be this close and never take any pleasure for herself? Haley
would never be able to do it. She already ached, constantly,
and that was even with the releases Claire had given her.
Claire twisted Haley’s nipple and she let out a moan that
could probably be heard through the whole house. Her hands
never left the keys, even though her body bowed and twisted.
She was greedy. Insatiably greedy. She wanted more. She
wanted Claire. All of her.
What she didn’t want was to lose her. She didn’t want to
leave. She didn’t want the inevitable end to come. She no
longer wanted to escape. She no longer wanted her freedom.
Being free wouldn’t be what she’d once known it to be. It
would mean being without Claire, and where was the freedom
in that?
Haley knew she was in trouble. This couldn’t and wouldn’t
end well. Claire wouldn’t change just because she wanted her
to. She hadn’t even let her touch her yet. They were still who
they were. The woman who wanted revenge and the daughter
of her enemy. They were still fourteen years apart. Claire
wouldn’t change her mind about them not having a future. For
her, she could separate sex and emotion, but Haley was lost.
She was falling, and it was so hard because she knew she’d
only end up alone.
She knew she was pretty much doomed, and she poured her
anguish into the keys, all while Claire twisted and worked and
plied her nipple. She nuzzled Haley’s neck, gentler than she
ever had been.
All of a sudden, she tore her hand away and her mouth was
gone. Haley dropped her hands from the keys and spun
around. Claire took two steps back, creating a void between