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Jessie’s breath quicken, her hand in Diana’s hair pull her closer. Diana lightly bit the taut nipple. Jessie groaned.
    “Diana.”
    Diana ran her fingers through Jessie’s wet hair, slid in between her lips. She was swollen and wet. She stiffened at Diana’s touch, Diana felt Jessie’s knees lock. Diana stroked lightly the full length of her clit, circled lightly, deliberately keeping her touch light, teasing. She pulled away from Jessie’s breast and Jessie clutched for her. “You like it light to start with, don’t you?”
    “Yes.” Jessie threw her head back as Diana knelt before her. Jessie reached behind her for support against the loveseat.
    “You like to be teased and tormented, don’t you?” Jessie grew even wetter. “Yes, I thought so.” Diana parted the thick, dark hair. “So if I show up again, whenever, maybe, if.” She lightly blew on the swollen clit. “Then it’s just another layer of teasing, isn’t it?”
    “Y-yes, I g-guess so.”
    “Never knowing. Never for sure. Just waiting.” Diana leaned forward to flick her tongue out. Jessie cried out at her touch. “You like that idea, darling?”
    “Torture. Uncertain.” Jessie was breathing hard and she was having trouble standing up.
    Diana could feel Jessie shake and realized Jessie’s pleasure was her pleasure. She never felt like that before, and in some corner of her mind she wondered where that feeling had come from. Then Jessie jerked her hips and Diana was waiting for her, wrapped her arms around Jessie’s hips and held her still. “Just the way you like it, isn’t it?”
    “Oh, God, please.” Jessie sank to her knees and Diana caught her. Together, they sank to the thick carpet. Jessie was reaching for her. “Diana.”
    “Yes, Jessie.” Diana parted Jessie’s legs, settled back against her, held her.
    Jessie twisted and reached for Diana. “Oh, God,” she repeated, her voice fading into inarticulate sounds until she finally arched and stiffened.
    Diana rested her head against Jessie’s hip until Jessie’s breathing slowed. Then she moved up her and wrapped her arms around Jessie, pulled Jessie’s head to her shoulder. “Definitely worth repeating,” she murmured into the dark hair.
    Jessie lay there, her eyes closed, until her breathing steadied. She opened her eyes and pushed away to meet Diana’s gaze. “You like taking me apart, don’t you?”
    “I surely do,” Diana agreed with a smile as she raised up on her elbow.
    “You’re going to ruin my reputation.”
    Diana gave a self-satisfied laugh. “Oh, no, darling. Your reputation is part of you. I’ll protect that.” She reached out to touch, brush back Jessie’s hair. “I’ll always protect you.” With one finger, she traced down the side of Jessie’s face.
    Jessie rolled over on her back and Diana let her hand fall away. Jessie kicked off the jeans that were down around her ankles. “Why does everything you say sound like it has a double meaning?”
    “My mystique.”
    Jessie got up, picking up her shirt and bra. “When did these come off?”
    “I don’t know. I wasn’t paying attention.” She took hold of Jessie’s hand and let Jessie pull her to her feet.
    “I don’t know about you,” Jessie said even as she slid her arm around Diana and pulled her tight against her. “I let you do things that I’ve let no one else do.”
    Oh, you too?
“Oh, really? What’s that?”
    Jessie bent down slightly and bit lightly against Diana’s neck. Diana gasped in surprise. “Who are you? How do you manage to do this to me?”
    Diana laughed softly. “Because you let me; because you want me to.” She wrapped her arms around Jessie. “Can’t you feel it, this attraction between us?”
    “Yes.” She turned Diana’s face to her, her gaze intent and Diana stopped her laughter. “I do. I just don’t know if it’s good or not.” She held Diana still and kissed her hard, claiming, as if she were trying to take back what Diana had taken