Chapter 4

“You want to use it?”

Rena grinned and leant over.

“Not me. I want to use it on you.”

“Me?” Tracey squeaked.

Rena pulled back, still grinning.

“You’ve shown me something I never knew was incredible. It’s time I returned the favour.”

Tracey wasn’t sure about that. She hadn’t enjoyed it the last time. But that had been with a fumbling seventeen-year-old. Not with Rena Santiago.

So, when Rena started kissing her, easing her down onto the rug, Tracey didn’t stop her. She liked this side of Rena. Now she was taking control, more at ease. Her hands danced over Tracey’s skin, running under her sweater and into her leggings. Tracey lifted her hips and felt Rena’s hands cup her backside, pushing her panties out the way.

Tracey had been unsure before. But now with Rena touching her, kissing down her chest as she tugged off Tracey’s shirt, she could feel the arousal building. The thought of Rena wearing the strap-on had Tracey whimpering. It was an erotic image.