No More Wasted Time: A Carlsbad Village Lesbian Romance

“You didn’t offer to pay, though,” Krissy pointed out.

“You didn’t hear me earlier back at the house?” Becca asked. “I said, ‘Since this is our first date, I’ll pay.’”

“You said no such thing.”

“You just weren’t paying attention,” Becca told her, continuing her game. “Now, for our second date—which you’ll pay for—I suggest Morton’s in San Diego.”

Krissy’s eyes went wide.

“That’s, like, a two-hundred-and-fifty dollar date!” she said. She sat back and crossed her arms. “I’d better be getting lucky after that one.”

Becca pretended to be offended.

“Do you think I’m that type of girl?” she asked.

Krissy quirked an eyebrow.

“You were that type of girl last night,” she said. “And Bluewater Grill is no Morton’s.”

“Last night wasn’t a date, sweetie,” Becca pointed out. “If you want more of that action…you have to step it up now.”

Krissy suddenly leaned forward, arms on the table.

“By the way,” she began, “I don’t know about you, but I thought we were amazing together last night. But I always knew we would be.”

Becca also leaned forward and now their faces were inches apart. Even just the mention of last night made her nipples hard.

“We were amazing,” she concurred. “Like, holy fuck, Krissy…”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Becca stroked Krissy’s shoulder. She wanted this conversation to heat up. Rapidly. “Getting to finally taste you made me come so hard.”

“Oh, fuck, Becs,” Krissy murmured. “And the sounds you make...”

“Is that right?”

“It is. You know what else?”

Becca leaned a little closer.

“What else?”

“I love how much you come,” Krissy told her. She flicked out the tip of her tongue and touched it to her upper lip.

Becca felt her inner walls clench, remembering the feel of that long tongue inside her passage. By the time they left the pizza restaurant, she was going to be soaked.

She continued stroking Krissy’s shoulder.

“I can go down on you for hours, Krissy, I swear to god I can. When I first met you, I wanted to tie you to my bed and lick you until you actually lost consciousness.”

Krissy gasped and Becca saw her eyes cloud over with pure lust.

“I always knew sex with you would be amazing,” Krissy purred. “The best part is, we haven’t started using toys yet.”

Becca cocked an eyebrow.

“Oh, you want toys, huh?” she said. “I’ve got a toy for you. Actually…it’s a toy for us.”