Chapter 10
ten
DAISY
The first swipe of her tongue against my folds shakes me to my core, and I’m immediately sent into orbit.
The sensation of her licking me, paired with the knowledge that we’re once again in a public space, forces a garbled moan out of my mouth, only for a sharp whimper to follow when Len smacks my cunt with her hand.
I hiss out a breath. “What was that for?”
She raises an eyebrow. “Be quiet. I don’t know if you noticed, but we’re in a public bathroom in your small hometown. Imagine the rumors that would spread.”
Good point. But… “That’s not my fault! Why didn’t we just go home?”
A smirk graces her face. “‘Cause I need to repay my Mommy, don’t I?”
“What do you mean?”
With her eyes still on mine, she lays her tongue flat and licks my pussy in one full sweep. She keeps her eyes on me as she does it again and again. I rake my fingers through her long hair, bringing her face impossibly closer to me.
With her mouth on my clit, she finally responds to my question. “Our roles were flipped a few months ago. My turn, Birdie.”
“Excuse me, I only finger-blasted you to hell. I didn’t get on my knees and worship you.”
“Mmm, well… you are Mommy for a reason.” I hiss again when her mouth latches onto my clit, sucking it like she did my tits just this morning.
The memory makes fiery butterflies swarm in my tummy. Unable to help myself, I move one of my hands from her hair and grope myself, thankful my tits are out.
Fuck.
I’d be able to come this fucking second if I twisted my nipples.
I pant my next question. “Wh-why do you c-call me that now?”
She moves back slightly but slides one of her hands up to my pussy. I can’t help the deep and guttural moan that sounds when she slides a finger into me and hooks it into my G-spot. My knees almost give out right then.
Lenny smiles brightly at my reaction as she says, “You said you were finding your way back to the sun. So, be my Birdie. We’ll get you there.”
Fuck. Again.
I love this woman so fucking much.
I swallow the words and drag her mouth back to my clit. “I hope I get somewhere soon, alright. Make Mommy come, little girl.”
“Demanding, demanding,” she says with a wink, but immediately does as she’s told. I cry out when her fingers start moving in me harder and faster than before.
My eyes cross when her mouth lands on my clit yet again, forcing moaning gibberish out of my mouth. “Yes, yes, yes, Len. Just like that. Fuck, just like that. You’re gonna make me come.”
She moans against me as I begin to gyrate my hips into her, chasing my orgasm.
Except…
“Len,” I pant. “You’ll make me squirt if you keep finger-fucking me like that, and this is not the place. I’m so close though. Jesus fucking christ.”
She leans back, easing the pressure against my G-spot. Her other hand raises to rub circles on my clit, replacing her mouth. “You’re a squirter?”
My mouth drops as heat spreads through me. I don’t even have it in me to answer her with words anymore. I nod my head furiously instead.
And as my orgasm finally rears its head, showering me in a bubble of pleasure that forces loud moans out of my mouth, Lenny only giggles. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”
Buttoning my dress back in place, I shake out my blonde locks and wipe at the mascara underneath my bottom lashes as Lenny leans against one of the bathroom doors with a smirk on her face.
I blush. “Pleased with yourself?”
She nods. “Quite.”
I shake my head. Between the remaining effects of my orgasm, the alcohol coursing through my blood stream, and the overall temperature of the bar—I’m surprised the entire building isn’t on fire.
Just as the thought enters my mind, Maeve walks into the bathroom.
Well… at least if it were on fire, we’d be covered.
Maeve stops short, her eyes landing on me, before she turns her head and looks at Lenny. A smile immediately fills her expression. “You two just had sex, didn’t you?”
I throw my head back and groan, embarrassed.
Lenny’s mouth drops open. “How could you possibly know that?”
Maeve winks at her before going into one of the stalls. “I was her best friend fiiirrrrssstttt!”
I shout her name. “Maeve!”
She laughs. “What? I was. And I’m gay too. Put two and two together, dummy.”
I turn to Lenny, and I swear the motion feels almost slow.
Yup, I think. Time to go home.
Pushing through, I ask, “Can we go home, Len?”
She stares at me for a few seconds too long, but before I can question her, she smiles and takes my hand, dragging me out of the bathroom.
Maeve shouts out as we leave, “You guys know I’m DD, right?!”
Lenny laughs before leading me to the dance floor, right as Luke Bryan’s “Country Girl” fills the space. I stare at her in confusion. She smiles. “In a bit. We still have more night to enjoy, though. I don’t wanna leave yet. And you are going to teach me country line dancing, Birdie.”
I raise a brow, giddy. I fucking love country line dancing, and as other patrons get up to join us, a lightness I haven’t experienced in a long time flows through me. “Oh, am I now?”
She nods and pulls me to her. “Uh-huh. And then we can go home, where you’re going to squirt on my cock.”
And just like that, I’m needy all over again.