"Touch me, Emily. Right here. Right now."
Emily's never been the daring type. Nor the kind of woman who does public displays of affection. But Neeka's order awakens the thrill-seeker hidden deep inside. For three long weeks, Emily has kept her crush on Neeka a secret. Tonight she's going to act out her fantasies and claim the woman of her dreams.
Praise for Girls' Night Out
"Like the other novellas I have read from Kameron Brook, the sexual scenes sizzle. But you also like the characters. Even though you meet Neeka and Emily for a short time, you cannot help but want to read more. "
-- Barb, Bad Barb's Place
"Ms. Brook penned a hot story... it packs plenty of fun within these pages."
Girls' Night Out
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Copyright ©2012 Kameron Brook
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Emily pulled up outside her house and realized she was running late getting ready for her girls' night out with Neeka. The day seemed to have gotten away from her, but she still had thirty minutes to freshen up before Neeka arrived.
After running into the house and tossing her purse on the counter, she made a mad dash to the bathroom, stripping her clothes off along the way.
Pulling the checkered shower curtain aside, she turned on the faucet and waited for the water to warm up. She reached inside and tested the temperature, then slowly stepped into the tub, closed the curtain behind her, and pulled the lever. The water beat down on her ample bosom, teasing her nipples to peaks. The sensation of the beads of water pelting her nipples felt like a thousand licks from a lover. She had the perfect partner in mind -- Neeka.
Her body was on fire, sensitive, and on edge. She looked up at the detachable nozzle, knowing exactly what she must do to take care of some of the ache already building up in her core. Reaching up, she released "old reliable" from its chamber and brought it slowly across her chest. The powerful jets thumped across her breasts and descended while she braced a single leg on the edge of the porcelain tub.
If she had more time, she would have adjusted the power of its stream, alternating fast and slow like a lover's tongue. Unfortunately, she didn't have time to tease her body as usual. She needed relief now, so she twisted the head to hit her full blast.
Over and over, the lines of water pounded against her sex. She braced her back against the shower wall and enjoyed the ride while she conjured up Neeka's face. Those beautiful deep brown eyes gazed up at her while the goddess' tongue flicked, nibbled, and sucked on her clitoris. God, yes, it was Neeka bringing her to orgasm. How she longed to have the woman's face buried between her folds. For now, she took pleasure where she could get it.
Again, "old reliable" did its trick and elicited a scream from her lips. She moaned out Neeka's name again as her legs began to quiver. Her free hand rounded each breast and stopped on her left globe. Taking a pointy peak between her thumb and index finger, she dived into the vast tundra of both pleasure and pain.
When the last tremor of her orgasm subsided, she reached for her strawberry scented body wash and squeezed a hearty amount of it onto her loofah. Using the sponge to scrub away the evidence of a hard day's work, she took extra time to cleanse her sex. A few quick passes through her folds forced another orgasm to soar through her. This time, she had to reach for the handrail to remain upright.
Steadying herself, she placed the showerhead back in its holster and turned off the water, grasping the towel off the rack and drying off one leg at a time before stepping out completely. It was then she heard the front door shut and a voice sound out.
"Hey, Em, it's just me. I hope you don't mind me walking in, but I knocked several times and you didn't answer," Neeka called.
Swiping the back of her hand across the steamed mirror, Emily studied her reflection in the mirror and shouted back, "No, I don't mind. Be out in a sec. Please make yourself at home."