“Can we go to your room?”

“I’m so sorry.” Bristol blushed and moved just enough for Annie to slide off the counter and down the length of her. Her hand was back under Annie’s shorts, teasing her. Her mouth was hot on her neck. Annie clutched Bristol’s shoulders and moaned her impatience. Bristol grabbed Annie’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Annie ripped off the hoodie and stood in front of Bristol wet and panting, wearing tiny cotton shorts and a tank top. Bristol sat on the edge of the bed, and Annie straddled her. She rolled her hips, wanting friction from any part of Bristol.

“Are you sure about this?” Bristol asked.

Annie barely heard her. “What? Yes. I’m a thousand percent sure. I’ve wanted this since the first time we were onstage together.” She moaned when she felt Bristol’s fingers move closer to her throbbing pussy. She hadn’t been wearing any panties last night, and even though she felt sexy wearing her little black dress and heels, something about wearing Bristol’s clothes and getting her shorts wet from wanting her so much made this moment even sexier.

Bristol stopped kissing Annie to look at her when she slipped two fingers inside. They both moaned at the intimacy. Annie threw her arms around Bristol’s shoulders and leaned her forehead against Bristol’s.

“Yes,” she whispered against Bristol’s cheek. She’d never known how tender and vulnerable Bristol was until this moment. She kissed Bristol again. She tugged at her bottom lip with her teeth and slipped her tongue inside her mouth. Her hips started moving against Bristol’s hand. She wanted more, but was she taking too much too soon? Was her greed a turnoff? Annie didn’t know if they would have more than this one night, and she didn’t want to miss a single moment but didn’t want to come off too strong. She wanted no regrets in the morning when life returned to normal and they went their separate ways.

“We have to get these off you.” Bristol flipped Annie so she was on her back. She wasn’t gentle when she pulled off the shorts. A thrill shook Annie from the inside out, and she quickly removed her tank top. Bristol knelt above her, looked at her, then back into her eyes. “You’re perfect. Absolute perfection.”