“What do you mean you can’t?” she asked patiently. With
infinite gentleness. She was robbed of the need for control, for
dominance, for power. She was left empty, hollowed out.
“I can’t. Not without something. I can’t just do it with my
fingers,” Haley hissed. Claire could tell what the honesty was
costing her. She wouldn’t let Haley put her head down. She
wouldn’t let her feel that shame.
She tipped her chin up gently, holding it between her fingers
so Haley had to look at her. “I’ll help you.”
“What?”
“If I can make you come with my fingers, you can make
yourself come with yours. I’ll show you and I’ll help you.”
“You’re not going to make some caustic comment about me
being innocent and so naïve that I can’t even get myself off,
and blah, blah, blah?”
Claire allowed a rare, genuine smile to break free. “No. Not
right now. If you’re willing to learn, then I’m willing to teach
you. It’s an agreement of our own. Between us. Innocence is a
precious, amazing thing.” Hang onto it, she wanted to scream.
Fucking hang onto it, Haley. “It’s certainly not a bad thing.”
“You mocked me for it.”
“No. No, that wasn’t what I meant to do. I’m sorry.”
Haley startled at the word. Claire startled at the word. That
wasn’t what she was going to say. Fuck. One taste of her sweet
as sin pussy and I’m already getting soft.
“I thought you weren’t a lesbian,” Haley said accusingly.
“My dear, I am definitely a lesbian.”
Claire leaned in and claimed Haley’s lips. She moaned at
the taste of herself there. She licked off the spice of herself and
cried out, but Claire trapped the sound from escaping. She