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thirty-seven
“How about we skip dessert?” Miranda asked with a smirk on her lips and eyes that Tori’s body reacted to instantly.
“Harley is at home with Siena.” Tori regretted having to say the words.
“My house is empty.” Miranda’s sly smile hadn’t left, and the movement of her toes against the inside of Tori’s thigh was distinct.
Tori shuddered, canting her head to the side. “Where’s Rebel?”
“With her mother and grandparents. Their trial overnight run.” Miranda pressed her fingers together, popping her pointer fingers off her lips. “Tierney moves in this weekend, and then my house will always be full.”
“Oh.” Tori’s body cheered with renewed enthusiasm for where the night would lead them. “So does that mean we have all night? By ourselves?”
“Why, yes, yes, it does, Tori.” Miranda finished her wine, her gaze never leaving Tori’s face except to drop to her breasts.
“God, you’re horny, aren’t you?”
“When you’re around? Always.” Miranda moved her foot up higher, right into Tori’s crotch.
She groaned. “You better drive fast.”
Miranda had her hand on Tori’s thigh throughout the entire drive. Tori dragged in a deep breath. This felt so right. They had been together nearly two months now, and it was so much easier. Maybe not the relationship itself, but just knowing that they were both committed to even trying. They might not see each other every day, or sometimes even every week, but they talked every day, and that was what mattered. Miranda was there for her, no matter what.
“What do you think Rebel’s doing?” Tori asked, giving voice to her wandering musings.
“Tori?”
“Hmm?” Tori turned her head in the seat to look directly at Miranda.
“I don’t want to talk about Rebel tonight.”
“Okay. What do you want to talk about?”
Miranda let out a little sexy grunt, and Tori grinned in response. She’d been thinking the exact same thing. Miranda didn’t want to talk at all. Leaning closer, Tori pressed her palm flat against Miranda’s knee, sliding her dress upward as she went.
“Your skin is so smooth here.”
Miranda whimpered.
“I love to run my fingers over it.” She did exactly what she said. “I can’t wait to touch you tonight.” Tori slid the pads of her fingers over Miranda’s crotch, heat radiating from her. She teased slightly before moving back down Miranda’s leg.
“You’re going to be the death of both of us,” Miranda muttered sharply.
Tori laughed lightly. “You’re a good driver.”
“Not when you’re distracting me.” Miranda grabbed Tori’s hand and brought it to her lips, kissing her fingers. “Hands to yourself for right now. I need to concentrate.”
Tori relaxed into her seat. “Should I touch myself?”
“Here?” Miranda squeaked. “We’re in the car.”
Tori shrugged. She dropped her voice to nearly a whisper, lowering her tone so her next words would be seductive. “Somehow I think you’d like a bit of a show.”
“Oh, I would, but not here. Not when I can’t watch…everything…you’re going to do.”
“I guess we can wait then.”
“Some night for Rebel to be gone.”
