Chapter 16 Tori
Tori
Istared at Hailey, my mind racing. Literally no one in my life, not even Pepper, had ever encouraged me to make less money.
To focus on something that brought me joy, instead of something that made me richer.
It was like the possibility had never occurred to me, but now that Hailey brought it up, I could feel the rightness of it.
But would I have the courage to give up the life I knew to do something else?
What about all the people who relied on me for their own livelihoods?
I employed a lot of people who provided me support from security to publicists to stylists.
Most of them would be out of a job if I wasn’t an A lister anymore.
Hailey got up, gathering the half empty takeout containers, and I trailed behind her, automatically helping her clean up.
I cringed when I thought about the way when I was at my house I’d just leave stuff laying around for the housekeeper to deal with.
Here, being domestic, pitching in, came naturally.
“I’ll take the projector back in the morning,” she said. “They won’t need it before then.”
When Hailey turned around, I was right behind her. She inhaled sharply, the movement lifting her generous breasts. Dropping the takeout containers on the counter beside us, I slid my arms around her waist and pulled her close.
“I had a good day with you today,” I whispered, pressing my forehead against hers. “Quite possibly the best day I’ve ever had.”
“You started the day suffering from lactose intolerance,” she reminded me.
“It only got better from there.”
We stared at each other for several breaths before I spoke again. “I have a confession to make.”
“What?” She sounded out of breath.
“I want to fuck you so much I can hardly breathe.”
Her eyes widened slightly, then darkened.
“What if I tell you that I want to fuck you too?” she asked saucily.
“Then I think maybe we have a plan for the rest of the night.”
There was a hesitancy there that I misinterpreted, and when she didn’t respond I said hurriedly, “No pressure. I’m just putting how I feel out there, but I have no expectations if you’re not…”
I paused as she pressed a finger against my lips. “I want you too Tori. Badly. But we both need to be clear. You’re only here for a short time. That means we have tonight, maybe tomorrow if you’re still here.”
“I’ll still be here tomorrow,” I vowed.
I already knew that one night with this woman would not be enough. Plus, I was having fun with her.
“Maybe you do casual all the time, probably you do, but this is new for me.”
“Having sex with a woman?” I asked in surprise. I’d only been getting lesbian vibes from her since we met.
She laughed, then got serious again.
“No, having sex with someone I’m not in a relationship with.”
I wanted to tell her that I was going to do my best to make sure that we did have a relationship.
I wanted to say that I planned to spend the rest of my life with her, even if I had no idea how to make that happen.
I wanted to say that I fell in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her.
But I knew that those words would seem hollow, especially from someone like me.
A woman like Hailey needed action, not words.
I lifted my hand to cup her cheek, breathing out as she relaxed against my palm.
“Let’s just take this thing one day at a time,” I suggested. “But you need to know that I’ve never done this before either.”
“Had a one night stand?”
I shook my head. “Had sex with someone I cared about.”
Before she could respond, I kissed her, pouring all my emotions into the kiss, telling her with my body what I couldn’t say with words yet. We kissed until we were both breathless, then pulled back, staring at each other, waiting for whatever happened next. I wanted the first move to be hers.
Hailey grabbed my hand, giving me a little tug. “Come to bed with me, Tori.”
“I love that you call me that,” I said softly, trailing behind her. “No one else does.”
“You said that’s what you prefer,” she answered, glancing over her shoulder at me.
“It is.”
When we got to the bedroom we made quick work of removing our clothes, standing naked in front of each other with no shame, no embarrassment.
I catalogued the differences between our bodies.
I loved Hailey’s body. She wasn’t soft and womanly but still had the muscle tone of a person who worked on her feet all day.
Our bodies were very different though. Where she was soft and curvy, I was lean and hard, other than my breasts.
I cupped them with my hands. “I have implants,” I admitted, even though it was probably obvious by the fact that my breasts were a little too large for my frame, and much higher and perkier than they should be for a woman in her mid-thirties.
I wasn’t sure why I felt compelled to blurt that out at this moment, other than I didn’t want any secrets between us.
“Why did you get them?”
They weren’t huge but definitely gave me good cleavage with the right outfit.
“My mother said it would help my career.”
“Did it?” she asked curiously.
I shrugged. “Probably not.”
She reached up and placed her hands over mine.
“You’re perfect the way you are,” she said firmly. “And you’d be perfect with smaller breasts and a bigger belly or wider hips. You’re perfect because you’re you.”
No one had ever said anything like that to me before and after a lifetime in a business obsessed with thinness and women’s bodies, it felt like a healing balm on my soul.
We flew together, our kiss rough and passionate this time, and then we tumbled onto the bed, rolling around kissing and touching each other everywhere we could reach.
I couldn’t get enough of touching her soft skin.
My nipples were hard enough to cut glass, and I could feel slickness between my thighs.
Had I ever been this attracted to someone else before?
I rolled Hailey over onto her back, kissing my way down her neck and giving into the urge I’d had to mark her.
I closed my teeth around a spot on her shoulder, biting down hard enough to make her gasp, and when I slid my hand down between her legs, I felt the rush of arousal that elicited.
I sucked her flesh into my mouth, sucking on her skin while I moved my fingers up and down along her slit.
She moaned my name, rolling her hips up to meet my hand as I explored her folds. I shifted downward, kissing my way across her breasts, teasing first one and then the other nipple with my tongue. When I sucked one into my mouth, Hailey shuddered beneath me.
“Tori,” she gasped. “I need you so bad. I’m so close already.”
I circled one finger around her entrance, then slid inside her, moving easily in the arousal I found there. I started pumping my finger in and out of her, then added a second one, picking up the pace. She bent her knees, bracing her feet against the bed as leverage to meet me thrust for thrust.
But she needed more. I needed more. So I kissed my way down her body, circling my tongue around her belly button and placing a soft kiss against her mound before licking my way through her wetness, heading for her clit.
When I found the spot, Hailey practically levitated off the bed, her hips punching up dramatically as she moaned my name like it was the only word she could say.
She was so responsive. There was no artifice about her.
She wasn’t sleeping with me to say she did it, or to leak little hints to the press.
She wasn’t trying to keep the most flattering angle or sucking in her belly like other women I’d been with.
No, Hailey threw herself into what we were doing, with no ego, just a pure enjoyment of her body and how I was drawing her towards release.
When I sucked her tight little bud between my lips, she broke apart, coming all over my fingers while I continued to stroke inside her, drawing out her orgasm until she finally stilled with a long, shuddering sigh.
I’d never felt like such a badass.