. “What’s the point, obviously I mean nothing to you.”

Steph knelt down next to her. “That’s not true Mia, please listen to me. I’ve hardly thought of anything else since that kiss. I can’t get you out of my mind.”

“Ha, funny way of showing it, not a text nothing. How the hell did you think I felt, and as for not respecting me, you treated me worse than some of my one-night stands, at least they hadn’t made any promises beyond what they offered right then and there. You became my friend, then you shut me out. It was as though I’d done something wrong.”

Steph shook her head. “You didn’t do anything wrong, I lost control, it’s my fault. Look Mia, I’ve said I’m sorry and I am, but my priority this weekend is my dad’s marriage. He’s so happy and I don’t want to spoil anything. Let’s just try and get on as well as we can, please.”

“Fine, my mum is my priority too, and after tomorrow we won’t have to see each other again anyway thank god, at least until some distant family event, and maybe even then one of us can find a reason to avoid it. There’s a family dinner tonight, it’s at a farm 10 minutes away, everyone’s already there, I waited for you, god knows why. If you plan to go then you’ve got 15 minutes, I’ll see you at the front of the hotel.” Mia walked out the room letting the door slam behind her.

Shit, I can’t seem to do anything right, although at least we’ve cleared the air, to some extent anyway. Steph had a very quick shower and dressed in black designer jeans and a green silk shirt, and high heeled boots, carrying her leather jacket over her shoulder. Standing at the front of the hotel she was surprised when Steph drove up on her motorbike, stopping at the entrance next to her and thrusting a helmet into her hand.

She lifted her visor. “Get on Sis, I believe I promised you a bike ride.”

“Now?” Steph wasn’t sure she could handle being so close to her.

Mia could see her hesitate, she raised her helmet. “Yes now, it’s this or nothing, I waited for you, but all the cars have gone, and it’s the country, I told you taxis are in short supply here. It’s the best I can do okay.” She watched as Steph put her leather jacket on, then the helmet, and got on the bike behind her, trying to keep some distance between them.

Mia zoomed off and Steph found herself moving from reaching behind her to hold on, to sliding towards her. As they rounded a corner Steph took her hands from the small bar behind her and wrapped them around Mia’s waist, keeping them there for the remainder of the journey.

They arrived at the farm quickly, and Mia parked outside the barn where it was obvious the dinner was in full swing. The doors were opened into the night and a few people stood outside smoking. Mia got off the bike and waited until Steph alighted. “Okay?”

Steph nodded. “Yes thanks, the bike is great.”

Mia looked at her, her expression giving nothing away. “I’m glad you liked it because I’m taking you home too, so don’t get too drunk.” On that she turned and walked into the barn.

Steph stood for a second. The bike ride had been exhilarating but being so close to Mia had been difficult. Her plans to keep her distance couldn’t be farther from the reality, first the room and now this, and the problem was she had enjoyed it, the physical closeness to Mia. She already dreaded and eagerly anticipated the return journey. Her confused thoughts were interrupted by her dad appearing from the barn. He hugged her, “Hi darling, you’re here at last.”

“Yes, sorry I’m late, the plane was delayed.”

“I heard, but you are here now that’s what counts, and Mia was kind enough to offer to wait for you, even though she can’t have a drink.” Steph looked at her dad, wondering if there was any undertone to his comment. “You’ve missed the starter though I’m afraid. Come on let’s get you a glass of wine.”

Steph followed him into the barn, it was a long thin room filled by a long table, and a small bar at the far end. It was rustic but charming with tapestries hung on the brick and wood walls, and a wooden floor. She stopped to hug Emma before following her dad to the bar, taking a large gulp of the white wine she was handed. Sitting at the table she found herself directly across from Mia. She had wondered whether it would be tense given their earlier interaction, but it looked like Mia had put it behind them. She was friendly enough when they were conversing. She felt guilty watching Mia refuse wine and drink sparkling water, knowing that this was because of her.

Mia glanced at Steph across the dinner table. She’d hoped the time since their last contact would have lessened the impact. Inviting her to share her room this evening had been the last thing she had anticipated or wanted. She needed distance, but what could she do, leave Steph without somewhere to sleep. She’d offered to stay behind and wait for her when she heard her flight had been delayed, not wanting to create any hassle for anyone or any stress for her mum and Rob but bringing her here on her bike had been torture, particularly after the discussion, no argument, in her room. She’d been very tempted to leave her there and let her find her own way to the dinner, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to, this weekend was about the wedding, about her parents, not them. Steph was insufferable.

Mia also hadn’t anticipated the journey, the impact of having Steph so physically close to her. By the time they reached the venue she was wet with longing. She had to go to the bathroom to run water on her wrists and splash her face to cool down. She wondered how she would cope with the return journey never mind sharing a room.

The evening was enjoyable, Steph spent time speaking to friends and relatives, glad to have this opportunity to catch up as she knew it was often difficult to speak with everyone at a wedding. She had a few more glasses of wine and when the night ended, and she hit the cool night air she realised she was slightly drunker than planned. At the same time Steph knew she needed this to spend the night in the same room as Mia, and if there was any chance of her being able to sleep then she needed a few glasses of wine to knock her out. It was only then she remembered she was going back on Mia’s bike. Shit.

Steph approached the bike seeing Mia already sitting on it, the engine already started, her helmet in her hands. She handed her the helmet, more gently this time. “Are you okay to go on this?”

“You mean am I drunk?”

“No. I’ll be fine, really.”

Mia looked at her questioningly. “Well make sure you hold me round the waist from the outset, I don’t want to lose you as I go around a bend. Tempting as that thought is my mum and Rob would kill me.”

Steph put on her helmet. “Sure.” As they travelled, she was certain that the way back was different to their way here, it definitely seemed longer. She found she didn’t care. She had watched Mia throughout the evening, she was sure she had caught Mia watching her at times. It was hard to draw her gaze away, she couldn’t believe Mia had been prepared to let her stay with her in her room after how she had treated her. Now the feeling of holding her waist was arousing her beyond belief, building on the desire it had taken time to quell following the earlier ride. She was sure Mia could feel how hard her nipples were though their jackets, pressed against her, and hoped she would think it was because of the cold. Moisture gathered between her legs at the thought. Her assumption proved true though as the winding road that they were on seemed to be taking them higher into the hills, she was convinced their journey there had been mostly flat.

Mia couldn’t help herself, the feel of the powerful engine between her legs, coupled with Steph’s warm hands around her waist and just under her jacket, along with her body tight against her was exciting her to the extent that she expected she could come if she let herself. Her core throbbed, desperate for Steph’s touch. After dreading the return journey, she found she didn’t want to get back to the hotel. In the weeks since their kiss when they had had no contact, she convinced herself she had hardened her heart, and that she would be able to cope when she saw her again. Until she did....and she realised the attraction had not left her, if anything it had intensified. Who was she kidding that she could forget her so easily when their kiss was etched on her lips?

In the intervening period Mia told herself that they just had the wedding to get through, that after that she’d have no reason to see Steph, that she could travel again. At the same time, she could find no interest in travelling, not even any urge to start looking at possibilities, this was a first for her. Then seeing her at the hotel reception everything had come back to her, Steph flooded her senses with her beauty. She couldn’t help offering her the other bed in her room, even though it caused her considerable angst. She couldn’t even have a drink to help calm her mind. The fact that Emma and Rob spoke of Steph regularly and were under the misapprehension that they were still in contact was another pressure, as she was the conduit for information, she hadn’t liked to disabuse them of this, fearing it would reinforce to her mum her frivolous nature. So, she relied on impersonal texts to send essential information, and gained nothing but thanks in response.

She pulled to a stop at the top of a hill in what was obviously a viewing station, the lights in the valley below them twinkled. At this time of night, they were all alone.

Steph pulled up her visor. “Why are we here?”

Mia sighed deeply, her own visor raised. “Honestly, I don’t know.”

Steph watched as Mia took of her helmet, freeing her long hair, unzipping her jacket, but didn’t move from the seat, instead appearing to lean back into her.

“You can let go now.”

Steph removed her own helmet, but returned her arms to Mia’s waist, widening her legs as she pulled Mia closer and into the space formed. She could smell her citrus shampoo and feel the softness of her curls on her nose and face. “What if I don’t want to?”

A silence opened up between them although Mia made no effort to move, instead she appeared to relax into her. “God Steph you’re a mass of contradictions, I don’t know what it is you want, please enlighten me.”

“And you think I do! All I know is that I’ve been captivated since the moment I first saw you. Much as I don’t want to feel like this, I can’t help it.”

“You don’t want...”

“Oh yes, I want it all, I want you Mia, but our parents...”

“Fuck will you stop please. This is not about them, it’s about us, you and me Steph.”

“I’m sorry Mia.”

“No, it’s not okay. I’m lying to myself and most importantly I’m lying to you.”

“No let me finish please. I’m so sorry Mia, I ran away from you before, I’m a coward. At least I was, I’m sick of it, sick of how I am sometimes. You were right in what you said earlier, I criticised women for not noticing how fantastic you are, and then I treated you like shit too. That includes today, and even then, you were prepared to let me share your room, and limit your evening to bring me here, you should have told me to get lost.”

“Why did you...run I mean?”

Steph took a deep breath, it was now or never, and it helped that she didn’t have to look into Mia’s eyes as she spoke to her. “I was scared Mia, and I managed to convince myself that it wasn’t right, that our parents’ marriage would make us related. It was a cover though, at least partly, for my fear. I’m not good at relationships, but when I do start them, I’m all in, and with you I want this so much. The thought you’ll be gone soon was too painful, so I pushed you away and made excuses why I couldn’t be with you, why I couldn’t start something. That’s not to say our parents’ marriage doesn’t complicate things because it does.”

Mia exhaled she couldn’t cope with this, Steph blew hot and cold. “What is it you want from me Steph?”

“I know exactly what I want, I want you Mia.” Before she could help herself, her lips were on Mia’s neck, breathing her in, tasting her. “I was an utter fool before, god I’ve missed you. I’ve thought of nothing else since that kiss, and the feel of you beneath me.” She moved closer to Mia, and pulled her back hard against her, her hands already moving upwards caressing her breasts over her shirt. “I want you, I need to have you Mia right here, now.”

Mia groaned, moving closer to Steph, enjoying the feel of Steph’s pelvis against her ass, the fire in her core building by the second, threatening to consume her. Steph’s lips hot and wet as they trailed kisses up and down her neck. Already she wanted Steph’s hands inside her shirt. Her own legs opening instinctively to encourage greater contact.

“I’ve thought of nothing but the feel of your soft lips, of your breasts pressed against me, your wetness as my thigh brushed your panties. Mia please, I need you.”

Mia groaned, all vestige of restraint quickly lost. “Oh God Steph I want you too, please take me.” Mia leant her head to the side allowing her ready access and moaned quietly. “Please....just don’t mark my neck for tomorrow.”

Steph moved her mouth to her ear lobe lightly biting and then gently sucking on it. Simultaneously increasing the pressure on Mia’s breasts, groaning as her nipples became rock hard under her caress. Encountering no resistance, she reached beneath her shirt and pulled her bra aside, exposing her breasts to the elements, allowing her to rub and caress her. Mia thought she might come from this alone, the sensations were overwhelming, and building rapidly, sending electric shocks right to to her clit. She pressed backwards hard against Steph’s rocking hips.

Steph pulled back slightly to undo her own jacket and shirt and allow her own breasts to rub against Mia’s back.

Mia couldn’t have stopped what was happening if she had wanted to, but she knew that was the last thing did want. If she was honest, she had desired Steph from the first time she saw her. Steph was gently thrusting into her from behind, her pelvis pushing against her ass. She could feel Steph’s wetness through her jeans which mirrored her own. The feel of her hand on her breast and her mouth sucking her neck was arousing her like nothing she had experienced, she wanted her, and she needed to show her. Groaning she reached for one of Steph’s hands and brought it down between her trouser clad legs, whilst opening her legs as wide as she could. “Touch me please.”

Steph was intent on pleasuring her, and this whispered request had her thrusting harder. She gently stroked Mia’s centre over her clothing, immediately wanting more. Mia moaned, Steph was driving her wild. Suddenly she removed her hand, her breath hitching in her throat as Steph deftly unbuckled her belt, undid her button and slowly lowered her zip. The only sounds coming from their deep breathing. Pushing her hand inside them and her knickers she found copious wetness.

Steph couldn’t help herself, the tight trousers prevented her fucking Mia, but she wanted her, she thrust her fingers as low as possible into the wetness finding her clit engorged and ready for her. Rubbing her clit, she pulled her hard back against her, wrapping her own legs around Mia’s thighs to pull her closer, allow her to spread her legs wider and increase the friction against her core. She continued thrusting against her, faster now. Her tongue swirling around Mia’s ear, her teeth gently biting then sucking her lobe into her mouth. “You are so fucking wet.”

“Oh god...because of you, you’ve done that to me.” Mia thrust towards Steph’s hand building a rhythm until she was beside herself with the level of pleasurable feelings shooting through her body. It felt like Steph’s mouth and hands were everywhere all at once, coaxing her towards her rapidly building orgasm, the feelings exquisite. Steph rocked into her, she gently bit her earlobe and increased the pressure from her fingers, stroking and flicking her clit with increasing speed and pressure and complete accuracy. Mia’s body succumbed, she came hard, thrusting herself against Steph’s fingers with each spasm until the pleasure slowly dissipated.

Mia’s orgasm pushed Steph over too. She groaned as she surrendered to waves of pleasure. Mia held her as she shuddered, her moan coming from deep in her throat, and continued to hold her close as the aftershocks lessened, and her breathing returned to normal. Steph couldn’t believe how she had come just from this, but the pressure had built from the time she got on the bike, on the journey there, it had been like foreplay with the longer return journey the main event.

As their breathing slowed and their heart rates calmed, they continued to hold each other, looking at the view. Mia broke the silence first, her voice husky. “That was pretty amazing.”

“Yes, it was, are you okay?”

“Yes, more than okay, that was intense. It was pretty unexpected though, what happened to you wanting nothing to do with me?”

“Mm, Steph pulled her close, her lips kissing her neck. I was in denial, that’s the problem I can’t help myself when I’m around you. I meant what I said today, I haven’t been able to stop thinking of you.”

“Good, if that’s the outcome then I don’t want you to.” Mia took the opportunity to ask when she couldn’t see Steph’s face. “But you’ll be leaving again soon so what was that, a farewell fuck?”

“It doesn’t have to be. I told you Mia I don’t do casual. I convinced myself this couldn’t happen with you, because of who you are and that you’ll probably leave soon too, but I couldn’t stop myself, I’m completely under your spell. So, no, if it’s up to me then this needs to be the beginning of something, not its end. Take me back to the hotel please, I need to have you again, to be inside you, to taste you, to see what I’ve just touched.”

Mia swallowed, despite the powerful orgasm she had just had the thought of Steph naked in her bed, doing to her what she spoke of already had her highly aroused again. She quickly sorted her clothing, zipped up her jacket and put her helmet on. “Hang on tight, I’ll have us back in no time.”

Steph waited as Mia parked her bike in the hotel car park. She watched as she walked towards her, her long curly hair falling around her shoulders. Getting into the lift they were followed by an elderly couple. Mia wondered whether Steph would have kissed her there had they been alone, she thought it likely given the intensity of the gaze from her beautiful green eyes. Walking out the lift and walking towards their room she thought of how different the atmosphere was to earlier, she could feel Steph close behind her, so close she could feel the heat from her body as she unlocked the room door. She couldn’t believe she had allowed Steph to take her like that, but she had to admit that she had no regrets. Between the engagement party and now she had hoped something would happen when they next met, after their initial meeting earlier this had seemed less and less likely.

Steph closed the door behind her, watching as Mia threw her leather jacket onto the chair and turning around began walking towards her.

“Undress for me Mia.”

Mia smiled, halting her progress. “Don’t you think it’s my turn, I’m not some kind of pillow princess Steph. I know you came there without me touching you, but I want to touch you, I want to make you come at my hands, so much.”

Steph smiled. “I’m glad to hear it, and don’t worry you’ll get your turn, but the bike was just the warm-up. I haven’t finished and right now I need to see what I’ve been touching.” Steph took off her jacket and shoes.

“You want to see and touch at the same time? Greedy.” Mia began to provocatively undress. She only managed to remove her shirt and bra before Steph reached her.

“You bet.” As she spoke, she gently pushed Mia back against the wall, lifting her legs and wrapping them around her waist. Their mouths came together as they both moaned, their passion obvious to the other, electricity running between them as their tongues met in their first kiss since the engagement party.

“Oh god you’re so beautiful Mia.” Lowering her head, she placed her lips around Mia’s nipple. “I so want to be inside you.”

Mia smiled, her eyes glazed with desire, her throat suddenly dry. “Be my guest, make me yours Steph please.”

Steph stood back, holding Mia she walked to her bed and laying her down she lay next to her, her hand grasping the waistbands and lowering her trousers and panties in one tug. “I’ve wanted this since the first time I saw you.” She looked into Mia’s eyes as she ran her fingers over her centre, circling her clit and pushing her hand down, spreading her lips and ensuring her fingers were fully lubricated before gently entering her, pushing deep inside her with two fingers.

She smiled as Mia gasped, arching towards her, giving herself up to her. Her muscles clenched her fingers as Steph thrust deeply against her swollen walls, curling her fingers against her G spot, pushing her towards an intense release.

Without any break she removed her own clothing and began kissing and sucking her way down Mia’s body, taking in every delicious dip and curve. Mia was so soft and warm. Before long Steph was kneeling at the end of the bed, her fingers separating her folds as her tongue tasted her, quickly bringing her to an intense orgasm, Mia calling out her name as her hands gripped the back of her head. It felt as though she couldn’t get close enough to her.

Steph had hardly crawled back up the bed, but Mia turned her on her back and without any warning quickly lowered herself to Steph’s throbbing centre. Three fingers slid deep inside her as Mia sucked her clit into her mouth. Steph came hard and quickly, her fingers tangled in her hair, holding her there.

Whist tempted to talk and make love through the night, they knew they had to be on form for the next day. Their parents deserving they’re not yawning at the altar and managing to make it through the day and evening celebrations. That didn’t prevent them quickly making love in the early hours of the morning when they woke, before falling asleep again, their bodies wrapped around each other. The second bed in the room never used.

Steph woke spooning Mia to the sound of Emma knocking on the door. “Mia, Steph, 20 minutes until breakfast. Don’t be late, we only have an hour before the hairdresser arrives.”

Steph groaned, burying her face in Mia’s soft curls, to prevent the sound of her laughter travelling. She smacked Mia’s bottom. “Come on lazy bones, we need a shower, you smell of sex, and we’ve only got 20 minutes.”

Mia grinned, stretching. “And you really think it will be quicker showering together?”

“Only if you can keep your hands to yourself but remember this is a country area, we should preserve water.”

“Ah so it’s for the good of the environment.”

“You drive a hard bargain babe.”

“Come on, I can’t promise to keep my hands to myself, but I’ll be good... and very fast.”

“Oh, you’ve certainly proven both, that’s the fastest I’ve ever come on the bike last night, if it hadn’t felt so good it was almost embarrassing.”

“Don’t be embarrassed, after all I was like an inexperienced horny teenager, coming just thrusting against you, if anyone should be embarrassed it’s me.” Steph reached out her hand, her expression full of desire. “You do know you’re wasting precious time.”

Mia smiled as she followed Steph into the bathroom, relieved that the night before hadn’t been a onetime thing. Steph was right, proving again that she was fast, Mia was coming against the tiles in no time. Mia dressed quickly, nervous about whether friends and family would recognise her thoroughly fucked look.