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    Run – Chapter 6

    More was allowed in these private rooms than on the main floor, and Kenzi must’ve known that when she paid for this girl. Downstairs, except for the stage performers, the clothes stayed on. It was at the discretion of every girl how much her customers were allowed to touch. If things got out of hand, the meat in the suit took care of it. However, female customers usually had a little more play in that area than their male counterparts and Lauren thoroughly enjoyed her female privilege. Only a few moments ago Lauren had imagined stripping the girl bare but when it came down to it, the girl’s unexpected empathy altered the course of her desires.

    ”I’m sorry,” Lauren dropped her chin.

    ”Don’t be.” The seductress held Lauren in place with a squeeze of her thighs. Arching back, the girl raised her arms and, reaching behind her head, loosened the strings of her mask. Without taking her eyes from Lauren, she reached again to undo her bra exposing a pair of dark and erect nipples begging for attention. Love in the night. Memories be damned. To die a thousand deaths, let it be done, right here. In this moment, she was the moon in its flight, translucent, and for Lauren, a heady mixture of eroticism and kindness.

    ”You’re beautiful,” Lauren managed to breathe, her arousal gaining steam between her thighs.

    ”Is that your eyes or your desire talking?”

    Lauren allowed herself to touch the woman’s cheek. ”Does it matter?”

    The woman brought her lips close to Lauren’s and paused as if asking permission to enter. Lauren leaned into the kiss and allowed their lips to brush. Her hips moved slowly again, rhythmically, and in time with the hum of her kisses, the flick of her tongue, and the long, even breaths they shared. She nibbled Lauren’s neckline, allowing her mouth to take the slow journey upward on the curve of her neck and then to explore the profile of her jaw with the tip of her tongue. She rested her cheek on Lauren’s and paused to catch her breath. Softly, she asked, ”This woman, you would like to make love to her?”

    Lauren closed her eyes and nodded without separating her cheek from the woman’s.

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