“Quarter after never?”
“You have to tell him, sweetie,” she reasoned.
My lip quivered and I shook my head. “I’m so afraid of losing him. Or losing you.”
“You’re more likely to lose him by keeping it from him than you are by being honest.” It was great advice. But…
“That’s easy to say…” I shrugged. “Not so easy to do.”
“If he loves you as much as TJ loves me, then he’ll understand,” she assured me.
“You may have to make some sort of compromise…but you won’t lose him.”
“I hope you’re right.” I turned my face up to hers and she kissed me, her lips soft and warm and wet from the bath. “Because I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“You’re so sweet.” She kissed me again, deeper this time, her tongue fluttering against mine, making my senses come alive. I wrapped my arms around her neck, our bodies wet and slippery as we rocked together in the water.
“Would you lick me before you go?” Ronnie whispered, glancing toward the door.
I knew it was locked. Looking down, I saw her hand moving under the water between her thighs. “I can’t seem to get enough lately.”
I smiled, sliding down between her legs, the water making it easy to lift her hips in my hands. She grabbed onto the sides of the tub, her belly rising out of the water as she floated, buoyed by me, and I leaned in to lick her. Her pussy was clean-tasting, sweet, as I began to suck on her clit.
“Oh sweetie,” she murmured, arching her hips up. “That’s so good.” God, she was so smooth, so soft, my tongue slipping easily between the slick folds of her flesh, my hands gripping her rocking hips. Her clit felt hard under my flickering tongue, and every sigh and moan she gave made my own pussy ache.
“Oh Janie!” she gasped, her whole body quivering, one hand going to my hair to press my mouth against her cunt. “Make me come! Yes! Yes!” It was that quick. Her hips rolled in my hands, her body shifting in the water, and I focused right at the center of her pleasure, my mouth closed over her mound, making her thighs tremble. I could see the muscles there flexing as she began to climax, drawing her knees up and back and giving her pussy to me entirely.
“Oh god, oh god,” she whimpered, sinking into the bath as she gave into her orgasm, and I had no choice but to follow her, closing my eyes and holding my breath, still sucking at her clit until she stopped shivering.
I came up with a gasp and she laughed, grabbing me and kissing me hard. “You are such a good girl,” she whispered, sliding her hand down to cup my aching mound.
“Want me to return the favor?”
“Let’s turn on the jets,” I suggested, grinning, and she reached over and hit the button, her eyes bright. She’d taught me this trick, and it was hard to resist availing myself of the pleasures of the hard, pulsing water against my pussy any time I was in this tub.
“Wanna go for a ride with me?” She swung her legs over the side and positioned her pussy against one of the jets. I couldn’t believe she was ready to go again so quickly, but I shouldn’t have been surprised-pregnancy hadn’t just expanded her body, it had swollen her libido as well.
“Let’s race,” I teased, swinging both my legs over, too, moaning softly as the hard, pulsing spray opened my pussy lips under the water. I rolled my hips, focusing the throbbing heat on my clit.
“On your mark,” Ronnie murmured, her head going back, her dark hair floating in the water. “Get set…”
“Ohhhh!” I gasped when she reached over and hit the button again, making the jets pulse even faster, harder.
“Go!” she cried, rolling her hips and riding the spray. The water in the tub, already high, splashed over the edge, but neither of us cared.
I spread my thighs wide, gripping the edge of the tub and rocking fast, faster, the water pounding against my pussy, making my belly and ass clench in sweet anticipation. It was going to be a very short race-the finish line wasn’t far away at all.
Ronnie glanced over at me, her eyes only half-open, as she moaned, “So close, baby…”
Just seeing her, face flushed with heat, legs spread, belly rising up from the water, her breasts trembling with her impending orgasm, pushed me over the edge.
“Closer!” I gasped, slapping my whole pussy against the side of the tub, again and again, the hot thrill of the water making me shudder as I came, feeling Ronnie’s hand clasped over mine, hearing her cries as she surged over the finish line just after me.
I collapsed into the tub and she did, too, as we clung to each other, still trembling.
“I won,” I said with a grin. “Losers get to clean up.”
“Brat!” She groaned, looking over at the mess of water we’d sloshed out of the tub. “Wanna go best two out of three?”
“Can’t.” I laughed, standing up and getting out. “I’ve got a date with a dance floor tonight.”
“Too bad it isn’t with Josh, hmm?” she teased, and I glanced over as got a new towel—the other was a wet mess on the floor now-and wrapped it around myself, seeing her hand moving lazily between her thighs, again-insatiable! “He’s quite a hottie.”
“Don’t remind me,” I pouted.
“Well hurry back, we can have some more fun tonight when TJ gets home,” she purred.
“Gotta go get ready.” I shut the door behind me, hearing the unmistakable sounds of her touching herself. I smiled when the jets went on again and headed downstairs to my room.
“Going out with your new man?” Gretchen asked as I came into the kitchen.
Ronnie was sitting at the table eating a bagel spread with red pepper paste and peanut butter. She’d had the weirdest food cravings since she got pregnant.
“Heading over to 1 Oak with Lil.” I opened the fridge to get a bottled water.
Gretchen put her container of yogurt in the garbage and her spoon in the sink, returning to the table. “And what are you and TJ doing tonight?” Ronnie licked red peanut butter off her finger. “We just got Avatar from Netflix.”
“Wow. Domestic bliss.” Gretchen made a face, turning to look at me. “Mind if I come with you?”
“Hey, we’re not that boring!” Ronnie protested, washing her peanut butter concoction down with milk.
Gretchen grinned and winked. “Don’t hate me because I walk on the wild side.”
“Go then!” Ronnie laughed, waving her away. “I’ll have a quiet night at home with my husband for a change.”
“You can come if you want.” I didn’t really care. I was only going because I knew I’d been horribly neglectful of my friendship with Lil. What I really wanted to be doing was anything-and everything-with Josh.
“Gimme five minutes.” Gretchen hopped up and headed upstairs to the guest bedroom, the one across from Ronnie and TJ’s. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt-
the weather had become summer-warm lately, and both Ronnie and Beth were out of school now. Granted, Gretchen’s long, tanned legs looked good in Daisy Duke shorts, but it definitely wasn’t 1 Oak attire.
I took the chair she had vacated across from Ronnie. “How’s the apartment hunt coming?”
She glanced over at me, speculative. “You don’t like having Gretchen here?”
“It’s not that.” I shrugged, although a part of me really didn’t like knowing she was sleeping upstairs, right across the hall from them. “I just wondered.”
“She’s still looking. I went to see a few places with her yesterday.” Ronnie took a gulp of milk. “Don’t be too late, okay? Beth’s sleeping at Isabella’s tonight, but I’d like to go to the park tomorrow.”
“Okay.” I could easily make that promise, knowing I wouldn’t be going home with anyone else tonight. My phone vibrated and I took it out of my purse. Lil texting me. Of course.