“Kiss me,” she whispered, shocked at how much she wanted it, needed it.

Lou bent her head. Her breath was hot on Stephanie’s mouth in the moment before their lips touched. It was feather light, but oh God, it set off a firestorm of feeling through every cell in her body. Lou kissed her again, lingering longer this time, yet still so soft, so careful.

And then Stephanie didn’t need careful anymore. Just these brief kisses had banished any last doubts or fears she’d ever had about being physical with another woman. The want running through her veins, scorching her body, suffocating all the mental damage her parents’ vitriol had ever done to her, was testament to that.

When Lou’s lips touched hers a third time, she moaned, opened her mouth, and Lou’s tongue slipped in between her lips, met hers, and began to dance. Stephanie felt as if she might explode. Lou moaned and grabbed two handfuls of Stephanie’s top, pulling her tighter as she deepened the kiss. Stephanie went willingly, throwing her arms around Lou’s shoulders and pressing her body up against Lou’s.

Stephanie ran her fingers into Lou’s short hair, gripping tight where she could to bring them even closer together. She pushed her tongue deep into Lou’s mouth, finding the passion in herself that had been dormant all these years. Lou kissed her with a ferocity that sent sparks shooting down to her toes. She felt herself getting wet, soaked in fact, and nearly laughed at the joy that discovery gave her. All her adult life, she had waited for the fireworks, and now here they were. And they were beyond anything she had ever dared to imagine.

Lou eased away slightly, slowly backing out of the kiss. She panted heavily. Stephanie’s own breathing was haphazard, frantic. Her hands were in Lou’s hair, urging her to come back for more.

“Wait,” whispered Lou. “I’m… God, I’m in real trouble here. We said slow, but I am one kiss away from tearing your clothes off. We have to stop, cool off for a while.”

Stephanie smiled shyly and shook her head. “Slow went out the window the minute you kissed me,” she said quietly. “I want you so much right now, I am not going to stop you if you do start tearing my clothes off.” The thought filled her with thrilling anticipation.

Lou groaned, and her hands clenched in the fabric of Stephanie’s top again. She bent her head and crushed Stephanie’s mouth with a fierce kiss, her tongue probing and teasing, triggering another flood of juice from Stephanie’s throbbing cunt. And then Lou stopped, took a breath, and her mouth moved to Stephanie’s ear.

“Not here,” she whispered. “It isn’t right. I…I want you to be more than this to me, to be…different from everything I’ve ever done here.”

She raised her head then and looked tentatively at Stephanie, who smiled and nodded in understanding. She kissed Lou briefly. God, she loved the feel of Lou’s mouth on hers. She found Lou’s ear and whispered, “Take me to your place?”