Her Collateral Bride: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

Claire nodded. Haley kissed her again feverishly. She left

Claire’s lips only to kiss her cheeks, her forehead, her neck,

her shoulders, her collarbones, and then she worked her way

down, claiming one of her breasts.

Claire arched up as Haley’s tongue laved her nipple,

sending sensation shooting up and down her spine. She w

as

straddling Claire, and her instinct was to reach up and wrap

her hand around Haley’s throat like a collar and flip her over,

pinning her to the bed with her hands above her head so she

couldn’t move or touch or break through age old defenses, but

she didn’t allow herself to do that.

She told herself that it wouldn’t work anyway. That she

wouldn’t be able to come. She wouldn’t be able to give Haley

the one thing she wanted, but her body was already

responding. Her nipples were already hard peaks and Claire’s

hips were already rolling up even when she tried to keep them

pinned to the bed, seeking the friction and the warmth of

Haley.

“I love this,” Haley hissed as Claire’s nipple popped out

from between her lips. She ran her tongue along the hard bead,

which made Claire whimper low in her throat and arch into

Haley’s warm mouth. Her touch was magic. “I love that you’re

so comfortable being naked. I love how beautiful you are. I

love all the sounds you make. I love that you’re here, doing

this for you.”

I’m doing this for you, Claire wanted to protest. So that I

can tell you that I gave you everything and it still wasn’t

enough before I break your heart and send you away. So I can

prove to myself that I’m too broken to ever even think about