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“Harper! Wh-wha—oh fuck!”
“You’re not doing a very good job of restraining yourself so far, Mia. You’ll have to try a little harder than that or people might notice.”
Mia shot her a look. So this was Harper’s plan. The game was afoot, and like a performance, Mia’s confidence grew, as did her stubbornness. She bit her lip and as Harper rubbed her clit and kissed her neck, she clenched her fists as she began to rock into the rhythm of both Harper’s hand and the notes Zadia sang. Suddenly the performers voice grew to a peak and held a note, it was a reprise of an earlier melody, but it didn’t feel like she was finished, and neither was Mia. Before Harper had her way entirely, before that wave crashed over her and she came, she slid herself off of Harper’s fingers and pushed her back into the booth seat. The shock of the switch didn’t give Harper enough time to react before the front of her jumpsuit was open and her nipples were in Mia’s mouth, stinging with the rock-hard pressure that built within them.
“Mia! This…this isn’t good behave—uh…” It sounded as though she lost her train of thought. Mia nibbled her swollen nipple gently and Harper let out a moan. A couple at a nearby table looked over to their booth, but it was too dark for anyone to clearly see what was happening. Harper pulled Mia’s face to hers.
“Right now, I think I like this version of Mia more…” she whispered before bringing her in for another kiss. Mia laid her back slightly, allowing her to be able to slide her own hand in the front of Harper’s open jumpsuit. Mia found her hot wetness before she found anything else and with a swift maneuvering of her lacy-feeling underwear, Mia slid her fingers inside her.
“Holy fuck, Harper, you’re so so wet.”
“Just shut up and fuck me.”
Harper pushed Mia’s head back to her breasts and Mia groaned into them. The music loud around them, dampening the noise of their heavy breaths.
Harper’s legs began to shake as Mia thrust her fingers faster and deeper into her. With each held note, Mia paused to rub and tease Harper’s clit, the depth of the rising groan from Harper’s lips began to mount. The reprise was starting again from Zadie’s set, this time louder and more energetic. This is the finale, thought Mia to herself. She took her nipple between her teeth again and nibbled.
“Oh fuck, Mia.”
At this, Mia slid her fingers in once more and used her thumb to rub around her swollen clit and labia in a soothing circle, Harper now the star, began to sing. Low groans at first and then louder and louder. A couple of tables were definitely looking now, but still, their secret was safe in the shadows. Zadia reached her final note, and it was loud, even without the microphone, and the power was incredible, but Harper seemed to try to match it as she came, clamping down on Mia’s fingers and trembling all over.
Harper ran her fingers through Mia’s hair and tugged her up again to kiss her. She draped her arms over her shoulders and locked her there, kissing her between breaths until her lungs were at rest again. The crowd applauded, and Harper quickly pushed Mia off her, doing up her jumpsuit just in time for the lights to come on. Instead of looking embarrassed, she stood up and clapped a standing ovation to Zadia. A spotlight swung around to Harper and upon seeing who applauded the woman, people began murmuring and clapping more. Within a few moments, the whole bar was on their feet applauding the singer, and the lights came up allowing even the staff to stop and applaud her. Zadia was awestruck and began to weep, she was clearly older than Harper, but she knew who she was when she saw her, everyone had heard about Harper’s coming out of hiding the day before and it was already all over the web. Harper blew the woman a kiss and the spotlight attempted to follow the kiss back to Zadia where she caught it and bowed.
“Now is our chance,” whispered Harper in Mia’s ear. The two women snuck out behind the applauding crowd and out into the warm night air, laughing.
“Always have an escape route prepared, the first rule of Hollywood,” chuckled Harper. A car pulled up beside her as if called there by magic.
“What the…?”
“My driver knows that after 8pm, I am likely to need either picking up or saving from whatever potentially awful event I’m in, so he will ask around the driver network until he finds where I am and then will wait for me.”
“Just how rich are you?”
“Nowhere near how rich you’re likely to be once I’m done with you…fancy a ride?”
7
“You know, we will need to keep this professional to a degree,” said Harper between kisses as the pair crashed through her front door laughing.
“And how do you suggest we do that?” replied Mia.
Harper pulled away and gestured to the sofa as she said, “Please make yourself at home, I’m going to get us some champagne and a fountain pen, let’s get your contract signed and then we can really celebrate. We can talk professional logistics tomorrow.”
Harper padded into her bedroom and slipped out of her jumpsuit and underwear, throwing a lace, satin night dress over her body which hugged her curves and the hem played just below her butt when stood straight. She reapplied some lipstick and then padded back into the kitchen where she got a bottle of champagne out and two glasses.
“Need help popping the cork? Uh—I mean…”
They both laughed from different rooms.
“God Mia, keep your head out of the gutter!”
Harper turned the corner back into her living room and Mia’s jaw dropped and she whispered something that sounded like a prayer in Spanish.
“I know, champagne has the same effect on me.”
Mia picked up a small throw pillow and mocked throwing it at her. She eased down on the sofa next to her, and Mia instinctively pulled Harper’s legs around to rest over her lap.
“You are incredibly beautiful, Harper, do we really have to keep this so professional?” Mia began gently stroking Harper’s legs, the hunger eased down, now full of genuine affection. Harper leaned in and kissed her slowly before resting her forehead against hers.
