Max nodded, smiling, and then turned her head towards Jacky. “Definitely.” She took hold of Jacky’s right hand and placed it over her right breast. Jacky groaned and massaged the breast with her palm. It was obvious Max wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples hardened under Jacky’s firm caresses.

“Oh, babe,” murmured Tania. God, that was sexy.

Max caught her eye, and Tania knew Max wanted to kiss her, and she knew without a doubt she couldn’t. That would be too…personal, too intimate, and the only woman she ever wanted to kiss was her wife.

She breathed out. “I’m sorry, I can’t kiss you. It’s—”

Max placed a finger on Tania’s lips, stopping her speech.

“It’s okay, I understand. This is all about using your mouth in other ways, isn’t it?” Her grin was wicked, and her words sent another spark of pure lust to Tania’s clit. Max curled her fingers in Tania’s thick hair, and Tania shuddered from the touch.

She pulled Max’s tee shirt from her jeans. Max dropped her arm back by her side, giving Tania full access. Max moaned softly and relaxed back even more into Jacky’s body. Tania met Jacky’s gaze again and smiled as she lifted the tee shirt up; Jacky moved her arm, and Tania pushed the material high above Max’s breasts. Both she and Jacky moaned simultaneously as Max’s breasts were revealed. Jacky skimmed her fingers over a bare breast and squeezed hard. Max groaned, and Tania dipped her head forward to suck on the other breast. Max groaned even louder, and Jacky gasped. Tania flicked her head up briefly to grin salaciously at her wife, who stared intently at her mouth as it worked Max’s nipple. Sharing Max was clearly doing a number on both of them.

With Max’s nipple between her lips, Tania could barely wait. Any reservations she’d had disappeared the moment Jacky’s hand touched Max’s breast. Now all she could think about was how Max would taste, how her clit would feel on her tongue. The taste and feel of Max’s nipple was lovely, but she was desperate to get between her legs.

All evening, all through the car journey, all the time they were sat at the bars, all Tania could think about was what it would be like to finally go down on a woman again. She’d told herself that it didn’t matter. She knew now, with it so close, that it really did. Her first chance in three years to feel a woman come all over her face, and she couldn’t wait.