“Take me home, Gloria.” I held Gloria’s eyes with my own – her warm brown eyes were locked on my own. “I need you now.”
Gloria froze for a moment. She knew I had never been with a woman before. “Are you sure?” she asked. It was a polite question, hiding the desire that was plain in her eyes. Gloria wanted me desperately, but not so much as to put me ill at ease. After dancing around the subject of girl-love and girl crushes for so long, Gloria was willing to wait a little bit longer.
I wasn’t. My body was on fire from the brief touches of fingertips on my flesh. I wanted her. “I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life.”
Those words sent a shiver through Gloria – a tremor that she shared with me in a gentle kiss. As our lips parted, I held her close to my body and whispered: “But I haven’t been honest with you.”
Gloria tensed. I could see the worry in her eyes.
“It’s nothing illegal, and I don’t have a boyfriend.” I brushed her lips with my own. My fingers casually caressed the smooth flesh of her arm. “But sometimes, I’m a bad girl.”
Gloria’s eyes widened at this confession. “And?” she said, raising an eyebrow.
Nibbling on Gloria’s ear, I let my tongue flicker along her sensitive skin. “Sometimes, I’m so naughty that I need a spanking.”
I felt the heat of a sudden blush of heat rush through Gloria’s skin. She was embarrassed, but as her hands encircled my waist, desire pulsed low in my belly. Gloria disengaged me from her ear, and then tipped her head back till our lips were once again pressed tenderly against one another.
“A good, hard spanking.” I murmured against her lips and kissed her gently.